Chapter 441

Hundred-fold increase is a kind of talent ability that Mu Fan previously refined and merged. Once it is used, it can get a one-hundred-fold increase.

Whether it is physical strength or cultivation level, etc., the all-round increase is extremely terrifying.

“Danger!”

There was a trace of horror in the prophet’s eyes, and he felt a death crisis from Mu Fan’s body.

It was shocked, this human being was too powerful, and it was blown to pieces again and again in the fight, and it was not clear how many times it had been resurrected.

Now I feel a strong threat of death, even the prophet who has the so-called infinite resurrection feels a wave of fear.

“Light of destiny, kill!”

At the critical juncture, the prophet finally broke out his biggest trump card, displaying its most powerful ability, a terrible ability.

Hum!

I saw the eyes lit up, and the weird rays of light intertwined and converged, as if there was a terrible aura that dominates fate.

Mu Fan’s body tightened, and he instinctively felt the terrible power of this force, and felt that he was directly obliterated.

“Time stands still!”

Without thinking about it, he directly used the power of time to instantly put the surrounding time in a static state, imprisoning everything.

“Huh?” The prophet let out a startled suspicion, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

It was surprised: “The power of time, you have mastered the power of time?”

“It’s a pity, it’s useless.”

The prophet was surprised and then satirized. Although the power of time is very powerful, it seems to be useless at all.

Because the tricks it displays are not bound at all, or in other words, cannot be bound and imprisoned.

“Time can’t confine it?” Mu Fan’s face changed slightly, and he realized that it was not good.

This guy was not bound by time. It was the first time he saw him. There was a deep sense of crisis in his heart, and the feeling of direct annihilation became stronger and stronger.

“It seems that you can only use this trick.”

Mu Fan gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, fingered his eyebrows, and the light faintly appeared.

“The Eye of God!”

Suddenly with a cold cry, Mu Fan performed the last forbidden technique, which is the most powerful one that he has realized so far.

The Eye of God!

With a hum, Mu Fan split his eyebrows and opened one eye.

What kind of eye is that, pale, ruthless, indifferent, and cold, with a feeling of overlooking sentient beings from above.

When Mu Fan closed his eyes tightly and opened the eyes of God, the eyes between his brows fixed on the Prophet. When the two eyes touched, both of them tremble.

“What is this?” The Prophet exclaimed, feeling a wave of anxiety and panic.

The eye that Mu Fan opened made it scared, panicked, a little shocked and unbelief. Why does this human have this ability similar to it?

But now I can’t take care of a lot, the prophet’s trick is brewing, and a ray of light shines.

This light has the power to stifle everything, as if the power of destiny kills everything.

Huh!

At the same time, Mu Fan’s eyes of God revealed a ray of light, and also greeted him with the terrifying power that obliterated everything.

The two eyes collided together, there was no explosion, let alone any sound, only silent annihilation.

Those two terrible forces annihilated each other, and wiped out all the solar energy and matter within ten kilometers of the surrounding area.

At this moment, Mu Fan, the prophet, the two were in a stalemate, and the obliterating light from the eyes of both sides kept colliding, annihilating, disappearing, and then continuing to collide.


“Void carving formation, it seems true, you are still a formation master.”

The prophet looked at the immortal formations around him, not panicking at all, but looked at Mu Fan mockingly.

It said: “I have noticed you when I was in human society.”

“To be honest, I have seen your soul memory and I haven’t found anything wrong with you. Why did you explode with such amazing strength and achievements?”

The Prophet was a little puzzled and puzzled, because he had personally checked Mu Fan’s soul memory.

Mu Fan listened in awe, and asked quietly: “The system, what it says is true, have I been remembered by my soul?”

“Yes, it did check your soul, but it’s useless, because the system hides everything and it doesn’t know anything.”

A systematic response came in my mind, very calm.

Mu Fan heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he didn’t discover his secret.

“You are not a human being. You come from the center of the kingdom of God. Why do you stay here?”

The prophet said with an annoyed look: “Originally, you were able to leave this planet and go to the vast kingdom of God, but you stayed behind to do my good deeds.”

“I knew it, I suggested that the senior management of the Ninth District would kill you.” It said that, feeling a trace of regret in its heart.

Mu Fan shouldn’t be left, it’s fine now, and they have grown to the point where they can threaten it.

“However, since you don’t leave, now you have no chance to leave. Your soul is destined to belong to me.”

“Also, including your undead body has also become my carrier. When you peel off your soul, enter your body, and merge with your eye, maybe my power will be stronger and truly Invincible.”

The more the Prophet talked, the more excited he became, and a scorching light appeared in his eyes, as if he had already regarded Mu Fan as a dish.

