Chapter 412 Catastrophic Objects [The Prophet Fala's Pen of Cause and Effect]

Ji Xun activated the psychic scroll left by Nanjing, and in an instant, a mysterious nine-pointed star teleportation array appeared in the void.

This psychic array is directly connected to the underworld, and the specifications of the ancient mantras on the nine-pointed star are extremely high as long as you are not blind.

People on the opposite side of the southern continent also knew that something was wrong when they saw this posture.

And the blind old man who was still hiding in the dark had a very bad premonition.

Seers are unusually sensitive to their own mortality. If it was like a needle-like light before, and it occasionally made his eyebrows feel uncomfortable; now when he saw the psychic formation appearing, he could feel the hair on the hair standing on end as the God of Death stood behind him.

The old man didn't care about anything else and shouted quickly: "Quick! Stop him at all costs!"

While speaking, he hastily released several spell cards towards Ji Xun.

Unfortunately, there is no sure-hit effect of "magic locking". For Ji Xun, this kind of spell poses almost no threat.

Seeing this, the other two seventh-level and several other dragonborn card masters who were still alive also rushed towards Ji Xun.

Ji Xun was channeling spirits and couldn't teleport, but he had no intention of escaping.

At this moment, seeing the enemies surrounding him, he only had a strange smile on his face.

He poured spell power into the scroll he was facing with one hand, pointed his fingers toward the sky with the other hand, and softly chanted: "Wu Jie·Yu!"

In an instant, the sealing runes on the Black Demon's gloves lit up, and an isolation barrier covered Ji Xun's body.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Various spells exploded brilliantly on the body surface.

The absolute repulsive barrier formed by the lightless sun can block any attack on the material level.

In fact, as long as Ji Xun dares to use [Black Demon] unscrupulously, even if he can resist the attacks of this group of people, he can last for a long time before the magic power is exhausted.

In the blink of an eye, the magic circle constructed by the psychic scroll was completed, and a girl with a round head in a black dress walked out of the array.

If not Nanjing, who is it?

Only Ji Xun has this scroll. Of course Nan Jing knew that it was Ji Xun who was calling her, so she came happily.

As soon as he came out and looked at Ji Xun, his pretty face was full of surprise: "Wow~ Mr. Ji Xun, long time no see!"

Ji Xun looked at the girl's careless smile and felt a little helpless. He went straight to the topic and said: "Let's talk about old times later. Do me a favor first and hold these people back. There is a prophet over there, and I plan to go Get rid of it.”

Although he almost died that time in Ji Xun City, Ji Xun never used this scroll from beginning to end.

The most fundamental reason is that he is not sure whether channeling Miss Ballhead will deceive his friends.

But this time it's different.

They have just pushed these guys in front of them to this extent, but they still can't do anything about themselves. It seems that these are the only methods they can use.

Ji Xun estimated that he could keep a few.

So you need strong helpers.

It was hard to say anything else, but he still felt that the methods of this heir to the high priest line of Talon were fine.

Not even weaker than himself.

Although Nan Jing knew that Ji Xun must be in trouble when he summoned him, he also sensed the aggressive murderous intent when he came over.

But when he looked at the postures around him, his expression was instantly startled.

She glanced at Ji Xun again, her astonished expression seemed to be asking: Three seventh levels? Were you fighting with these people just now?

And according to Ji Xun's words, he was not forced into a desperate situation and needed help to escape.

But to counterattack the enemy?

How is this guy so brave?

oh.

It always has been.

He is Mr. Ji Xun.

The strange color in Nan Jing's watery crystal eyes disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of embarrassment. He responded obediently: "Oh."

Ji Xun glanced at her and finally asked one more question: "Are you sure?"

Nan Jing glanced at the dragon-born card masters, smiled lightly and showed his cute little tiger teeth, and said: "If it's just a delay, of course it's no problem."

Ji Xun looked at each other and smiled, nodding: "That's good."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Jing's face showed serious expression, and the curse power rolled all over his body. The shadow of the demon god had already appeared behind him: "Devil's solution: Yushenting!"

Without giving any enemy a chance, she pulled a huge scroll from the void with her slender hand. She slapped it with one hand and shouted softly: "Necromantic Art·Undead Arena!"

In an instant, a super-large psychic array appeared covering a large area with a radius of one kilometer, and a large phantom of a building suddenly appeared in the surrounding void.

The shadow enveloped everyone, solidifying in an instant and turning into a huge arena.

Is this a gladiatorial arena created out of thin air?

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the two seventh-level warriors immediately transformed into giant dragons and flew away from the arena.

