Renegade Immortal

The fat monk surnamed Xu had his abacus beads spinning rapidly outside his body while he was making secrets with his hands. Even as he waved his hands, these abacus beads suddenly turned into a strange shape and suddenly appeared in front of him.

This figure looks like the end of a chessboard, and the beads seem to have become chess pieces, as if they are densely packed.

The monk had a solemn look on his face and muttered something in his mouth. He raised his right hand and pointed forward hastily. In an instant, the arithmetic beads that looked like a chess game suddenly went straight towards the red mist.

In a blink of an eye, the red mist was approaching. The mist suddenly rolled, and a roar came from within. Then a stream of mist rushed out, swallowing up this forbidden area that looked like a chess game.

There was a loud bang, and at the moment when the red mist was about to swallow it up, colorful lights suddenly flashed on the chess game, and illusory figures appeared one after another. Each figure held a mark and shot towards the red mist. .

There seemed to be an invisible force permeating the air, causing the red mist to roll back suddenly, but it did not swallow up the success. Seeing this scene, all the monks Zhou's eyes were fixed, and the Master Ling Dong even had a flash of joy in his eyes. The middle-aged scribe alone taunted himself and the plump monk showed a hint of pride. He raised his right hand and pointed again. Under the bursts of light, surrounded by illusory figures, the chess game was approaching the red mist.

Wang Lin watched all this without turning his eyes, with a flash of light in his eyes. The fat monk's method of breaking the ban did have some merits. This man's magic abacus should be extraordinary, and every bead contained It contains many restrictions, and they can be combined with each other, which is quite wonderful.

If it were an ordinary restriction, this person might really be able to break it. However, with these clever methods, trying to break through the red mist restriction is... impossible. The restrictions in the red mist are extremely complicated. Not only are there ancient soul restrictions, , and the years are forbidden within it. When the two are combined, the power is astonishing.

I saw the fat monk's chess game disappearing into the red mist as soon as it approached the red mist in the light. From the red mist, a fierce roar and low roar came out. At the moment when everyone looked at it intently, The fat monk's complexion suddenly changed, he turned pale instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. 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 could even take two steps back, The red mist roared suddenly and went crazy. The mist suddenly spread like red clouds covering the sky. It immediately wrapped the fat monk's body and pulled him into the mist.

The screams were ear-piercing, echoing in this sealed place, and there was even a sound like cracking bones, which shocked people's hearts. "Trash" Master Lingyong's expression was gloomy. If there is no way to break this restriction, it needs to be broken by force. But in this case, it will definitely cause great damage to the Taoist spirit inside it. In this case, even if the restriction is opened, the gain will outweigh the loss.

"What I can't get, no one else can get it. Just open it by force, otherwise you will die if you destroy it." A cold light flashed in Ling Dong's eyes, and with a sway of his body, he was about to step forward.

But at this moment,

Suddenly, the middle-aged scribe holding the feather fan cupped his fists and whispered, "Master, before forcing it open, let me try. Ba, even if you can't break it all, if you can break it a little, maybe you can wait." When a person forcibly opens it, the damage to his inner spirit will be slightly less.

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 nodded with a smile, closed his fan, tapped the palm of his left hand, and slowly walked toward the red mist.

Wang Lin looked as usual, but he was paying attention in his heart. The restrictions under his feet were gathering more and more without anyone noticing.

The middle-aged scribe approached the red mist. After looking for a while, he raised his right hand and pinched his fingers as if calculating. There was a flash of deduction in his eyes. After a moment, his right hand suddenly pointed forward, and his hand showed signs of disability. The shadow instantly hit the red mist.

There was a roar in the red mist, and as the roar reverberated, a thick-armed red mist rushed out from the side and rolled towards the middle-aged man, but the man didn't seem to see it. His right hand did not pause at all, and the kneading technique was on point.

With a bang, I don't know where the middle-aged scribe clicked. The red mist that rolled up trembled suddenly, and suddenly collapsed and dissipated before it touched this person.

This scene immediately made Master Lingyong's eyes flash.

Lin narrowed his eyes. This middle-aged scribe did have some tricks. In terms of restraint, he was far ahead of the previous ones.

The middle-aged scribe was sweating on his forehead, but his expression was unusually calm. His body swayed, like a swimming dragon, spinning outside the red mist. His right hand did not stop, and he kept pinching out seal points as he wandered. In the mist, gradually, the roar in the mist became more and more intense, "with a faint hint of irritability."

