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

Yuan Jiuxiang, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, said directly.

He could see that the Pope of Light seemed to be a little unable to understand people's words now.

If you don't say it directly, but if you are a little more tactful, he will be fine.

"What?"

"Let me die with that old fellow Motu?"

"no!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Impossible!"

"I can't die!"

Guangming Pope Yuwen Hanlin was startled, and then quickly shook his head.

He can't die!

What the hell is playing with a hammer!

When you die, you have nothing.

At that time, it will become dark in front of my eyes.

Looking at the past at a glance, life is hopeless!

This also plays with a hammer!

When the mentality is broken, there is no point in continuing to toss.

Numb the moment, let alone talk to someone.

This wave doesn't mean much.

What about talking here?

"so."

"Don't you have only one last choice left?"

"Go and bow to Fang Fan, or even... surrender to him directly!"

"Only in this way can there be hope and the right to fantasize!"

"Otherwise, isn't this just a way of thinking?"

"I have already said this to this point. If you still pretend to be crazy with me, His Holiness the Pope, there is no need for you."

"I don't want to continue playing charades here either."

"We don't have much time left."

"Obviously, after the Dark Pope Demon Tu has been completely devoured, it will be our turn."

"Whether you want to live or die is mainly up to you!"

"That's the end of the story."

"It's meaningless to say anything else."

Yuan Jiuxiang shrugged, and gradually let things go.

This is the case.

Many times, it's not that you can do what you don't want to do.

Many times, you simply don't have the ability to control yourself.

In the end, I still had no choice but to bear it aggrievedly.

Gritting your teeth, you want to vomit blood, right? That can only be followed by a spit to the end.

It's nothing, just a few slaps, that's all.

"me……"

Bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin was a little confused for a while.

At this moment, there is naturally some dissatisfaction in my heart.

But the reality is such a reality, which is already in front of his eyes, and now he is not allowed to be self-willed.

Obviously, he no longer has the willful capital.

"What to do... What to do... Could it be... Do I really want... Do I really want to surrender like this?"

"I am still the Pope of Light, I am the supreme Pope of Light! Do I need to surrender to my former subordinates?"

"Where is my dignity? Where is my countenance?"

"But... But Yuan Jiuxiang is right, this is almost my last chance."

"If you don't grasp it, it will be cold, completely cold!"

"This damn it all!"

"Why... why do you have to force me!"

"I'm innocent, I'm innocent."

"I... can't die now, I have to live."

"I haven't gone to God's Domain to take a look in this life, how can I die?"

"I thought death was very far away from me, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect it to be so close?"

"Whirring whirring!"

Bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin is under great psychological pressure at the moment.

While consoling himself at the moment, the brilliance in his eyes flickered frantically.

His consciousness was destroyed little by little, and he let go of those so-called dignity.

In fact, when you think about it comprehensively, what is the significance of these?

In the end, there will still be complete extinction.

No point, no point at all.

Sand sculpture!

They are all sand sculptures! All sand sculptures!

"It's a big deal, I'll pretend to surrender for a while."

"After this disaster is over, I will fight back?"

"Well! Then I will make that Fang Fan my slave again!"

"In this way, I didn't pay anything, but I found a way out for myself!"

"Yes! That's it! It should have been like this long ago."

"Anyway, my structure must be big, it must be big!"

...

A muttering voice followed, and the brilliance in his eyes flickered rapidly.

The more I think about it, the more intense this feeling becomes.

Following the devastation little by little, the feeling and consciousness are about to be sublimated in an all-round way!

Happy!

Extremely graceful!

As for the others, I still care about a hammer.

Small problems, all small problems.

While the thoughts are indifferent, the state of mind is also completely stable.

While thinking about it, the picture in front of him seemed to be being torn apart little by little.

Feel boundless!

Consciousness tremor!

"Let's go."

"Just do what you said this time, I bow my head!"

"You're right, I have no way out!"

"The pope who once stood high has fallen!"

"The dark pope is already decapitated, what dignity do I, the light pope, need?"

"At the end of the day, it's the greatest honor to be alive."

"I don't care...I don't care."

Whispering sounds followed, and the breathing gradually became even.

Bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin pulled Yuan Jiuxiang towards Fang Fan's position again.

"Good guy."

"Boy Fang Fan, those two are here again!"

"Their desire to form an alliance is really strong."

"According to what they mean, it doesn't seem like a joke."

"Boy Fang Fan, you'd better play it safe on your side."

"This is not right."

A whisper came, and the picture in front of him was being torn apart bit by bit.

Real and urgent!

Bai Piao stretched her waist, the current scene is quite interesting.

Fang Fan's current thoughts are not on these two guys at all, he is now thinking about the strategy against the enemy.

The pope of light, the city lord of the protoss, these are all things for the funeral, if you want to deal with it, it is actually quite simple.

But this Motian's body, which was seized by the god of destruction, is not easy to deal with.

This time, it seemed to be different from before.

Fang Fan has come across this kind of situation all the way.

But when it was dealt with at that time, it was basically casting [Rage God's Finger]!

[Rage God's Divine Finger] The divine skill is combined with Shangfan's index finger phalanx and a small section of the real god's bone, so the power can be exerted to the extreme.

It has a miraculous effect on those so-called true gods, consciousness, and souls!

But those are all things in the past.

No one can grasp what has evolved into what it is now.

It all seemed messy, and no one could grasp it well.

My mind is messed up and my consciousness collapsed.

"Fang Fan!"

"Please accept me!"

"I am willing to fight for you!"

"Fang Fan!"

"Fang Fan!"

Bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin gritted his teeth and yelled several times.

Fang Fan didn't bother to talk to him at all.

It even feels a little noisy.

It feels like there are crows croaking in the brain.

It's really noisy right now.