Chapter 25: Breaking the Outer Formation

Now that the enemy had been frightened away, Fang Lin immediately ran towards the road he came from. He did not forget the ascetic who had helped him a lot. If it weren't for his sudden burst of magic, he would have killed Diana and left with just one blow. There was no way he could have frightened the hostile reincarnators to such an extent.

The most important thing is that Fang Lin feels that there is still a lot of oil and water that can be squeezed out of this monk named Zhiming, and he is still capable enough to do this good thing, so it is still necessary to save him.

Zhiming was still standing there, and the Taoist priest opposite him who seemed to be of high status had been completely petrified. It's just that the giant pillar made of a small yellow pestle has become very fragile at this time. It seems that it has been blown away by strong winds for hundreds of years. Clear stone powder falls down every second. It seems that it is at the end of its power and will be broken at any time. Break and fall.

After the monk saw Fang Lin, his expression relaxed, and Fang Lin immediately shouted that he was going to be in trouble. It seemed that the monk had run out of gas and was relying on his willpower to hold on. Seeing him return safely could be said to be his wish. . Once his wish comes true, it means that when he escapes into the illusion and withstands the great pressure of the formation, all the pressure will be released, completely poured into his body!

As expected by Fang Lin, the monk relaxed and closed his eyes before falling down. The huge phantom pillar that relied on his Buddha power to exist immediately broke off very simply. It was as crisp as if the Wangwang vegetable cake was torn apart with a "snap".

The Fool's Eyes between Fang Lin's brows flashed for a while, already calculating the success rate and success or failure of the rescue. Then he flew out, grabbed the unconscious monk Zhiming and rolled him into the grass. . His face suddenly turned pale and he was vomiting blood. The Taoist robe on his back was completely torn, flying in the air like a butterfly!

After Fang Lin ran more than 20 meters away, a loud noise rolled past in the sky, which sounded like a hundred thunderstorms rolling and impacting before. Then the place where Monk Zhiming was staying before made a "peng" sound, and an earth and stone fountain more than ten feet high was vacated. When he looked carefully again, there was already a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters, as if it was covered by a giant The invisible drill bit drilled into the ground alive.

If it were any slower, you can imagine what would happen to Fang Lin and this wise monk! Even so, Fang Lin, who was affected by the shock wave, was also seriously injured, but it was not beyond the range calculated by the Eye of the Fool.

At this time, Fang Lin also realized that the vitality of the surrounding world was in complete chaos. Apparently, elites also emerged from the Sanqing Temple, fighting fiercely with Lao Hu and the others, and the battle reached a fever pitch.

He took a deep breath and felt like gold flowers were popping up in front of his eyes. He thought that the injuries he had received were not serious, and that he was in danger with Monk Zhiming, a loser, so he was not in a hurry to go for reinforcements and ate a few bites of food in a hurry. After bandaging to stop the bleeding, when I heard someone rushing towards me, I ran in the opposite direction.

Unexpectedly, after only running a few hundred feet, Fang Lin realized that his injuries were much more serious than imagined. After carrying Monk Zhiming on his back, even after taking a step, his eyes were filled with gold and flowers. It was really difficult to move, and he vomited blood twice. Immediately, he realized that the remaining energy on his back that had been affected by the power was still there, like a very vicious mark, continuously absorbing the vitality of the world and converting it into powerful strength that continued to impact him.

"Damn, what the hell is this!" This was the first time Fang Lin encountered such a difficult injury. The remaining energy of the formation attached to the back really seemed to have a life of its own.

Therefore, he could only push open a nearby window and climb in. After walking a few steps, he found that the room was quite beautifully decorated. Two paintings and calligraphy by famous artists were hung on the wall. On the left was a hollowed-out red sandalwood wall mirror. It is a screen made of red gauze, and even the bricks on the ground are made of green flowers. This kind of decoration is quite common in the homes of wealthy people, but in this Sanqing Temple, it seems quite luxurious.

However, Fang Lin had no time to think too much at this time. He really couldn't support it. Taking advantage of the overflowing mental power, he began to use the Eyes of the Fool to guide his own injuries, and entered a state of half sleep and half hazy. state.

After a while, an old voice choked and said:

"Amitabha, is I not dead yet?"

Fang Lin opened his eyes, looked around, and said calmly:

"I want you to live, but you can't die even if you want to. By the way, the magic circle hanging over Sanqing Temple should have been set up by Zhiyuan Temple before, right? The inner magic circle should have been added after the Three Demon Immortals. I In order to save you from the aftermath, the injury is very difficult, please help me think of a way."

The monk propped up his body and said:

"It's really shameful that I am so incompetent that I have caused the donor to suffer."

After carefully examining Fang Lin's injuries, he took out a small bottle from his arms and poured out a small black pill, which he obviously meant for Fang Lin to eat. Fang Lin was stunned. He felt that the pill was not only similar in shape but also similar in spirit to what Master Jigong rubbed out from under his armpit. He immediately hesitated whether to swallow it or not.

