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

Chapter 1570

"Damn it...eight hours and 57 minutes... the ninth hour will be gone soon, if the ninth hour is gone, then this Palace Master Fang Fan is equivalent to staying in the pool of faith for nine hours, Oh my god... nine hours... hoh... hoh... do you know what nine hours means? It's...it's unimaginable at all... this Palace Master Fang Fan will be rated as a ninth-level faith soon!"

"Hey...the gap between a genius and a genius is huge, let alone the gap between ordinary people like us and a genius, if you talk too much, you will cry..."

"Who said it wasn't...Damn...the difference is too much!"

"We worked so hard and wanted to last for four hours, so that at least we can still assess a level [-] belief, and then we are eligible to enter the Temple of the Alliance of Light and become the priests of the temple..."

"I really don't know how he persisted. Anyway, I can't do it... I almost threw up..."

"Brother, you are not alone... Who the hell almost threw up..."

"If you want me to say that Hao Zhan of Haotian Pavilion is really a bit clueless, the gap between this and Master Fang Fan... no... the big brother Fang Fan is not a little bit..."

"Who said it wasn't..."

One after another talking voices came, making the entire Temple of Faith lively again.

All eyes are on the last closed portal, especially as the ninth hour approaches...

"Hall Master Fang Fan...you are extraordinary!"

"It seems that this time he can at least be rated as a ninth-level faith."

"The next generation is terrifying! The latter is terrifying!"

Nan Gonglei, the red-clothed archbishop of the Temple of the Alliance of Light, put his hands behind his back, and nodded as if sighing as he spoke.

"Hmph! It's too early for Archbishop Nangong Hongyi to say this? The matter is not over yet, who knows what will happen in the end... Everything is unknown, maybe in the next second, this guy won't be able to handle it anymore , or he has reached his limit at the moment, and he is just relying on his faith to hold on, so that he can indeed assess a better level of faith, but it is meaningless if he damages his body!"

Cardinal Duanmu Ding, acting cardinal of the Temple of the Alliance of Light, was speaking with a somewhat displeased look on his face.

"Is that so? Since Mr. Duanmu is so swearing, why don't we take a small gamble?"

"I took out the five-star holy armor that Lord Duanmu lost just now as a bet. If I lose, it will just happen to be returned to the original owner, so as to save my love from Lord Duanmu!"

As Nangong Lei spoke, the smiles on his face increased, and the meaning expressed in the words was extremely clear.

"You...huh! I don't even bother to participate in this kind of vulgar gambling fight for the second time!"

Duanmu Ding's complexion turned slightly red, but he still had no idea in his heart, thinking that he would lose... He is not a fool, how can he not understand the twists and turns in this?
The ninth hour passed away quietly. As long as Fang Fan walked out of the door at this moment, he would be a real ninth-level belief!
The audience is sensational again!

Although I haven't even seen Fang Fan's face until now, it doesn't prevent them from being excited, as if they are the ones who are about to be evaluated for the ninth level of faith.

They will witness a history and a miracle!
According to the usual practice, if a cultivator of the ninth-level belief joins the Temple of the Alliance of Light, as long as he does not fall in the middle, he can almost reach the high position of a cardinal!
(End of this chapter)