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

Chapter 4004 I only target you

Who knows how long this Buddha Palace has existed.

A little more security awareness, it's okay.

After all the fiery red beetles were wiped out, at a glance, the corpses of those fiery red beetles had completely connected the fifth and sixth floors of the Pagoda Palace.

The staircase built entirely from corpses looks a bit Victorian.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to climb up directly for a while.

Afraid it was another conspiracy.

This wave is indeed fearful.

I have been cheated too many times in this Buddha Palace.

Gradually, a deep shadow has been left in this heart.

Looking at this thing now, my body can't help but sway.

The extremely trembling heart gradually became numb.

The more I think about it, the more trembling my mind becomes, and the messier my thoughts become.

"Boy Fang Fan."

"If this is going up, is it considered climbing on a flesh and blood corpse?"

"It always feels a little creepy."

"Although this bug is annoying, it is still a living thing after all!"

"If you kill them, you will kill them, let them die and not rest in peace!"

"Hey! This is too inappropriate!"

"This is too difficult!"

...

Bai Piao didn't know if he really had that benevolent heart in his prudence, but he was still feeling sad for those bugs at this moment.

Fang Fan shook his head and sighed silently.

Bells!

I don't know what tossing about!

It's a mess, without even a sense of proportion and restraint.

Chaos and disorder!

"We've come to this point, besides going up to have a look, is there any other option?"

"Anyway, there is no way out."

"At the moment, there is only one way to go to the dark."

Fang Fan licked his chapped lips, looked up at the sky, his thoughts were racing.

What is there at the top?

Originally, hundreds of thousands of people entered the Pagoda Palace.

When entering the fifth floor, there are actually several thousand people.

But after a wave of clashes of fiery red beetles, only a thousand or so people remained!

The light camp, the dark camp, the neutral camp, plus the Protoss...

The remaining numbers of the four major forces are relatively average.

Of course, at this time, the 100 members of Fang Fan's top ten legions plus the almost 100 members of Guangming Academy, the two hundred members seemed rather abrupt.

In the past, if you were among hundreds of thousands of people, the attention was not so strong, and it felt like that.

But now the number of cultivators of all major forces is decreasing sharply, but the situation of Fang Fan's sharp decrease is much better!

Especially those elites under Fang Fan's command, it seems that none of them are injured?

When there were hundreds of thousands of people around, they didn't feel that Fang Fan's existence was a great hidden danger. Now that it gradually became clear, the sense of hidden danger has strengthened too much.

"Tigers are a problem!"

"Why!"

"We've reached this point, there's nothing we can do!"

"It's cold! It's really cold!"

"This... what is this all about!"

"I told you a long time ago that Fang Fan will be your biggest competitor in the future!"

"What about you? I don't believe it!"

"Everyone wants to preserve their strength, and everyone wants to make a profit!"

"Hehe! Hehehe! How are you doing now? Are you in the set?"

"That's all I'm going to say today. There's only one winner in this trip to the Futu Palace, and that's Fang Fan!"

"All the divine ladders will also be taken away by him, so you can follow with tears in your eyes!"

"With you idiots, there is really no way to talk!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, couldn't help cursing.

At this moment, it is aimed at those supreme demigods present here!

One counts as one, all of them are idiots!

How stupid!

I have never seen such a fool!

Ouyang Tu felt that among so many demigods present, he was the only one with a slightly better brain.

For the rest of these people, one counts as one, and they are all fucking not top dragons!

When swearing, Ouyang Tu was naturally targeted.

At this moment, he was glaring viciously at Yuan Jiuxiang, another first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, and he felt that this bastard ruined his own affairs!

As long as he is smarter, as long as he is obedient, why did he bother this matter to this extent.

Going back and forth, is it really endless?

Do you have to follow Pu Leng here?

Sand sculpture?

My mind is broken!

"Ouyangtu, don't blame Sang and scold Huai!"

"If you want to target me, just say it straight, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

"This saint just sees you unhappy, just doesn't want to obey your orders, what's wrong?"

"Do you really think you are a character?"

"Not even a little self-knowledge, so much nonsense?"

"Give you a face?"

"damn thing!"

"You're not the only one who can curse!"

Yuan Jiuxiang's face was dark. He usually doesn't scold others easily. After all, he has reached this position, and he needs to have a pattern and image.

But today he really couldn't hold back!

He was so angry that his brain was shaking, and he was speechless.

Sand sculpture!

All sand sculptures!

If you have the ability, just fight right away?

Beat you bloody!

"hehe!"

"Actually, if you have the idea to kill Fang Fan, a competitor, it may not be impossible."

"As long as you operate well, there are actually opportunities."

"The key depends on how you want to operate."

As his eyes flickered, his thoughts wandered in place.

Motian, the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, wanted to come over and get involved again.

At this moment, the changing expression is very real.

"Sage of the Demon Heaven, are you sure? If I attack Fang Fan, will your Dark Temple be willing to attack? There are two supreme demigods in your Dark Temple..."

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, his eyes lit up, and he was no longer sleepy at the moment. He was licking his lips at this moment, his expression was unpredictable, his thoughts were flying, and his steps gradually became much faster.

"Um!"

"I'm sure I'm fine..."

"If you kill the Asura Saint..."

The corner of Mo Tian's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but glanced at Mo Tian's position, his expression seemed a bit complicated, his thoughts were wandering, and his consciousness seemed a little unconscious.

This thing has a big problem.

"You can't deal with Fang Fan."

"Otherwise I'll kill you."

"I only target you."

Killing Shura, the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, raised his bloody eyes to look at Mo Tian, and then said coldly.

Mo Tian: "???"

He was stunned at the moment!

Grass!

What the hell!

what do you mean?

Oh shit!

Is this... threatening me? Coerce me?