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

Everyone around felt a little uncomfortable, and then couldn't help but curse.

At the same time, his sense of this Ouyangtu also became bad, and he felt that this guy was too crazy and stupid.

Put more pressure on yourself, is this comfortable?

Good guy, what are you thinking in your heart?

It's a flashy wave, which means a hammer.

"hehe."

"Everyone is saying that Saint Ouyangtu is a fool. Speaking of which, the real fool is actually you."

"In your own hearts, do you really have no points?"

"Saint Ouyangtu actually wants to increase the pressure, and then wash that Fang Fan out!"

"hehe!"

"This little pressure is nothing to Ouyangtu Saint, and he didn't care much at all."

"But the pressure is different for that Fang Fan. This kid must have been under a lot of pressure."

"If this is the case, I will definitely not be able to take the first step."

"Isn't there only a dead end at that time?"

"Maybe this Fang Fan didn't even have a chance to escape, so he was buried directly."

"Hey! It's too difficult."

"It's getting cold!"

"Eh? What's going on with Fang Fan? Why hasn't he responded at all?"

"Still lying on that armchair."

"It's a bit strange that it doesn't move."

"Good guy, what the hell is going on, I really don't understand it."

"Who will explain to me?"

"Explanation? What's there to explain about this thing? It's similar to what you saw, isn't it?"

"Maybe he has been washed through his brain by this strong power of faith, and died directly."

"Brain dead? Doesn't it look like he doesn't even have a breath of life?"

"Through the formation of faith, this can't be checked."

"Hehe, I feel that it is almost the same as I imagined. That's it, it seems quite stable."

"Invincible, after this wave, you will be directly invincible!"

"Exciting, feel a wave now, it's really exciting!"

"If this person is dead, what's the point of continuing to stay here? Wouldn't it be better to just declare the end?"

...

The hearts of the people who eat melons are very anxious, and they wish to end this matter immediately.

It's just that the current affairs are naturally not that easy to deal with.

The overall situation is still in extreme danger.

A little carelessness, the whole game is lost.

The rhythm can't be stabilized, and then the hips will be stretched in an all-round way.

The more you think about it, the more messy your thoughts become.

Ouyangtu, who was in the formation of faith, let out a heavy breath at this moment.

When the power of faith broke out completely, he also felt great pressure.

Once this wave cannot be stabilized, consciousness will completely collapse.

"Under this kind of pressure, I can support another hour at most."

"That kid, why didn't he respond?"

"what's the situation."

"Is this kid pretending in front of me?"

"Um?"

"I can't be led by the nose by this kid."

"I have to do something."

"Otherwise, something will happen in the end."

"Once the rhythm can't be stabilized, it will completely pull the hips."

"If this kid is dead, what's the point of me staying here?"

"All this suffering was in vain."

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, squinted his eyes, and while talking this time, his thoughts were completely flying in his mind.

The various rhythms are in place, and the sense of oppression is gradually strengthened.

Immediately there was an urge to completely sweep everything in front of him.

Such a state of mind, let alone tell anyone.

For a while, I really couldn't grasp the rhythm.

Once this rhythm is messed up, everything will come to an end.

"Your Majesty, Fang Fan is dead!"

"The battle of faith has already been decided!"

"Your Majesty the Pope, please declare...declare!"

"call!"

Ouyangtu took a deep breath, his eyes flickered quickly, and the rhythm gradually stabbed forward, as if to completely sweep everything at the moment.

Under the oppression of the heavy power of faith, Ouyang Tu couldn't take it anymore. When he spoke at the moment, his body couldn't help trembling crazily, and the consciousness deep in his eyes was completely messed up. He didn't know what to say for a while. .

All I know is that I pursed my lips like this, the rest is completely unconscious.

"ha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

"I'm dying of laughter... I'm dying of laughter!"

"Laughing to death? What's so ridiculous? Isn't that the case?"

"I can't, I really can't, my calf is trembling."

"Hahahahahahaha, Pope of Light, this...is this the first-class saint of your Light Alliance Temple?"

"Really... really funny!"

"Why didn't I realize that there are so many talents in your Temple of the Alliance of Light!"

"Faith is better than fighting the ground, saying that people are dead."

"I can't laugh anymore..."

The muttering sound swept across the room, and hearty laughter continued.

Pope Motu of the Dark Temple clutched his stomach and couldn't help laughing out loud!

The more he laughed, the more trembling his body became.

In the eyes at this moment, murderous intent flashed! As if to completely sweep everything in front of me clean!

Such a mood can only be understood by experiencing it personally.

I have to say that this dark pope is really humorous.

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing.

At that moment, Pope Yuwen Hanlin's face was extremely dark.

shame!

How embarrassing!

This face is completely lost!

At this moment, he was panting quickly, not knowing what to say next.

Inexplicably, I felt the black lines flickering all over the forehead, and the sound of chattering teeth swept across the board.

Mood, depressed to the extreme!

"Ouyangtu!"

"You idiot!"

"Fang Fan is just sleeping, when will he die!"

"Before you speak next time, can you pass your brain first?"

"Stupidity doesn't describe you anymore!"

"Idiot! Idiot!"

The roaring sound swept across, and the posture of gnashing teeth was fully displayed. As he was talking at this moment, his face turned darker and darker.

Thoughts exploded in my mind, and consciousness was stabbing forward.

"ah?"

"What?"

"No... not dead?"

"I...why can't I feel it?"

"He's obviously motionless."

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, opened his mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably as he spoke.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong.

Thoughts were stuck in my mind, and I couldn't express them for a while.

Very messy and speechless.

Consciousness is confused, and mentality is also a little bit collapsed.