And why is it not that Mu Fan, taking the prophet in front of him as a dish, has already figured out how to eat it in his heart.

“Laugh, you won’t be able to laugh later.”

Mu Fan snorted coldly, and intertwined his hands to depict countless array patterns. The fairy arrays emerged one after another, and then the infinite energy of the sun was constructed to form a huge imprisonment.

“Confinement!”

In an instant, a loud shout came, and the prophet only felt his body tighten, and a powerful force held it there.

Although it was only a moment to break free, but it was this moment that was enough time for Mu Fan to start his plan.

“Xianding, suppress!”

The next moment, I saw Mu Fan sacrificed the immortal tripod and put on the hood at the moment the prophet broke free from the imprisonment.

Xianding buckled, and directly retracted the prophet’s eyes. With a bang, the mouth of the tripod was closed, and the suppression was completed in an instant.

“Human, you are too naive, a mere mouthful of a tripod is like sealing me?”

There was a wild laugh from the cauldron. Although the Prophet was frightened, he did not panic at all. Instead, bursts of bright light burst out.

boom!

A beam of light shot out and bombarded the inner wall of the Xianding tripod, causing a violent explosion, causing the Xianding tripod to buzz and tremble.

Loud banging bangs kept coming, and the prophet inside was about to break through the suppressive blockade of the Immortal Ding and rushed out, and the mouth of the Ding was about to be lifted.

“town!”

Seeing nothing, Mu Fan went up and pressed a palm on the mouth of the tripod. The powerful force pressed down the opening of the tripod, firmly pressing the prophet inside.

“I thought of it after I received it. It’s you innocently.”

Mu Fan sneered and finished, the immortal power gushing out from his body, forming a chain of restraints on the great cauldron. The powerful imprisoning power matched the immortal cauldron’s restraining power, and layer upon layer of the prophet’s body was wrapped.

That eye, entangled and blocked by dense fairy chains, made the prophet aware of the seriousness of the problem, and it seemed to have fallen.

Mu Fan tried his best to imprison it in the immortal cauldron. This was what he had to do, because the prophet could not be killed.

This guy will resurrect indefinitely, die once and resurrect once, and can’t kill it. He can only find a way to imprison and seal it and then find a way to solve it.

“System, how much does it need to refine it?”

Having imprisoned the Prophet a little bit, Mu Fan immediately asked the system.

Because he knows very well that relying on the immortal cauldron can only temporarily suppress the prophet, it is unrealistic to want to truly seal and be trapped forever.

It won’t take long for the prophet to break through the ban and kill him. Then it will be really troublesome.

“The host only needs one trillion krypton gold to perfect refining and extract the innate ability of the opponent’s infinite resurrection.”

The system gave the answer directly, very simply.

One trillion, Mu Fan felt cold and paralyzed. He actually asked for so much money.

I just made a fortune before, and my whole family possessions is about one trillion yuan. Now the system will burn out as soon as I open it. It’s a fake if I don’t feel distressed.

After all, the money that was saved with great difficulty will be burnt up all at once, which is somewhat depressing.

Cang Dang!

The fairy ding trembled and made a loud noise, and the prophet inside couldn’t suppress it, and he was about to rush out after breaking free a little bit.

“Human, you can’t seal me.”

Just listening to the prophet’s laughter from the fairy cauldron, the aura gradually became terrifying, and there was really no way to suppress this weird fellow.

Seeing this, Mu Fan’s face condensed, and he hummed, “Since you can’t be suppressed, then you will be refined.”

“Hahahaha, it’s ridiculous.”

Hearing this, the prophet laughed, with a kind of sarcasm and disdain.

It laughed wildly: “Human, you are too naive, you want to refine me, you don’t know how ridiculous and pathetic you are.”

“Humans are ignorance and ignorance.”

The prophet’s tone was full of disdain and contempt, and he didn’t believe that Mu Fan could refine it.

Even suppression can’t be done. Isn’t it ridiculous to talk about refining?

“Laugh to your heart’s content, you won’t be able to laugh later.”

Mu Fan snorted, ignoring the prophet’s sarcasm, but communicating with the system, directly.

“The system, one trillion krypton gold, refine it for me.”



He ruthlessly agreed to the systematic method, one trillion yuan of krypton gold, directly refining this strange and unpredictable prophet.

Ding!

“Krypton gold is one trillion, and the refining begins.”

As the system prompt came, Mu Fan felt a mysterious mighty force gushing out, instantly enveloping the immortal tripod.

The prophet who was struggling to break through suddenly felt a burst of crisis, and instinctively felt that a breath of death directly overwhelmed it.

“Ah… what is this?”

I just heard a scream of scream suddenly came from inside the Xianding tripod.

At this moment, the Prophet was really scared.

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