I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

"Great Prophet? That's it!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xia reacted instantly.

All the clues were connected at this moment.

"This guy probably wants to plot against me."

He thought about it for a while, then smiled and said: "The Great Prophet is a strong man in the path of destiny, and his specialty is black hands in the air. Guys like Huang Bai obviously ran away, but you found them in the end. It should be There’s also this guy’s factor involved.”

"Now that I think about it, it's true."

Yu Qianjue did not deny it, but nodded.

As the formation masters enshrined by the Demon God Palace, Huang Bai and the others will indeed have the mark of the Demon God Palace on their bodies.

But this kind of imprint also has certain limitations.

If you set foot in some desperate and dangerous places, or if you leave the demon capital too far and exceed the range of the induction, the mark will naturally lose its effect.

Since Huang Bai thought of running away in advance, he should also have thought of this.

But when he found these guys, they were all in the surrounding area of ​​Demon Capital City. Although they were separated by a certain distance, they were definitely not far away, and they were completely within the sensing range of the mark!

"I'm afraid it was the Great Prophet who interfered with their thinking and perception, and to a certain extent, caused them to misjudge the distance."

Feng Xia analyzed thoughtfully: "The reason why you captured these guys is to use this method to quietly attack me..."

"Then what, interrupt a little."

Yu Qianjue heard half of it, and suddenly couldn't help but remind him: "That's right, but fellow Daoist Feng, have you ever checked... what exactly did the Great Prophet do to you?"

Feng Xia was stunned when he heard this: "If you put it this way..."

He fully released his soul power, even used the Mysterious Art of Creation, and changed the structure of his body many times. After careful inspection many times, he could not find out the reason.

Not a single trace!

This seems quite strange.

"According to what these guys said, the great prophet used the means of destiny and entangled cause and effect to lay a dragnet on me, intending to control my destiny..."

Unfortunately, Feng Xia couldn't find any traces on her body!

"Could it be that the great prophet's methods are beyond my perception? Or is the path of destiny so invisible and formless?"

Feng Xia still couldn't believe it.

If this guess is true, then the so-called way of destiny is a bit too scary.

In the end, Feng Xia shrugged helplessly and said with a smile: "No matter whether it is true or not, it is always right to strengthen the defense a little bit."

Still thinking of this, he gestured slightly to Yu Qianjue, and then opened the ring portal again.

Target - Tianwen Academy!

Some unknown land.

An old pangolin was panting, with blood stains all over its body, its wounds had scabbed over, and it gave off a pungent stench.

Wherever he passed, grass, trees, earth and rocks automatically separated, as if there was a road here at the beginning.

"Finally ran away... Damn it! Who did it?" The great prophet's face was extremely ugly, and he whispered to himself, "We can't stay in this Western Region demon land. I remember there is a secret passage. , you can take a detour to Donghuang Continent..."

"Huh? That guy's aura appears again?"

Suddenly, the great prophet's footsteps paused slightly, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face: "It's strange, there is still a trace of the mark on his body..."

Although it is quite dilapidated, the imprint of the dragnet is still there.

That means that he still has a chance!

"It's so weird. Why didn't the strong man who knew the fate remove all the marks? Or maybe the other party didn't want to get involved in this cause and effect, so he left a glimmer of hope?"

Just when the great prophet was wondering, his expression suddenly changed wildly.

An impact that was exactly the same as not long ago crossed the void and fell on him out of thin air!

"Damn it!! Why did that powerful man of fate take action again!!"

As if the great prophet had been severely injured, the divine light in his eyes dimmed, and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. For a moment, his breath fell to the bottom!

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Chapter 0488

"Huh?"

Feng Xia, who had just walked into the ancient street, suddenly frowned, with a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Just... was there something?"

The moment he stepped onto the ancient street, he felt a faint voice coming from his ears.

Snapped!

The sound was quite soft, like a small soap bubble bursting.

If Feng Xia hadn't been on high alert before and never relaxed, he wouldn't have even noticed the sound.

"What on earth is it?"

After muttering something softly, Feng Xia pondered for a moment, then tried to take a step back and left the scope of the ancient street.

He waited there for a few breaths, fully raised his awareness, and then stepped into the ancient street again.

Bo...

This time the sound was softer.

"Weird!" Feng Xia's frown deepened. For a moment, he felt a little nervous. "Did I hear wrongly... Could it be that the Great Prophet is up to something?"

Ordinarily, given his level of cultivation, it would be almost impossible to have auditory hallucinations.

But the same situation happened twice in a row!

If there were no ghosts in this, Feng Xia would never believe it.

"Try again!"

Feng Xia thought for a while and exited the mysterious ancient street for the second time. Then, the majestic soul power exploded like mercury leaking out of the ground, and the mysterious power of creation, fish and dragon, changed in all kinds of ways, like an extremely fine machine, sweeping over every inch of his body .

Only this time, he still found nothing.

"Maybe I'm just a little nervous."

In the end, Feng Xia shook her head helplessly.

He stepped into the mysterious ancient street for the third time and headed straight for Tianwen Academy.

"Sir, I have some questions about destiny that I would like to ask you!"

"You kid, you just learned the Tao of Formation, why do you think of the Tao of Destiny again?!"

In another part of time and space, the teacher's frightened and angry voice rang out: "What a lofty goal! You have no knowledge and no skills! Forget it, I will just teach you..."

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"Damn it, are you humiliating me?"

After being severely wounded out of thin air, the Great Prophet crouched in place for a long time before finally regaining some strength, and a hint of gloom flashed across his pale face.

It had to be said that even he couldn't bear the two traumas in a row.

What's more important is that if the mysterious strong man hadn't deliberately humiliated him and didn't kill him directly, he might not even have a chance to survive!

Yes.

In the eyes of the great prophet, this is undoubtedly a naked humiliation!

The opponent clearly had the ability to kill him with one blow, but he repeatedly left a glimmer of hope to prevent him from being completely severely injured and died. What else could this be if it wasn't humiliation?

"No matter who you are, you will regret it one day!"

After taking a deep breath, he took out many precious medicines and drank them, barely suppressing his injuries, and then the Great Prophet staggered forward.

He knew that there was an ancient teleportation array in this mountain forest.

This secret teleportation array was built seven hundred years ago. According to the Great Prophet's investigation, it does not belong to any of the records. Moreover, compared to the known ones, its construction techniques are quite rough and crude, and its scale is far larger. Not as good as.

Therefore the Great Prophet doubts...

The builders of this teleportation array were not the major forces that presided over the great migration seven hundred years ago!

It most likely belongs to a smaller force, and it secretly built a secret teleportation array in secret - perhaps to leave a trace of thoughts, or to quietly get a share of the pie under the eyes of several major forces!

Judging from the dusty traces, this teleportation array has not been activated for more than seven hundred years.

"Now...it belongs to the old man."

The Great Prophet walked towards the depths of the mountain forest, and soon his eyes fell on two giant trees.

The Great Prophet continued to walk forward, and when he passed through the middle of two trees, his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared in another space.

Right in the center of this space stood a small altar.

Compared to the magnificent teleportation altar in the cave, the one in front of me looks much shabby.

But for the great prophet, this is completely enough.