Chapter 1325: Invalid card

As for Fang Fan, he took Galen, Weijia, Yun Xiaoxiao, and Nie Yan to continue charging toward the eighth floor of the sword grave!
Galen has nine ranks of gods and heavenly jailers;
Vega has an eighth-class underworld judge plus body;
Nie Yan has the seventh-class gods, heavenly secrets and stars.
As for Yun Xiaoxiao, because she has the spirit body of Slaughter God, she looks quite unusual...
In addition, Fang Fan himself also has the position of Desolate God...
Only with these ambitions can you continue to charge forward unscrupulously. This is the foundation and a symbol of strength!
"No...impossible! You can't step into the eighth floor of the sword tomb..."
"You don't have the ability! You can't do it!"
"You can't do it! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Your path to advancement will definitely be cut off! Yes! That's it!"
"Hoo... everything will be ended! End everything!"
"puff……"
"In the sword world, you can't compare to me!"
"I'm a sword-cultivating genius!"
"No...impossible!"
"Ahhhh! How is this possible!"
Jian Ming suddenly widened his pupils, his eyes were full of killing intent, and his body trembled unnaturally. As he spoke, his forehead was covered with cold sweat...
Because in front of him, Fang Fan easily led four people to the eighth floor of the sword grave!
Jian Ming trembled his lips, and put his blood-stained hands on the stone wall of the sword tomb. He wanted to continue climbing, but he really couldn't do it!
This kind of pressure will destroy him directly!
At this moment, he has already endured it to the extreme!
Jianming subconsciously took out an Emperor Grade Healing Card again, and then used it secretly, wanting to get another wave of blood.
"invalid?"
"Why didn't it work!"
"No... not like that!
"How could it be ineffective!"
"Another Emperor Grade Healing Card..."
"Still no effect!"
"Reuse!"
"invalid……"
"This card... is fake!"
"I was pitted?"
Jian Ming gritted his teeth and said, his chest was extremely ups and downs, blood veins on his forehead violently protruding...
At this time, he suddenly remembered that the auctioneer had specially reminded that this kind of card had an upper limit of ten cards per day during the auction of this kind of card!
You can only use up to ten cards in one day!
If the limit is exceeded, it will be automatically converted to invalid!
It turned out to be like this...
"Without the emperor-level healing card, I can't last long..."
"I want to draw out a divine sword before the limit comes..."
"Absolutely quasi-sacred sword... the level is not low!"
"How can Fang Fan go to the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb? Most of the eighth floor is the ultimate quasi holy sword... only a few holy swords..."
"Hehe... that is not a sword repairer at first glance, so maybe he can't even draw out a supreme quasi-sacred sword..."
"Huh... so it seems I still have hope, I'm not cold yet..."
"As long as I can successfully draw out a supreme quasi-sage long sword, victory will belong to me!"
Jian Ming hypnotized himself secretly, forcibly making himself motivated.
At this time, just relax a little bit, but you will lose all the games...
He still doesn't want to lose!
He wants to win! He wants to achieve fruitful results!
He wants revenge! Want to make Fang Fan kneel down!
Jianming clenched his fists, with cold sweat on his forehead, but still wanted to stick to it!
This persistence... is extraordinary!
"The sword is coming..."
"Excalibur, it's all mine!"