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

Chapter 1972 The contract of establishing a god, establishing a state of life and death
The voice of ridicule is endless...

Now, Hei Tian, ​​the god son of the Dark Temple, has become the target of contempt for everyone...

After all, he is also the Son of God of the Dark Temple, and when he speaks, he doesn't care about the influence at all...

If you can't do it, don't say it...

I finished my big talk before, and now I'm about to play, are you scared?

"Fang Fan! If you have the ability... If you have the ability, you can change the conditions of your life bet..."

"If more than one fruit of God is found from you and your guards, then you will kill yourself, otherwise...I will kill myself, how about it?"

"Hehe... You can't be afraid because you are timid, right?"

"Or are you just deceiving everyone from the beginning to the end?"

"I already understood everything, so you are such a person!"

"Pathetic! Ridiculous!"

"I can see it completely, but you are still cowardly..."

"If you really have a clear conscience, you can gamble!"

"dare!"

Hei Tian, ​​son of the Dark Temple, continued to shout.

While talking at this moment, his mind gradually churned, his eyes frantically scanned the surroundings, the purpose was to stimulate Fang Fan...

Fang Fan remained unmoved by the inferior aggressive method...

Fang Fan never cared about this, but if he could get rid of this annoying fly, Fang Fan would still be happy...

Buzzing here all the time, I feel my head bursting for no reason...

"Brother Fang Fan, the god son of the dark temple broke his promise first, we don't need to talk to him at all!"

"There's no need to explain anything to him!"

Dong Guoshuo, the saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, stood by Fang Fan's side, and then said softly.

He wanted to pull Fang Fan back directly, so as not to be framed in one way or another.

"Brother Dongguo, I have a clear conscience, why should I care about the clamor of those young people?"

"However, if some people insist on seeking death, I can help them!"

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised silently, a murderous intent flickered in his eyes, and he walked forward indifferently.

"Establish the contract of the gods! Establish a life and death certificate! Swear in the name of the temple!"

"Those who break the contract, their souls will fall into the boundless hell, and their bodies will disappear in smoke! Eternal life will never be reborn!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, and while talking, his thoughts gradually boiled, as if he wanted to burn everything!
The shocking feeling is revealed, and there is quite a frightening feeling.

Hei Xia, the son of the God of Darkness Temple, retreated a few steps in consciousness, with a look of panic on his face...

You must know that everything he said before is speculation... Although this kind of speculation has a high probability, what if... what if something happens...

Heitian, the god son of the Dark Temple, silently clenched his fists, and streams of cold sweat gradually leaked out from his forehead. At this moment, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his trembling body showed the uneasiness in his heart...

At this moment, all the cultivators around saw the appearance of Hei Tian, ​​the god son of the dark temple, and immediately started to laugh...

"It's really mud that can't support the wall... He made the rules himself, and now he's cowarded again? Counseled once, and then a second time? Why do I find it so funny?"

"Hehe... Who said no, this guy's head is a little abnormal, I want to laugh when I see it!"

"It's ridiculous! It's despicable!"

"Is there really no one in the Dark Temple? Can such a person be pushed out to be the Son of God? Don't be ridiculous, okay?"

"Hehe, at this moment, I just want to spit out a wave..."

"If you're really scared, go back quickly!"

"Disgraceful thing!"

(End of this chapter)