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

Taishu Jie opened his mouth, feeling anxious in his heart at this moment.

Thinking silently in my heart, the sound of breathing couldn't help but become rapid.

The eyeballs rolled, and the mood gradually became chaotic.

Anxious heart, let alone talk to anyone.

So difficult.

It's so embarrassing.

From the perspective of Tai Shujie, he wished he could directly rush forward to bear such pain instead of Fang Fan.

But... But I just can't move my footsteps!

Difficult, difficult to go to the blue sky.

What's the next step? This is the key to the key!

Have been here? This doesn't look like that either.

For a moment, the whole person became extremely numb.

Then he looked at Yuankong helplessly, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Anxiety, helplessness, emotion...

"If it's really unbearable, Fang Fan will return."

"Don't worry about it."

"Observe the energy fluctuations of this pseudo-god-level thunder."

"In our big world, there are very few such opportunities."

"Take a good look, there may not be such an opportunity in the future!"

"Look again!"

"Gudong."

"It's good for your career path."

"It's also good for my enlightenment."

Xue Wanren, deputy head of the Guangming Academy, glanced at the pseudo-god-level Tianlei in the distance, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his face became flushed.

He clenched his fists at the moment, and seemed to realize something, that kind of feeling could not be expressed casually in a few words.

Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime!

"ah?"

"What is there to comprehend?"

"Deputy Palace Master, isn't this a nightmare for you?"

"Could it be that you are also concerned about chaos?"

"You...take it easy."

"Don't be so stupid."

Grand Uncle Jie looked at Xue Wanren's appearance, and couldn't help but care about him from the sidelines.

"roll!"

"Get to know yourself!"

"Don't waste such a good opportunity!"

Xue Wanren's face was dark, and he couldn't help curling his lips.

"Uh, what I'm concerned about now is where my apprentice will transfer this false god-level sky thunder, will it be transferred to the top of that Ouyang apprentice?"

"Hey, if he transfers, Ouyang Tu will definitely die. I've been annoyed by this guy for a long time. It would be best if he could be killed sooner."

Taishu Jie squinted his eyes, a cold light flickered in them.

This Ouyang apprentice relied on himself as the president of the light camp, but he did not hesitate to deceive his apprentice in public and private interests.

For Grand Uncle Jie, you cheated me once or twice, and Xiaoxiao passed away, maybe he didn't care that much.

But if you dare to harm my apprentice, how can you do it? Go up and beat you to death!

This feeling is understandable to some extent.

"Forehead?"

"Where is my other apprentice, Bai Piao?"

"How scared is this guy now..."

"Hey, I don't dare to come out to meet people now."

"Really, it's not necessary."

"Everything, take it easy."

Taishu Jie couldn't help mumbling aside.

He looked around and saw that Xue Wanren and Wu Meiling were observing the pseudo-god-level sky thunder seriously, as if this pseudo-god-level sky thunder was some kind of shocking avenue.

That posture, that expression, are vividly displayed, and this feeling, let alone tell anyone.

It's that real.

"What's so good about this thing?"

"Is there really so much mystery in it?"

"It's just that I can't see anything."

"Is it because my understanding is too poor?"

"Or, only the existence of a demigod can find some clues in it?"

Taishu Jie frowned, and couldn't help but fall into self-doubt at this moment.

Is it true that his talent is so hip?

Um?

It should...it shouldn't be like this.

Thinking about the fourth thunder of the demigod thunder calamity, that is, the false god-level sky thunder has been brewing!

At this moment, it is about to fall so directly!

The posture is vividly displayed!

"coming!"

"Someone is going to be unlucky again!"

"I bet one hundred fragments of the divine stone, this time the bomber is still Saint Ouyangtu. Saint Ouyangtu has cheated Big Boss Fang Fan several times before, and this time he must find it all at once!"

"I guess so, Ouyang is cold!"

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!"

"Hey, this Fang Fan killed Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, with the thunder in front of everyone. How...how can he still hang out in the Light camp after this?"

"Fuck? Hehe! He has such strength, the Light camp and even the Temple of the Light Alliance can't wait to confess him directly. How can there be so many troubles! I really think too much!"

"Hey, when the time comes, the Pope of the Temple of the Light Alliance may have to give way!"

"Furthermore, did you see Big Boss Fang Fan shifting the thunderbolt and killing Ouyang Tu? Big Boss Fang Fan just stood there the whole time, and didn't move at all!"

"Seeing is believing! Ears are believing! This eye didn't see it. Is this evidence?"

"This has been nothing but speculation, nothing."

"That's right, such speculation is meaningless and worthless!"

"Hip stretching! Too hip stretching!"

...

The mumbling voices around increased, and the spirits of the melon-eaters were not bad. At this moment, their faces were flushed, and they began to give pointers excitedly!

At this moment, the most anxious person in my heart naturally belongs to that Ouyang disciple.

Now he can be regarded as a god who can't enter the earth and has nowhere to go!

The powerful demigod-level sky thunder bombarded him before and hurt him thoroughly, so now, he still can't get up.

At a time like this, even escaping is an extravagant hope for him, it's too difficult for everything to be done now.

His mentality collapsed here, his eyes flickered, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Cao Ji!"

"return!"

"Stay with me!"

"This saint is afraid!"

"Would you like to come with me?"

"This saint will not treat you badly?"

"Wait... wait for this saint to survive this calamity, you will be my brother."

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

"Cao Ji! Come here and carry me on your back! Take me away!"

"Asshole!"

"Who comes and takes me away!"

"This saint will be rewarded a lot!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, was grinding his teeth, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching crazily.

While talking at the moment, he couldn't help but look around with confused eyes.

Whispering to himself, eyes indifferent, everything is silent.

How to maintain the chaotic heart at this moment.

Messed up.

The rhythm is out of order.

Mentality collapsed.

The flattering people who surrounded him on weekdays had long since left.

Running is the only option!

When the tree falls, the sun is scattered.

Who wants to stay and accompany him to die?

Don't think too much.

Cao Ji was the fastest runner.

After running very far, he scanned the surrounding area, making sure he couldn't see Ouyangtu, so he slowly relaxed.

"You son of a bitch, you want to drag me on your back before you die, you're thinking too much!"

"The bright future of labor and management is ahead, who will accompany you to death?"