Your ability to cause and effect is very strong, but... I will not let you have the opportunity to control me." After An Qingyu finished speaking, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in mid-air at an extremely fast speed.
The two artificial gods fought fiercely on both sides of Lin Qiye. Intense lightning burst out one after another. They did not fight him head-on. They would switch to the other one after a set. They advanced and retreated in a tacit understanding without any sloppiness.
At this moment, Lin Qiye felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and every move he made was extremely difficult.
Of course he could see that the purpose of these two artificial gods was to wear down his physical strength. Now that the blood in his body has been drained, this fighting state will definitely not last long. As long as he finally collapses due to exhaustion, his causal ability will naturally also
It won't be a problem.
While Lin Qiye was dealing with the wheel battle between the two artificial gods, his brain was running rapidly, 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!
During the battle, Lin Qiye caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye. He seemed to have thought of something and narrowed his eyes slightly...
It's him?
Another thread of cause and effect extended out of nothingness and became entangled with Lin Qiye's cause and effect.
At the same time, a calm voice echoed in Lin Qiye’s ears:
"because."
Lin Qiye said in his heart:
"If you don't go to support the border, why are you here with me?"
In the world, only Monk Fate and he can mobilize cause and effect. At this moment, Fate's voice can be directly transmitted to Lin Qiye's ears through the thread of cause and effect, indicating that he is not far from here.
"One more person on the border is not more than me, and one person less than me is not a lot...and compared with the casualties caused by the breach of the border, your life is more important." Monk Fate's tone still showed no emotion at all.
Lin Qiye glanced at the two artificial 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 Anqingyu... Even if you come, you won't be able to do anything."
"Not necessarily." Fate Monk said calmly, "As long as I die and [Unprovoked Cause] and [Determined Effect] merge again, you can become the God of Cause and Effect and reach the highest level in one step.
By then, the two artificial gods plus An Qingyu will not be able to leave Daxia alive."
Lin Qiye shook his head decisively,
"It's useless. An Qingyu can rely on his clone to move away. Since he dared to enter Daxia alone, he must have left a clone somewhere else as a back-up.
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 in exchange for two artificial gods?"
The fateful monk was silent for a moment,
"not worth."
A lightning spear grazed Lin Qiye's cheek, leaving a scarlet blood mark.
Lin Qiye held two swords in his hands, but his feet seemed a little empty. He frowned and looked at the two artificial gods in front of him, his vision gradually blurred.
Due to blood depletion and high-intensity fighting, his body was on the verge of reaching its limit.
His peripheral vision glanced at An Qingyu in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly,
After a long time, he spoke in his heart again:
"Actually, there is another plan."
Lin Lin Qiye did not say anything about the content of this plan, but Monk Fate was silent for a moment and said with some resistance:
"Too risky."
"Although risky, this is undoubtedly an opportunity...a unique opportunity."
The fateful monk didn't answer anymore, as if he was lost in thought, or calculating the probability 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 and barely stood on the ground. His eyes were fixed in front of him. The two artificial gods were still looking at him expressionlessly.
An Qingyu, wearing a black robe, slowly emerged not far away, his gray eyes staring at Lin Qiye, as if he was analyzing something.
After a moment, he spoke calmly:
"Give up your struggle, this body has reached its limit... Now you can't even move normally, let alone use the forbidden ruins."
Lin Qiye was about to say something when 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 hood, and they were extremely fast. They quickly cut through the thick fog, blocking Lin Qiye like a wall!
"Report to the Commander-in-Chief! [Psychic Medium] Team, come to support!"
A young voice came out from under one of the black cloaks, and several mental power fluctuations swayed simultaneously, colliding with the three main god-level auras without fear.
Lin Qiye's face darkened when he saw this.
"Yuan Wenling! Why are you here to join in the fun?!"
The young man who spoke is now the acting captain of the [Psychic Medium] team and the last owner of the [Psychic Medium] Forbidden Ruins in the world, Yuan Wenling.
Four years ago, Wu Laogou teamed up with Hu Jia to be promoted to the God of the Soul in order to resist the gods. After that, the [Psychic Medium] was represented by Yuan Wenling. After four years of training, although the current [Psychic Medium]
It's not as powerful as when Human Ceiling is in charge, but it's enough for a special team.
Hearing Lin Qiye's question, Yuan Wenling was slightly stunned and explained:
"We originally received a mission to explore this dense fog, but we kept getting lost in the fog. After walking around for several times, we found that there were battle fluctuations here, and we found this place..."
"Let's go!" Lin Qiye interrupted him directly, "This is not the place you should come."
In front of three main god-level combat powers, if the [Psychic Medium] team appears, what is the difference between being sent to death?
Yuan Wenling opened his mouth and was about to say something, when a bolt of lightning suddenly struck in front of the [spiritual medium], the figure of Yu Er appeared, and a terrifying pressure suddenly hit Yuan Wenling's shoulders!
Yuan Wenling's pupils suddenly shrank, but even so, he 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 slowly sounded, "Commander Lin... Do you want the existence of this team to become history?"
When Yuan Wenling heard this, he suddenly became furious. Several figures in black cloaks attacked Yu Er at the same time, but the latter's speed was so fast that none of the attacks in the sky could land on him.
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At the same time, another figure appeared in the thick fog.
Monk Fate, wearing a muddy cassock, glanced at the [Psychic 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 their eyes quickly collided.
Silently, the fateful monk nodded to him imperceptibly.