Chapter 1192: Destroying the Prophet (Part 5)

"You better not make trouble for yourself!"

Bai Yu's face was gloomy.

With the intervention of the Fayi human race, things will be difficult to handle.

"Speaking as if you are already invincible?"

The Fayi Terran ranks sixth, how can they be afraid of the Protoss, although it is said that the Yiren Race is not as good as it used to be, but there are still some backgrounds.

Fa Mingyun walked out, followed by four gods, all of them were above the eighth level of multi-law, and their combat power was the same.

"I will deal with the prophets! You contain the gods and star demons!"

Ye Que twisted his neck and stared at the three great gods of the Prophet Clan, two of the ninth rank and one of the tenth rank. They were difficult to deal with because of their predictive abilities.

For him, though, the Prophet was mediocre.

The prophet lost his foresight, and his combat power was unbelievably weak at the same level.

He can deal with the two ninth-level gods in front of him as two eighth-level gods, and deal with the tenth-level **** as one ninth-level god.

The faces of the three prophet gods were gloomy, but they did not panic.

Even if they can't kill the ancient gods, they can play around with the ancient gods.

"Go! Go together!"

They stared at Ye Que, wanting to activate the predictive ability.

Ye Que sneered, folded the folds to cover the foresight, Nightmare fabricated false thoughts to let the other party foresight.

boom! !

The three prophet gods flew to the left at the same time.

They predicted that the ancient gods would come to kill them, so they avoided in advance.

This was Ye Que's deliberate guidance, but he didn't reveal that he was already not afraid of the trump card of predictive ability.

He deliberately hit to the right, making the attack empty.

"Hmph! Stupid bug!"

A ninth-level prophet **** mocked.

"You are the one!"

Ye Que rushed forward.

"You are an ant! You are not qualified to connect to me!"

This ninth-level prophet was arrogant, he predicted the actions of the ancient gods in advance, dodged upwards, and cast spells to suppress the downwards at the same time.

Sure enough, the ancient **** failed to attack, but took his move instead.

"This is the difference between your clan and mine! Do you understand?"

The more he foresaw, the more he showed the arrogance of the prophet family. The ninth-level **** stood in the void, with his hands behind his back, and when he saw Ye Que coming to kill him, he smiled playfully.

This time, he didn't move.

The other two companions did not move, and looked at the ancient **** playfully.

All three of them had foreseen the next move of the ancient god, and they were completely non-threatening to them.

boom! !

As the prophet expected, the ancient **** punched the ninth-level god, and the attack failed again.

"Don't dodge?"

Ye Que asked intentionally.

The ninth-level **** sneered: "Why do you think I want to dodge?"

He foresaw that the ancient god's move was going to hit upwards, so he didn't dodge.

"Okay! If you have the ability, don't dodge next!"

Ye Que grinned grimly, holding the heavy wheel of time and space in his hand, and poured all his attacks into the heavy wheel, such as secret techniques, pupil techniques, and laws.

Eleven four-dharma stars form a cone, aiming at the ninth-level gods.

This is his killer blow.

"Okay!"

The ninth-level gods mocked, looking at the eyes of the ancient gods was like looking at the small fights of the lower races.

With his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth were playful, and he gradually relaxed towards the ancient god.

Relax, that is the general idea.

If you are careless, you can kill it in seconds.

This was the plan of the ancient gods from the beginning.

Rumble! !

The ancient gods attacked and turned into shadows. The heavy wheel cut straight at the ninth-level gods, and the four magic stars turned into cones. They wanted to penetrate the world, and they also targeted the ninth-level gods.

When his attack killed the ninth-level **** of the Prophet family in seconds.

The other two prophet gods have not slowed down yet.

When he regained his strength, the ancient **** had already arrived.

"Why didn't you act as we predicted?"

The remaining ninth-level **** predicted that the ancient **** would attack from the right, so he immediately dodged to the left.

But he fell for it.

The ancient god's attack landed on the left ahead of time, and he just bumped into it, bleeding everywhere from his fragile body.

This scene shocked everyone.

Even the protoss and star demons who were fighting against the Fayi human race were suppressed.

