Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

One after another shocking sound came, and the faces of the melon-eating crowd gradually showed envy and jealousy.

The top of the sword mound represents a higher-level divine sword!

At present, how many people can remain indifferent to Divine Sword?

The only thing that can be done is bloodbath on the spot! It's the fight to the end! It is to try to get a higher-level Divine Sword as much as possible!

But obviously, there are always various deviations between reality and dreams.

Without enough power and capital, if you want to continue to charge forward, that is a dead end! There is no such possibility at all.

Above the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb... Fang Fan's eyes scanned the surroundings silently, and the most powerful Sword Life, who had been clamoring before, was still struggling to climb, like a madman.

On the contrary, Sikong Yuxin from the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce climbed up casually, and seemed to be more casual from beginning to end...

The speed is only behind Fang Fan.

"Miss Sikong..."

Fang Fan walked up to him silently and said hello, because Sikong Yuxin had taken the initiative to greet him a lot before, and Fang Fan felt that he should express it as well.

"Humph! Are you Fang Fan?"

"Interesting...interesting..."

Sikong Yuxin licked his lips and looked at Fang Fan with great interest, the expression on his face was extremely indifferent from beginning to end...

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong...

So indifferent!

So much change in temperament in a short period of time?

Fang Fan frowned secretly, Sikong Yuxin was gentle and kind, and always liked to smile when he talked...

But this one in front of him is not an exaggeration to say that he is as cold as frost.

It was as if someone owed her a million and eight million star cores.

"You're not Miss Sikong, who are you?"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes with a stern look on his face!

"Humph! Who said I'm not Sikong Yuxin? I am!"

"You, a person who is spurned by the true god, dare to question this goddess!"

"Ridiculous! How ridiculous!"

Sikong Yuxin suddenly sneered a few times with a look of disdain on his face.

Fang Fan's complexion suddenly changed...

goddess? Self-proclaimed goddess? Does she know something? True God spurned? How did she know?

Could it be that when the little golden dragon and the three-headed dog of hell crossed the emperor's catastrophe, she found some clues? "

"If this is the case, there will be a lot of tricks in here!"

"The identity of this goddess... is suspicious again!"

"Is there an inextricable connection between her and the so-called true god?"

"Or maybe she knows which true god is targeting me?"

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, and infinite curiosity filled his heart...

For a long time, the existence of the black hand behind the scenes made him extremely angry!

I tried to find it again and again, but it ended without a hitch... Even, there was no direction at all!

Because the black hand behind the scenes is very likely to be the true god at the end of the heavens!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I'm up!"

"I'm up!"

"I am a genius!"

"I am the genius of the Tianjian Palace! I am the strongest genius among the swordsmen!"

"The seventh floor of the Sword Tomb! What's so amazing! I can too!"

"Fang Fan! Fang Fan! Now... now it's time to compete! Come on! Go on!"

"puff……"

"Huhuhu..."

Just as Fang Fan was thinking, a roar came, and I saw that the young palace master Jianming of Tianjian Palace climbed up with blood on his face, blood all over his body...

While talking, he was spitting out blood, which looked extremely miserable!

Even in this state, you still have to keep screaming.