The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 1528 The Last Lore
"what……"

"Ah ah ah..."

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts! Ahhh..."

Chi Lian, the red-robed dark god envoy of the Dark Temple, let out a roaring sound, and his whole body was in a state of extreme pain. While shouting, his whole body was bleeding profusely, and there were hundreds of blood holes on his body!

His vitality is frantically disappearing... In this state, it won't be long before he will be completely wiped out!

"The final attack, let's begin!"

"This is... the last carnival!"

Fang Fan silently raised the corner of his mouth, his pupils shot with murderous intent!
The sudden reversal of the battlefield here naturally alarmed the whole situation...

At this moment, Nan Gonglei, the red-clothed archbishop of the Temple of the Light Alliance, who is in a bloody battle with the deputy suzerain Zaku of the Black Sky Demon Sect, is completely stunned...

He originally thought that Fang Fan was in an extremely dangerous state, and it was a great gift to be able to escape. He didn't expect that not only blocked the fierce attack of the four-star sanctuary-level red-robed dark angel of the dark camp, but also severely injured him. up?Seeing that it is about to be completely wiped out!
"This son... the fruit is extraordinary!"

"How lucky the light camp is!"

Nangong Lei nodded secretly, his eyes full of appreciation.

The battlefield, which was originally in crisis, has been revived again at this moment!
If this trend continues, the light camp will win!

Tianhu Meier and a group of Tianhu cultivators, who were coming towards the bloody battle at the left end of the battlefield, showed surprise expressions on their faces...

"I knew it, you never let me down!"

"You are simply the darling of the God of Creation!"

While fighting, Tianhu Meier looked at Fang Fan, with more and more smiles on her face.

"Sky fox warriors! Keep killing! Victory is at hand!"

Tianhu Meier roared, and the entire battlefield was in a state of panic!
Some are happy and some are sad...

Seeing that the situation is broken, those who are happy will naturally frown...

"waste!"

"What a waste!"

"Is the red-robed Dark God Envoy piled up from the countless resources of the Dark Temple this kind of waste?"

Zhagu, the deputy lord of the Heitian Demon Sect, glanced at the scarred red-robed Dark God Envoy with a dark face, and cursed for no reason.

At this moment, his abuse is not limited to his heart, but also his verbal contempt!

While yelling, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching crazily...

So annoying!

A great situation was ruined just like that!

"Save me...save me..."

"Deputy Suzerain Zaku...save me! I am the red-robed dark angel of the Dark Temple! I am the spokesperson of the dark gods, you must save me, otherwise the dark gods will not let you go..."

"Don't...don't! Don't come here..."

Chi Lian, the red-robed dark envoy of the Dark Temple, was in complete despair. He let out Hestia's cry for help. How he wished that there were a few strong men standing in front of him at this moment, resisting these attacks for him!

He fears death!He doesn't want to die, he wants to live!

As long as there is a chance... who really wants to be addicted to death?

At the moment of death, the feeling of desolation in the heart is very real!

Chi Lian, the red-robed dark god envoy of the Dark Temple, glanced around from left to right, and suddenly felt dazed with his sword drawn...

The elites of the Knights of the Temple under his command are all trapped... and those cultivators from the dark faction in the Emperor's Realm can't block the knife for him...

Death is imminent!
He saw a colorful giant dragon rushing towards his position, and on top of the huge dragon, there was a young man in white robes, waving the holy sword...

(End of this chapter)