The fat monk surnamed Xu, with the abacus beads spinning rapidly outside his body while pinching his hands, and even as he waved his hands, these abacus beads suddenly turned into a strange figure and suddenly appeared in front of him.
This figure looks like a chessboard endgame, the beads, as if they have become chess pieces, seem to be densely covered with stars.
The monk had a solemn expression, and he was muttering words. He raised his right hand and pointed forward eagerly. In an instant, the abacus beads that looked like a chess board suddenly went straight to the red mist.
In the blink of an eye, the red mist was approaching, the mist suddenly rolled, and there was a roar inside, and then the mist burst out, swallowing it like a chess game.
There was a loud bang, and at the moment when the red mist was about to swallow, the chess game suddenly flashed with colorful lights and illusory figures appeared. Each figure pinched its mark and shot towards the red mist. .
There seemed to be an invisible force permeating, causing the red mist to roll back suddenly, but it did not succeed in swallowing it!
In this scene, the cultivators all around watched their eyes condensed, and there was a flash of joy in the eyes of the Master Ling Dong, but the middle-aged scribe, mocking the corners of his mouth suddenly appeared.
The fat monk showed a smug expression, his right hand raised and pointed again, the chess game was approached towards the red mist under the bursts of light, surrounded by phantom figures.
Wang Lin watched all of this intently, his eyes flashed, the fat monk’s method of breaking the ban has some merits, this man, this magic abacus, should be an extraordinary thing, and every bead contains a lot of things. The prohibition of each other can be combined with each other, which is quite wonderful.
If it is an ordinary prohibition, perhaps this person can really break it, but with these small means, trying to break the red mist prohibition is... impossible!
The prohibition in this red mist is extremely complicated, not only the ancient soul prohibition, but also the time prohibition. The combination of the two is extremely powerful.
As soon as the fat monk’s chess game approached the red mist in the rays of light, it immediately disappeared, and even from the red mist, there was a violent roar and low roar, at the moment when most of the people were watching, The fat monk suddenly changed his complexion, turned pale in an instant, and spewed out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that the magic weapon was destroyed, and the connection between the magic weapon and his soul was severed!
He was about to retreat immediately, but before the fat monk had waited two steps to withdraw, the red mist roared frantically, and the mist spread like a red cloud covering the sky. It directly wrapped the fat monk's body and dragged it into the mist. .
The screams are ear-piercing, echoing in this sealed land, and the sound of cracking bones is even more shocking!
"Trash!" The Master Lingdong looked gloomy. If there is no way to break this restriction, he needs to be forced to break it, but this way, it will definitely cause great damage to the Dao Ling inside. If this is the case, even if it is opened If the prohibition is over, the gain is not worth the loss.
"The things that the old man can't get, others can't even think of it, simply open it forcibly, and if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of Master Lingdong, and his body shook, he was about to move forward.
But at this moment, suddenly the middle-aged scribe holding a feather fan clasped his fists and whispered: "Master, before forcibly opening, let me try a little bit. Even if you can't break it all, but if you can break it a little bit. , Maybe when the Master opens it forcibly, he will damage his inner Daoling slightly less."
The Master Ling Dong turned around and glanced at the middle-aged scribe, pondered for a moment, nodded, and said slowly: "You have to be cautious!"
The middle-aged scribe smiled and nodded, closed the fan, knocked on the palm of his left hand, and walked slowly towards the red mist.
Wang Lin's expression remained the same, but he noticed in his heart, the restraint under his feet, unconsciously, condensed more and more.
The middle-aged scribe was approaching the red mist. After watching for a while, he raised his right hand to pinch his fingers as if calculating, and his eyes flickered with inferential colors. After a while, his right hand suddenly pointed forward, and his hand appeared broken. The shadow was instantly spotted on the red mist.
The red mist roared together, roaring and echoing, a red mist with thick arms rushed out from the side, and rolled towards the middle-aged man, but this man didn't seem to see the same, his right hand didn't pause at all, and the pinch was at a point.
There was a bang, and I didn't know where the middle-aged scribe had clicked, the red mist that rolled up trembling suddenly, before it even touched this person, it suddenly collapsed and dissipated.
This scene immediately caused the eyes of Master Ling Dong to flash.
Wang Lin squinted his eyes. The middle-aged scribe did have some means, and in the prohibition, it went far beyond the previous few people.
The middle-aged scribe was sweating on his forehead, but his expression was abnormally calm. Under a sway of his body, he was spinning outside the red mist like a dragon. His right hand did not stop, and he kept pinching out the seal points as he walked. In the mist, gradually, the roar in the mist became more and more intense, faintly revealing irritability.
The pupils of Wang Lin's eyes shrank, and a sneer was secreted from the corner of his mouth. Although this middle-aged monk was deeply hidden and seemed to crack, in fact, Wang Lin had already seen the man's means and meaning.
