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

"stop fighting!"

"how?"

"Do you also want to create a wave of division like those foreigners?"

"Still thinking about making fun of others?"

"snort!"

"Let's see what kind of virtue you are before talking about it!"

"very messy."

"I don't know what it's like!"

Gu Sha, the first-class god general of the Protoss Tianlin City, said with a gloomy face.

With this first-class god of the protoss reconciling the presence of Gu Sha, Talha and Quaid naturally dared not refute.

It's just that at this moment, they naturally still look like they are not convinced by each other.

They stared at each other with big eyes, with an expression that I want to be like this, what can you do.

Anyway, it seemed very arrogant for a while.

Rhythmic, elegant to the extreme!

"Gucha God General, no matter what, we have to be careful with this Fang Fan."

"And those other aliens."

"In terms of strategy, our Protoss are like little white rabbits compared to these foreigners."

"Their minds are too complicated."

"If we can't grasp it well, maybe we will be defeated one by one by them."

"My lord, Gucha God General, for the sake of the great cause, we must not slack off!"

Talha took a deep breath, and then returned to that topic.

What he is most afraid of now is the pride and complacency of the Protoss.

The point is, now that you have achieved nothing, are you proud and complacent at this time?

Isn't this the old birthday star who eats arsenic - looking for death?

Nothing at the moment!

What needs to be done most now is to stabilize the rhythm and the present, instead of talking nonsense!

"Um!"

"I see."

"I understand what you mean."

"Don't worry, I will pay attention."

"There's nothing wrong with being cautious."

"But Talha, don't be too vigilant."

"Some things are best in moderation, but if you overdo it, you may cause yourself some trouble."

"Well! You should understand what I said, right?"

"I won't say this so thoroughly."

"You are too negative in your attitude towards these foreigners!"

"We are the protoss! We are the protoss who are going forward!"

"As a third-class general of the Protoss, if you always have such pessimistic emotions, what do you make other Protoss practitioners think?"

"We can pay attention to the enemy tactically, but strategically, we must despise these people!"

"We Protoss are the most noble existence!"

"You have to keep this in mind!"

The first-class Saint Gusha of the Protoss Tianlin City beat Talha and Quaid by 50 points each.

Nothing biased or anything like that.

Each followed a lesson.

Rhythmic, very real.

This wave, the situation has indeed stabilized.

As for the other ones that are there or not, generally speaking, the problem is not very big.

Basically, they are all within the controllable range.

Very calm.

The light camp split, and the happiest one at the moment should be the Dark Temple.

After all, they were old enemies.

Now that I can see my old enemy in such a state, it is naturally difficult to contain the excitement in my heart.

All of a sudden, the light in his eyes swelled up more and more, the sound of his breathing couldn't help becoming more rapid, the incomparable sound of emotion followed, and his thoughts fluttered in all directions, everything was silent.

This wave is indeed going to collapse completely!

Don't be fooled!

One wave destroys everything, and then there will be nothing left.

At that time, the era of comprehensive hip stretching will be in place.

In this way, it is too difficult.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's interesting."

"The Temple of the Alliance of Light is really a bunch of idiots!"

"If these two strong demigods can work together, they can barely compete with our Dark Temple."

"These two idiots are so stupid to split up!"

"Now it's not only a split, but the relationship between them seems to be very bad, right?"

"Our chance...our chance is here!"

"After that, all the treasures in this Buddha Palace will be ours!"

"Ha... ah ha ha ha ha!"

"Idiots! Idiots! All are idiots!"

"Laughed...really laughed."

"I can't...I can't, I'm now...I have a stomachache from laughing now."

"Whirring whirring……"

"Some... some can't grasp this kind of smile."

"Oh shit!"

"Why are there so many idiots!"

A muttering sound followed, and the laughter surged to the extreme. For a moment, it seemed as if everything in front of him was about to be completely destroyed!

Trembling heart, let alone talk to anyone.

For a time, the rhythm was extremely clear!

Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, laughed heartily.

Such a moment, too happy.

It's just that when he laughed at this moment, there was no clear response from the surrounding area.

The two closest people standing beside him at this moment are Mad Demon and Killing Shura.

Madman is the number one son of the Dark Temple. He has a very calm temper and only likes to fight.

As for the one who killed Shura, he was the king of the Shura clan! He is also a first-class saint of the Dark Temple, who was subdued by the Dark Pope Motu before, so he hung a first-class saint in the Dark Temple.

But his focus is obviously also on the Shura clan.

Relatively speaking, this Asura Killer is about the same as Yuan Jiuxiang, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance.

The will and mood between each other are quite real.

For a moment, the picture in front of him seemed to be distorted as if it was being destroyed.

Killing Shura, as can be seen from his name, was born for killing.

Temperament has always been very dull.

In the Dark Temple, under normal circumstances, only the Dark Pope Motu can call him.

As for the others, they didn't pay much attention to them at all. From his point of view, they were all insignificant existences, and he didn't care too much about them at all.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.

What is there to care about?

The mentality is upright, and the sense of ceremony is fully gathered.

It seemed very real.

Pretty much, that's the idea.

There are thousands of thoughts, messy consciousness, and extremely rich rhythm!

"cough!"

Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, was slightly embarrassed, and then coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

"Brother Shura, let's act together later!"

"If you encounter treasures or treasures such as divine ladders, you and I will cooperate with each other to get all the divine ladders!"

"That's what my elder brother meant too."

"Presumably my eldest brother has also told Brother Shura?"

Mo Tian couldn't help reminding from the side.

"Um!"

"Here's the divine ladder for you!"

Kill Shura said coldly.

The Shura tribe has such a temperament and such a weak mentality.

For many things, they seem to be extremely disapproving, and they don't care much at all.