As we all know, the prophets have foresight, they can predict the future three seconds in advance, and they cannot be killed at all.

But how did the ancient **** manage to kill him?

"You can guide my precognition!"

The ninth-level **** was seriously injured and stared at the ancient **** in horror.

At that moment, he predicted that the ancient **** would go forward to intercept him, and almost subconsciously backed up.

This was a conditioned reflex, and by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

And Ye Que, as expected, was waiting for him in the rear ahead of time, and suppressed all the attacks in his hands.

The ninth-level **** screamed and died tragically on the spot.

Before the tenth-level **** of the Prophet Clan could make a move, the ninth-level **** was wiped out, and fear arose in his heart.

He didn't have time to make a move before, because he was also misled by the ancient gods, and when he saw the death of two ninth-level gods of the same family, he was filled with grief and anger.

"Can you cover up your real thoughts and mislead us with false ones?"

The face of the tenth-level **** was ugly, and there was a trace of unconcealable fear in his eyes.

If the ancient **** can do this, then his foreknowledge will be abolished, and the prophet gods without foreknowledge are no doubt weak.

"Didn't you see that I am using practical actions to tell you this cruel reality?"

Ye Que held the heavy wheel like a **** of death, approaching the tenth-level **** strongly.

The Prophet lost his predictive ability, and his tenth-level combat power was about the same as the ninth-level of other clans.

If he wants to kill, he can do it with a lot of effort, it is not difficult.

boom! !

boom! !

The law was shining, and it slammed on the body of this tenth-level god.

Tens of thousands of secret techniques and pupil techniques, like star field explosions, enveloped the tenth-level gods one after another.

"Stop fighting! I won't participate in the battle for treasures! I quit!"

The tenth-level **** was seriously injured and screamed miserably. He was beaten and ran all over the tower, and the rest of the gods were terrified. This ancient **** must be too strong.

"If you don't participate, I'll kill you too! Leaving **** sticks like you in the starry sky will be a cancer sooner or later!"

Ye Que wanted to destroy the Prophet Clan, not just for fun, he was sure to destroy the tenth-level gods.

"Save me! Save me quickly!"

The tenth-level **** was beaten to the air, and his strength was declining.

With foresight, they seldom make moves, so the actual combat experience is too weak to stand the test, and they are easily suppressed by the ancient gods.

"Whoever dares to make a move, I will kill them! Don't think I can't do it, I will waste my life with you!"

Ye Que teamed up with the Winged Human Race and broke their plan. Now that he has killed the gods of the Prophet Race one after another, his power is even more terrifying. In addition, Ye Ruoren's image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. These words carry weight.

No one really dared to make a move.

Only the God Clan and the Star Demon Clan wanted to make a move, but they were restrained by the Fayi Human Clan.

The Fayi Terran can't beat it, but it can still be contained.

For a while, no one stopped Ye Ruren.

Rumble! !

The secret technique was like a huge sun, crashing on the body of the tenth-level god, the law was shining, and it contained terrifying power, tearing the tenth-level **** apart.

In the end, the tenth-level **** died in a scream.

All the gods of the prophet clan present were wiped out.

boom!

The ancient **** fell to the ground, and the heavy wheel was dripping with blood.

He stared at the people present, and said coldly: "I will decide the Heavenly Book of Creation, the Dharma Rune Bottle, and the Dharma Sacred Tree! Whoever dares to make a move, I will destroy first!"

He is not afraid of siege, just exchange his life for his life.

Bai Yu, the leader of the Protoss Clan, Mo Yun, the leader of the Star Demon Clan, saw the drastic change in the situation, and looked at each other at the same time, as if they were communicating with each other.

Finally, they glanced at the Fayi Human Race, fear flashed in their eyes, and then a sneer smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"We'll give it to you, do you have your life to take it?"

Bai Yu and Mo Yun spoke in unison.

There is a method of making outside, so what if the ancient gods get the treasure?

As long as the ancient **** opened the door and made a move, the ancient **** would surely die.

As for teleportation in the tower, they all tried it, but it was impossible.