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

Chapter 661 500 Years Below Wuzhi Mountain

Ao Zheng, the emissary of the devil in the Motian Pavilion, the real king and powerhouse of the Nine-Star King Realm!In the Sun galaxy, that can be regarded as a little prestigious, and they have always been murderous monsters without blinking an eye.

But now, this devil... has been deeply impressed!
Ao Zheng felt that, compared with the lunatic in front of him, he was nothing like a big witch, and he was not on the same level at all!
"Only a few thousand spirit crystals? Poor ghost!"

Fang Fan curled his lips in dissatisfaction, he even extorted [-] spirit crystals from the Ginza Inspector of the Holy Heaven Alliance...

The status and cultivation level of the two are similar, but there is still a small gap in wealth!

Ao Zheng blushed, and really didn't know what to say.

Nine thousand spirit crystals, are you still young?Don't you know the value of spirit crystals?
When the general rank nine powers were first established, throwing away the spirit crystals needed to shape the spirit veins and temples, there were only three or four thousand spirit crystals left...

Who doesn't offer it up as a treasure?

That is to say, there can still be some spirit crystals on the nine-star king realm true king powerhouse, but there is not a single one on those low-level existences!

Ao Zheng thought to himself, but in front of Fang Fan...he could only bear it silently.

It would be best for Fang Fan to completely forget about him.

"Motian Pavilion, the Order of the Earth Demon Messenger!"

"This thing is good..."

Fang Fan glanced around in Ao Zheng's Sumeru space, and took out a token of the Earth Demon Messenger, which might still be useful in the future.

As for the rest... In fact, it's nothing.

It's just some rags or something... or some weapons or something...

"It's useless for you to ask for the emissary of the earth demon, so give it to me..."

Ao Zheng showed a helpless expression, thinking to himself, why do you want everything!
"It's useless if I want it, even more useless if you keep it..."

"Anyway... it's basically impossible for you to go out!"

"Unless one day...you become my war slave!"

As Fang Fan spoke solemnly, the corners of Ao Zheng's mouth twitched... Is there anyone chatting like this?

"Your place...is a brand new small world?"

"I've heard that some powerful people can hide the universe inside! They have their own small world plane! I just didn't expect that there would be people of your level..."

After trying nearly a hundred ways to die, Ao Zheng suddenly became less anxious...

Perhaps he had already poured out all the negative emotions in his heart.

Everything seemed so good to him now!

As long as you can live, you are stronger than anything else!
"That... can I discuss it with you."

Ao Zheng suddenly looked expectantly at Fang Fan.

"Say!"

While playing with the Old Demon Messenger Token, Fang Fan glanced at Ao Zheng indifferently.

"You move this mountain on my back...pressing me...too tired!"

"I promise I won't shoot casually to hurt those orcs! Besides... I just find a place to stay by myself..."

Ao Zheng begged Fang Fan pitifully.

How can there be half a fraction of the seventh-rank power here, the style of the demon emissary of the Motian Pavilion!
"Wait for 500 years, let's talk!"

Fang Fan suddenly had a bad taste, and after saying a word, he went straight back to the Hall of the Emperor.

Of course, before I left, I didn’t forget to tell those golden-blooded orcs that I would send some food to Ao Zheng every once in a while. Don’t really starve to death...

It would be ridiculous for a real king to starve to death...

"2 spirit crystals plus [-] spirit crystals...a total of [-] spirit crystals!"

"Hiss... I don't know if these spirit crystals are enough to build a branch temple!"

(End of this chapter)