But as if they were bound by some mysterious force, as soon as they took off, some spell chains appeared on their bodies, preventing them from leaving.

Even if the angry dragon's breath was sprayed on the building, it was completely useless except for knocking down some rubble.

It seems that the two seventh-level people were completely controlled and killed here immediately.

Ji Xun looked slightly surprised.

Observing carefully, this arena exudes a dark aura of death like a demon. It is actually a disaster of unknown level?

Being able to control a seventh-level dragon-born card master, could it be an eighth-level disaster?

Ji Xun had known a long time ago that Nanjing could channel psychic objects whose rank was much higher than his own because of the high priest's lineage.

Looking at it now, this ability seems to be even more outrageous.

However, just when Ji Xun was looking at the long-unseen Miss with a new look, Nan Jing stuck out his tongue and whispered in a shy voice: "Mr. Ji Xun, hurry up. This spiritualism is of a high grade, I can't hold on for long."

Ji Xun laughed, "Okay!"

As he said that, a crack in the void appeared in front of him.

With one step, he appeared next to the black curtain where the blind old man was hiding in the distance.

Nan Jing saw Ji Xun's hand moving in the void, and his eyes blinked, muttering in his heart: "It turns out that it's not just me who has become stronger. Mr. Ji Xun has also become so powerful."

As soon as the Colosseum appeared, the balance of victory and defeat immediately tilted.

Ji Xun originally planned that Nan Jing could help him hold back a seventh-level, but he didn't expect that he was so strong and directly controlled the whole field.

In this way, he only had to concentrate on dealing with the blind old man.

But even if help came, the seventh-level was not so easy to kill.

As soon as Ji Xun teleported over, he raised his hand and punched the black curtain.

Now the repulsive field of the [Black Magic] gloves lingered all over his body. No matter what dark spells the opponent released, it was unlikely to hurt him in theory.

And the blind old man probably knew that he couldn't run away, so he didn't plan to run.

But Ji Xun didn't think he could kill the other party so easily. Instead, he looked forward to it in his heart: "This old man foresaw that I would appear here, how would he deal with it?"

I thought the other party would have some special means to avoid this almost fatal punch, or use some relics to block it.

However, the result surprised Ji Xun.

The ripples on the fist exploded on the black curtain.

This charged punch, even a large area of ​​nearby space was hit with spider web-like cracks.

The prophet's body was weak and he was not good at various defensive methods. The black curtain could not stop the large-scale gravitational wave impact.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, there was a sound like flesh and blood tissue exploding.

Ji Xun also clearly sensed that the target's "qi" was dissipating.

The black curtain exploded like a balloon, and a piece of flesh and blood could be seen bursting inside.

Ji Xun even clearly sensed the out-of-control extraordinary characteristics of the corpse fragments.

It was over with one punch.

"Just killed like that?"

Ji Xun looked at this scene, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

This seventh-level prophet was too easy to kill, right?

However, before he could get confused, a strong sense of death crisis suddenly hit him.

Ji Xun had no time to dodge, and his body exploded with a "bang" into a sky full of stinking rotten meat.

This scene was too dramatic, it looked like the two of them died together?

Even Nan Jing, who was always paying attention to the battlefield from a distance, trembled suddenly in his crystal eyes just now. But then, as if he had discovered something, his brows relaxed instantly, and the spell he had prepared in his hand was released.

A strange scene took place.

Ji Xun slowly stood up from the shadow not far from the exploded body.

Just as he stood up, he exploded with a "bang".

Not far away, the second shadow stood up, and Ji Xun completely neutralized the mysterious power.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ji Xun also narrowed his eyes slightly and grinned: "So that's it. I almost died again"

Sure enough, the means of the seventh-level prophet are not that simple.

Of course, he understood that the means that ignored all defenses just now was a very clever "curse".

And the power of this curse is so strong that it seems that the blind old man used his own life as a medium to release it.

This attack is enough to easily kill any card master below the eighth level.

Unfortunately, Ji Xun had already deduced this possibility.

In fact, when he tested the opponent's divination ability several times before, he had already noticed that after he was injured, the flesh and blood medium might have been collected by the enemy.

Flesh and blood are a necessary condition for casting a directional curse.

If it were Ji Xun himself, as long as he knew the curse, he would definitely not let go of this method that can ignore defense.

Since he thought of it, he would naturally not be unprepared.

So from the beginning to the end, he never used the clown's exclusive magical power [Shadow Substitute], which can exempt from fatal attacks.

It was to guard against the mysterious methods that the Black Magic Glove could not resist.

After all, prophecy has limitations, and it is a fate spell that can be released once.

The blind old man predicted his own death, so it is impossible for him to predict that Ji Xun would use the shadow secret method to escape.

