Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

"Master Allen, give up!"

"Since he was injured by you, how could he come out again in a short time?"

"I understand this truth, don't you know?"

"To put it bluntly, you just don't want to admit it!"

"Master Allen, I have already said, how can there be such a mess when we launch a full-scale charge early?"

"You just wait like this, until the end, there is nothing."

"I'll see how you explain to the higher ups then..."

"When the time comes, you will know the temper of Lord City Master..."

"hehe……"

"We worked in vain, and we also lost troops and generals. I don't need to say more about what will happen!"

"Hurry up, stop the ink, and launch a full-scale attack!"

Talha, the third-class god general of the protoss, did not know how many times.

At this moment, the more I talk, the more my head hurts, the more I talk, the more numb my expression is, my eyes are dull, my body twitches, my thoughts are indifferent, and I am speechless.

This...you can even say a hammer!

How to do the next thing, there must be a charter, right?

Just stay where you are and don't say anything, is that true? Is this true?

Just really tired now.

Feeling tired, sweeping the whole body.

boom……

bang bang bang...

There seems to be some movement around again!

Allen's eyes widened, bloodshot, and he didn't take it seriously.

He saw a cloud of fireworks tearing apart the space and jumping out.

"Master! They haven't left yet!"

"Run!"

The fuchsia fireworks trembled, seeming rather frightened, and then hurriedly wanted to escape.

At this moment, Alan couldn't think of so much, his body soared into the air, and then he wanted to catch this ball of fireworks, but no matter how he scratched, it didn't help...

"This should be the so-called alien space."

"They must be hiding in this space fault."

"My chance is here!"

"Rush in! Rush in!"

Allen gritted his teeth, and his whole body gathered together.

At this moment, there is no need to say more about other things. The first priority is to stabilize the mentality and take off in an all-round way.

As for the others, there is no need to care about them at all.

The more I thought about it, the faster my steps became.

Excited heart, trembling hands...

"Master Allen, in case of danger..."

Talha couldn't help but warn behind him, at a time like this, you must break your mentality and don't waste time...

One wave destroys everything, won't it just be cold by then?

This...can also play with a hammer...

Although Talha is a fierce general, he still subconsciously felt that something was wrong, so he quickly warned.

But obviously, how could Allen, the second-class god general of the Protoss at the moment, listen to him.

He had waited long enough, and the resentment in his heart had already accumulated to the extreme.

He just wanted to arrest the guy in front of him completely, as for the others, he didn't care, let alone.

The mentality is completely broken.

Hold on to the moment!

It is the key of the key!

take off!

Take off in full swing!

With the purple flame in front and Allen behind, he just went in straight away.

Talha stood where he was, subconsciously took a step forward, but couldn't help but retract it in the end.

He didn't want to gamble with his life, he was afraid of death...

Now at this time, just... Just stay steady, don't waver, absolutely don't waver.

...

Fang Fan looked at the protoss and demigod powerhouse in front of him so calmly following the God of Duer in, and felt somewhat strange.

Good guy, here we come?

In all aspects, it immediately felt interesting.

The fun of it is also being comprehensively strengthened.

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Interesting, really interesting.

Just... take your time.

Full take-off and explosion...

After the second-class god of the protoss brought Alan into the small world of Chutian Pavilion, the smiles on his face suddenly increased.

There were probably a dozen or so protoss cultivators who entered with him, all of whom were in the Holy Realm.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Sure enough! Sure enough, he is hiding here!"

"Is this a space fault?"

"The construction here is not bad..."

"You actually want to go out and try it out..."

"Since I sent it to my door to die, then you can't blame me..."

"If you want to die, I can only fulfill you!"

"Having been disturbed for so long in my Protoss army, I must die!"

Allen was throbbing with excitement, finally... finally seeing a real person, and finally being able to wipe out all these bastards.

But why don't these guys have any fear on their faces?

Are they not afraid?

Why is the expression on your face so calm?

What do they mean by this? Didn't you see me coming?

At any rate, this god general is also a strong man in the weak and demigod state of the gods, okay, you... you should give me some face...

"Should... be frightened?"

"Well... probably like this..."

"Among this group of people, there is not a single demigod..."

"It seems that my previous prediction was wrong..."

"To be precise, they are basically rookies below the Holy Venerable Realm..."

"Now you are dead!"

"Kneel down and submit to me, maybe... I can give you a way to survive..."

"You can split the space and create space faults, the god will still prefer..."

Allen, the second-class god general of the protoss, continued to roar excitedly.

But he spoke the language of the Protoss, and Fang Fan and others couldn't understand it at all. Anyway, I kept hearing this guy screaming there...

Just... nothing.

Then I saw a dozen or so protoss saint-level powerhouses standing behind the protoss leader rushing towards Fang Fan and the others.

"Boy Fang Fan, people are coming, hurry up... Hurry up..."

"You're not all bragging, are you? Are you a rookie at all?"

"Boy Fang Fan, you can't scare me!"

"So many protoss have been let in, if you lose the chain, we will all be finished!"

Bai Piaoxu's ramblings can reveal his character.

Fang Fan stretched out his hand, suddenly felt sleepy, and then subconsciously greeted...

Then spit out in one breath...

Whoosh...

The breath spewed out to the dozen or so divine saints in front of them, and then their bodies began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"Ah..." (Protoss)

"It's so painful... Get out! Get out!"

"I...I'm so uncomfortable..."

"Don't...don't control me like this!"

"Go away! Everyone go away!"

"My head...my head hurts! It's about to burst!"

"Damn! Damn!"

"My hand... why is my hand gone..."

"My boobs... my boobs... turned into big holes!"

...

The dozen or so saint-level cultivators of the Protoss couldn't help screaming, their bodies began to corrode crazily after being breathed out by Fang Fan...