Chapter 0612 Counterattack

The ghost stood between the tall and mighty Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King, but his brow was condensed, revealing a tangled color.

Mo Fan is too strong, his strength can be compared to that of a Titan, his speed is much faster than that of Sindra, and his spiritual power like the sea is not weaker than that of a famous magician like him.

Rao has the Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King by his side, and he doesn't have much chance of winning.

"Master Mo, please forgive me for my previous rudeness, we don't need you to die, our temple has sent you an invitation. ”

The relationship between the temple and the thorn god is hostile, and after Mo Fan captured Moria, he sent an invitation letter to Mo Fan, hoping that Mo Fan would join the temple.

"Do you think that if your temple invites me, I must agree?" Mo Fan asked with a smile.

"Master Mo misunderstood, I didn't mean that. The ghost hurriedly shook his head, his attitude was not at all when Mo Fan had just come in with the Blue Dragon Team and didn't look at Mo Fan.

"Your temple is performing an advent ceremony in my Huaxia, give me a reason not to kill you. Mo Fan said indifferently.

"Our temple has only chosen some ordinary people, there are more than a billion ordinary people in Huaxia, this number is nothing at all, but our temple is willing to show our sincerity with 1 million compensation per person, what does Master Mo think?"

In his eyes, there are as many ordinary people in China as there are cattle and sheep, and killing some is not a problem at all.

If losing some money would settle the matter, he'd gladly do it.

As soon as his words fell, both Xuanyuan Tai and Long Ruoxue frowned.

Although they are not ordinary people, ordinary Chinese people can be used as containers casually and slaughtered as cattle and sheep?

"Mo Fan, don't promise him. Long Ruoxue persuaded.

As Mo Fan burst out with all her strength, her title for Mo Fan also changed from big bastard to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light bloomed out.

"Do you think our ordinary people in Huaxia are only worth 1 million?"

The ghost paused slightly, then smiled kindly.

Huaxia people like to bargain, and he has been used to it in China for so long.

"Since Master Mo thinks it's too low, 10 million people can do it, as long as you can win Master Mo's friendship, it's not a problem. ”

They arrested a total of 337 Huaxia girls and died, 219 of which is more than two billion, which is just a number in front of their temple.

There is more than that.

"If you kill me a Huaxia person, a 10 million yuan, then if I kill a person from the temple, can I also give you money to solve it?" Mo Fan asked.

"What does Master Mo mean?" the ghost asked suspiciously, but a look of anger appeared in his eyes.

"Do you think that we Chinese people are like cattle and sheep, in my eyes, you are not like a pig and a dog, and the pig and dog also want to talk to me about the deal, do you think you have this qualification, if you want to talk to me about the deal, first of all, you must have the ability to make me jealous, but you obviously don't, you still have to die. Mo Fan said coldly.

Money is just a number in the eyes of the ghost, but why not in his eyes?

The ghost's face sank, as if it had been slapped a few times, and his eyes suddenly burst into flames.

"Since Master Mo is so arrogant, then I will fight with you and kill these people for me. The ghost gritted its teeth and ordered the Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King.

"Boom" Heavy footsteps sounded, and the Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King rushed towards Xuanyuan Terrace as if they were about to step through the earth, and a cold whirlwind emerged.

The church, which was already extremely depressed because of Mo Fan's release of all his strength, suddenly shook violently as the two of them moved, as if they were about to be subverted.

He himself was not idle, and ancient and lengthy spells came out of his mouth.

The thick black qi kept flying in from his body, covering the entire square in an instant, and shadows like ghosts came out of the black fog one by one, and disappeared into the black fog.

The wind is blowing, and the creepy sound of crying and laughing is loud, obviously it is a church, as if it has fallen into the ghost domain of Senluo.

"This is the undead mist of the ghost, be careful, he has to fight hard. Xuanyuantai's face sank, and he hurriedly reminded.

"Hey, it's useful to be careful?" the wraith said with a smirk smirk.

As long as the soul of the undead in the fog of the dead enters the body, even an innate master will become an undead under his control.

Isn't Mo Fan unwilling to reconcile with him, then everyone will have no good fruit to eat.

"Do you think this trick is useful?" Mo Fan asked with a cold snort.

He stomped under his feet, and with a "boom", the bell tower where he was immediately collapsed, and his body shot out like an arrow towards the Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King.

"Bang!" the sound of metal clashing sounded.

Mo Fan grabbed the necks of the Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King with both hands, and his figure was much smaller in front of the two mountain-like figures.

However, the two sprinting figures came to an abrupt end, and they were blocked by Mo Fan's two hands.

But.

Seeing Mo Fan blocking the two undead with his bare hands, the ghost's eyelids lifted, and his eyes showed an unexpected joy.

"Master Mo, you're finished, you're thinking about the undead too simply. ”

A child is a child after all, and he is inexperienced.

Xuanyuan Tai and the others were also stunned, and a gloomy color appeared on their faces.

Ordinary undead can touch it and do nothing, but the death qi on the body of high-level undead is like a virus, as long as it encounters it, even if it is an innate master, it will be eroded and become an immortal living dead.

As soon as Mo Fan touched the Undead Titan and the Evil Spirit King, he saw the dark green flames on the Undead Titan and the cold aura on the Evil Spirit King's body spreading along his arm.

As soon as the fire and cold reached his hands, his hands turned white like the arms of a dead man.

"Master Mo, didn't you say that it was useless, how did you make such a low-level mistake, your appearance makes it difficult for me to do it, should I kill you, or invite you to join our temple?"

"Your talent is too high, if you get the gift of the gods, you will definitely not be worse than Prince Carter, I am really reluctant to kill you, but the baptism of our temple is useless to you, and I have to kill you again, what do you say I should do?"

"Forget it, you will also be my undead. The ghost was entangled for a moment, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly.

With that, he drew in the air, and a complex magic array gradually took shape.

This is the undead contract on a scroll he found in a ruin, although it is incomplete, it can only exert part of its power, but it is also much more powerful than the undead magic he can use now, as long as he wins this contract, Mo Fan will become his undead for the rest of his life.

Long Ruoxue's willow eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and her beautiful eyes were as anxious as fire.

"Mo Fan, quickly cut off his arm. Long Ruoxue's eyes rolled and said hurriedly.

Just cut down the place infected by the breath of death to avoid becoming an undead.

Losing two hands is better than being the undead.

"Undead?" Mo Fan smiled disapprovingly at the corners of his mouth.

"All the people of the temple have become undead, and neither will I. ”

In a word, the audience was suffocated.