So it is almost destined that Ji Xun can use the shadow substitute to exempt from a fatal crisis.

The facts also proved once again that his caution added an important chip to victory.

Ji Xun was not surprised to be counterattacked before death.

But what surprised him was that the blind old man really used his life for the last time?

Really dead?

Obviously not.

Just when Ji Xun stood up from the shadow, the mass of flesh and blood not far away actually condensed visibly.

As if time went back, it was reshaped into the blind old man in an instant.

"Huh?"

Ji Xun was also very surprised to see the scene of resurrection on the spot.

It was definitely not a spell like the substitute he used.

He had just seen this guy die, how could he be resurrected?

Healing?

Time travel?

Or some other method?

It was because he couldn't understand that he was so surprised.

However, the blind old man opposite him was also extremely shocked.

He never expected that his desperate curse would fail to kill the target?

Looking at Ji Xun emerging from the shadow, not only the old man, but also the faces of the seven or eight people in the southern continent froze.

They realized that they had encountered an opponent with a terrifying ability to calculate.

Everyone knows that it is almost impossible to face the prophetic ability of the Archdeacon Ram of the Holy See.

However, they saw a different result.

This guy not only did not die, but almost killed the Archdeacon?

Ji Xun looked at the resurrected old man in front of him and saw some changes.

This guy was originally old. After resurrection, it was more like aging ten years, and it felt like he was running out of energy.

"Does the resurrection secret method just now consume life?"

Ji Xun suddenly realized.

It seems that just like his "Undying Curse" infinite healing, this bug-like resurrection ability has a huge price.

What a pity, if he really has to fight for life, Ji Xun feels that he will not lose.

I think that kind of curse can't be used a second time in a short time, but he won't give the other party a second chance.

Just when he recovered, the air rang, and Ji Xun disappeared on the spot.

Now is the gap between the opponent's prophecy and spells, this is the best opportunity.

The blind old man sensed Ji Xun rushing over, and his expression was very ugly, but he had to deal with it.

The shadow of the demon god appeared behind him, and he took out a card: "Domain·Spiritual Vision!"

The domain was displayed, as if nothing happened.

Ji Xun was also curious about what domain this old man had comprehended before, and now he roughly understood it after seeing this posture.

There was no abnormality, that is, this domain was not an offensive or defensive domain, and it was most likely to amplify himself.

The idea flashed through his mind, and Ji Xun would not give the enemy a chance to condense spells again. He stepped into the air and rushed a hundred meters, and punched him again.

Punches hit the face, it was difficult for this guy to cast spells.

However.

The magical scene was staged again.

Although Ji Xun's rank was lower than the opponent, he didn't think a prophet could avoid a melee card master's face-to-face melee.

However, the old man on the opposite side did it.

Ji Xun punched him, and this guy seemed to have "seen" the future suddenly, and miraculously used a strange body movement that could produce afterimages to sway slowly.

This made the fist avoid the body and hit the void.

"Huh?"

After Ji Xun punched, he felt something was wrong.

It felt like he was aiming at the center of the target, but every time the bullet hit the outer ring, avoiding the most fatal place.

Although the gravitational wave still hurt the opponent, it was not enough to kill him on the spot.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang".

Ji Xun punched dozens of times in succession, and the fist shadows were as dense as a rainstorm.

But to his surprise, this guy actually avoided the vital points with every punch.

It was not the reflex of the flesh, but the magical ability of foresight.

This is an unconscious body control behavior that allows the body to avoid the upcoming fatal attack like a conditioned reflex.

It's like "prediction".

But it would be fine if he predicted it once, but this guy could predict it every time.

This is hard to explain.

After dozens of punches, Ji Xun also discovered some tricks and thought: "Can this field enhance the ability to perceive the crisis of death? Awesome!"

He also seemed to have discovered a new world.

This feeling is a bit like what Gong Wu taught him before, that the "intention" has been tempered to the extreme effect.

At that level, dodging fatal attacks does not even require the brain to make the body dodge.

That is to say, the old man is weak, so he was hit by punches.

If a melee card master really mastered this ability, Ji Xun's fists might not hit the target at all.

"What a powerful field!"

Although it is an enemy, it must be said that Ji Xun also feels very novel about this field.

But there is no time to lose.

He knew that if he dragged it on, when the enemy's predictive ability was ready, things might change again.

Ji Xun did not hold back any more, and suddenly charged a punch, and once again smashed the void into spider web fragments.

With a "bang".

The blind old man exploded into a ball of blood mist again.

He killed him again.

"Oh, that's not right!"

