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

Although this Ouyang student is a strong demigod, he seems very strong, but so what?

The basic combat power of these foreigners is very poor.

Their strong demigods are not too different from the weak demigods of the protoss, maybe they are stronger than the ordinary weak demigods of the protoss?

But these are not fixed, nor does it mean that they are completely irreparable.

"Our whole army is mobilized."

"There are two weak demigods, ten quasi-demigods, and besides that, there are hundreds of supreme high-level saints."

"With such a lineup, I don't believe it's impossible to take down this strong demigod!"

"Everyone! It's time to make contributions!"

"But don't hesitate!"

"All alive! All trembling!"

"Push!"

"thrive!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The howling sound gradually came into place, as if it wanted to completely wipe out everything in front of it.

There is a hint of madness and sullenness in the urgent heart.

Continue to stab forward, the rhythm gradually becomes faster!

Once these protoss cultivators in Tianlin City move, they will make crazy killing moves.

The second-class general of Tianlin City, Kuide, played desperately.

For him, if he could trade injuries for injuries and lives for lives, it would be extremely worthwhile!

That's what I thought in my heart, and I did it in the end.

In the depths of his eyes, killing intent surged, as if he wanted to completely suppress everything around him!

What I want is this crazy effect!

Stab! Keep stabbing!

The steps are light and the consciousness is surging!

Invincible heart, let alone tell anyone!

"die!"

"die!"

"die!"

Quaid, the second-class general of Tianlin City, took revenge on Ouyang Tu with all his grievances and anger.

He hadn't had an easy time since that group of damned foreigners rushed out of the west city gate he defended.

The city lord can't wait to have his skin cramped!

Now the reason why his head can still grow on his head is purely because the city lord still needs him to commit crimes and meritorious deeds, and also needs him to chase after the treasure!

If it wasn't because Tianlin City was surrounded by Huangji City and Disha City, and the troops were stretched, he would have been slapped to death long ago.

Quaid knew this very well.

To put it bluntly, his life was actually picked up.

Now that this time has come, then stop talking nonsense, hurry up and stabilize, and don't let any unexpected situations happen again.

Can't stand it.

It's really unbearable now.

When I think of the mess that may arise, I feel restless in my heart.

The more I think about it, the more I can't hold it anymore.

Facing the siege of two weak demigods of the protoss, eleven quasi-demigods of the protoss, and hundreds of extremely high-ranking saints and strongmen of the protoss, Ouyang Tu at this moment is also one of the first and two big.

Although he is said to be a strong demigod, he is currently under siege and has no power to parry.

As I watched, the rhythm became more and more disordered.

This mentality also seemed a little broken for a while.

There is something in my heart that I can't figure out.

His lips trembled, his expression was speechless.

His complexion was dark, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched to the extreme!

Next, how to deal with it is the most important thing!

You can't care about everything, can you?

"Damn it!"

"Too difficult."

"Everyone is like crazy."

"Go away! Go away!"

"Why bother!"

"call!"

"Get out... get out!"

"Don't grab me and beat me alone!"

"So many people, are you all blind? Can't you see?"

"asshole!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, had a dark face, and while talking, his face became more and more ugly.

At this moment, his eyes gradually drifted away, and his complexion was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel in my heart.

Can't wait to stab directly in place.

Facing the fierce Quaid, Ouyang Tu gradually suffered more injuries.

The point is that these Protoss people can't communicate at all.

They don't understand what you shout.

There are huge barriers to communicating with each other.

These protoss cultivators only know how to fight with their heads down. As for the others, who don't care at all, they just seem so invincible.

real, and clear.

The rhythm is getting more and more fierce!

Ouyang Tu is now calling Tian Tian Ying Da Di ineffective!

"Oh shit!"

"Good guy."

"Boy Fang Fan, this move is not bad for bringing disaster to the east!"

"Good! Excellent!"

"Turn the eyes of these bastards away."

"Let them bite the dog."

"We're totally picked out."

"Fang Fan boy, have you already decided on this idea? Have you already arranged it?"

"Ah!"

"No wonder I don't feel panicked at all!"

"I see!"

"I thought you were really going to be martyred!"

"It made me worry to death!"

"Now it seems that my infatuation has fed the dog."

"It's nothing. Your kid has made arrangements early on. I'm worried about a hammer."

"But anyway, as long as we're safe."

"By the way, teach this Ouyang disciple another lesson, this guy is too good at pretending!"

"I've seen this guy upset for a long time."

Bai Piao's tuberculosis attribute has never changed, and now he is talking, his lips are muttering, his eyes are flickering, and the corners of his mouth are raised suddenly, while talking, his feelings become more and more profound.

For a while, the rhythm gradually became invincible!

Very real, very clear.

"This... this situation is not bad."

"It's just that the price is a bit high."

"Fang Fan bastard, you actually got the magic ladder?"

"Get it in the Protoss?"

"Why!"

"It's a pity that Ouyangtu has taken it away now!"

"Sacred Ladder...that can create a divine path."

"With the divine ladder, even if there is only one section, it also represents the hope of becoming a god!"

"This will be of great benefit to your future path to becoming a god."

"It's gone now."

Xue Wanren, the deputy head of the Guangming Academy, was deeply moved. While talking at the moment, he couldn't help sighing from the side,

His eyes flickered, his thoughts fluttered, and his feelings gradually increased.

Not much else to say, this kind of thinking seems very appropriate for a while.

Extremely real!

"It's really a magical ladder, how could I be willing to throw it out as a bait?"

"Ouyangtu got a fake one."

"Now that he has endured all the artillery fire for us, he deserves it."

"It's because he's too greedy."

Fang Fan shrugged, folded his arms around his chest, and looked calm.

Fang Fan looked into the distance, those protoss powerhouses in Tianlin City were fighting fiercely with Ouyang Tu.

As for the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, Mo Tian, ​​who was standing aside watching the show, he had no intention of making a move at all.

When he noticed that Fang Fan was staring at him, Mo Tian's eyes turned instantly, his eyebrows jumped up all over, his eyes flickered incomprehensibly, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, and his thoughts were instantly disordered.

Unnaturally, Mo Tian felt that Fang Fan's eyes were very sharp, and he didn't dare to look at them.