genius divination

Chapter 530 Bloody Haze

In the blood mist, the figures of Susan and other witches gradually disappeared, leaving only the frightening gasps.Fan Jiannan knew that it was his own breathing.He had never imagined that his breathing would become so heavy and terrifying.Because he already felt that he couldn't breathe, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his throat.Everyone around couldn't see clearly, and the lake area on the top of the mountain became deadly silent.

"No, it's not real! It must be some kind of illusion! The ability of the magician cannot violate the laws of nature anyway. This red haze and this suffocating feeling should all be hallucinations." Fan Jiannan whispered.He tried to remind those around him.Because he knew that although he couldn't see or feel them, Po Jun, Cang Yunxiao and others were actually by his side.Fan Jiannan hopes to use his voice to remind them not to be confused by illusions.

But there was no sound around him, the surrounding area was surrounded by crimson smog, and there was no sign of his companion at all.Fan Jiannan was already dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and his heart sank more and more. He knew that this was definitely not an ordinary illusion.European witch groups have independently studied witchcraft since the Middle Ages, and their research on black witchcraft is far beyond the reach of ordinary magicians.

Fan Jiannan was naturally unwilling to admit defeat, he had already arranged the Dunjia game before Susan made a move.Their position is the solitary position in the Qimen, with their backs against the emptiness, they are in danger and undefeated.As long as he kept his position, no matter how powerful the black witchcraft of the witches was, it was impossible to break through his defense.

Fan Jiannan pinched his fingers again and tried again and again, but at this moment, his armor-shielding technique seemed to be useless, and even he couldn't calculate the position of the birth gate.The illusions of the witches should be some kind of curse technique, using extremely strong thoughts to guide and stimulate the magical power of nature.It acts directly on the subject's brain and affects its consciousness.A sense of direction, logical judgment, these most basic consciousnesses are disturbed, enough to destroy a powerful magician.

In particular, Fan Jiannan's hexagram technique is rooted in a large number of calculations and deduction, so it is most susceptible to interference.These witches are very smart, and they have obviously been deliberately instructed by someone.As soon as he made a move, he pointed directly at Fan Jiannan.They want to destroy the most precise mind among the Wushu people in the shortest possible time.The thicker and thicker blood-red floating objects in the air are like misty clouds and hazy fog, exuding the smell of death in its unique way.

The consciousness of Fan Jiannan and others is gradually disappearing, and the silence is getting deeper and deeper in this bloody haze, unable to save themselves.

Fan Jiannan's breathing became more and more rapid, and he gasped for breath, but he didn't take in a trace of air. He already felt that he was about to suffocate.Is that the end?He looked down at his hands. Ever since he learned hexagrams, everyone called him a genius of hexagrams.With these hands, I don't know how many people's fates have been deduced, and how many people have been rescued.But now, he couldn't even save himself.Fan Jiannan's consciousness began to blur, and he persisted only by his will.

His lips were bleeding from the bite, and he felt a salty taste on the tip of his tongue.If he hadn't relied on this willpower to persist, he might have fainted long ago.There seemed to be another thing in the blood haze that made him very comfortable and relaxed. As long as he gave up insisting, he could sleep peacefully.But he can't.Fan Jiannan knew that as long as he compromised with this force, it would mean death.Not only himself, but also those around him.

If Fan Jiannan gave up his persistence, Feng Yuan, Long Daudao, Po Jun, Cang Yunxiao, Jia Zixun and Greyhound, everyone here today would die.How long can you persist like this?Finally, Fan Jiannan couldn't help but staggered a few steps and sat down on the ground. "Finally, I still couldn't save everyone." Fan Jiannan looked at his hands in despair. These hands, which were originally stable as a rock, started to tremble now, and there was blood on them.

"How could this be?" Fan Jiannan was slightly taken aback.His hands had never been hurt, so where did the blood come from?If it is an illusion created by the witch with red haze, it seems impossible.Because real illusions can only come from your own brain activity.The so-called use of illusions to control others is just a kind of guidance for people, as if the guide gave a general content, but it will never be specific.Because most of the real illusions are the brain supplements of the guides themselves according to this general content.

And this kind of fantasy is always logical, because the brain needs to believe in this illusion, and it must make everything conform to general logic.It will never generate some kind of meaningless phantom inexplicably.

Fan Jiannan stood up with difficulty, looked at the smog around him, and then a bold idea formed in his mind.The surrounding blood-red smog is related to the blood-like traces on this hand.In other words, this red haze is not an illusion.The blood on his hands was due to the moisture in the mist when he was doing the fingering deduction.

