"They're coming!"

At the headquarters of the Wa armed forces, the closed eyes of a strange old man sitting in the middle hall suddenly opened, and two faint cold lights shot out, staring straight at the thousands of miles of fertile fields in the distance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Great Prophet, are we going to go in and capture it?"

A ninja of the United States next to him looked proud, obviously dissatisfied with this great prophet.

He came from the Tokugawa family of the Eastern Ei Kingdom, and Tokugawa Ichiro was defeated in the Chinese Kingdom, and they had a natural hatred for the warriors from the East.

In the next step, the Yamaguchi-gumi will attack Hwakuni in a big way, and once again let them know what humiliation is.

"Can you go in?"

A Aya-Sect boxer next to him had a sarcastic look on his face, and these foreign warriors seemed to be a little impatient, a little eager to challenge the Great Prophet.

As the guardian of the Great Prophet and the strongest boxer in Myanmar, he doesn't mind giving these exotic warriors some lessons.

Great Prophet, not everyone can be disrespected!

"Hehe, you go on, I'll watch the show."

Next to him, a tall Caucasian man from the old Maozi country, resembling a wild bear, holding a black hook sickle, with a look of watching a play.

The reason why Lao Maozi was mixed this time was purely because he was suppressed by the Great Prophet, as a country with a good friendship with China, Lao Maozi was purely a soy sauce role.

"Humph!"

The Great Prophet Guhad snorted coldly and glanced coldly at the provocative Mi countryman.

"Poof!"

The face of the Mi man turned white, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Great Prophet, you!"

A fat man from the United States next to him was in a hurry, and his hands were clenched into fists, revealing the steel thorns hidden inside, as if he was going to make some moves.

"Hmph, that's what offends the Great Prophet!"

The guardian of the Aya religion had a proud face, and no matter how good the country was, when he came to the prophet of the National Congress of Burma, he had to lie down with his eyebrows low.

In this Burma, the Great Prophet is the king!

If it weren't for the Aya religion's unintentional political affairs, where would there be anything going on in these foreign countries in Myanmar!

"Humph!"

The fat man of the rice country hurriedly supported his companion, but he didn't dare to say anything more. The ability of this great prophet is too weird, as if it directly attacks people's souls, and then involves the physical body, which is even more terrifying than the great sages in the country.

The strong dragon does not suppress the earth snake, in this realm of the Aya Sect, it is better to keep a low profile.

"Kurukuva (the spirit of death), play a card of magnanimity (penetrate all worlds), and nothing more than (nothing can stop it)!"

The deep gaze of the Great Prophet Guhad penetrated the distance, and his mouth spoke mystical language.

"What did your great prophet say?"

The old Maozi next to him looked curious, and couldn't help but ask about the Aya Sect guardian beside him.

This old man, the other party didn't stop when they came, but led his own group of people to talk about it, did he wait for the other party to surrender himself? It's funny.

The guardian of the Aya Sect glanced at this old man from the northern Fanguo, and saw that he was also well-behaved, and said lazily at the moment: "The Great Prophet is reciting the Book of the Dead!"

"Oh, the Book of the Dead!"

Lao Maozi turned his face away, his face hurt, he hadn't seen this dead man, he had seen the simplified version of the Aya Sutra, and it was printed all over the street.

It's full of godly babbling stuff, and it's just confusing. This great prophet, the old man Guhad, probably practiced this so-called Ayatra and went crazy, and his head burned out.

No, now I can't tell the difference between friend and foe, the enemy has come to me, and I am leading a group of people to sell here.

………………

On the other side, Tang Xiaohu and his party also arrived in the Awa Mountain area.

"Don't go!"

Tang Xiaohu's face changed, and he stopped everyone, there was a faint layer of mist in front of him, which was difficult to detect if he didn't look closely.

But Tang Xiaohu is different!

After he practiced Feng Shui, he was the most sensitive to these things, and according to his observations, these mist seemed to be active, and they were constantly biting the luck of several people.

And in this mist, there is a strange destructive attribute that can slowly corrode all substances. At this time, the ground and the surrounding plants are already full of devastation, and it looks shocking.

If the talisman luck was eaten up by this strange mist, Tang Xiaohu didn't dare to imagine the next scene.

"It seems that you have entered the strange array in the Book of the Dead!"

Tang Xiaohu's face changed, he had studied Feng Shui before, hoping to get a way to crack it. However, his own cultivation is shallow, and he is not proficient in using many methods of luck blessings.

Moreover, these qi transformation techniques, against these strange mist, are completely unable to catch up with the speed at which they are gnawing.

"Xiaohu, do you want to quit first?"

Ma Yingwu spoke, he already felt that his movements were a little sluggish, and then looked at Xie Zhirui, who was the lowest in cultivation, he was already completely confused, and he was in danger of falling into a coma at any time.

If you are unconscious at this time, you will not need to be chased by the enemy, and you will inevitably die in the death maze of this Rausch Dead Man's Sutra.

"Great Prophet, they have already entered the urn, do you want to kill them quickly?"

In the Wa armed hall, the arrogant Toei ninja is ready to move, and as the watchdog of the Tokugawa family, he is now eager to kill all the Chinese people.

"Idiot!"

The Great Prophet closed his eyes tightly, not bothering to glance at the Ninja. As soon as the death maze of the dead man's passage comes out, the living are not allowed to enter, and even if he enters, there is no possibility of survival.

"Kukacada (a mysterious boy from the East), Ida Horseshoe four aha (who crossed the sea of death)......."

The Great Prophet Guhad didn't know what he was thinking, and he chanted the mysterious incantation in his mouth.

"This old thing, the gods are babbling and reciting the scriptures of the dead, don't do anything!"

The old Maozi next to him couldn't help muttering.

"Damn, can you hear this?" Immediately after that, the old man immediately burst into a foul mouth, and just as he was closing his mouth, the great prophet Guhad glanced at him faintly, and his heart immediately fell, like a lightning strike.

Fortunately, the great prophet Guhad didn't seem to have the intention of teaching himself the same way that the Toei ninja did.

However, this old man no longer dares to talk nonsense, this great prophet has such a strange ability.

I didn't expect that Myanmar, a small country, would have such a perverted character, which really made the disciples of a big country vomit blood in frustration.

"Brother Xiaohu, are you sure this is really okay?"

On the other side, Xu Lu and the others looked at the dazzling array of jade hanging on their bodies, with a look of suspicion.

He is also an immortal cultivator, he has never eaten pork, he has always seen a pig run!

He had always seen the mountain protection array of the Hundred Refining Gate, a gorgeous and colorful comparison. But the most important thing is that the mountain protection array is fixed.

This moving magic circle, still built on the human body, is simply unheard of.

This Tang Xiaohu is really full of ghost ideas.

I just don't know, how many percent are reliable! (To be continued.) )