"Not enough? Don't deceive too much, this friend from the East. ”

A prophet is a prophet in the end, and when he reaches the reincarnation realm, he can understand all kinds of languages, and he knows that this guy is not a good bird by looking at the appearance of the fat man.

After all, the prophet was born as a pirate, but he has been practicing all along, and he doesn't know much about the world, and those who were robbed in the past saw that the pirates directly offered their valuable objects and wanted to settle down, and many people really used these things to buy back their lives.

So the prophet thought that if he could not fight, he would not fight, on the one hand, his strength was only higher than that of the fat man in front of him, and he could deter the other party, and on the other hand, he would offer some antiques, and everyone shook hands and made peace, if you want to carve a territory on this land, you can also be a pirate yourself.

The other is that the mysterious ancient country in the east is powerful and domineering, and the prophet does not want to provoke the other party.

The prophet pondered that he was holding a stick and sweet dates, and kept showing favor, why couldn't the other party be restrained, did he really dare to break the net with him?

It's a pity that he obviously underestimated the greed of the fat man.

When the fat man saw that the prophet was about to get angry, he suddenly changed into the face of a profiteer, stretched out a slap and five fingers, thought for a while and retracted two: "I know you have good things, I like antiques, five more, no, three will do, three more will do, let's settle this matter." ”

"Three?"

The prophet was a little confused, and he held back his breath just now.

Three antiques to buy peace, it seems that it is okay, after all, it takes effort to build this village, and there are so many well-trained pirates, if you really fight, these people will definitely die.

Although the prophet does not care about human life, but he is dead, even if he is alive, he will have to find his lair again and pull the team again.

What's even worse is that in this sea area where the prophet is located, it is not their pirate, there are three other teams, and in those three teams, there are also masters with extraordinary strength, if he is seriously injured under the hands of these two Orientals, even if he kills two people, he will suffer a loss.

If the other three teams had known that he had been seriously injured, they would have rushed over and taken them in.

At that time, his prophet will not have such a good life as he is now, maybe the exercises of this body will become the ladder for the other party to advance, and this village will become someone else's village, and these people under him will also become someone else's?

It's like he worked hard to make money, raised his wife and children, and finally died of burp, and his wife and children became someone else's.

The prophet wasn't stupid, and he didn't want to!

This is the unhappiness of fighting on your own territory, no matter how you fight, you are the one who is injured, and you don't have the determination to break the boat, it's really not good to fight this battle.

Come on, three pieces are three!

The prophet shook his hand, and three more antiques were placed on the ground, all of which were large pieces of antique furniture, and they were placed on the ground.

The prophet said to him, "Look at me, I am enough, and I will give you all the big ones."

In the mind of the prophet, the big ones are valuable, and the small ones are worthless, this is caused by his vision, no way, no culture is terrible!

"I'll just say you still have it! You're still hiding, play with Master Xiong! ”

Gan Fat Man didn't say a word, his big hand waved again, put the things away, and then continued to stretch out a finger and said, "One more!" ”

He doesn't care about your big or small pieces, anyway, you all robbed them, as long as they are valuable, your grandmother's will take them out for me.

The prophet was immediately messy, and you bluffed like that? You're not an ordinary master, you're a robber master!

Habadur watched a pile of antiques suddenly appear out of thin air on the ground, and then disappeared out of thin air, and the whole person was a little bad.

He didn't go to school, but he knew that these things were priceless treasures.

This is part of the wealth they have accumulated after many robberies, because these things are expensive and difficult to get rid of, and only one or two of them are arranged by Efuya to be sold at auctions in Europe each time, and each piece is worth a lot of money, and it is scary.

There were many of the remaining things, no one knew where Efuya was hiding, and now he seemed to understand, and he gave them all to the Prophet, who did not know what kind of powerful means he could conjure these things out of thin air, and then disappear out of thin air.

But considering his bloody methods of killing, it is not surprising that Habadour thought that the Prophet had many bizarre methods.

Of course, what Habadur didn't expect was that these two mysterious Orientals actually had such a means, he only saw Gan Fat Man sweep it with his hand, and those things disappeared again so bizarrely!

It's gone!

What's more serious is that the prophet was a little afraid of the two people who suddenly appeared, and seemed to dare not offend the two, not only a little respectful, but also took out such a valuable thing to give to the other party, but the other party didn't seem to appreciate it very much.

"Anything else? You see that you killed so many people, and you paid for this little thing? ”

Gan Fat Man pointed to the corpses on the ground with his hand and shouted.

Jiang Qiu looked at the prophet coldly, and then looked at the things on the heads of those corpses on the ground, with a hint of disdain on the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Qiu had already seen that these corpses were nailed to death by those strange runes, and the prophet used these runes to absorb people's spirits and strengthen himself, while also placing a large array on the ground.

