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

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, followed by his calculations.

Now his lineup is under pressure against two top demigods.

Against three... it's even harder.

These people must be divided.

Otherwise, it's really not easy to do.

Shoot the bird.

Now Fang Fan is the early bird.

After all, he did stuff the magic ladder into his storage ring!

Now these people are obviously coming for the magic ladder in his storage ring, there is no other reason.

This wave, the eyeballs are about to protrude.

Fang Fan's eyebrows moved slightly, and the current situation seemed a little delicate.

Although it has not reached the point where the mountains and waters are exhausted, it is absolutely impossible to slack off.

A little slack, and this problem will become a big problem.

The rhythm couldn't be stabilized, and it was directly oppressed into residue.

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, saw that there was no help from the Temple of Darkness, and immediately turned his attention to the side of the Protoss.

Anyway, as long as it can help him now, he wants it.

This wave of thoughts is quite casual.

"The Saint of the Demon Heaven."

"Can you do it?"

"You are a first-class saint after all, right? Why are you being held back by the insiders of the Dark Temple?"

Ouyang Tu curled his lips and couldn't help but sneered at the side.

This wave of sarcasm was in place, and he really felt that his face was dull, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his forehead was already in a state of blackness.

"snort!"

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite!"

"If it weren't for that, Saint Ouyang wouldn't even have a fight with Saint Yuan Jiuxiang, would he?"

Mo Tian retorted.

It was possible to become comrades-in-arms, but now, the acquaintance eyes are full of hatred!

I can't wait to beat the other party to death!

In this case, what else is there to say?

Just open your mouth and load it in.

It's nothing, and it doesn't make much sense when it comes and goes.

Seeing that these people couldn't figure out what was going on, Fang Fan turned around and walked over casually, ready to climb directly to the sixth floor of the Futu Palace.

"The first divine ladder appeared on the fifth floor of the Futu Palace, and there may be more on the sixth floor."

Fang Fan's eyebrows flickered, and then he reminded.

Now this farce can end now.

Constant fluttering is not good.

It serves no purpose other than exhausting the whole person.

In this wave, the rhythm must be steady, and the consciousness must be clear!

Hooking up to the desires deep in the hearts of these people can actually do more things.

Everyone looked at each other and felt that what Fang Fan said made sense!

Isn't that the reason?

The first divine ladder has already appeared on the fifth floor of the Futu Palace, what about the higher floors? Is there not more?

This pattern should also be unfolded accordingly!

It can't always be like this.

After Fang Fan climbed up, everyone followed suit.

There is no way out, even if there is an underworld ahead, there is only one way to go to the underworld.

All kinds of sensitive thoughts can only be collected at the moment.

At the entrance of the sixth floor of the Futu Palace, the bronze door opened at the same time.

Inside is a grassland! Lush prairie!

The air inside is very good. When you stay there, you can't help but close your eyes, and then slowly start to suck the air there, and your whole body trembles slightly.

As thoughts fluttered, the whole person went numb.

Very exciting and very real.

Graceful feeling, sweeping the whole body!

Gradually, it is indeed a bit uncontrollable.

There is no danger for Fang Fan to walk into it.

It seems to be walking, as if it is an outing.

Although the environment here looks very poetic and picturesque, everyone has become a lot more serious.

What I said before, I might still say a few words, but now I don't talk about it anymore, my eyes are staring fiercely, the sound of breathing gradually becomes rapid, and the tension is palpable.

Messy thoughts burst out in his mind.

"The quieter the place, the more vigilant you must be!"

"This Futu Palace is definitely a place for monsters!"

"It often gives you extreme stimulation when you don't expect it!"

"Oh shit!"

"I have suffered losses many times before!"

"Now... now I can't suffer any more!"

"Steady...Steady, must be steady!"

"You can't wave! One wave destroys everything!"

A chattering voice followed, and as his eyes flickered, his thoughts became confused.

His legs and feet were trembling, and his heart was extremely anxious.

Walking in this place is not enjoying, but suffering.

It's really a crime!

Legs and feet have long been a little inflexible.

That kind of nervous and urgent mood can't be expressed at all.

Instead, it was suppressed again and again.

Difficult... Difficult to go to the blue sky!

For this wave, don't talk nonsense, it's true to calm down!

"Brother Fan."

"This level... is not dangerous."

"Let's go directly to the seventh floor."

Xiaoxiao rubbed her little head in Fang Fan's arms, she enjoyed this feeling very much, it made her feel a burst of warmth.

Invisibly, my whole body felt much warmer.

The taste is very graceful, the consciousness is very clear, and everything is spoken.

Everything is proceeding according to the established path!

"No danger?"

"Welfare Bureau?"

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows. Although he felt a little strange, he didn't think much about it.

It has been said that the Pagoda Palace is very strange.

Since it's weird, isn't it normal for anything to happen?

Fang Fan nodded silently, his thoughts fluttered, and then his consciousness gradually cleared. They were all small problems.

Decide everything calmly!

"Walk!"

"Speed ​​up."

"Keep climbing up."

Fang Fan looked at everyone in Guangming Academy, and said immediately.

It's been long enough to toss in the Futu Palace.

If possible, Fang Fan also wanted to end the trip to the Buddha Palace as soon as possible.

"ah?"

"Boy Fang Fan, don't be so reckless!"

"Although Xiaoxiao said that there is no danger, but...but you can't believe everything!"

"Be careful to make the Ten Thousand Years Ship... woo... woo woo..."

Bai Piao wanted to say something more, but was taken away by Taishu Jie, covering his mouth.

This guy is good at everything, but too much nonsense.

From time to time, you have to follow the lesson, otherwise, you don't know the status of the person at all, okay?

Chi Chi Wai Wai, endless!

Too much nonsense!

Nothing!

The sense of sand sculpture is still being strengthened!

Fang Fan led the ten legions under his command and everyone from the Guangming Academy to sprint forward, and then quickly moved towards the seventh floor of the Futu Palace.

At this moment, they are at the forefront.

All of a sudden, many people around turned their gazes together, with a hint of surprise and astonishment on their faces.