Chapter 530

Beggar??

Although these alchemists also learned Chinese and even wore translators, they didn't understand what it meant.

"You beggars, please line up over there. We're all too busy!" these disciples of the netherworld sect pointed one after another.

For them, it is a little unrealistic for these people to come to beg at this time.

After all, they were busy rebuilding themselves and didn't eat a full meal. What fun did these people come to join in!

"Beggars?" the alchemists were all slightly stunned and reacted the next moment.

"You're insulting us!" although they are lame and 100 years old, alchemists generally have a life span of 300 years.

Therefore, they are equivalent to 30-year-old people, but because of the equivalent exchange of alchemy, they have some damage themselves.

So it's normal for them to have some defects at this time. The other party says they are beggars, which is not happy.

"Oh, my friend, have you ever seen such a cool beggar as us?"

These alchemists seem to be very confident in their appearance and pose, which is simply human confusion.

"Are these people mentally ill?" all the disciples of Ming Tianzong took a breath. It's really hard to compliment such people.

This is a living patient who doesn't know which hospital came out!

"Go, go and find out which hospital they are in, and send it back quickly. My scalp is numb with embarrassment!" an inner disciple trembled and hurriedly ordered to go down.

"Yes."

A gust of breeze blew and brought up green leaves.

Alchemists were a group of people who were immediately embarrassed. It was difficult to move.

No way. In this case, who can tell that they are alchemists?

To outsiders, they are just a group of beggars who can perform.

No matter how you look at the image, it is difficult to hook up with the alchemist.

So at this moment, their complexion gradually became gloomy. It's reasonable that they shouldn't have come. Are the martial arts practitioners in China welcome with both hands and feet? Now what does that mean?

"Give them some color to see," said the alchemist in the green hat, who was the first of them.

"Pusma boom, the art of fire!" these alchemists raised their hands after reading.

On the alchemy box, there is a circular pattern, in which two triangular handstands intersect, flashing red light.

The next moment they raised their hands over their heads, and the fiery red pattern on the mark was instantly ignited.

Turned into a raging fire and poured out in an instant.

The whole fire instantly ignited these peripheral buildings, which scared the disciples of mingtianzong out of voice and screamed, and hurried to transport water to put out the fire.

"Are you afraid? This is our alchemy, the absolute peak that a small country like you can never reach!"

The green hat alchemist laughed, and the alchemy pattern above his hands was still emitting a steady stream of flames, which made them panic.

"Sleeping trough! Which Gou RI lit the door I just built! Sleeping trough, put out the fire!"

The disciples of Ming Tianzong only saw a fire in the air and instantly lit half of these newly built buildings.

Then I saw that it was made by these strange guys.

They are in various shapes, which looks strange at this time.

But there was a ring above their hands and a flame came out.

"Incredible, no, put out the fire!" they were stunned, and then they hurried to put out their own fire.

You can let go of anything else first.

Looking at such a busy crowd, the alchemist of green hat laughed and then asked, "what does lying trough mean? It seems that there is no such thing in the thesaurus."

He turned and asked. The people behind shook their heads. They didn't know what this meant, otherwise they would have said it earlier.

"Well, it should mean that we are very powerful. When they saw my strange alchemy, they made a sound of worship and admiration. It should be these two words."

Suddenly, an attendant explained that the meaning was very similar, which was basically the meaning.

"We alchemists, that's quite a lying trough. How can we understand this, just a small country of bullets?"

The alchemist headed by the green hat was also very proud and smiled coldly.

He shook his head and had a general idea of the strength of the martial arts practitioners in China.

"I thought it was a very powerful person, but I didn't expect it to be a group of waste!"

Everyone burst into laughter, obviously feeling that the other party's reaction was ridiculous.

"How can such people defeat our genetically modified soldiers?"

A man asked. Suddenly, the alchemist of green hat looked at him with a vicious look and said, "if you say that again, you will sacrifice the great Gebo!"

As soon as he said this, the man was afraid to speak.

This is China. If they say so directly, it must cause a great sensation to let the other party know that the barbarians are their hands and feet.

It's a question whether they can go back alive.

Talking about such a dangerous topic at this time is really not dare by ordinary people.

So at this time, he directly interrupted the other party, and then it would be revealed.

The next moment he was scolding the man, suddenly a figure flashed in the air.

The emperor of Hades looked at the sect door he had finally rebuilt and was blackened by the other party.

Then he took out his long sword, and many sword Qi rippled out in an instant, directly cutting off the foundation of these flames and really extinguishing the fire with sword Qi.

Vacuum isolation can extinguish the fire, and the sword gas can still!

"What's that?" these alchemists naturally noticed this action.

The emperor of the netherworld went on with several sword Qi, mixed with the real Qi he controlled, and directly cut off these fire sources.

"What a strange flame! It seems to be a fake, but it has the effect of fire." the emperor of Hades is also very surprised now.

He has never encountered such a thing.

The tip of the sword went straight into the ground, and then his steps fell gently on the handle of the sword. Put your hands behind you and look around.

"Sect leader." the disciples of the netherworld sect saluted one after another.

At this moment, they all bent down, and the alchemists raised their eyelids, thinking that this should be their king.

"The fire you set?" the emperor of the netherworld looked dimly.

The green hat alchemist remembered the word just now and said, "yes, we are lying in the trough!"