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

Chapter 3822 You are the young master of the protoss

At this moment, a strong murderous intent had already arisen in his mind.

Fang Fan is like a peerless treasure.

Whoever owns it owns everything.

Since I can't own it, it's better to let this evil treasure completely disappear at the origin.

In this way, everything will return to the track at the beginning.

Mo Tian, the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, silently clenched his fists and fell into deep thought.

Since the win is not in place, kill?

Such thoughts swirled wildly in his mind.

Just for a while, Mo Tian couldn't make up his mind.

Because these things are so messy.

There is not even a minimum sense of order in the chaos.

Whenever there is a little accident, the rhythm will be completely collapsed.

At that time, it will be impossible to completely win him over.

In the end, he could only follow silently.

"Look again."

"Look at the situation again."

"The more you are at this critical moment, the less you can be nervous."

"The rhythm... the rhythm pulls back a little bit."

"This is the most important thing!"

"Um!"

"That's right!"

Mo Tian, the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, licked his chapped lips, then took a few steps back, slowly, calming down his restless heart, for fear that there would be any surprises again.

...

The battle is now starting with drums and gongs!

"Little Fang Fan, this is the dead end you chose! Heh! In the end, you collapsed, and that's no fault of me."

"This is the end of the matter, it's useless to say more!"

"If you choose to join the Dark Temple, and the bastard Mo Tian is in the middle, you may still have a chance!"

"But now this only chance of life has been cut off.

"In this case, there is nothing more to say."

"This is the end of the matter, tear everything in front of you completely!"

"There are too many nights and dreams, this saint is going to attack first!"

"This time, this saint will put an end to all of this!"

A dark shout came, Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, showed all his aura of a strong demigod, and immediately rushed over.

"Shen Qiu, Cathy, stop him."

"If there is a chance, kill it directly."

Fang Fan sneered indifferently, and no longer tried to hide it.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more.

The current situation has completely collapsed, and it is only reasonable to proceed little by little according to the established rhythm!

Shen Qiu and Cathy didn't talk nonsense, they jumped into the air directly, and attacked Ouyangtu left and right.

Ouyang Tu didn't put Shen Qiu and Cathy in his eyes at the beginning. Although he felt that Cathy and Cathy were both demigods of the Protoss, he took it for granted that they should be ordinary quasi-demigods of the Protoss , fearless.

Although it is said that the demigods of the protoss and the demigods of the allies have a huge advantage between the same rank.

But what are two quasi-demigods?

The three collide...

It was a tie for a while.

Even because he underestimated the enemy, Ouyang Tu couldn't help but take a few steps back in the air.

"Weak demigod?"

"The two protoss are weak and demigod?"

"Are you crazy?"

"hiss!"

"why is that?"

"The weak demigods of the Protoss, according to the information, are the second-class god generals in the Protoss, and there are not many people above who can restrain you."

"Can't you stay in a high position in the Protoss? Why do you have to come here to deal with all these things?"

"call!"

"What do you think in your heart?"

"Why are there all these messy rhythms in my mind?"

"No...not right."

"There is a problem! There is definitely a problem!"

"Fang Fan! Who are you?"

"You have a high status in the Protoss?"

"Otherwise, why would the two weak demigods of the Protoss obey your orders?"

"You are the young master of the gods?"

"Are you the illegitimate son of the lord of Tianlin City?"

"Are you the real master of Tianlin City?"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, stared wide-eyed. While talking, he couldn't help thinking about it.

While speaking, his lips trembled, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Excited, let's talk to someone more at this moment.

With a messy rhythm, I wish I could tear everything in front of me completely clean.

After a little bit of feeling, the whole person also fell into a gradual numbness.

When the mentality collapses, who do you talk to?

In the chaos, there is not even the minimum sense of order!

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, he had to admit that Ouyang Tu's associative ability is really good.

What's the connection? Can you think of this?

What kind of IQ is this?

Just follow the invincible, okay?

The corner of Fang Fan's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud at this moment.

Interesting, this thing is really interesting.

There was so much fun in it that Fang Fan didn't know what to say.

Bellows, chaos to the extreme!

Ouyang Tu continued to talk nonsense there, and Cathy and Shen Qiu would not be idle, they continued to attack.

The weak demigods of the protoss are said to be comparable to the strong demigods of the allied forces, but if they really fight against each other, they are still far behind.

However, the weak demigods of the two protoss can completely resist the strong demigods of the allies.

Just like now, Cathy and Shen Qiu, the two weak demigods of the protoss, directly fought against Ouyang Tu, the strong demigod of the Temple of the Light Alliance!

Circumstances are stronger than people.

The situation is in full swing.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten!

Ouyangtu wanted to sprint out several times to kill Fang Fan, but was blocked back viciously!

It is obviously not that simple for him to carry out his plan.

In other words, this road was completely blocked.

Look, hopeless.

The chaotic rhythm fluttered wildly in my mind, and I didn't know what to feel for a while.

He pursed his lips, and then curled up his body, appearing extremely numb.

How can a broken heart be healed?

"Cao Ji!"

"You bastard!"