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

This wave of suppression has no effect...

Instead, he was so angry that his chest exploded.

I'm so upset...

"hehe……"

"I think, according to Fang Fan's achievements, it's not justified to add a little contribution..."

"Should directly double the contribution points on the original basis...It should be ten times!"

"That's how... to praise such a feat!"

"If your neutral camp and the light camp don't want to contribute this contribution point, my Dark Temple will pay for it!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Little friend Fang Fan..."

"My Dark Temple is thirsty for talents..."

"Especially a proud son like you, who never refuses!"

"If little friend Fang Fan is willing to come to my Dark Temple, I can guarantee that you will have a status not inferior to the son of the madman."

Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint of the Dark Temple and the president of the dark faction, suddenly stepped forward with a smile, his black robe fluttering under the influence of the hurricane.

While talking at this moment, a pair of sexual eyes just stared at Fang Fan, looking particularly excited and surging.

For a while, all kinds of words were silent on the spot, and the thoughts were chaotic at the moment...

The whole person, directly drifting to the extreme!

Explosive start, let alone talk to someone.

The stimulus is in place, basically everything is as stable as Mount Tai!

Stimulation is real stimulation!

"Why are you comparing me!"

Madman, the number one son of the Dark Temple, rolled his eyes and complained angrily.

He felt that this was a suppression and insult to him!

When will it be his turn to be compared with such a guy?

"Shut up!"

"If little friend Fang Fan is really willing to come, then little friend Fang Fan will be the first son of God in my Dark Temple! You should be the second son of God!"

"No more nonsense, directly suppress!"

Motian, the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, stared at him, and the madman gritted his teeth. Although he felt extremely unhappy in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he had no choice but to bear it.

That's about it.

Although Mad Demon, the first son of the Dark Temple, is crazy, he still has to be steady when facing the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, Mo Tian.

Motian's words shook the surrounding area...

This condition is too generous.

Exciting! attractive...

Thoughts, instant restlessness!

In the depths of the pupils, the endless light flickered across the board.

The more I think about it, the more excited I become, and the more I cross the line, the more surging.

Such a taste, let alone tell anyone.

I just feel so happy!

Extremely fun!

Takeoff TBD!

"I'm going... Niubi, this... the condition of the devil's saint in the dark temple is so cool, isn't it? Fang Fan is the first son of the dark temple? After a few years, he will inherit the dark temple. The seat of the Lord?"

"This... can this demon heaven sage do it?"

"Hehe... I'm afraid I can't talk about others, but it's okay if it's the Saint of the Demon Sky. It is said that the Pope in the Dark Temple is the elder brother of the Saint of the Demon Sky. ?”

"I'm Cao! Awesome Klass, what are you waiting for? Hurry... Hurry up and agree!"

"Why……"

"Anyway, Fang Fan is being squeezed out everywhere while staying in the light camp, so why not switch schools and take off directly there!"

"Grass! Really cool! Why didn't such a good thing happen to me..."

"What? Listen to what you mean, if it really falls on you, do you still want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

"Um?"

"cough……"

"Master, I... I didn't, I... I was just talking..."

"But Master, you... feel it for yourself, if this good thing really happens to you, can you not be moved?"

"Huh? Master, do you think it's possible?"

"When the time comes to act, you can imagine what you will become..."

"Hey... don't say it's deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, even if it's a bloody massacre for thirty thousand miles, it's not a big problem..."

"You scoundrel! Ask knowingly!"

"The camp of light is really stupid, such a favored son of heaven just let it go, so stupid!"

"Who says it's not... There is an extremely strong comic effect when you look at it..."

"Interesting... took off..."

...

...

The surrounding voices of emotion gradually increased.

Not much else to say, this time the feeling is in place, the more I talk, the more excited I get.

There are thousands of thoughts, eyes flickering, and this idea is bursting out.

All of this seems to be aimed at the president of the light camp, Ouyang Tu.

Basically, they are complaining about his ignorance of good and bad.

too difficult.

My mind is broken...

Just play around with all the bells and whistles...

Just looking at it gives me a headache...

This time, let me tell someone more about my thoughts.

Messed up...

Messy.

Totally messed up.

In my heart, the more I think about it, the more anxious I become...

Ouyang Tu's mouth twitched...

Although I am very angry in my heart, I still have to keep smiling...

mental breakdown...

But hold on tight!

All the fucking shit!

It's all because of Fang Fan!

Ever since I met this guy, it seems that I have been suffering from misfortune!

Damn it!

Now the devil of the Dark Temple still wants to win him over?

If this bastard really went to the Temple of Darkness, wouldn't his development prospects be stronger in the future?

When he arrives at the Dark Temple and becomes the number one son of God, in the future... maybe he can really grow to the point where he is afraid.

Thinking about this, being stingy becomes increasingly difficult to look at.

His thoughts were in a mess, and his eyes flickered to the extreme...

The posture of gnashing teeth is fully displayed, and the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel...

At the end of the day, one should fully grasp it...

Now all the focus is on Fang Fan...

Fang Fan only needs to nod his head a little, and the matter will be...

"Fang Fan is a bastard..."

"You...don't be impulsive..."

"Have your own beliefs..."

"Darkness and light...err..."

Xue Wanren, deputy head of the Guangming Academy, couldn't continue talking, and then couldn't help but sighed softly.

There's a lot of bells and whistles...

There is nothing to say about the next thing.

The thinking directly follows the comprehensive fixation, which is too difficult.

Thoughts raced through his mind, wanting to complain about something, but then fell silent.

His eyes flickered, his expression was indifferent, and he was nothing.

Is darkness really dark? Is light really light?

What is the position between the two?

Who can truly understand the relationship between light and darkness?

Isn't it clear enough what the current light camp and even the entire temple of the light alliance look like?

I have already understood, I am too lazy to think about it, just be completely indifferent,

"Teacher, you...you make your own choice..."

"Why……"

"Some people in this light camp are really not a thing..."

"Master's cultivation is just a little bit short, otherwise he will kill those bastards in minutes..."

Uncle Jie Du muttered, while talking, he couldn't help but glared at Ouyang Tu who was standing not far away...

The implication is obvious enough.