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

Chapter 1937 Opportunity Gone

Opening the way with the major legions is basically running amok!
After a wave of fighting, the battle is unparalleled!

Fang Fan secretly squinted his eyes, and his thoughts gradually boiled over!

It's time to end it all!
The time to fight will bring it all to an end!

Dark Temple, Zhengyi Divine Sect, Pure Yang Kingdom...

Although their military strength has a certain advantage at this moment, they can't stop showing signs of retreat.

They really wanted to have a big fight with Fang Fan in one go, but it's a pity that the best opportunity has been lost!

At this moment, they have completely become the turtle in the urn!
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes secretly, all kinds of thoughts were boiling in his mind, and the smiles on the corners of his mouth inexplicably increased!

In this battle, our side is in an absolute advantage!
"I can't hold it anymore! Brothers! Run away!"

"Huh... that army under Fang Fan's command is too strong, damn it... there are not many people, but each one is more perverted!"

"Grass... Who says it's not! Get out of the way, I'm going to slip..."

"If you want to continue to die, I won't stop you, but I don't want to accompany you to the end of the world!"

"Not to mention anything else, keeping my life is the most important thing, as for the others, it's useless!"

"The fruits of gods and the fruits of demons have nothing to do with me. These are all contested by the sons and daughters of gods. Anyway, it is impossible to share them with us in the end. Why bother to fight for them and ruin my own life? It's not worth it...it's not worth it!"

"run!"

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The big picture is set!

When the idea of ​​collapse has been formed, it is completely unable to collapse!
The speed of everyone running away became faster and faster, their eyes gradually became extremely sharp, and all kinds of feelings were extremely profound!

At this moment, one by one began to gasp, and each had a deep feeling!

Escaping seemed to be the only option!

Whether it is the Dark Temple, the Zhengyi Divine Sect, or the Pure Yang Kingdom...

Their practitioners and the army fled at the same time as if they had agreed at the same time!At the same time escape from this land of right and wrong!

What emerges from their pupils is the longing for life!

"Don't run away!"

"Who told you to escape!"

"Did you all take the order of the Son of God as a deaf ear?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

"Bastard! Are you going to rebel?"

"I told you to stop fleeing! Give it to me! Kill Fang Fan! Take the fruit of God! We still have a chance! We still have a chance to fight back!"

Heitian, the god son of the Dark Temple, let out a roar, he was naturally unwilling to fail like this, how much he wanted to make this last fight!
Just looking at it all together, he thought too much about all of this...

The so-called last-ditch effort never had any effect!

Because no one will follow his command anymore!

Even if he put a sharp sword on the necks of these dark temple practitioners, they still wouldn't stop running...

Even, she grinned her teeth and pretended to pounce directly...

The current situation has become extremely solemn!
"There is no chance..."

"Falling like a mountain!"

"Why...why is that Fang Fan always taking the lead!"

"I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced!"

"You bunch of trash! Every one of you knows that you are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Look at how this Son of God killed Fang Fan directly!"

Heitian, the son of the Dark Temple, looked confident, and immediately held a long sword in his hand. He swung the long sword rapidly in the air, and the silver sword lights flickered. It seemed that he still had some momentum...

(End of this chapter)