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

"Um?"

"This...conspiracy?"

"Probably not..."

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, and his expression couldn't help but look a little complicated...

This...how should I put it...

Conspiracy is impossible Conspiracy, nothing is...

"No conspiracy?"

"Then what's going on?"

"More than 10,000 protoss soldiers, it is impossible to disappear out of thin air!"

"It's not one person, two people..."

"This is more than ten thousand..."

"This is naturally not to be underestimated..."

"You kid, tell me quickly..."

"What's going on..."

"If you don't tell me, how would I know..."

Xue Wanren gritted his teeth and couldn't help asking anxiously from the side.

"They're all dead."

Fang Fan shrugged and said calmly.

Xue Wanren: "???"

What are you talking about? I'm a little... I don't understand.

Just a little bit more clearly...

What do you mean... are you all dead?

Can this thing still do this?

Mental breakdown every minute?

What's the matter?

"How did you die?"

"How could he die..."

"More than 10,000 protoss soldiers, that's not Chinese cabbage..."

"Could it be that the true god sent divine punishment and triggered them?"

"If not, it shouldn't be..."

"This... there is a problem! There is definitely a problem!"

"Among them, there must be tricks!"

Xue Wanren said swearingly.

Fang Fan opened his mouth, then shrugged indifferently...

It's complicated to explain now.

"Simply put..."

"I led people to kill almost thousands of people..."

"Then the rest were killed by the star core cannon."

"Deputy Palace Master, didn't you also say that you heard several bombings from the God Race army..."

"Those few times, we were bombing those protoss practitioners."

"Is this explanation clear enough?"

"Shouldn't it be almost by now?"

Fang Fan shrugged, and then said directly.

"I……"

"call……"

"I always feel that something is not right..."

"You...you killed thousands of Protoss soldiers?"

"Only by you?"

"There isn't a single saint... No, there are still a few saints..."

"But no matter what, it's impossible..."

Xue Wanren shook his head like a rattle, becoming more and more excited as he spoke...

This sense of bells and whistles is virtually strengthened in an all-round way.

"hehe!"

"Just because you can't do it yourself, doesn't mean my apprentice can't do it!"

"My apprentice can do anything!"

"Teacher! I believe in you!"

"As expected of my great uncle Jie's disciple! He has the demeanor of being a teacher back then!"

"Not bad! Very good!"

Taishu Jie raised his head and chest up excitedly, and his whole body followed suit.

These words fully demonstrated the attitude.

I don't know why there is a strong sense of refreshment invisibly!

How comfortable is this taste!

That's how it feels, slowly getting the taste right!

"Okay... I won't talk about these..."

"You have tossed several times in the Protoss army, how did you get away?"

"Aren't those people from the Protoss all blind? Or are they all fools? In this case, why don't you start to encircle and suppress you?"

"Huh? Is this possible?"

"There must be something wrong here..."

"What happened, after all, there must be a charter?"

"I don't believe that these protoss are all blind..."

"Could it be that you can really hide?"

Xue Wanren groaned, his eyes flickered, and his whole body suddenly became ecstatic.

No...it's really not right.

The situation... there is a problem...

"this……"

"We hid well at that time, so we were not found..."

"Hmm! It just so happens that there is a space crack fault in the surrounding area..."

"Then just hide there."

Fang Fan pondered for a while, and then said directly.

There's really nothing to say about this kind of thing...

Directly show the existence of Chutian Pavilion Small World?

On the one hand, it is not easy to believe

On the other hand, there are indeed a lot of people here, so I can't say too much about this kind of thing...

Just say it a little more secretly.

Hold on to your mentality, and you must not waste your time!

"this……"

"Spatial cracks? Faults?"

"You guys are so lucky?"

Xue Wanren had a questioning look on his face.

But after thinking about it, it seems that apart from this explanation, there is really nothing else...

So at this time, although I feel surprised and confused in my heart, I can't say anything...

Just bear it numbly.

That's the thing...

"By the way, I remember that there was a weak demigod in the Protoss before..."

"I still felt that breath at that time..."

"Why didn't the weak demigod and protoss powerhouse show up this time?"

"Hey... It's also fortunate that he didn't show up, otherwise we might have been killed in this situation..."

"It's so difficult for us to fight against four quasi-demigod-level protoss powerhouses, let alone add a weak demigod..."

"A protoss weak demigod is to some extent much more difficult to deal with than four quasi-demigods..."

"These protoss are really difficult to deal with..."

"Huh... From now on... I really can't be reckless in the future..."

"When dealing with the protoss, you must be careful and careful..."

"If not, it is easy to suffer huge losses..."

Xiahou Xiaotian, the commander of the City Guards of the Bright God City, gritted his teeth, and then concluded from the side.

This time he really felt the horror of these protoss...

In the past, he was very proud, thinking that he was invincible at the same level, and when facing opponents who were also quasi-demigods, he could completely crush them.

But this time, he didn't gain the upper hand against the quasi-demigod of the protoss.

In the end, if Taishu Jie and Wu Meiling hadn't arrived in time, it would have been impossible for him to kill the quasi-demigod protoss!

This is not only a disaster for the light camp, but also a disaster for everyone!

The Protoss, like the sword of disaster, has always been hanging in my heart.

"Speaking of which..."

"I have never seen that weak demigod of the protoss..."

"Where is he?"

"Is it hiding in the dark?"

"Is this necessary to begin with?"

"If we were hiding, the chance of a sneak attack just now was so good, we could have killed us all..."

"As long as we demigods are all dead, our morale will definitely drop. At that time, no matter how many troops we have on our side, it may not help us..."

"It's really weird."

Wu Meiling, deputy head of Guangming Academy, couldn't help frowning her eyebrows. While speaking, a pair of white hands couldn't help pinching Tai Shujie's arms...

Grand Uncle Jie's body froze for a moment, and then he shrank his neck, his expression changed very realistically...

Fang Fan happened to see this, and was immediately surprised...

good guy...

The relationship between these two seems to have improved by leaps and bounds...