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 war clan with the powerful combat power.

The two races formed a group of prophets. The warriors were born fighters and basically ruled by warriors on the road. The group of prophets had precise predictions. They could predict their destiny, the world, but not alone. itself.

For the prophet group's prophecy, these eight-level rules are naturally unsuspecting, and what made him horrified was that Xia Bo's line of fate was so terrifying.

From exploring fate to the present, the group of prophets has never encountered a life form with more success lines than failure lines.

This is something that has never been passed.

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

This is incredible!

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

"However, if there are many success lines, it does not necessarily mean that he will succeed, and what you predict now is only the present, the future lifeline is changeable, and everyone's life is changing every second!" said the eighth 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 possible that one of their small actions will cause the explosion of the butterfly effect, which will bring about a change in the line of fate!

The Prophet shook his head: "You said that the change will only happen when we know the line of fate... Wait, you want to interfere with his line of fate!!!"

He stared at the eighth-level rules, as if to re-recognize the eighth-level rules in front of him.

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

But this is still not authentic.

What's more, they have helped the prophets.

"I didn't say that I would interfere. The head of the first team had murderous intent on Xia Bo at this moment. If I inform the head of the first team of Xia Bo's fate, it does not count as my direct intervention. You still Nothing."

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

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

The eighth-level rule has a dull voice: "Where I go, it doesn't matter to you. You are safe now, and my task is considered complete, so I will naturally leave."

After all, his figure disappeared.

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

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

After that, his eyes 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 said, it can be regarded as an indirect interference with Xia Bo's future line of fate! Alas."

In the end, it could only turn into a faint sigh and teleport away.

Destiny is a vain thing, and sometimes it may change because of a word from someone else.

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

Soon, under the supervision of the leader of the second team, these guys on the road left one after another. As for someone who wanted to come to him, then he had to weigh and weigh what You just said.

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

At this time, there were only three rules left. When they saw Xia Bo's arrival, all of them were silent and shivering.

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 already have what I want. If there are other hunters, you can I wake up and I can help you too."

Upon hearing the three figures, an expression of joy appeared on their faces. This feeling is good!

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

"Big Brother, I'll take you there!" The tall black shadow nodded and bowed, and at this moment, what counts as a face.

He came to a tall house and said, "Brother, this room is for absolute safety. Ghosts will not enter!"

This house is their stronghold, and the house they choose is a house that ghosts will not enter.

Xia Bo nodded, "I'm interested, I want to rest for a while, you should go to your own affairs if you are busy, come to me again if you have anything, and if nothing is wrong, don't bother me!"

"Yes Yes!"

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

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

"With so many houses, ask me where I live? Just find one! Ghosts enter the roof of the house and stay in the main house, and the bedroom will not stay for too long!"

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

On the other side, after the three people at the door left, Xia Bo spit out a mouthful of blood, turning to a wilting breath on his body and his face pale.

Stumbled to the bedroom and sat cross-legged.

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

Xia Bo's face was miserable as white paper, and the internal organs of his body were full of cracks. The first head's blow caused his internal organs to be displaced and suffered considerable damage.

If it weren't for him, he would be found out by others when he was outside.

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

As for the horrible idea of ​​the second group commander, he still doesn't quite know. The moment is to recover first, repair the damage in the body, and digest the power of the huge rules after swallowing the fourth-level rules.

Immediately, Xia Bo entered a state of cultivation, and his true qi contained the internal organs and the eight channels of the odd meridian in his body.

Turning to the warmth ~lightnovelpub.net~, the surrounding black qi vibrated fiercely. These black qi is a kind of huge energy, and the heaven and earth on the Yin Road are full of spiritual aura. To him, this place is really like a fairy family. The blessed land is average, and the speed of cultivation has increased a lot.

The true qi in the body recovered within a short period of time, and at the same time the cultivation base began to increase.

The injuries in the body also gradually recovered under the nourishment of True Qi.

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

"There are more than 50,000 success lines. Your goal is to get me to get rid of Xia Bo! As an eighth level rule, you can't even kill a little Maotou with a level two rule?"

Mie is not at all polite, after all, he has arrogant strength.

The eighth-level rule felt cold in his eyes: "We have worked together before, and I don't have much intention to kill him. You can kill or not, I just bring a message."

After speaking, the portrait of the eighth level rule was darkened, obviously he had left Highway 425, and he wanted to return to the previous highway.