At this time, Wuxianfu suddenly rushed in from outside and said loudly and in surprise:

"Is this Huangya Dan?"

It can be said that this place is full of dangers, and anything that can make Wuxianfu risk his life must be extremely precious. Fang Lin immediately swallowed it in one gulp. The old monk said with a shy expression:

"Well...in order to lurk better here, I had no choice but to learn some demonic alchemy methods on my own."

This Huang Ya Dan sounded like something from Taoism, so it was no wonder that the old monk was embarrassed. The wretched Fu’s eyes shone brightly and he said:

"Oh! So you not only have this thing, but you also know how to refine it. Please teach me!"

Fang Lin looked at Wuxiao Fu with an expression as if he had seen a gold mine. He suddenly remembered Woxiao Fu's money-making tool, Taoist alchemy, and suddenly understood why Xiao Fu took the risk to show up.

The monk said:

"It's a trivial skill. If the benefactor wants to learn it, he should teach it to you. However, the stinky skin that I am currently carrying has been exhausted, and my own cultivation has been destroyed just now. It will only take a while. It will go away with the wind. It seems that there is no fate between me and the donor."

Wuxian Fu spat out thick phlegm and sneered:

"Isn't it just that your soul is scattered? Little Cassilla."

He took out a huge tattered linen bag, rummaged frantically inside, and soon found a rosary with great difficulty.

"This thing is a high-end product that someone came to pawn. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like it will come back to redeem it. You put your soul in it, and I guarantee that you will live a comfortable life."

Fang Lin saw that the rosary was black and thick, about the size of a goose egg. The light on it could be seen, and he frowned and said:

"What's this?"

The wretched Fu said:

"This is the portable weapon of Hana Xiuin Shiluo, a powerful plot player in the world of Samurai Shodown: it fell from Shiluo's rosary, but it has high requirements for users - old monk, come in quickly, don't you want to see it with your own eyes? When the Three Demon Immortals are destroyed, will your temple flourish again?"

The last sentence was indeed very lethal. Monk Zhiming let out a long sigh, and a small cross-legged figure appeared on the old Taoist priest's Tianling cover, and then quickly put it into the rosary held by the wretched Fu. The wretched Fu immediately smiled brightly, his expression suddenly changed, he screamed and ran away with his head in his arms.

Although Fang Lin didn't sense the crisis, he immediately crashed through the wall with a bang and ran out. He didn't care about the gravel, dust and smoke and ran away. Suddenly he heard a very strange sound in the air and turned around to look. , and suddenly saw a person in the sky The huge shadow crashed down, rolling over the house they had been staying in before. In the huge roar, even the earth was shaking violently, and the sky was full of dust and dust. When it calmed down slightly, This place is already a ruins of rubble!

With such a huge danger, no wonder Xuxiao Fu escaped faster than a rabbit.

When the dust all around settled, Fang Lin realized at this moment that what caused the catastrophic scene in front of him was actually a giant tree that was still green. If you look carefully, you can see that this half of the giant tree is one of the four trees at the entrance of the temple. !

These four giant trees form a real wood formation, so they can gather the surrounding energy together. However, one of the four trees had collapsed before, and they could barely keep the formation running. Now if another tree is cut off, it may soon trigger drastic changes between heaven and earth. Fang Lin had a sneer on his face. The outer formation and the inner formation complement each other. Now it seems that the Three Demon Immortals are gone and no one is in charge of the inner formation. If the outer formation is completely broken, then the inner formation will be nothing more than a decoration.

However, Fang Lin's face also became solemn in an instant. In an instant, green mist spread in the air hundreds of feet away. Everyone in the mist fell to death, and a giant evil insect slowly emerged with teeth and claws. In the air, its body surface showed colorful patterns, and it howled angrily! The membranous wings on its back have been flung out and formed into a pair of parallel sails that are fully unfolded. It looks like a large tuft of helmets on the base of its back. The flat and wide abdomen is curved into a curved stick, first upwards, Press back again, and gradually relax with a burst of sudden shaking. There was a sharp "whooshing" sound in the air, like a snake that had encountered an emergency, exhaling a fishy breath.

This is obviously the last thing set by the three demon immortals to suppress the formation. Maybe it was obtained from the fifth level: Pansi Ridge - Pansi Cave. It is really a bit unprepared to appear here. Seeing that they could not withstand the enemy, the disciples and grandsons of the Three Demon Immortals had no choice but to take risks and release them.

A mechanical flesh puppet suddenly rushed forward, trying to throw a bomb at it, but a black light flashed, and the monster's forelimb suddenly stabbed out. The flat shuttle-shaped weapon was blue and arranged in alternating lengths. There are countless serrations, with a bright black dot on the inside, and the three longest spurs on the tip!

The mechanical flesh puppet was pierced all at once, and finally the forelimbs were slowly retracted and brought to the giant insect monster's mouth. It chewed vigorously, and the dirty blood gradually flowed out, and there was a crisp sound of chewing bones. Everyone who saw it shuddered at its ferocity.