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

What Cao Ji said was sincere.

If it weren't for Fang Fan's previous virtues, he really thought that this guy was loyal to him!

This kind of person who is good at judging the situation will not be too bad under normal circumstances.

"Um!"

"You just stay aside."

"As long as you don't release malice, you can live."

"I said!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, and when he said a word, his eyes couldn't help flickering with a different kind of brilliance.

Between the words, thoughts fluttered, and consciousness was surging little by little.

"Master Fang Fan is willing to accept me?"

"Subordinates...Subordinates are willing to sacrifice everything for Master Fang Fan!"

Cao Ji's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he had found a new life.

At this moment, his whole body was trembling crazily, and while he was talking, there were actually two lines of tears flowing down his face.

I don't know whether this wave was moved or what.

Anyway, this appearance followed suit.

Looking at this posture, inexplicably makes the scalp tingle.

Invisibly, it looks a bit showy!

"Hehe, if I remember correctly, this guy named Cao Ji seemed to be the dog next to Saint Ouyang before?"

"What? Does Saint Ouyang seem to have no face?"

"The subordinates you selected are not very good!"

A sneer came, Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, couldn't help but scornfully said.

"snort!"

"Just a harmless dog!"

"For the overall situation, it will not have any impact!"

"Okay! Stop talking so much nonsense!"

"A lot of time has been wasted now."

"Hurry up and continue to attack!"

"It doesn't make any sense to keep saying this nonsense!"

"snort!"

"It just ends up being very noisy!"

"Kill! Hurry up and play!"

"Everyone go together!"

"One hit kill!"

"I've waited too long for this moment!"

"There must be no more accidents!"

The posture of gnashing teeth was fully displayed, and the brilliance in the eyes burst out little by little.

Ouyang Tu is the toughest main combat faction.

In addition to wanting to seize Fang Fan's divine ladder, there is still a lot of enmity between him and Fang Fan.

Now is also the time to clean up one by one!

Thousands of practitioners are dispatched together!

Six of them are supreme demigods! Hundreds of ordinary demigods!

The rest are at least the existence of high-ranking saints and supreme saints.

Such a lineup can only be said to be extremely luxurious!

Looking at the past, inexplicably makes people feel trembling.

All of a sudden, all kinds of consciousness fluttered in an all-round way.

At least at the moment, it is true that some people can't grasp the rhythm of this random trembling.

In front of Fang Fan, he never cared about the so-called number of people.

Gothic Gatling machine gunners can naturally be dispatched at this moment!

The current battle is also on the verge of breaking out!

What should come will always come.

Want to hide from here? This possibility does not exist!

Those who have not yet reached the peak of the demigod state, but now they insist on running up to fight, to put it bluntly, this is actually trying to die.

Knowing that it is a dead end, he still has to tirelessly sweep towards this side.

Under the sweep of Gatling's Legion, a powerful demigod realm, all of these people were naturally wiped out.

Fang Fan is not a butcher.

He also has no desire to slaughter the sky.

He just simply protects himself, his relatives, his friends, and everyone he wants to protect.

That's all.

I just don't know why, but there are always people who insist on coming to fight him fiercely, as if they feel extremely uncomfortable if they don't fight fiercely.

People are bullying and coming to the door, what can Fang Fan do?

What he executed was nothing more than a counterattack in self-defense!

If this is also wrong, then he really has nothing to say.

"Ah! Don't! Don't! My chest... My chest was directly penetrated!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Fight! I will fight with you!"

"Don't...don't, run! Run!"

"These people are too scary!"

"My God! Why... how come here again! How many rounds are left!"

"I just want to live!"

"Why did I come here at that time, this is simply a group of demons!"

...

There was a burst of shouting from the surroundings, and my heart was already extremely anxious.

While roaring, the eyeballs gradually turned red.

Immediately, he gasped for breath little by little, and gradually greeted death.

The god of death brushed past you, and the scythe of the god of death harvested your remaining vitality in an instant.

Very simple, very easy.

After being shot by the Gatling Legion of Gothic Destroyer, the scene in front of him became much clearer.

At the moment, only those six supreme demigods are left, and there are a few remaining injured strong demigods.

There are thousands of people, and there are only a few people left.

The rest, all went to see the god of death.

It can only be said that this is their own choice.

If you choose this dead end, what can you do?

"This weapon is really powerful!"

"Existences below the demigod realm have no pressure!"

"If the Pope is not mistaken, this weapon should still be upgradeable, right?"

"And the upgrade should be those god stones? Or is it these energies?"

"That's right, this wave looks like there's nothing wrong with it."

"Heh! Hahaha! So that's how it is."

"In this way, many things become much clearer."

"Fortunately, I didn't let you continue to grow."

"If these fogs can unleash an attack of the peak demigod level, then we are really dead end, the one with no hope at all."

"As for now... there is still some hope."

"Heh! Heh heh!"

The sneer was fully displayed, and while talking, the brilliance in the eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, the editor was talking, and the dark pope Motu seemed quite fortunate.

This can be regarded as saving his life for himself!

And it turns out, they really can't wait any longer!

Now it has evolved into this ghostly look. Too procrastinating, who knows what will become of it.

"Is it?"

"It's a pity that you are still a bit late in waking up to it after all."

"Why!"

"Do you really think that with a few top demigods you can beat me?"

Fang Fan shook his head, then sneered.

Now if these supreme demigods want to escape, there is actually still time.

Now is their last chance to escape.

If you missed it...

Um! That would be considered completely sinking into the present moment, and then it would be a dead end.

This is no surprise at all!

This wave is clear and real.

While the rhythm was beating wildly, the feeling of bouncing was becoming more and more real.

Aren't the rest all minor issues?

"After this battle, there will be no more demigods in the major forces!"