But at the first moment, Ji Xun did not feel any relief, but felt a suffocating feeling of death coming, and quickly retreated a long way.

Looking again, the corpse fragments not far away went back again and reshaped into the blind old man.

But this time, the old man was even older than before, and he was like a flame swaying in the wind, and his breath was unstable.

It seemed that the resurrection just now had exhausted his few remaining lifespans.

However, even so, a touch of determination appeared in those pale eyes, as if he wanted to kill the enemy in front of him with his last breath.

Ji Xun felt this determination, and his scalp tingled instantly.

This was the moment he felt closest to death since the beginning of the battle.

Up to now, he had used up all his means.

He knew very well that if the old man on the opposite side used the curse just now again, he would be killed.

However, no matter how dangerous it was, Ji Xun could not see a trace of fear or fear on his face. He just grinned and faced everything that was about to come.

As a seventh-level prophet, I am very happy to have the honor to fight with such an enemy to the extent of using all my means.

It is a life-and-death battle that depends on each person's ability.

Since I chose to fight, I was prepared to be killed.

Besides, the opponent was in such a state that he might not be able to kill me even if he tried his best.

Even Nan Jing, who was not far away, sensed something and his face changed slightly, wanting to take action.

However, this death crisis suddenly increased, but before it reached its peak, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The blind old man in the distance raised his hand and was about to release the spell card in his hand, but he froze in mid-air, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, and he died on the spot in an instant.

When Ji Xun saw this, he already understood that the old man's life was over.

Whether it was the curse or the prophecy, the backlash on the body was unimaginable.

The fierce battle just now, the continuous use of the prophecy, and the "resurrection" twice, had exhausted the remaining vitality of the old blind man.

Seeing this, Ji Xun breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I couldn't hold on to the end."

It seems that he was forced to death by himself. To be honest, this blind old man died of fate.

If the enemy's life span is enough, it's hard to say what the result of this battle will be.

The blind old man died on the spot.

This time there was no "resurrection".

At this time, Ji Xun saw clearly that a quill pen in his hand slowly fell.

Nan Jing, who was far away, saw this and murmured: "It turned out that this relic predicted his own death in advance, and used the relic to rewrite the tragedy that was bound to happen."

As soon as these words came out, the effect of this relic was revealed.

Ji Xun also saw some information from the enlightenment.

[The Pen of Tampering with Life of the Prophet Fala]

Detailed explanation: An ancient relic of epic quality; a relic exclusive to the prophet sequence, which can modify the future that has been predicted to happen to oneself; using this relic requires proficiency in the law of fate, and consumes a lot of life,

"Disaster?"

Ji Xun looked at the grade of the quill pen and was not too surprised.

Something that can resurrect the old man twice must be of a very high grade.

But when he looked at the effect of this pen, he was impressed by the power of the law of destiny again.

It can actually modify the predicted future?

A life-and-death battle has always been the fastest and most effective way to improve perception.

Killing this prophet, everything seems to be settled.

The moment he relaxed, Ji Xun seemed to have touched some mysterious secrets of the universe, and he had some insights.

The ability of the prophet actually has a lot in common with "I am the world".

Destiny is like the lines of the universe, the past, present, and future. Prophecy uses mysterious power to spy on those lines;

And I am the world, like a detective, uses logic to deduce the origin of the deep universe.

But at this moment, Ji Xun witnessed with his own eyes that someone could use the relic [The Prophet Fala's Pen of Fate] to tamper with his own destiny, which gave him a very wonderful feeling

As if the world is like a huge storybook.

All the characters in it, including Ji Xun himself, are controlled by an invisible line of fate.

But as long as you stand high enough in the extraordinary dimension, it seems that you have some kind of pen that can tamper with your own destiny.

Or, the act of tampering with fate itself is a part of your own destiny?

Ji Xun fell into a wonderful state of enlightenment.

Countless thoughts in his mind collided rapidly, flashing brilliant sparks of inspiration.

However, before he could think more, Nan Jing, who was not far away, discovered something and reminded: "Someone is coming!"

Ji Xun came back to his senses instantly after hearing it.

He put the body into the oil painting without hesitation, then teleported over to pull the ball-headed lady, and said urgently: "Let's leave here first!"

When he saw the lineup of this team chasing before, he guessed that there might be a large force from the southern continent nearby.

And it must be very strong.

Before you understand the situation, it is not the time to confront head-on.

Nan Jing didn't understand the situation, but she had absolute trust in Ji Xun, so she nodded and said, "Okay!"

As they spoke, the two of them completely ignored the two seventh-level dragon descendants who were chasing them, and ran wildly in the void.

Soon they disappeared into the endless void.