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

Now that there are wolves in front and tigers in back, can you just mess around?

Isn't it courting death to mess around?

For the Protoss and the Dark Temple, they can't wait to kill their competitors quickly.

It's too late to hang on at this moment, how can you send him to your door to die? What do you think? Has the brain really followed Watt?

Yuan Jiuxiang snorted coldly, all he cared about was the interests of himself and his Feiyu Pavilion.

If you can get closer to his interests in this area, then you can say anything and do anything.

But if it can't be done, then there is nothing to say, and they will become enemies directly.

Once this attitude is manifested, everything else will follow in full display.

This willpower is real.

"you……"

"Yuan Shengzhe! This Fang Fan is not a good thing!"

"His existence is very likely to ruin our event!"

"Although they belong to the Light camp, you haven't seen what happened before? He doesn't have any sense of belonging to our Temple of the Light Alliance,"

"Once this kind of person gives him a chance, he may jump right away."

"When the time comes to seize the divine ladder, it might trip us up!"

"If that's the case, the situation is too bad!"

"Yuan Shengzhe, why can't you listen to me?"

"We must... we must kill this guy first, and completely eliminate these external unfavorable factors first, so that we can handle things better!"

"That's what His Majesty the Pope meant."

"Does Saint Yuan still want to disobey the will of His Majesty the Pope?"

"Yuan Shengzhe, this is no small matter!"

"Yuan Shengzhe, no matter what, I still hope you can think twice before acting!"

threaten! A naked threat!

Now it's undisguised.

He directly revealed this matter.

Even, the Pope of Light was moved out.

It has to be said that Ouyang's disciple Fang Fan's murderous intentions really never stopped.

As time went by, this murderous intention became more and more inflated.

For a moment, the infinite brilliance flickered in their respective eyes, and all the thoughts were silent.

Very real and very relevant.

"Her Majesty the Pope?"

"Stop talking about the Pope's crown!"

"I only know that His Majesty the Pope didn't personally tell me to cooperate with you in killing Fang Fan!"

"Originally, everyone is from the light camp. Isn't it good to get along well? What kind of split and vendetta do you have to do here?"

"Hmph! Saint Ouyang, I know that you and Fang Fan have a grudge, but I hope you can think clearly about this matter, and don't act recklessly!"

"This is no small matter!"

"If you have to take revenge, you can do it yourself. I won't stop you, but it has nothing to do with me."

Yuan Jiuxiang, the first-class sage of the Temple of the Light Alliance, folded his hands on his chest, with a calm expression on his face.

This matter has stabilized the rhythm.

The others are all bells and whistles, it doesn't matter, just keep a more stable mentality.

"you……"

"Is this really the case?"

"Yuan Shengzhe, I have always treated you with courtesy, is this how you want to repay me?"

"Yuan Shengzhe, His Majesty the Pope hopes that we can cooperate sincerely, and we can't make a mess right now!"

"Yuan Shengzhe, you'd better explain clearly what you want to express!"

The posture of gnashing teeth is in place, and the killing light in the eyes is gradually piercing in place, as if to obliterate everything in front of him.

So heartfelt, without words.

The feeling of oppression is very strong.

"how?"

"Looking at the meaning of Saint Ouyang, it means that the old man is not happy? Is it possible that the old man is also eradicated?"

"If you insist on doing this, I can't help it, and this old man can only fight to the death with you!"

Yuan Jiuxiang looked indifferent, who is afraid of whom? Everyone is a strong demigod, so the big deal is just a fight?

Who wins and who loses is not sure!

"you……"

"snort!"

"Unreasonable!"

The corners of Ouyang Tu's mouth twitched, although he was extremely upset, but since the matter has developed to this point, it seems that there is no chance to turn it around directly.

At the moment, I can only follow the silence silently.

Ouyang Tu glared at Fang Fan's direction viciously, wishing he could swallow Fang Fan alive, but it was really difficult for him to rely on himself.

"hateful!"

"Why is this guy so lucky?"

"Even the demigods of the protoss protect him!"

"If he hadn't been guarded by two weak demigods from the protoss, I would have killed him before! Why wait until now!"

"snort!"

"Now we really have to think about it in the long run."

"If something happens, the situation may collapse."

"That's a big problem."

"If the rhythm is messed up, there is no doubt that you will die."

"Just let him live for a while."

"When the fight for the God Ladder starts, the two weak demigods of the protoss beside him will naturally be distracted, and I will kill them with one blow."

"This son, you must not stay!"

"It will definitely become my confidant's trouble in the future!"

"If something happens to me, it must be because of him!"

"Um!"

"So, I have to be more vigilant."

Ouyang Tu is very clear about his calculations, thinking silently in his heart at this moment, his eyes are flickering.

All kinds of thoughts were condensed in the heart, and all of a sudden, they exploded in place.

There are thousands of thoughts, and everything is silent.

The number of people who gathered before the Buddha Palace was increasing, but everyone could only sigh in relief.

Blocked by this weird red light, they really had no way to jump over it directly.

During this process, there were indeed many people who did not believe in evil, and wanted to rush through the red light blockade and enter the Pagoda Palace, but without exception, they all ended up extremely miserable.

The most direct thing is to turn into blood directly.

There are also people whose spirits have been greatly impacted, and they are directly stupid.

Under such circumstances, naturally no one would dare to act rashly again.

After all, this is to gamble with your own life.

If you win the bet, you do have a chance to be the first to eat crabs, but how big is this chance?

No one wants to be a sword in someone else's hand.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The gathering crowd is getting bigger and bigger.

Although they couldn't enter the Futu Palace in front of them and could only stare blankly, these people still didn't want to leave.

They seem to be waiting for a miracle.

Many people even started to set up tents directly, preparing to spend the night here.

"Why!"

"What the hell is this!"

"Is...is this God's Relic clearly a prank?"

"How can you do that?"

"It's not interesting, it's not interesting at all."

"Really, one head and two big."

"Fucking around, the whole person is drunk!"

"Oh My God!"

"How far is this going to go?"

"It's too difficult!"

The muttering sound followed, and the sound of complaining continued.