Previously, when the fortune teller's son came to power, he also used his magical power to deal with Wumen, but it was of little effect.

But don’t think that the skills of a numerologist are not worth mentioning.

The opponent at that time was Wumen, who not only possessed the magical power of the Plague Department, but also had the inheritance of ancient witches, and his methods were ever-changing.

In this game, the son of the Rong family faced off against Yuan Ming. He was at a higher level, so he could naturally exert his advantage.

As soon as the magical power of bad luck was activated, Yuan Ming immediately realized that something was wrong. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a film, and he was suffocating.

As the saying goes, "Every time comes, heaven and earth are all working together, and heroes are not free when they are transported." If your luck declines, no matter how heroic you are, you will eventually be defeated.

Yuan Ming suffered from the magical power of bad luck and immediately realized that something was wrong. He felt dizzy, had chest tightness and nausea, and felt that there was hostility from all directions.

This is a sign of restlessness. Obviously, the decline in luck has affected his normal state.

This is the terrifying thing about the magical power of numerologists. Disintegration from within yourself is better than thousands of troops outside.

The sons of the Rong family attacked one after another, putting Yuan Ming into an unprecedented crisis.

"sharp!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience started talking among themselves.

The abilities of the Rong family are indeed just like the rumors. They are the abilities of others, but they know how to use them.

Numerologists on the side also admitted that this magical power to bring bad luck might not have such a good effect if it were him.

It is conceivable that the son of the Rong family is not only capable of copying everything, his grasp of timing and operation of magical powers are all top-notch.

Yuan Mingkong had a psychic magic weapon, but in front of the opponent, he had no power to resist and was restrained instantly.

On the sacrificial platform, Yuan Ming stood on the same spot, motionless. At this moment, he was plagued by bad luck. Even if he took a step forward, he would be dislocated. He did not even dare to take a big breath for fear of choking himself.

At present, his condition has become extremely bad. Not to mention the son of the Rong family, any ordinary audience member on the stage can push him down with just a stretch of his hand.

"Why?"

Yuan Ming hesitated, wondering why the other party didn't take action for so long.

Then, he figured out that the son of the Rong family was also worried, fearing that he might have some back-up plan.

"OK!"

Since you are suspicious and fearful, you have a chance to make a comeback.

After Yuan Ming thought about it, his biggest reliance at the moment was the Xingtian Staff in his hand.

"Is there any way to deal with the other party's counterfeit products?"

Xingtian Staff couldn't wait to speak, "Master, you finally came to me!"

"I just told you that when I go crazy, I can't even help myself!"

Yuan Ming nodded, "Okay, go ahead and do it!"

The Xingtian staff suddenly jumped into the air. The son of the Rong family on the opposite side was startled and threw the staff into the air.

The two staffs are actually identical, including the details of the texture and unique flaws.

Including the speed and height of the staff's jump, there is no difference at all.

To be precise, it is like a mirror standing between the two.

"really!"

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed. He saw that the other party was his direct descendant. As expected, the shadow-stealing magical power could only steal the shadow of the magic weapon.

The Xingtian Magic Staff still regards him as the master. Even if the shadow is stolen, it cannot be driven by the son of the Rong family. He can only use it as a trick.

Whatever the Xingtian Magic Staff does here, the other side will copy it without seeking merit, just to offset the advantages of this psychic magic weapon.

"Haha, I was actually fooled by him!"

Yuan Ming laughed heartily, "Xingtian Magic Staff, just play with him casually!"

This smile made me extremely happy and sad. I laughed so hard that several of my ribs were broken on the spot.

Only then did I realize that besides shadows, there was also bad luck.

Yuan Ming slowed down his movements and did not dare to make the slightest move, but the son of the Rong family on the opposite side did not let him go.

"Wind!"

The son of the Rong family took action this time. It was a Taoist magical power that caused wind and rain, and a strong wind of tens of feet was whipped up on the spot.

It was obvious that he no longer planned to beat around the bush and directly eliminated Yuan Ming.

At the moment, the Xingtian Magic Staff is out there, Yuan Ming has no other support, and he is possessed by bad luck. Isn't he just a flower arbor that can be blown away?

Whoosh whoosh!

A strong wind is coming!

Even though Yuan Ming didn't want to cause trouble, he had to take action, "Flying Sword!"

Swish.

When the flying sword rose, it seemed to be too close. It passed over Yuan Ming's arm and brought up a large amount of blood.

Okay, before you hurt the enemy, you've already hurt yourself.

If it weren't for bad luck, Yuan Ming's swordsmanship wouldn't be such a mistake.

At this point, Yuan Ming gritted his teeth and pierced the flying sword into the strong wind, cutting the condensed wind scroll into pieces and greatly weakening its power.

"Ahem!"

However, Yuan Ming soon suffered a backlash and became angry.

I have practiced countless times on a daily basis, flying the sword back and forth, vertically and horizontally, just like using the arm, and there will be no mistakes no matter what.

Who would have thought that when facing the enemy now, a situation like no other would happen.

Yuan Ming gasped loudly, and the air flowed freely in his chest. This was a sign that his magic power was going awry. If it could not be stopped in time and allowed to worsen, it would eventually turn into an obsession.

"No, no!"

Yuan Ming knew something was wrong. The damage caused by the move of defeat was too great, and he could not survive it no matter what.

However, it is really not acceptable to just admit defeat.

Offstage!

"Master, Yuan Ming is going to be defeated?"

Hong Luan looked worried. She was reminding Fang Dou to take action in time to rescue Yuan Ming.

"No, no!"

Fang Dou has great confidence in his disciples. If it comes to other magical powers, Yuan Ming can't resist them. Only the numerologist's magical powers have a natural immunity.

Just kidding, there are only three candidates for the Emperor of Heaven. Who can match this kind of luck?

How can a mere magical power defeat the luck of a candidate for the Emperor of Heaven?

Fang Dou guessed that Yuan Ming's current embarrassment was just caused by his caution after seeing the powerful supernatural powers for the first time. Once he sees through the truth, he will surely turn around.

Those who had the same idea as Fang Dou also included the son of a famous man and the Yin Yang Twins.

They all know that Yuan Ming is a candidate for the Emperor of Heaven, and he was born with the great destiny of heaven and earth. Let alone the son of the Rong family, even if the ancestor of the fortune teller comes back from the dead, there is no way to eliminate the slightest bit of luck.

However, Yuan Ming's current condition is very bad and he may be defeated at any time.

The famous man's son rolled out the scroll and pointed it in Yuan Ming's direction, and writing began to appear on the paper.

"Being blinded..."

I see!

The son of a famous family rolled up his merit list and pointed in the direction of Yuan Ming, "Wake up soon!"

The next moment, Yuan Ming suddenly woke up on the altar.

"Yes, how can you influence my candidate for the Emperor of Heaven?"

Looking back, it was foolish to be timid.

"My luck is ruined! You deserve it too!"

Yuan Ming strode forward, the sole of his foot fell, and under the influence of invisible force, he was about to break his ankle, but a miracle happened.

In the dark, there seems to be another force that counteracts the invisible force.
Chapter completed!