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

The bearded man Xiao Nanshan swept his gaze around, and then he whispered in Fang Fan's ear secretly.

When talking about this, his complexion was flickering, and all kinds of consciousness were a little bit out of control.

Fang Fan didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

"learn."

Fang Fan nodded, he naturally understood this truth.

People are knives and I am fish.

In this case, if you still want to go wandering, you can only say that you are looking for death, and you can't blame anyone.

When the time comes to be beaten to death, it is purely you who are trying to die.

Fang Fan licked his lips, his eyes flickered, and his thoughts burst out.

For the next few days, Fang Fan went out to pick blood sausage grass with Yuwen Hanlin during the day, handed in the blood sausage grass at night, and then exchanged for a little fire obsidian to barely survive the cold night.

Although this kind of day is a little numb, it is finally peaceful.

For the first three or two days, it was okay.

But as time went by, Fang Fan's outer skin had been frozen off.

The evil spirit of blood in the blood sausage grass gradually penetrated into the surface of Fang Fan's skin, making his entire face gradually turn purple.

After all, his cultivation base is still a little low.

At present, it is only the Supreme Saint Venerable Realm, and has not even stepped into the Semi-God Realm.

So resistance or something, some can't grasp it.

During the day, after Fang Fan and the others went out to look for blood sausage grass, the supervisors followed them all the time.

In the past few days, Fang Fan has almost explored the situation of those supervisors.

There are thousands of workers in the whole area, but there are only five or six supervisors.

The leader of the overseers is a pseudo-god, and the other supervisors are all demigods.

Just relying on these few people, it frightened thousands of practitioners who picked blood sausage grass.

"I can't stay in this ghost place any longer."

"Bai Piao doesn't know where she is yet."

"If you stay in this ghost place, you don't know how long it will take."

"You can't improve your cultivation here."

"And I have to endure the torment of the blood evil spirit every day."

"If this is the case, it will be difficult to improve your cultivation in this life."

"This kind of life is obviously not what I want."

"Change, must change."

"If there is no change, the situation will completely collapse."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thinking to himself, his thoughts gradually exploded in his mind, and the sense of rhythm was gradually revealed.

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

"Just now, you can't run around."

"After all, these supervisors have been watching."

"If they find out that I am going to run away, they will definitely not let me go."

"If possible, you can temporarily escape to the small world of Chutian Pavilion to escape."

"It's just that I don't know where to go right now."

"The current location is on the outskirts of the Black Forest, but inside the Black Forest, I don't know what there is."

"If you want to run away, you don't even have the most basic orientation."

Fang Fan shook his head and couldn't help sighing.

This time the eyes flicker, meaning is being completely destroyed.

The deeper the feeling, the more flickering the eyes.

Gradually, this mentality was a little out of control.

Although Fang Fan had the idea of ​​leaving in his heart, he hadn't found a good opportunity yet.

So it has been delayed.

On this day, Fang Fan and Yuwen Hanlin went to collect blood sausage grass as usual, repeating the work day after day.

Just when Fang Fan was concentrating on being a picker, Yuwen Hanlin suddenly walked over with an excited expression on his face.

"Owner."

"There is a colorful divine grass over there!"

"It's shining now!"

"This is definitely not an ordinary divine grass!"

"This is definitely ten thousand times more precious than the blood sausage grass!"

"Although I can't see through its grade, the surrounding divine power is about to be squeezed out by this divine grass."

"Master, do you want to do this ticket?"

Yuwen Hanlin approached Fang Fan, and then said in a low voice.

While speaking, his eyes couldn't help trembling, his breathing gradually became quicker, and all kinds of consciousness were expanding in an all-round way!

"Colorful divine grass?"

Fang Fan's eyes lit up.

Has this boring day finally brought something new?

Apart from picking blood sausage grass, is there any new fun?

Following the guidance of Yuwen Hanlin, Fang Fan came to the colorful spiritual grass.

It's very quiet here at the moment.

There are no wild beasts around to guard the divine grass.

This divine grass has seven leaves, and each leaf is different, presenting seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple!

Under the scorching sun, the leaves shone with a different kind of light.

In the twinkling of eyes, the consciousness of the whole person is completely destroyed.

This wave, I don't know what to say at all.

All consciousness is being completely cleared!

"Treasures!"

"Pick quickly!"

"Walk!"

Fang Fan saw that the seven-colored divine grass had matured, and then picked it in place with lightning speed, and prepared to leave here.

"What are you doing?"

"What did you get just now?"

"Hand it over?"

"Just now I seem to have seen a divine light flash past!"

"Is there a strange treasure coming out?"

"Hand it over!"

"Or die!"

At that moment, two men in uniforms of supervisors strode over, looking at Fang Fan and Yuwen Hanlin viciously at this moment, as if they were about to do it directly.

There is nothing to say between each other at all, it's just beating up, it's that direct.

"The overseer didn't come."

"They are two small overseers who are at the top of the demigod realm."

"Master, do you want to give it a go, a bloody battle?"

Yuwen Hanlin gritted his teeth and insisted from the side.

"no."

"We have been mining for too many days, and our bodies are still weak."

"These supervisors are waiting for work, which is not something we can fight against."

"And if you fight against these two small overseers, it will definitely attract the attention of the pseudo-god-level overseer."

"It won't be easy to leave by then."

"Be quicker."

"Go!"

"Into the Black Forest!"

"I was planning to leave, but I didn't make up my mind."

"Now, it just happens to help you make up your mind!"

"Otherwise, I will delay in this ghost place."

"So, there is no need for this."

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, his thoughts gradually exploded in his mind!

In this wave, the consciousness of mobilization is particularly strong, and the pace is faster.

The speed was raised to the right place, and immediately praised crazily...

Following Fang Fan's signal, Fang Fan and Yuwen Hanlin ran at the same time!

plunged into the black forest.

"Dare to run?"

"court death!"

"The grass slave has run away!"

"Quick! Catch it back!"

"stop!"

"Stop!"

The two overseers frantically pursued.