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

The dark camp suddenly had a noisy voice, each swearing, looking very unhappy.

The situation is clearly messed up!

Zhu Rong tried to kill the chaos several times, but in the end he held back...

He has to remind himself that everything has to be calm!

The current situation... he can't control it at all!

The dark camp is completely gone!

If he forcibly kills, it is very likely that he will directly arouse the rebellious hearts of these people.

At that time, the forces of the major dark camps will directly rise up... It's really cold!

"Everyone, you are all warriors of the gods of the dark camp..."

Zhu Rong opened his mouth and was about to forcibly play the emotional card...

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Take out the devil fruit!"

"Motian Pavilion is also a seventh-rank force, but it goes back on its word?"

"Can you become the leader of our dark camp just like this? Grass! Otherwise, let's do it!"

"Hehe... It's exactly what I want! It's better to follow the bright camp!"

"That's it! It won't be so annoying!"

"Spicy chicken is spicy chicken!"

"Just do it the other way around..."

The emotions of the crowd seemed to be a little excited...

At every turn, everything will be hanged!

"Who said my Motian Pavilion didn't keep my promise?"

"However, with only a few hundred thousand pieces of Devil Fruit, my Devil Heaven Pavilion will not break my promise!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came, and Zhu Rong's face subconsciously showed fury.

What the hell is going on here! Confused about him?

"Who is talking nonsense there! Do you really think that the angel of this day has no temper?"

"Humph!"

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, looking extremely violent!

"What? The envoy doesn't even have the right to speak now?"

"Zhu Rong Tianmo messenger is so majestic!"

A black-robed man floated in the distance, with an indescribable noble aura all over his body.

"Zhou... Lord Zhou?"

Zhu Rong glanced from a distance, and his eyes suddenly burst.

Immediately, he put down his body and went to greet him.

"Lord Zhou Zhi...you...why are you here!"

"It was all my nonsense just now, you... don't take it to heart!"

Zhu Rong took a deep breath and closed with cold sweat on his forehead.

So exciting!

It almost... almost got cold!

This is the god and demon messenger of Motian Pavilion! A powerful existence higher than him, the angel of the demon!

If this guy gets angry, he can be killed casually!

At this moment, I naturally dare not slack off!

"It's actually the envoy of the gods and demons of Zhou value! Hey... This is the first-class big man of the Motian Pavilion!"

"Even this one is here... There is such a big disturbance in the ruins of the gods?"

"Shhhhh...don't talk, just stay here..."

"That's not right... But I seem to have heard the god and demon messenger from the Motian Pavilion just now say that hundreds of thousands of devil fruit are not in his eyes at all... Could it be... do you want to give us benefits?"

"Motian Pavilion is all the way, are you sure you can give you benefits? Don't be a daydream!"

"What daydream? Is a god and demon messenger talking about this big thing?"

The appraisers of the dark camp were particularly excited, and they all focused their attention on this messenger of gods and demons. It was already very obvious what it meant.

Zhou Zhi, the messenger of Demon Heaven Pavilion, glanced around indifferently, and had a panoramic view of everything.

Facing the flattering angelic messenger Zhu Rong in front of him, he didn't take a second look from beginning to end.