In hell, this formation is called the Underworld Killing Array, but I don't know what it is called when it is placed abroad.

But there is no doubt that this prophet must be practicing sorcery!

The difference between the evil spell and the hell spell is that it is full of the enough evil energy of the hell spell, but it is much worse than the pure hell technique.

To put it bluntly, it's just some side of the door and left that have been circulated in hell, and it's just a fragmented version of the small arts.

But such a crippled exercise, in the hands of human beings, can exert greater power.

Of course, this is not to say how powerful the exercises are, but that human beings are really a very interesting race, people are the chief of all things, the most spiritual existence, even if it is a broken version of a small technique, in their smart brain, it can be perfected and improved into a more powerful technique, and then infinitely close to the exercises on the hell side.

It can be said that this prophet is the one Jiang Qiu has seen so far, the most outstanding one in cultivating evil arts, and the cultivation in the middle of reincarnation, this strength is second to none when placed in the exorcism.

It is no wonder that armies are helpless against Somalia.

After all, sending a large number of troops to come is a weakening of the national strength of each country, but sending masters to come, there are only a handful of masters above the realm of transformation in various countries, and the realm of reincarnation is even more of a variety of baby bumps, and dying is a huge loss.

In the case of not being able to figure out the enemy's situation, no one really wants to come all the way to find trouble.

Of course, this prophet was unlucky, he met the fat man who was out of tune, and as soon as this guy left Huaxia, it was like letting go of himself, and he couldn't wait to go to various countries to make trouble.

However, there are masters in all countries, and there are also gods that they believe in, although Gan Fatzi has some strength, it is still much worse than the gods worshiped by various countries.

The African continent is different, it is full of all kinds of primeval forests, all kinds of mercenary teams, all kinds of backward small countries in the midst of war, all kinds of mixed tribes, of course, there are also their own gods, but the strength of this kind of god is too bad, at most, it is the master of the realm of transformation in order to achieve the realm of reincarnation, make a small tribe to worship himself.

Not even reincarnated, still want to compare to God?

It's not too funny.

As for Somalia, this is a three-way zone, and if there can be a prophet in the middle of reincarnation, it is really a god-like existence.

It is precisely because of the three no matter that Gan Fat Man chose here.

Nothing else, he can let himself go even more here.

Pirates, who are you robbing if you don't rob?

Seeing that the fat man and the prophet were bargaining like a vegetable market seller and a vegetable buying aunt, Jiang Qiu casually walked to the side of those corpses, stretched out his palm, pulled out a rune and stuffed it into his Yin God bag.

The Prophet was wrestling with the fat man about how much of value he had taken out, and there was nothing left to take out.

When Jiang Qiu raised his hand and took away a talisman nail, the prophet was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Qiu speechlessly.

It's okay if you're a robber, I'll give you antiques, why did you even rob my magic weapons together?

Really, I'm a prophet and a bully, isn't it?

Anyway, I'm also the copycat king of this piece, okay?

No, the copycat kings have to listen to me!

Actually, none of this is important, what matters is that this guy has ruined his formation!

One of the prophet's prepared hands is this Blood Spirit Array!

This blood spirit array is composed of seventy-two human lives, the human body is nailed to the ground, the soul has been taken away by the prophet, and the blood flows on the ground, forming an evil array.

If it is triggered, it can gather seventy-two evil spirits and burst out to hurt people.

With the power of the prophet's reincarnation to pull this formation, this formation is enough to release the power of reincarnation, that is, the two of Gan Fatzi and Jiang Qiu, I am afraid that they will have to sing Liangliang together.

It's just that this formation arrangement also takes time, even the prophet, and it also takes half an hour to brew, so that the blood and brains of those blood spirits can penetrate three inches deep into the ground.

If the fat man continued to entangle with the prophet, this blood spirit array would soon be condensed and formed.

At that time, the unlucky ones were Gan Fatzi and Jiang Qiu.

As a master of the reincarnation realm, how could the prophet not understand the last word that a big fist is awesome, if Gan Fatzi and Jiang Qiu took the antiques and flashed people, the prophet would be treated as those antiques to pass the trouble, if he continued to entangle, hehe, the prophet was not unprepared to die and the net was broken.

It's a pity that the prophet didn't expect that Jiang Qiu actually pulled out a talisman nail for him.

And look at it like this, you have to pull out the second root!

"Stop!"

When the prophet saw Jiang Qiu's movements, he was immediately furious, in his eyes, these talismans were much more valuable than those antiques.

In an instant, a majestic force poured out of the prophet's body, the power of reincarnation surged, and the realm he could control quickly spread towards Jiang Qiu!

(End of chapter)