The First Charge of 1 Billion at the Beginning

In the next moment, Mu Fan simply and neatly drew the dense formation lines, the fairy marks intertwined, forming a powerful fairy formation to envelop.

"Void Carving Formation, it seems true, you are still a formation master."

The Prophet looked at the surrounding fairy formations, not panicking at all, but looked at Mu Fan mockingly.

It said: "I have noticed you since I was in human society."

"To be honest, I have read your soul memory, and I didn't find anything wrong with you. Why did you explode with such amazing strength and achievements?"

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

Mu Fan felt awe-inspiring after hearing this, and asked quietly: "System, what it said is true, did I see the soul memory?"

"Yes, it did check your soul, but it's useless, because this system hides everything, it won't know anything."

There was a systematic response in my mind, very calm.

Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, as long as he didn't discover his secret.

"You don't belong to human beings. You come from the center of the kingdom of God. Why do you stay here?"

The prophet said angrily: "Originally, you were able to leave this planet and go to the vast kingdom of God, but you stayed here to spoil my good deeds."

"I knew it earlier, I suggested that the high-level officials of the Ninth District kill you." When it said this, it felt a trace of regret in its heart.

Mu Fan shouldn't be left behind, it's all right now, he has grown to the point where he can threaten him.

"However, since you don't leave, you have no chance to leave now. Your soul is destined to belong to me."

"Also, this immortal body including yours has also become my carrier. After stripping your soul, entering your body, and merging your eye, perhaps, my power will be stronger, truly invincible."

The more the Prophet spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyes glowed brightly, as if he had already regarded Mu Fan as a dish.

As for Mu Fan, he regarded the prophet in front of him as a dish, and he had already thought about how to eat it in his heart.

"Laugh, you won't be able to laugh later."

Mu Fan snorted coldly, intertwined his hands, and carved out countless formations. Immortal formations popped up one after another, and then the infinite energy of the sun was built to form a huge prison.

"Confinement!"

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

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

"Xianding, suppress!"

The next moment, Mu Fan sacrificed the fairy cauldron and put his head on it the moment the prophet broke free from the imprisonment.

With a buckle of the cauldron, the eyes of the prophet's body were directly put in. With a bang, the mouth of the cauldron was closed, and the suppression was completed in an instant.

"Human, you are so naive, just taking a sip of the cauldron is like sealing me?"

A wild laugh came from inside the cauldron. Although the prophet was startled, he didn't panic at all. Instead, bursts of bright light burst out.

boom!

A beam of light shot out and bombarded the inner wall of the cauldron, causing a violent explosion, which made the cauldron hum and vibrate.

Bang, bang, bang bangs kept coming, and the prophet inside was about to break through the suppressive blockade of the fairy cauldron and rush out, and the cauldron's mouth was about to be opened.

"town!"

Seeing that it was not going well, Mu Fan went up and pressed his palm on the mouth of the tripod. The powerful force severely pressed down the opened mouth of the tripod, firmly suppressing the prophet inside.

"You still want to come out after being accepted by me. You are the one who is so naive."

After Mu Fan finished speaking with a sneer, all the immortal power poured out of his body, forming chains of restraints on the cauldron. The powerful confinement power cooperated with the confinement power of the cauldron, enveloping the prophet's body layer by layer.

That eye was entangled and blocked by dense fairy chains, which made the prophet realize the seriousness of the problem, and seemed to have been tricked.

Mu Fan tried his best to imprison it in the Immortal Cauldron. This is what he wants to do, because the Prophet cannot be killed.

This guy is resurrected infinitely, once he dies and resurrects again, he can't finish killing him, so he can only find a way to imprison and seal it and then find a way to solve it.

"System, how much does it take to refine it?"

After imprisoning the Prophet for a while, Mu Fan immediately asked the system.

Because he knew very well that relying on the Immortal Cauldron could only temporarily suppress the Prophet, and it was unrealistic to truly seal and trap him forever.

