"Ah... Great God Fang fan, I want to buy it for xuanyang palace. Xuanyang palace has more than 37000 examiners..."

"No problem! 370000 King level healing cards! Chenghui 1.85 million Shenjing!"

"Next..."

"Ten King level healing cards, Chenghui 50 divine crystals..."

Business... Is so hot!

Finally, Fang fan simply stopped the three legions of the emperor's Hall temporarily and asked them to help distribute and sell

The 200000 soldiers of the three legions in the hall of the emperor have all become agents in the twinkling of an eye

Only in this way can we barely curb this crazy momentum

Looking at the crazy growth of sales, Fang fan's smile is more and more

This is the feeling... Cool! It's great!

At the moment, the bright camp fell to the ground and felt very happy and excited!

The dark camp is a sad voice!

"Lord devil messenger! Find a way! The warriors of our dark camp have tried their best! But their pass rate of the first level is only one thousandth!"

"And those scumbags of the light camp can break through at will!"

"Now there are many of us who want to turn to the past!"

"If it goes on like this... The situation will be really bad!"

"Hey... It's said that the magic heaven Pavilion is incompetent. It's better to follow the saint heaven Alliance“

……

Complaints came from the devil Pavilion. Zhu Rong's fingernails had been deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, and wisps of blood flowed down his fingers. He didn't know it yet!

Slap in the face!

It hurts!

Just now he was still madly disdaining the jinzuo inspection of Saint tianmeng, which made Qin Hai dare not confront him! Think he's a loser!

Now it seems... The real loser is him!

They've already won! Nature doesn't panic at all!

"The examiners of the bright camp have violated the rules! Opportunists like this should be disqualified from continuing the assessment!"

Zhu Rong, the messenger of the devil in the devil Pavilion, rose up in the air and looked at Qin Hai, the inspection envoy of the golden throne of the holy heavenly alliance.

This kind of thing can't ferment any more, otherwise it will only get worse and worse! In the end, it won't end at all!

In this way, the dark camp will only panic, and the final quota will not compete with the light camp!

Once this happens, a series of troubles will break out completely!

"Ha ha... Envoy Zhu Rong is really standing and talking without backache!"

"We've all made God's contract before! Why? Now we want to go back? I'm afraid it's not so easy to bear the divine punishment of the gods?"

Qin Hai looked contemptuously at the demon Tiange messenger in front of him. He couldn't afford to play, so he wanted to cheat? What's your mind! Can you get used to such a thing? It doesn't exist, okay!

"You... Hum! Do you really want to recommend to the end?"

Zhu Rong clenched his fist. He wanted to directly order the whole army of the dark camp to attack, but he still had some scruples because of the previous contract of God.

If these things can not be handled properly, they will inevitably lead to serious consequences!

"Hehe! What do you say?"

"Ask clearly!"

Qin Hai skimmed his lips. Isn't this a scolding?

"Good! Good! Very good!"

"Hum!"

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, and then ran directly to the location of selling cards.

"Boy, you sold these strange cards?"

"No matter what price, I'll double it, how much I want! Sell it all to me!"

Said Zhu Rong, the messenger of the devil in the devil Pavilion, quite rich and generous.