Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Thousands of years have all lived on dogs!

"I'm the most unique one, can't I?"

"Do you know this?"

Fang Fan took out a gilt token and threw it directly into Yi Lingtian's hands.

Above the token, it clearly reads: Nine-Rank Power, Human Palace!

This is something that must be hit by the sky and cannot be faked.

"This...this is a power order..."

"This is real……"

"Are you really the Palace Master of the Ninth Stage Power Person?"

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh did you do it! the divine calamity which established the power of the ninth rank...the general real king realm can not resist..."

Yi Lingtian can't believe it now! The bare facts are before his eyes, but there is still a sense of **** in his heart...

It just feels too unreal!

"Sometimes, life has to be a miracle, right?"

"For example... won't the patriarch of the Wing Human Clan of the Eight-Star King Realm become my war slave at this moment?"

"I want to say that I am the chosen son of God, do you believe it?"

"I am born to communicate with the gods! The gods **** me! I have been practicing until now, but only three months!"

"Within one year, I will definitely be able to break through to the Emperor Realm!"

"Sometimes, don't compare with a chosen son like me, you will doubt life!"

The son of God abandoned, he was said to be the son of God’s choice by Fang Fan abruptly...

Pretend! As long as the energy is right at the beginning, it is right to flicker hard at the back.

"The gods... really unfair!"

"Since...Since you are really the master of the Ninth-Rank Force Human Palace... Then I have nothing to say!"

"You can surrender, but you have to establish a ten thousand race alliance contract with me! Do not deliberately abuse my wing human race! Do not deliberately use them as cannon fodder!"

"Otherwise, I would rather the Wings die! I don't want them to suffer such unfair treatment!"

Yi Lingtian's brows were almost frowning, he was very worried that Fang Fan would not agree to his terms.

In fact, Fang Fan really didn't want to listen to his continued nonsense...

But when he heard that the Ten Thousand Race Alliance contract was to be established... Fang Fan suddenly laughed.

It doesn’t matter if you establish a hundred of this kind of contract...

I have a system of antivirus, this contract is invalid for him!

"No problem, quickly build it!"

Fang Fan waved his hand and urged.

"call……"

Yi Lingtian was relieved, Fang Fan was able to agree to this condition, and it seemed that he did not intend to use the Wing Human Race as cannon fodder.

"My Winged Human Race, Yi Lingtian, is the head of the Winged Human Race! Voluntarily submit to the Human Race! Never leave! Loyalty! Never betray the Human Race! But the Human Race also treats us as brothers and comrades. For cannon fodder! If you violate this agreement, you will be punished by the gods!"

"Fang Fan of my human race! Agree to this contract to witness the gods!"

A simple small ceremony, random and simple.

Compared to Yi Lingtian's serious face, Fang Fan looked much lazy.

"Ding! A trace of supernatural power intrusion was detected, and the system turned on the antivirus mode..."

"Ding! Divine power has been absorbed by the system..."

"Ding! This contract will have no binding force on the host!"

Fang Fan stretched, familiar operation, familiar taste, the system is still so powerful.

"Yi Lingtian pays homage to the lord!"

After establishing the Ten Thousand Clan Alliance Contract, even if Yi Lingtian was not reconciled, he could only bow down and claim his court!

Originally, Fang Fan had planned a **** battle on this trip and planned to destroy his troops.

Unexpectedly tossing back and forth, but also a lot of profit?