The space-time merchant seemed to be emotional, and stood in place like a stake, his eyes deep in the light, not knowing what he was thinking.

For such a thing, Qin Fang didn't know, the dark god didn't know, and the prophet god didn't know.

Even if the prophet God could count everything, he would not be a plane merchant.

The Merchant of Time and Space, this is inherently an unpredictable character.

"You won."

When the God of Light saw this substitute doll, he understood that he had lost his momentum, and now, he had become a fish and could no longer resist.

Prophet God? It is completely possible to rely on this substitute death doll to fight his doppelganger to death, but what about him? Still at its peak, he can still slay the Dark God.

This doppelganger of the God of Light condensed nearly two-thirds of his divine power, and if it was annihilated, it would be a huge harm to him, and at least for ten years, he would not be able to turn over and get out of trouble.

This is a great disservice to the God of Light, and all his ambitions cannot be carried out.

God of Light, he wants a lot.

At this moment, after the God of Light said this, the breath of the whole person was like a balloon, gradually withering, and all the light disappeared.

Then the god of light spat out a ball of light and threw it to the prophet.

"A wise choice."

A smile appeared on the corner of the prophet's mouth, and then, like a candle about to be extinguished, gradually dimmed, and the figure like the god of war gradually dried up, and finally quietly became a harmless old man again.

No one could have imagined that this old man was the same person as the strong man before.

The prophet swallowed the bright ball into his stomach in one go, looked at the god of light with great interest, pointed to the location of the gate, and motioned for the god of light to enter.

When the God of Light saw the Prophet God acting like this, he couldn't help but be stunned, this person! How confident he is to dare to swallow his energy into his stomach in one gulp, isn't he afraid that the energy of the God of Light will suddenly get out of control?

The God of Light took a closer look, and found that he couldn't even perceive the energy that had just been separated, as if it had never appeared.

This old man? It's so strong.

"Hiccup. This power is so comfortable. ”

The Prophet hiccuped comfortably and exhaled a puff of smoke, which seemed very pleasant.

The god of light's eyes widened? Is it possible, is it possible in such a short period of time? Did you digest his massive power? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

But the God of Light sensed the slightly enhanced aura of the Prophetic God, and he had to believe it.

The God of Light eventually entered the dark gate like a prisoner being escorted.

The Prophet God was the last to enter, but he incorporated a drop of blood into the body of the substitute doll, leaving it in the outside world.

Inside the gates.

It's a dark world, and there's not a shred of light in sight.

Thorny, Tibetan soil habitually threw out a flashbang, and the surroundings suddenly brightened up as day.

Many gods immediately cast approving glances at him, this kid? The brain reacts quite quickly.

Over here? There is a dark divine power everywhere, and if you ignite a flame with divine power, it will be extinguished in a very short time.

It's like lighting a fire in the deep sea, although there are means to continuously light up the surrounding environment, but it's very consuming.

And such a dangerous situation? It's always good to be able to save a little bit of divine power.

This flashbang? Hit the spot.

After receiving the praise of the gods, Zangtu was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Keep it up, boy, you're good."

Liu Long, the god craftsman, did not hesitate to praise.

The duration of the flashbang was shortened, to just five seconds, but five seconds, which was enough.

Tibetan soil was praised, and suddenly like a happy silly roe deer, he kept throwing flashbangs.

Flashbangs? How much is it worth? But the praise of the gods, even a fool, knows the value of it.

Click, click, flashbang kept throwing.

"Trespass against the territory of my gods, you ants, you deserve to die."

"An ant-like existence dares to break into the realm of the gods."

"Ants, you're too bold."

Countless angry voices rang out, turning into terrifying sound waves, constantly impacting everyone.

"Be vigilant."

Divine craftsman Liu Long and another divine craftsman were responsible for guarding the safety of Qin Fang and the others to prevent them from being killed.

The god of rage, the god of speed, rushed out quickly, disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of ding, knocking, and colliding sounded.

Click.

The flashbangs kept being thrown, and Qin Fang took advantage of the moment of light to see the fragment of the battle between the gods.

The Anger God's body is attached to the Anger Value, flashing a bright red light, and each blow punches the flesh, and the red light emerges.

The Fury's opponent looked like a nakshatra in the sea, but it was wrapped in pitch-black armor that shimmered with a penetrating sheen.

Yaksha held a trident in his hand, still pitch black, with a shiny ring at his feet.

This ring is the transmission of the dark powers.

This Yaksha was one of the nine demigod-level god generals, and his every move exuded terrifying power, although he was passively beaten, but his armor was also hard enough, and the fist of the angry god did not cause deeper damage.

The Yaksha fused the trident in his hand into his spine, and his breath rose sharply.

Boom.

Darkness struck, and Qin Fang could no longer see clearly.

On the other side is the battle of the god of speed.

The god of speed kept playing with his opponent at great speed, like a cat catching a mouse, gradually putting him to death.

The god of speed's opponent is a huge scorpion with a pitch-black body, its tail hook glowing with a terrifying toxin light.

Every time the scorpion controls the tail hook to attack the god of speed, it is all dodged, and the god of speed not only dodges, but also attacks the tail of the scorpion by the way, making him feel pain.

It's clear that the god of speed has the upper hand.

The battle of the gods on the other end has the upper hand, after all? These Terrans are gods, but the dark creatures are demigods.

This shows the strength of these dark creatures.

A dark egg inexplicably appeared in the hand of the divine craftsman Liu Long, and then he cast his eyes on the Tibetan land, his eyes showed a spiritual light, and he spoke with a touch of temptation.

"Tibetan soil, give you a choice. It's done, you can receive a god-level pet, but if you fail, your pet can't be saved, do you want to fight? A minute to choose, otherwise, it's too late. ”

The countdown begins......

This is the case! If someone else told Zangtu, Zangtu would definitely go up with a slap, but with the words of the divine craftsman Liu Long, Zangtu turned his eyes to Qin Fang, wanting Qin Fang to make a decision.

Qin Fang understood the joints in an instant, looked at the divine craftsman Liu Long and asked, "Will it have an impact on the Tibetan soil?"

"No, it won't. The worst outcome is nothing more than the death of the pet. ”

In that case, fight for it.

God-level pets, even if the Mandate of Heaven has been in service for ten years, there are only a few heads, if the Tibetan land bet wins, it can be regarded as a smooth progress from today.

Qin Fang's gambler psychology is on the line.

(End of chapter)