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

Cao Ji cried miserably.

If others don't know, they think that some kind of fatherly kindness and filial piety are being staged.

"Master Saint!"

"I failed your promise!"

"I... I didn't know what was wrong at the time. It seemed that there was infinite gravity on my body that oppressed me, making me unable to move forward!"

"But...but I can never forget Lord Saint!"

"Even if I risk my life, I will avenge Lord Saint to the end!"

"Fortunately...Fortunately, I rushed there at the last moment and successfully stopped that Fang Fan from letting this false god-level thunder fall on Lord Saint!"

"But no matter what, I am responsible for this matter. It is I who made Lord Saint worry so much!"

"This is my fault!"

"No matter how sage lord punishes me and abuses me, I can bear it!"

"Just for the sake of my sincerity, Lord Saint, please save me a dog's life!"

"I...I still want to continue to serve Lord Saint!"

"Master Saint is my God!"

"Master Saint is my god!"

"Master Saint is everything to me!"

"If I can't serve Lord Saint in this life, I will have no meaning in living!"

boom……

bang bang bang!

Cao Ji knocked his head on the ground with a bang, it was really hard.

This guy is also a talent! This makes you completely disregard yourself as a human being.

Minimize who you are now, and start expressing your allegiance as best you can.

Of course, Ouyangtu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, is not a fool, how could he be deceived so easily?

In fact, he was very clear in his heart, and he also knew what the situation was.

But obviously, people don't care, people don't care, their posture seems to be floating, their eyes are flickering, and their thoughts are rushing.

This is what Ouyangtu wants.

As long as the matter on the face is resolved, the remaining ones are gone, so naturally you don't need to care, and people won't care about your existence at all.

Is this considered a well-known feeling?

"hehe!"

"Is that so?"

"I thought Cao Jisheng was completely lost after being promoted to the demigod realm!"

"So, this saint still wants to thank you?"

"Huh? Because of your existence, Fang Fan didn't transfer the false god-level thunder to the head of this saint?"

"Are you still the savior of this saint?"

"Um?"

A cold snort came, and Ouyang Tu swept across with sharp eyes.

Cao Ji seemed a little ignorant for a while, and nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, that's right."

These words are spoken with confidence.

It's just that it doesn't sound very good.

What kind of things are they expressing among the bells and whistles?

Um?

Bullshit?

The sense of rhythm of bullshit is so strong now?

play?

Play around, what are you doing!

After Cao Ji just said this, he regretted it.

He's crazy.

He is really crazy.

It's overdone.

"No!"

"I was wrong."

"Master Saint, I... my meager strength is nothing!"

"Everything... everything is because of the blessings of the Holy One!"

"Yes! That's right, that's it."

"Whirring whirring."

"I... I'm nothing, I'm a shit!"

"Master Saint, please don't pay attention to me, just... just treat me like a piece of shit and let it go."

"It is already a great honor for the subordinates not to blame me, Lord Saint."

"It's a great honor for me, Cao Ji, to meet such an enlightened master as Lord Sage in this life!"

"Cao Ji must give up his life and forget to die, and serve the Lord Saint with all his heart!"

The body began to be normal.

Cao Ji's acting skills have begun to play again.

At this moment, in order to achieve a certain real effect, those eyes gradually turned red.

The trembling range of the body has increased in an all-round way, and the eager and surging mood at this time is vividly displayed!

Not much else to say, this kind of feeling is extremely vivid!

urgent!

And take off.

Invincible.

It's really invincible now.

The pupils completely exploded!

Who can I tell this idea to!

The urgency has reached the extreme, and now it seems so exciting.

"snort!"

"Stay well!"

Ouyang Tu waved his hand, and then felt the pain in his body. He couldn't help grinning his teeth, his eyes trembled slightly, his breathing gradually became extremely rapid, his eyes flickered, his expression fluttered, and all his feelings were expressed in silence.

Very real and very clear.

Immediately, he looked at the pseudo-god-level sky thunder in the air, and then at the invincible Pixiu who was frantically devouring the sky thunder, his expression gradually became extremely ugly.

This Fang Fan is very unusual.

If he wants to take revenge, it seems... It seems that it is not so easy!

boom!

Rumble!

The false god-level thunder in the air has not fallen for a long time, and it seems to be even more irritable!

At this moment, thunder and lightning flashed, and various thunderclaps rang in his mind, his eyes gradually gathered, and his thoughts were completely messed up.

He wanted to express something, but in the end he was speechless.

"That thunder group... that thunder group has begun to exert its strength!"

"Now continuously contribute more energy to the pseudo-god-level sky thunder!"

"Haha! Hahaha!"

"Good! Good!"

"The speed at which this Pixiu phantom devours the energy of the pseudo-god-level thunder is simply not as fast as the energy provided by the thunder group."

"In this way, this pseudo-god-level sky thunder will only become stronger and stronger."

"And in the process, this Pixiu will be strangled to death!"

"Good! Good thing! Of course it's a good thing!"

"Damn it! Boom you to death!"

"Bomb that woman to death now, and make that brat feel bad for a while. It would be even better if we can also blast that brat to death."

"However, if you want to achieve this goal, it seems a bit difficult."

"Hey, forget it, take your time!"

"This little brat is in pain, but I'm happy!"

"Cool!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, licked his lips, and while talking, the endless light in his eyes flickered wildly.

Such a gesture, let alone tell anyone.

A quick batch!

The comfort is gradually in place.

There are thousands of thoughts, and the thoughts are being stabbed in an all-round way!

The pattern of this class of saints is now completely ruined.

Anyway, he is also a figure under one person and above ten thousand people in the Temple of the Light Alliance.

Now here is relying on this method to gloat?

Not only does it look like it has no pattern at all, but it also looks really wretched.

The sycophants around looked at each other, then shrugged. Although they didn't dare to say anything on the surface, they still subconsciously expressed their own speechlessness and complaints.

I know everything in my heart.