"What a powerful blood spirit!"

Jiang Qiu couldn't help but tremble as he watched the blood corrode the corpses on the ground.

Even if this thing were sprinkled on his body, it would corrode a hole.

On the other side, the prophet was surprised by the state boundary seal in Jiang Qiu's hand.

What is this thing? Why can't even his blood spirit withstand a beat?

It's not just the blood spirit, it's just that he goes up, and he probably can't stand this thing to shoot it.

The Prophet suddenly realized that he had been aiming at the wrong target, and among these two people, the most powerful person was not the fat man in the reincarnation realm in front of him, but the young boy who had been stealing his talisman spirit weapon from the sidelines!

The other party has always had something in his hand that he didn't expect, or used unexpected tricks to deal with him, and he hit him one by one.

It seems that his strength has been suppressed, but in fact, he has not suffered any loss.

No, kill this fat guy first, then deal with that weird boy!

The prophet suddenly gave up the idea of killing Jiang Qiu, and instantly narrowed the range of the domain under his control to within ten meters, and all the reincarnation power surged towards the fat man.

The fat man was still happily using his reincarnation domain to push the prophet, just now with Jiang Qiu involved, the fat man could easily push the prophet, and now the prophet has used most of his strength to deal with him.

The fat man felt a strong resistance with this push.

Can't push it?

Gan Fat Man was not a fool, so he could naturally see that the prophet was ready to deal with him.

However, he was still standing there with the old god, controlling his reincarnation power, not retreating but advancing, and resisting the prophet to impact outward.

Although Gan Fatzi has not fought many times, he has a lot of bad intentions, how many reincarnation masters have tried tricks with him, many masters in the middle of reincarnation, and even in the late stage of reincarnation, if it were not for their high cultivation, they would all be in the aisle in Gan Fatzi's hands.

Thinking that so many masters in the exorcism department have suffered losses, would Gan Fat Man care about a soil bun cultivator who lives alone on the pirate territory and cultivates without much knowledge?

Are you awesome in the middle of reincarnation?

The prophet felt the power of reincarnation spreading across the fat man, and said in his heart, this guy is sick, right?

Deal with him in the middle of reincarnation in the early stage of reincarnation, and die, right?

Alright, you die, and I will fulfill you.

The little resistance exerted by the fat man naturally couldn't stop the prophet.

When the prophet gathers all his strength, he can move forward with ease.

And the fat man's reincarnation realm is the repulsive force that bounces outward, and every time the prophet advances, the repulsive power of the fat man's realm weakens by one point.

And every time the prophet took a step forward, the realm of the fat man was as fragile as tofu cut by a knife.

But even so, the fat man still stood there, very arrogant, very proud, and kept pushing his own realm, as if hoping that the prophet would quickly break through his realm and arrest him to refine oil.

"Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you!"

The prophet puffed out his mouth and muttered, rushed forward with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, he came to two meters in front of the fat man!

Then he saw that the fat man took out a long whip with a spiritual weapon.

If there is anyone who is the richest in the exorcism, the answer must be the throne!

Because the throne itself is a mobile treasure house, he can refine his own weapons, he can refine his own medicine, and the things he refines can be sold for sky-high prices, so he is naturally the richest in the throne.

If you ask who is the richest in the exorcism except for the boss, the answer must be a fat man.

Because the things that the boss refines will basically fall into the hands of Gan Fatzi, and Gan Fatzi himself has a large number of materials, all of which are made by the palm to refine various spiritual weapons for him.

In addition to moving bricks, the fat man also has all kinds of weapons in his hands!

For example, spears, for example, broadswords, for example, whips.

It can be said that there are eighteen kinds of weapons.

It's just that this whip has a bit of a unique shape, made of pure leather, and there are a lot of tassels on the whip, and there is no spirituality, the whole is a prop!

Jiang Qiu stood aside and took the opportunity to collect those talismans and spirit weapons while looking back, and then shuddered: "Master Xiong, you are a leather whip!" ”

Gan Fatzi glanced at the leather whip in his hand, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I took it wrong." ”

After saying that, the fat man took back the leather whip and pulled out a steel whip five or six meters long!

As soon as the steel whip was taken out, there was immediately a quaint aura rushing towards it, the steel whip was divided into eighteen sections, all of which were made of stainless steel, and there was a faint aura on it, and the whip twitched, and the howl of the beast would be revealed inside.

A sturdy spotted leopard leaped out.

Without saying a word, the fat man raised his whip and whipped it at the prophet.

The Prophet hurriedly pulled out a strangely shaped scepter and raised it against the fat man's whip.

'Smack......'

The crunch sounded in the blow of the Prophet's scepter and the fat man's whip, which shook the Prophet's hand and nearly threw it away.

Superior Spiritual Weapon!