This bloody haze is reality, not illusion.The witch Susan just used a curse to cut off his communication and connection with the outside world, creating an illusion of isolation.

Fan Jiannan was anxious: "If it's real, what's the purpose of this blood mist? I've had illusions before, but I've never been addicted to what I'm doing now. That is to say, besides illusions, they also used other methods. means. Drugs!"

Drugs are combined with witchcraft to create illusions, and they have been used in very ancient witchcraft.So far, some primitive tribes still have wizards who rely on eating belladonna to achieve the purpose of communicating with the gods.

Fan Jiannan's heart skipped a beat, he didn't hesitate any longer, he put his hands together and made a handprint.Then he quickly wrote on the ground with one hand.He drew a circle and drew all the directions of the eight gates.Because his mind is a little messed up at the moment.Relying on mental arithmetic is not as good as following this stupid method.First take yourself as the center and set the eight directions.

"Kanpeng Xingshui Li Yinghuo, Zhonggong Kungen soil as camp, Liubing to Xun, the fire is popular!" Fan Jiannan murmured, he wrote on the ground quickly, using his last strength to slap the painted array plate.

A thunderbolt exploded, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky to the ground. The whole earth trembled accordingly, and the temperature in the air rose sharply in an instant.The huge temperature difference between hot and cold formed a strong cyclone, and the surrounding red haze was stirred by this powerful cyclone, just like a huge range hood, forcibly pulling the blood-red haze from the ground to In the sky.

As the red haze disappeared, fresh air quickly filled in.Fan Jiannan's breathing suddenly eased, and he almost greedily took a breath of fresh air.Turning his head, he found that Long Bold, Feng Yuan and others were still behind him, but their faces were very ugly.It is true that under the condition of hypoxia on this plateau, it is already uncomfortable.Trapped in the smog containing drugs again, of course it will not be too good.

The formation formed by Fan Jiannan is still effective.Susan and the group of witches under her still failed to rush over.Even though they have a lot of research on voodoo curses and voodoo medicines, is it so easy to break through Fan Jiannan's armor thaumaturgy that evolved from the [-] rounds of ancient times?

Susan and her witches stared at Fan Jiannan with shocked faces, and even forgot to speak.After a moment of silence, Susan suddenly said, "Fan Jiannan, can you tell me how you did it? You are the first person to escape the spell of rose mist in more than 1000 years."

Fan Jiannan ignored her at all, but turned around and walked to the other people to check their situation. "Bold, how do you feel?" Fan Jiannan raised the dragon and said boldly.

"Fortunately, I didn't expect that I would play medicine all my life, and let these foreign girls trick me." Long boldly said bitterly.

"They used not only drugs, but also witchcraft. It's really dangerous, I almost thought I was dead." Fan Jiannan whispered, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, if you are fine, check other people quickly .Look what drugs are in this bloody mist. I'll deal with these foreign lunatics!"

"No, it's nothing serious. There is no highly poisonous substance in this blood-red mist. It seems that they respect the tradition and use herbs to refine them. Some of the herbs are not only harmless, but also calm the nerves." Effective." Jia Zixun said with a sigh.

Fan Jiannan looked at him and said, "You know medicine too?"

"Liujiaxun is good at everything. You also know that Liujiaxun's strict order is not to contact the outside world, and you have to treat yourself when you are sick. Besides, I am a sick child, and I can be regarded as a doctor after a long illness. Although my medical skills are not as good as Long Daoda's Family secret method, but judging medicine can still do it." Jia Zixun nodded.

"Feng Yuan, how are you?" Fan Jiannan asked Feng Yuan in a low voice.

"I'm fine, but for a moment just now, I almost thought we were really going to die." Feng Yuan hugged Fan Jiannan tightly.

Fan Jiannan nodded, and glanced coldly at Susan in the distance, "No, even if we were to die, we wouldn't die in such a place, with such an opponent."

Susan yelled angrily, "Fan Jiannan, don't think that we will be dealt with by hiding behind the formation. Even if you escape the Rose Mist spell, we still have enough means to deal with you! If you are a man, come here , let's compete face to face to see who is more powerful, your oriental hexagrams or our witchcraft!"

Fan Jiannan sneered and said, "Don't you understand? You have already lost since I broke your red smog. I will not go out of the range of my array, so you don't even want to have a second chance!" Another chance. I'm not in a hurry, as long as I slow down, it's your time of death."

Susan's face darkened, she knew that Fan Jiannan was telling the truth.My actions just now have deeply angered the Chinese magician.

(End of this chapter)