Chapter Six Hundred and Sixty-Five Burst Word Tactics, the Prophet 1 Family Came

"Do you dare to chase?" Wang Ping'an swallowed sharply.

"Our strength is not as good as them, but, as long as you are careful, you should be fine... In fact, I mainly like the majestic evil spirit contained in the body of the Roshan monster, and I want to get it."

Li Qiankun expressed his thoughts.

"Then chase!" Wang Ping'an nodded.

Whoosh!

The two cast the sixth-grade spell "Invisibility", their bodies became transparent, their breath was extremely weak, and they chased after them.

"Death to me!"

After transforming into a monster of Roshan, Prophet Jin Zhong's momentum skyrocketed, his cultivation soared, and he had fully entered the realm of divine essence.

With a dive, he caught up with Mr. Paper Fan.

Whoosh!

The golden hook disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it came to the front of the paper fan and penetrated down at full speed.

However, no blood spattered.

It's just an afterimage!

hundreds of meters away.

The paper fan boy appeared, with lingering fears in his heart.

"Fortunately, I have a teleportation talisman, otherwise, it will definitely kill me."

The paper fan boy laughed.

There are not many talismans that he is good at depicting.

The teleportation talisman is one of them, and the way of depicting it is very subtle. Although the teleportation distance of each consumption of a teleportation talisman is likely to be less than one kilometer, it is enough to avoid danger.

"If you want to chase me, go dream!"

"Hahaha... hiccup!"

The paper fan boy laughed loudly and was about to continue to escape, but was horrified to find that the Prophet Jin Zhong was killing again.

The giant palm fell with a bang.

Before the palm of his hand came, there was a terrifying momentum rolling down, and the paper fan boy was smashed into the ground.

"Teleportation symbol!"

The paper fan boy hurriedly consumed the second teleportation talisman,

It disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was 800 meters away.

Whoosh whoosh!

Dong Yuandong, Zhu Yongfu, and Xiao Fangu fled in different directions. Because the Golden Bell Prophet did not lock them, they could escape with confidence.

Soon.

The three have disappeared from the sight of Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an.

"Senior brother, two of them seem to be Xiao Fangu and Dong Yuandong, am I right?"

"That's right, it's them!"

"I didn't expect that Xiao Fangu and Dong Yuandong would actually mix with the people of the Prophet family, their hearts can be punished!"

"I'll tell the Sect Master after this matter is returned to the sect."

"OK."

While the two were discussing, they used "Invisibility" to track. Although the speed was not fast, they could barely keep up with the transfer speed of the battlefield.

"Damn it!"

The Roshan monster transformed by the Golden Bell Prophet roared, and a terrifying air wave erupted in an instant, finally deterring Young Master Paper Fan, forcing him to not even use the teleportation talisman.

"not good!"

Looking at the huge palm that fell from the sky, the paper fan boy had a palpitating feeling in the face of death, and quickly bit his fingertips and wrote an ancient text in the air with blood.

"Blast me!"

This is the secret method to detonate the Roshan monster.

As a prophet, I occasionally encounter Roshan monsters with chaotic consciousness, and even the master wants to obliterate them.

In the history of the Prophet family, many Prophets were crushed to death by their mad Roshan monsters.

In order to curb this, the elders of the Prophet Clan deduced countless times, and finally created the method of detonation.

However, this detonation method can only detonate Roshan monsters with similar cultivation bases. This is to prevent some prophets from deliberately detonating other strong Roshan monsters with secret methods, causing losses.

As this ancient text came into contact with the Roshan monster transformed by the Prophet Admiralty, his body immediately bounced high into the air, inflating rapidly like a balloon.

Boom!

When he reached the height of ten thousand feet, it finally exploded, like a gorgeous firework, turning into a wave of black and golden waves that spread all around, from a distance, the scenery was unique.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Li Qiankun looked at the countless heavy black and golden waves in the sky, licked his lips, and wanted to use the Dingsha gourd to collect them all.

"Haha, hahaha!"

The paper fan boy lay on the ground, took out the mirror, looked at his dry and old skin, and laughed.

"Although it consumed my hundred years of life, but also killed the golden bell prophet, it is not a loss!"

The paper fan boy was breathing heavily and his voice was low.

Using the "explosive" formula is not without cost. Every time he uses it, he has to instantly extract a hundred years of life and a large amount of essence from his body, which makes him look much older.

"Senior brother, look, he seems to have aged a lot."

"I see, isn't it using a secret technique that consumes life essence? Otherwise, the Roshan monster can't explode."

"There is a high probability that it is the 'Explosive Word Technique'. There is one kind of deduction technique I practice, which requires the consumption of life and essence."

midair.

Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an talked in a low voice.

Speaking of the latter, Li Qiankun remembered that he had indeed seen the relevant secret technique records in the deduction method sorted out by Ye Feng.

However, he hasn't practiced yet.

Thousands of feet in the sky.

The waves of evil spirits that the Golden Bell Prophet exploded continued to spread, and there was a hazy revival of will in the middle, guiding the surrounding evil spirits to form a faint light array.

"Summoning formation?"

The paper fan boy stared at the light array that appeared out of thin air, his pupils shrank, "No, the Golden Bell Prophet has a summoning array in his body, which can summon the strong will of their lineage!"

The paper fan boy's face was ashen.

He and the Prophet Jin Zhong belong to the same family of prophets, but they are not from the same vein. The two sides may be at peace in the small world of the prophet family, but when they go outside, they will almost kill each other.

Ka Ka Ka!

The light array began to shine, causing the void to distort, where countless evil spirits gathered, forming a huge human face, overlooking the bottom indifferently.

"It turned out to be the descendants of the elders of the third clan, dare to kill the descendants of our elders of the second clan, courting death!"

The giant face stared at the son of the paper fan, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

...

In the starry sky, near the Protoss Continent.

A huge Roshan monster came here, hiding its figure, and above its head, stood a strange figure covered in a cloak, holding a golden wooden staff, thinking about something.

"It's here."

"In the last battle, all the Roshan monsters at the 1st level of Shattering Void were wiped out, which means that there is an absolute powerhouse in this place."

"I have to go around and avoid stunned by the grass, so that I can find out the forces behind this."

The prophet on the Roshan monster waved his wooden staff, and the huge Roshan monster immediately shrank and turned into a meat ball with a diameter of one meter, which he stepped on with his feet.

After some searching.

The prophet found the teleportation formation in the imperial capital of the Heavy Rain Dynasty in the Protoss Continent, and hurriedly disguised himself with magical powers, and successfully teleported to the White Floating City.

Then, his eyes narrowed, he looked in the direction of Nanwen Thirteen States, and sneered:

"As soon as I got here, I met the old people of the second clan. Hey, there are also the descendants of our third clan's old branch. It's interesting!"

Whoosh!

This man moved several times in a row and came to the thirteen states of Nanwen. He showed his figure and stood in front of the paper fan.

"Junior, dare to do something to the junior of our third branch, courting death?"

The prophet who stepped on the flesh ball blew a breath, and the huge face in the sky suddenly collapsed.

Even the body located in the depths of the starry sky suffered heavy damage, cracked and almost fell.

"Damn, it's the Taijin Heavenly Emperor of the third branch!"

After the backer of Prophet Jin Zhong was attacked from the air, he said with lingering fears, his face was full of solemnity, and he quickly spread the news.

at the same time.

Over the thirteen states of Nanwen.

The paper fan boy blinked, looking at the mysterious prophet who stepped on the flesh ball, wore a black cloak, and held a golden wooden staff.

"It's you, Prophet Taijin!"

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