Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Fang Fan suddenly became happy...

This is another village called Liu Yinhua Mingyue!

To the end can we win!

"Boss! Why don't you talk nonsense with this guy, if you want me to say it, I will hammer to death..."

Zhou Kaitian behind was so anxious that he could not wait to go up and do it now.

"How can you wait for the Lord of the Temple to act?"

Fang Fan snorted, specially using those virtual divine powers, and this time the Winged Races were scared to death.

The patriarch of the spirit clan on the side, Lingshang, had already fallen on the ground with the opponent's Fanwu body!

Too...too...too awesome!

The Lord is really a god-man! Fudge these idiots for a moment!

This is the patriarch of the Winged Race! The powerful existence of the Eight-Star King Realm! Actually, he can only kneel down in front of the hall master! Hiss... it's unimaginable!

It's so arrogant to burst!

In fact, Lingshang really missed it, Lord Lord, we can pretend to be almost the same! If you continue to install it, it will be a leak!

"Among the ten thousand races, there are more than thousands who want to surrender to me? Why should I accept your Winged Human Race!"

"Furthermore, it's a mere eighth-rank king state, the state is too low!"

Fang Fan said with a special surprise, and Ling Shang who stood by rolled his eyes subconsciously...

When Fang Fan said this, he wanted to defeat Yi Lingtian's last psychological defense. At this moment, his opponent was still very wary!

At this time, it seems a little impractical to directly use the high-level king's battle slave card to take him into a war slave, and there is even a risk of backlash.

By the time I missed the game, all have to be finished!

"Great Lord of the Human Palace, we have millions of sacred crystals in our Wing Human Race, and I wish to offer them all!"

"Our Winged Human Race has one main plane of Wingman, and more than ten subsidiary planes, all of which are willing to dedicate to the Lord of the Palace!"

"Just now Yi Lingtian was rude, please give us a chance!"

Yi Lingtian felt the oppression of boundless divine power, and he did not dare to move lightly.

Although the head of the Human Emperor Palace in front of him looks young, his tone is extraordinary!

Even the battle power of the Eight-Star King Realm is so spicy in his eyes?

Isn't this man's palace not only a ninth-rank force, or a senior ninth-rank force? About to be promoted to the eighth rank power?

Yi Lingtian felt that his heart was about to beat.

If they can really join a senior Ninth-Rank force, it would really be their chance for the Winged Human Race!

It was originally a disaster, but now it has suddenly become a great opportunity for the transformation of the Wing Human Race!

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, good fellow, million crystals! The Wings are so proud!

A low-grade magic crystal is equivalent to ten thousand top-grade magic crystals...

Millions of **** crystals are converted into top grade magic crystals, there are 10 billion...

All are used to buy promotion cards... well... you can also buy one million king promotion cards...

This is the symbol of strength!

Like the Spirit Race, if all the family members are added together, I am afraid there will be a thousand crystals!

Seeing that the momentum was almost built up, Fang Fan slowly began to move forward...

At this moment, five or six minutes have passed since the magical skill of the Desolate God was used. If you put it on again, after the ten-minute time limit has passed, it should be completely collapsed.

"Millions of God Crystals...Although they are not too many, they are better than nothing!"

"And...you are quite sincere!"

"You are now in the Eight-Star King Realm? Within ten years, I guarantee you will be promoted to the Emperor Realm!"

"Under my command, only the Emperor Realm can have a bit of status!"

Fang Fan waved his hand and said boldly.