It won't take long for the Prophet to break through the ban and kill him. It will be really troublesome at that time, and it will not be so easy to imprison him again.

"The host only needs one hundred trillion krypton gold to refine it perfectly and extract the innate ability of the opponent's infinite resurrection."

The system gave the answer directly, very simply.

One hundred trillion, Mu Fan's heart turned cold when he heard it, and he was paralyzed, so much money.

I just made a fortune before, and my entire family property is about one hundred trillion yuan. Now the system is about to burn out as soon as I open my mouth. It would be a lie to say that I don't feel bad.

After all, the money I have saved with great difficulty will be burned all at once, which is somewhat depressing.

Bang!

The cauldron trembled and made loud noises. The prophet inside couldn't hold it back, and broke free from the restraints little by little, and was about to rush out.

"Human, you cannot seal me."

Hearing the prophet's laughter from inside the cauldron, the aura gradually became terrifying, and there was really no way to suppress this weird guy.

Seeing this, Mu Fan's expression froze, and he snorted, "Since you can't be suppressed, then I will refine you."

"Hahahaha, how ridiculous."

The Prophet laughed out loud after hearing this, with a kind of mockery and disdain.

It laughed wildly: "Human, you are so naive, you want to refine me, you don't know how ridiculous and pathetic you are."

"Human beings are ignorant and ignorant."

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

Isn't it ridiculous to talk about refining when you can't even suppress it?

"Laugh to your heart's content, you won't be able to laugh later."

Mu Fan snorted, ignoring the prophet's sarcasm, but communicated with the system and paid directly.

"System, one hundred trillion krypton gold, refined it for me."

He was ruthless, and directly agreed to the system's method, krypton gold one hundred trillion, and directly refined this weird and unpredictable prophet.

Ding!

"One hundred trillion krypton gold, start refining."

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

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

"Ah... what is this?"

All I heard was a shrill scream from inside Xianding.

At this moment, the Prophet was really terrified.

Chapter 442

On the sun, boundless energy surged, exploded, and boiled.

There was a fairy cauldron floating there, humming bursts.

hum!

The cauldron trembled, and there was a person standing in front of it, it was Mu Fan.

"Ah... Human, I can't finish with you..."

At this moment, the prophet's screams continued to come from inside the fairy cauldron.

It realized that it had really been tricked, and this human seemed to have the terrifying ability to refine it.

The Prophet felt in horror that he was being imprisoned by a mysterious force and began to refine it.

What exactly is this ability, and why it can be directly imprisoned and refined, it is simply unbelievable, it is impossible to exist.

"No, I won't die, fate is empty, open!"

At the last moment, the Prophet unleashed all his abilities, exerting a terrifying power, and the power of fate was surging, countering the mighty power of the system.

"System, is there a problem?"

Mu Fan nervously looked at the violently shaking fairy cauldron, the light was shining brightly, as if it was about to explode.

"It's not a big problem, host, please wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

The system responded lightly, and then fell silent.

Looking at the constantly shaking fairy cauldron, the prophet's angry roar and painful wailing came from inside, constantly resisting the refining of the system.

Unfortunately, it was no match for the power of the system after all, and finally lost its resistance bit by bit.

"No, what kind of power is this?"

"Human, damn it, let me out and fight me fairly."

The prophet panicked and said such words.

Mu Fan dismissed it, and still fought fairly, you're out of your mind.

Only a fool will let you out, and finally confines you to the Immortal Cauldron for the time being, so that the system has the opportunity to directly refine it.

Such a good opportunity, if you miss it, it will be really difficult to realize. This weird prophet has strange and unpredictable abilities, and there is nothing he can do to escape.

I had looked for its traces before, but I never found it. Now that I ran out, I obviously thought that I no longer needed to worry about it.

But it's a pity that when I met Mu Fan, who was hanging on the wall, with a system plug-in, he naturally ended up miserable.

"Ah... my original power, my resurrection ability..."

"Do not..."