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"Your causal ability is very strong, but... I won't let you have a chance to control me." An Qingyu's figure flickered and disappeared in mid-air, at an extremely fast speed.

The two man-made gods fought to the death on both sides of Lin Qiye. Dense thunder burst out one after another, and they did not fight him head-on.

At this moment, Lin Qiye seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every move was extremely difficult.

Of course he can see that the purpose of these two man-made gods is to consume his physical strength. Now that the blood in his body has been drained, this fighting state will definitely not last long. It won't be trouble.

While Lin Qiye was dealing with the wheel battle between the two man-made gods, his brain was running fast, thinking about whether there was a way to break the deadlock.

At this moment, a thread of cause and effect on his body suddenly trembled!

Lin Qiye caught a glimpse of this scene in the middle of the battle, as if thinking of something, his eyes narrowed slightly...

It's him?

Another thread of cause and effect extended out of nothingness, entangled with Lin Qiye's cause and effect,

At the same time, a calm voice echoed in Lin Qiye's ear:

"because."

Lin Qiye spoke in his heart:

"You don't go to support the border, what are you doing here?"

In the world, only Monk Fate and him can mobilize cause and effect. At this moment, the voice of fate can be directly transmitted to Lin Qiye's ears through the thread of cause and effect, which means that he is not far from here.

"One more border is not too many, and one less than me is not less... And compared with the casualties caused by the breach of the border, your life is more important." The tone of the fate monk still has no emotional fluctuations.

Lin Qiye glanced at the two man-made gods around him and An Qingyu in the distance, and replied in a deep voice:

"There are two main god-level combat powers here, and an unfathomable Anqing fish...even if you come, it won't be of much use."

"Not necessarily." Monk Fate said lightly, "As long as I die, [Unprovoked Cause] and [Established Fruit] re-integrate, and you can become the God of Karma, stepping into a half-step to the highest level.

At that time, the two man-made gods and An Qingyu will not be able to get out of Daxia territory alive. "

Lin Qiye shook his head resolutely,

"It's useless, An Qingyu can use his avatar to transfer away. Since he dared to enter Daxia alone, he must have left a avatar somewhere else as a backup.

Even if we kill him here, he can still be reborn elsewhere intact, so your death will be meaningless.

Do you think it's worth using your life for only two artificial gods? "

Monk Fate was silent for a moment,

"not worth."

A lightning spear brushed against Lin Qiye's cheek, leaving a scarlet bloodstain,

Lin Qiye held a pair of knives in his hands, and his feet seemed a little vain. He frowned and looked at the two artificial gods in front of him, his vision gradually blurred.

With the lack of blood, coupled with the high-intensity fighting, his body was already on the verge of its limit.

He glanced at An Qingyu in the distance from the corner of his eye, narrowing his eyes slightly,

After a long time, he spoke again in his heart:

"Actually, there is another plan."

Lin Lin Qiye did not say the content of this plan, but Monk Fate was silent for a moment, and said with some resistance:

"Too risky."

"It's a risk, but it's certainly an opportunity...a one-of-a-kind opportunity."

Monk Fate didn't answer any more, as if he was lost in thought, or was calculating the probability of some kind of success... But for Lin Qiye, he had no time to wait patiently for the result.

Lin Qiye weakly supported his body with the scabbard, barely standing on the ground, his eyes fixed on the front of him, and the two artificial gods were still looking at him expressionlessly.

An Qingyu in a black robe slowly emerged not far away, those gray eyes stared at Lin Qiye, as if analyzing something.

After a while, he calmly said:

"Give up struggling, this body has reached its limit... Now you, let alone using the Forbidden Ruins, can't even move normally."

Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, several black shadows suddenly flew out of the thick fog behind him!

These figures were wearing black cloaks, their faces were shrouded in the shadow of the hoods, and their figures were extremely fast. They quickly cut through the thick fog and stood in front of Lin Qiye like a wall!

"Report to the Commander-in-Chief! [Spiritual medium] team, come to support!"

A young voice came from under one of the black cloaks, and several waves of spiritual power swayed simultaneously, colliding with the three main god-level breaths without fear.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye's face darkened,

"Yuan Wenling! Why are you here to join in the fun?!"

The young man who spoke is the acting captain of the [Spiritual Medium] team and the last owner of the [Spiritual Medium] Forbidden Ruins in the world, Yuan Wenling.

Four years ago, Wu Laogou joined forces with Hu Jia to become the God of Soul in order to resist the gods of the restraint system. After that, [Spiritual Medium] was represented by Yuan Wenling. It is not as powerful as when there is a human ceiling sitting in the town, but it is enough as a special team.

Hearing Lin Qiye's question, Yuan Wenling was slightly taken aback, and explained:

"We originally received a mission to investigate this dense fog, but we have been lost in this fog. After turning around for a few times, we found that there are combat fluctuations here, so we found this place..."

"Go!" Lin Qiye interrupted him directly, "This is not the place you should come to."

In front of the three main god-level combat powers, the [psychic medium] team appeared, what is the difference between sending them to death?

Yuan Wenling opened his mouth and was about to say something, when a ray of thunder suddenly fell in front of [Spiritual Medium], Yu Er's figure appeared, and the terrifying pressure suddenly fell on Yuan Wenling's shoulders!

Yuan Wenling's pupils shrank suddenly, but even so, he still gritted his teeth and stood firm in front of Lin Qiye.

"In the blink of an eye, the captain of [Psychic Medium] has changed for three generations." An Qingyu's voice sounded slowly, "Commander Lin...do you want the existence of this team to become history?"

Yuan Wenling was furious when he heard this sentence, and several figures in black cloaks shot at the same time, attacking Yu Er, but the speed of the latter was so fast that none of the attacks could land on him .

At the same time, another figure appeared in the thick fog.

Monk Fate was wearing a muddy cassock, glanced at the [spiritual medium] team that was fighting Yu Er, and then turned to look at Lin Qiye not far away.

Lin Qiye also noticed his arrival, and the eyes of the two quickly collided.

Silently, Monk Fate nodded to him unobtrusively.