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

The corner of Zhou Zhi's mouth twitched, the envoy of the Devil's Pavilion, this is to kill him?

But if you think about it carefully, it is worth a lot of money, and this is one of the four emperors of the Holy Heaven Alliance! The value can be doubled again...

You can show it off later...

If he could find some weaknesses in her royal aura, wouldn't this woman have to be dealt with by him in the future?

Zhou Zhi, the god and demon messenger of Motian Pavilion, thought to himself, a wretched smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"Okay! This envoy will bet with you!"

"A million devil fruit is a million devil fruit! Who makes this envoy measure so big?"

Obviously coveting that wisp of the emperor's aura, but at this moment it is serious.

The plump young woman chuckled. Although she was contemptuous in her heart, she was too lazy to expose it, because all her mind at the moment had been attracted by the battlefield of gods and demons.

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In the battlefield of gods and demons, Fang Fan, who is in the fierce battle, naturally does not know that he has made a sky-high bet because of him outside the battlefield!

"Fang Fan! Die! This young master is the master of the dark camp Guishen Pavilion, this time you will die!"

A nine-star king-level true king level dark camp examiner charged towards Fang Fan with excitement.

Because he was the closest to Fang Fan, he was the fastest at the moment!

Seeing this excited look on his face, Fang Fan's face also began to look happy...

good guy! Another small vault came running!

With a wave of her hand, Caitlin held a sniper rifle, one shot...

boom……

The exploding cards and divine crystals directly entered Caitlin's Xumi space.

It can only be said that it is very easy to fight on such a battlefield!

"Young pavilion master! Young pavilion master was killed by Fang Mo!"

"Vengeance! Revenge for the young pavilion master..."

The people of the dark camp Guishen Pavilion swarmed up...

The battle scene was especially intense...

"Where is the brother of Black Tiger Mountain? Rush with me!"

"Brothers of the Swamp Clan come with me!"

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Hundreds of thousands of elites from the dark camp actually seem to be quite large in scale...

And the dark faction examiners who have survived to the present and have not been eliminated have more or less their own means...

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are all elites!

Six-star king-level practitioners only occupy a small part...

More are actually seven-star king-level practitioners!

Even the eight-star king-level nine-star king-level practitioners are not few...

Of course, I haven't seen a ten-star king-level so far...

But the nine-star king level is also very strong!

In some of the ninth-rank forces that are a little bit more cowardly, the nine-star king level can become the master of the force!

The surging waves of attack, the treasure houses that move one by one...

The smile on Fang Fan's mouth became more and more sincere...

He loves the vibe!

"Vega! The gluttonous feast is here! Get ready!"

"Maria! Take your army of little dark mages and Vega to start charging up and prepare to release dark magic!"

Fang Fan stretched his waist, and the light in his eyes began to flow rapidly...

This battlefield is destined to be set up for him!

Those who want to fight against him have only one dead end!

Whether it is an assessor of the dark or light camp, he has never taken the initiative to provoke it.

But because of greed, they came to the door again and again. At this time, Fang Fan would naturally not back down.

What he should do is to hold the sword of war! Let these people fully understand the price of greed with blood!