The prophet was stunned bitterly, this fat man's strength is not strong, but the things he took out are good and powerful.

And at such a close distance, the fat man waved his whip and surrounded the whole person impenetrable, even if the power of reincarnation was stronger than the fat man, the prophet did not dare to rush hard.

"Bastard!"

The prophet scolded angrily, and he realized at this time that this fat man seemed to be deliberately introducing him into the other party's reincarnation realm, and then took the spirit weapon out to yin him.

Thinking of this, the prophet hurriedly retreated, and at the same time muttered a word in his mouth, and then slapped the scepter in his hand.

Then there was a burst of light on the top of the scepter, and two strange black birds emerged from the scepter, and they were actually two huge crows!

'Quack'

The two crows let out an ugly cry at the same time, and then frantically devoured the yin qi between heaven and earth, and then pounced on the fat man.

"If you get two broken birds, you dare to come and fight me, don't you know that even the immortal birds have been smoked under the hands of Xiongye?"

The fat man grinned and bragged, then put the steel whip back, and found a slingshot and two steel balls that a child was playing with!

Jiang Qiu could see at a glance that this slingshot, as well as the two steel balls, were also spiritual weapons!

Spiritual weapons, in the exorcism, only the master of dissolving the void can get a handful, but here is the fat guy, the spiritual weapon is taken out at will as if he didn't need money, especially the spiritual weapon he takes out every time he takes it out.

It's not a brick, it's a whip, it's a slingshot, a steel ball, or something like that, can you still be reliable?

Habadour and the pirates were dumbfounded.

Slingshot?

Can this thing be used as a weapon too? Isn't the gun in our hands even more awesome?

The prophet's lips trembled when he was angry, you were photographed by heaven and played with people, right?

The fat man didn't feel that what he had taken out couldn't get on the table, so he took a bow and shot beads, aiming at the two big swollen eye bubbles that he had cultivated after thirty years of training in beating other people's glass.

'Puff ......'

Two steel balls were shot out by a slingshot, one pierced a crow's head, and the other exploded the crow's belly!

The two crows, full of yin energy, turned into two dead birds under this slingshot and flew back into the scepter.

Habadur and a group of pirates stood not far away and watched the three of them fight, feeling a bit like a child playing house, you punch me, I give you a kick, you make two birds, I knock me down with a slingshot.

If it weren't for the powerful aura of the three people and the sonic boom in the air, Habadur would have wanted to carry a gun and surprise all three of them.

It's a pity that he didn't dare, these pirates knew that the three people seemed to attack lightly, and the air around them was suffocating, and when they moved, the ground trembled a little, and this kind of person could wipe them out with a stomp, and they didn't dare to mess around.

The prophet was scattered by the fat man's slingshot and scattered two crows, and he felt that he hadn't used his strength yet, and the other party slapped him with no confidence, how could he still fight?

Oh, and that!

It suddenly occurred to the Prophet that he also had a weapon of death, which he had salvaged from a shipwreck, and it was because of this thing that the Prophet had been able to suppress the other three bandits in the Somali waters.

"You forced me!"

The Prophet's shriveled mouth squeezed out a word, and then his dry palm gripped it.

'Bang! ’

There was a tremor, and the ground shook with it.

Jiang Qiu and Gan Fatzi raised their eyes and saw a bronze figure taken out by the prophet!

This bronze figure is about two meters tall, his eyes are golden, he feels very bright, he is wearing an ancient armor, and he holds a copper sword in his hand, like an ancient samurai.

"Damn, terracotta warriors?"

The fat man looked at the bronze man, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"That, deflated old man, let's discuss, you give me this antique, I will spare your life, this is the last one, you see you just said five pieces, there are still two pieces left, I just want this one."

The fat man stretched out his fingers and tugged at them.

"your grandma's legs!"

The prophet's nose is almost crooked, I've seen shameless, I've never seen you so shameless, Lao Tzu is on you once, can you be on you for the second time?

The prophet didn't bother to follow the fat man's ink, and slapped one hand on the bronze man's body, shouting, "Kill them!" ”

'Huh......'

With the shouts of the prophet, a huge strange character appeared in front of the bronze man, pressing towards the fat man!

"It's the language of the Buddha!"

Gan Fatzi was startled when he saw the strange character, the character that appeared in front of the bronze man turned out to be the same as his six-character mantra, which was condensed from Buddhist language.

However, it is not a six-character mantra, but an ancient Buddhist word for 'general'.

The power on this font was extremely great, and as soon as it appeared, Jiang Qiu felt a tightness on his face, the Buddhist exercises were just opposite to his hell exercises, which made Jiang Qiu feel a little unhappy.

And the fat man Gan was stunned and shouted: "Old melon skin, once you practice evil arts, you can actually activate Buddhist arts!" But this thing has to be in my hands to be powerful! ”

(End of chapter)