A group of prophets, divided into two peculiar races.

One is the Prophet Clan with the power of the Prophet, and the other is the Warrior Clan with powerful combat power.

The two races jointly formed a group of prophets. The Zhan clan is born to be a fighter, basically ruled by the Zhan clan on the road, and the group of prophets has accurate prophecy. They can predict the fate, the world, but they can't predict itself.

For the prophecy of the group of prophets, the eighth-level rule naturally believed deeply, and he was horrified that Xia Bo's fate line would be so terrifying.

A group of prophets have never encountered a life form with more success lines than failure lines since they explored fate.

This is something that has never happened before.

And now they not only met one, what's even more exaggerated is that this guy's success line has exceeded 50,000!

This is simply unbelievable!

This means that Xia Bo has many life lines in the future, and most of them will be successful!

"However, having many success lines does not necessarily mean that he will succeed, and what you are predicting now is only the present. The lifeline of the future is changeable, and everyone's life is changing every second!" said the eight-level rule .

He knew that the group of prophets had a very fatal weakness, that is, most of the things predicted would not actually happen.

Similar to the butterfly effect.

It is very likely that a small move by them will lead to the outbreak of the butterfly effect, which will bring about a change in the fate line!

The Prophet shook his head: "You're talking about changes that will only happen when those of us who know the fate line interfere... Wait, you want to interfere with his fate line!!!"

He fixed his gaze on the eighth-level rules, as if he wanted to re-understand the eighth-level rules in front of him.

Interfering with the fate line is a taboo among the Prophet group, but it is not so serious on the road.

But it's still unreasonable to do so.

What's more, they also helped the prophets.

"I didn't say I wanted to interfere. The leader of the first team has murderous intentions towards Xia Bo at this moment. If I inform the leader of the first team about Xia Bo's fate, it doesn't count as my direct intervention.

You are still fine. "

The eighth-level rule said lightly, and a burst of light appeared on his body.

The prophet was surprised: "Where are you going!!!"

The voice of the eight-level rule was flat: "Where I go has nothing to do with you. You are safe now, and my mission is considered complete. Naturally, I have to leave."

After all, his figure disappeared.

The Prophet looked at Xia Bo who was already standing on the road, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"He will definitely tell the head of the first team about this matter. This is not a direct intervention, but it is also an indirect intervention!"

Then, his gaze became deep, and the intricate fate lines on Xia Bo's body became hazy at this moment!

"As soon as the eighth-level rule is spoken, it can be regarded as indirectly intervening in Xia Bo's future fate line! Sigh."

In the end, it could only be turned into a faint sigh, and teleported away.

Destiny is an illusory thing, and sometimes it may change because of someone else's words.

At this time, beams of teleportation were lit up on the road, Xia Bo did not retain the leader of the second team, he still had things to do.

Soon, under the surveillance of the head of the second team, these guys on the highway left one after another. As for someone who wants to come to him, they have to weigh what You just said.

After everyone left, Xia Bo entered the Yin Road, his vision became blurred, and the Yin Road was filled with black air.

At this time, there were only three rules left here. When they saw Xia Bo coming, they were all silent and trembling.

Xia Bo's eyes were cold: "Find me a house that is absolutely safe. I will stay here for a while. I will not kill you. I have already got what I want. If there are other hunters, you can take them away." I wake up, and I can help you too."

When the three figures heard this, their faces showed overjoyed expressions. This feeling is good!

With such a powerful helper, their own safety has at least improved a lot!

"Brother, I'll take you there!" The tall black shadow nodded and bowed, it doesn't matter what face it is at the moment.

Came to a tall house, "Brother, this room is absolutely safe and ghosts will not enter!"

This house is their stronghold, and the house they chose is a house where ghosts will not enter.

Xia Bo nodded, "I'm determined. I'm going to rest for a while. You should be busy with your own affairs. If you have something to do, come to me. If you have nothing to do, don't bother me!"

"Yes Yes!"

When the door was closed, the three shadows let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother, he lives here, where do we live?" one of the thinner shadows asked.

"So many houses, you ask me where I live? Just find one! Ghosts enter the house and stay in the main room at most, and the bedroom will not stay for long!"

The tall black shadow glared at the thin black shadow, then found a house at random and walked in.

On the other side, after Xia Bo waited for the three people at the door to leave, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his breath was weak and his face was pale.

He stumbled into the bedroom and sat cross-legged.

"Damn it, the leader of the first regiment waits for me, one day I will make you pay the price!"

Xia Bo's face was as white as white paper, and his internal organs were covered with cracks. The first regiment leader's blow caused his internal organs to be displaced and suffered a lot of damage.

If he hadn't been holding on all the time, he would have been discovered by others when he was outside.

The things in your hands must never be known by others.

As for what kind of idea the second regiment leader is playing, he is still not very clear. The current plan is to recover first, repair the damage in the body and digest the huge power of the rules after swallowing the fourth-level rules.

Immediately, Xia Bo entered the state of cultivation, and the true energy contained the internal organs and the eight extraordinary meridians in the body.

Instead, he felt warm all over, and the black air around him vibrated violently. These black air are a huge energy, and the aura of heaven and earth in the Yin Road is very abundant. For him, this place is really like a blessed land of immortals, and his cultivation speed has increased. Quite a lot.

The true qi in the body was restored in a short time, and at the same time, the cultivation base also began to show growth.

The injuries in the body also gradually recovered under the nourishment of true energy.

At this time, the head of the first team stood in the convoy, looking coldly at the message sent to him by an eighth-level war clan of the Prophet clan.

"There are more than 50,000 success lines. Your purpose is to let me get rid of Xia Bo! As an eighth-level rule, you can't even kill a second-level rule?"

Mie is not polite at all, after all he has the ability to be arrogant.

The eyes of the eighth-level rule were cold: "We have cooperated before, and I don't have much intention to kill him. It's up to you whether you kill him or not. I just have a message."

After finishing speaking, the profile picture of Level 8 Rule dimmed, apparently leaving Highway 425, and he wanted to return to the previous highway.

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