At this moment, the middle-aged scribe suddenly let out a low growl, his body came to a halt, his hands pinched at the same time, and he pressed hard against the red mist!
"Master, help me, unfold the power of incense! You can break this ban in half!"
The person’s voice was anxious, and the Master Lingdong obviously trusted the middle-aged scribe. He didn’t hesitate to take a step forward, and a trace of incense power flew out of his body as he lifted his right hand, in an instant. Condensed on his right hand, shooting towards the red mist suddenly!
A palm print composed of incense came out abruptly, in the direction of the rumbling noise, broke through the red mist at an extremely fast speed, and fell on the red mist with the hands of the middle-aged scribe almost at the same time!
A loud bang reverberated crazily in this world, and the outer periphery of the red mist suddenly collapsed, spreading around in a ring, causing the mist on it to dissipate a little bit!
But at the moment when the joyfulness in the eyes of Master Ling Ling, he saw the red mist roaring and shaking the sky, and a violent wind suddenly blew out from it, turning into a big mouth and directly swallowing the pale middle-aged scribe.
The harsh screams echoed, and even at this moment, the red mist absorbed Master Ling Ling's incense palm print, but from within, suddenly burst out an impact that destroys the world!
The roar echoed crazily, like thunder, causing the sealed world to vibrate violently, and even at this moment, the destructive force burst out, forming a storm that swept across the world, spreading crazily to the surroundings. !
This storm, from a distance, is entirely composed of red fog, and the spreading speed at this moment is too fast, and it has caused the sealed world to collapse!
The sound of booming kept remembering that several cultivators could not dodge, and were touched by the red mist storm. They suddenly screamed that their flesh collapsed, and the soul burst open!
The face of that smart master changed drastically, and the terrifying power contained in this storm made him feel shocked. At this moment, he did not hesitate to retreat quickly and landed on the tomb platform of two thousand meters. It turned into a Changhong and quickly rushed to the sky!
Not only him, all the monks at this moment, all at the moment when the power of destruction collapsed here, retreated madly, and a few people retreated slowly, and were immediately killed by the storm!
Wang Lin retreated the fastest, even a bit faster than that of Master Ling Dong. Almost at the same time that the middle-aged monk was swallowed, the prohibition that had been brewing for a long time under his feet suddenly left his body, and went straight to the ground below. Immediately afterwards, his body didn't stop at all, turning into a Changhong and went straight to the sky.
This red storm was like a tide, tearing through the sky with the force of destruction, continuously spreading and swallowing, everyone fled frantically, rushing into the twisted cracks in the sky, one by one disappeared!
All this happened almost instantaneously. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were destroyed by this sudden red mist storm, and fewer than eleven escaped!
Wang Lin also stepped in from a twisted crack and disappeared. At the moment they left, the red mist filled the world with no cracks.
After a long time, the fog was tumbling, slowly retracting, and finally condensed on the platform on the back of the ancient god. The sky became dark red, and the twisted cracks disappeared cleanly and completely. All the entrances to enter here have been sealed.
The roar in the mist gradually dissipated, and there was silence all around.
Time slowly passed, until half an hour later, a person slowly walked out of the mist. This person was the middle-aged scribe who looked like death to everyone!
A grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were even more triumphant.
"What about Master Lingdong! No one can snatch the treasure that Xiao Jing fancy to me! With a little trick, everyone is driven out of here. Right now, the Dao Ling in the mist belongs to Xiao. One person!"
In the frantic laughter, the middle-aged scribe was even more proud. He turned to look at the mist, his eyes showed greed, and he licked his lips. As he raised his right hand and flipped it, nine jade slips suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Ancient soul ban, time ban! Although I can't break all of them, but I can stop these two bans for twenty breaths!"
The middle-aged scribe waved his right hand forward, and the nine jade slips immediately emitted a gloomy light, arranged in a circle with each other, went straight to the red mist, and fell on it in a sudden, the mist rolled frantically inside. The roar came out even more violently, but the mist, after a short squirming, was immediately flashed by the gloomy light on the jade slip, and all actions stopped!
The middle-aged scribe stepped forward and stepped directly into the circle formed by the jade slips. He tore his hands forward abruptly, but immediately tore the mist that had stopped all movement. The crack, the color of greed in his eyes is full, and he leaned forward to enter the crack.
But at this moment, a scream suddenly started in this silent world!
"Impossible, there are restrictions. I have already stopped all restrictions..." The middle-aged scribe suddenly backed away, his face was bloody and bloody, and his whole body was rapidly rotted. In a blink of an eye, he just backed three feet before he blew up. With a sound, the whole body rotted into carrion.
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, twenty breaths were about to go, the nine jade slips on the red mist, the light quickly dissipated, the mist faintly showed signs of activity, and finally became completely active.
A stick of incense passed by, and the carrion corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and its appearance changed rapidly, becoming the same as the former scribe again.
"It seems that no one has sneaked here..." The middle-aged man flashed his eyes and walked towards the red mist.