Wang Lin's pupils shrank, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although this middle-aged monk was hiding deeply and seemed to be cracked, in fact, Wang Lin had already seen this person's methods and intentions.

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe suddenly let out a low roar, and he and his son paused for a moment. They made hand seals at the same time and pressed hard toward the red mist. "Master, help me. The power of the incense can break half of this restriction." "

This person's voice was urgent. Master Ling Dong obviously trusted this middle-aged scribe. Hearing the words, he did not hesitate at all. He took a step forward and raised his right hand, and a trace of incense power flew out of his body crazily. In an instant, It concentrated on his right hand and shot towards the red mist in the air! A palm print composed of incense came out, and with a loud rumbling sound, it broke through the red mist at an extremely fast speed, and the middle-aged scribe's hands landed on the red mist almost at the same time. A loud noise reverberated crazily in the world. The outer edge of the red mist suddenly collapsed and spread in a ring, causing the fog above to dissipate half of it. But at that moment when Master Ling Dong's eyes were filled with joy, he saw the red mist. With a roar that shook the sky, a strong wind suddenly blew out from it, turning into a big mouth and swallowing the middle-aged scribe who turned pale instantly.

The screams echoed, and at this moment, the red mist absorbed the incense palm prints of Master Ling Dong, but from within it suddenly burst out with an impact that annihilated the world. The roaring sound echoed crazily, as if Like thunder, the sealed world began to shake violently. At this moment, the destructive power exploded, forming a storm that swept the entire world and spread the storm crazily to all directions. From a distance, everything could be seen They are all composed of red mist. The diffusion rate is too fast at this moment, causing the sealed world to collapse. The roaring sound keeps coming to mind. Several monks were unable to dodge and were hit by the red mist storm. They were immediately hit by the red mist storm. As he screamed, his body collapsed, and his soul exploded. Master Ling Dong's expression changed drastically. The terrifying power contained in the storm made even him feel frightened. At this moment, he quickly retreated without hesitation, landing on the two thousand feet. On the tomb platform, with a flick of his sleeve, it turned into a long rainbow and quickly rushed into the sky. Not only him, but all the monks at this moment, all retreated crazily at the moment when the power of destruction collapsed. Several people retreated. If he was too late, he was immediately blasted to death by the storm. Wang Lin retreated the fastest, even a little faster than Master Ling Dong. He was almost at the same time that the middle-aged monk was swallowed up, and the wave that had been brewing for a long time under his feet was almost the same. The restraint suddenly lifted, and it fell straight to the ground below. Then, without any pause, its body turned into a rainbow and flew straight into the sky.

This red storm was like a tide, tearing the sky with its destructive power, spreading and swallowing it continuously. Everyone fled frantically, rushing into the twisted cracks in the sky, and dissipated one by one. It all happened almost instantly, in the blink of an eye. In the next moment, more than ten people were destroyed by the sudden red storm. The number of escapees was less than eleven. Wang Lin also stepped into a twisted crack and disappeared. The moment they left, the red mist It fills the whole world without any gaps.

After a long time, the mist slowly retracted while rolling, and finally re-condensed on the platform on the ancient god's back. The sky turned dark red, and those twisted quilt seams disappeared cleanly and completely. All entrances to this place have been sealed.

The roar in the mist gradually dissipated into the silence that surrounded it.

Time passed slowly, 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. There was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was even more proud in his eyes. color.

"So what, Master Lingdong? No one can compete with me for the treasure that Xiao Jing likes, so I drove everyone out of here. Now, the Taoist spirit in this mist belongs to Xiao."

While laughing wildly, the middle-aged scribe became even more proud. He turned around and looked at the mist, with greed in his eyes. He licked his lips, raised his right hand and flipped it, and nine jade slips suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Although I can't break all the ancient soul restrictions and time restrictions, I can stop these two restrictions for twenty breaths."

The middle-aged scribe waved his right hand forward, and immediately the nine jade slips suddenly emitted light, arranged in a circle with each other, went straight to the red mist, and suddenly landed on it. The mist rolled crazily, and inside it The roar came out even more violently, but the mist, after a brief squirm, was suddenly stopped by the dim light on the jade slip. The middle-aged scribe took a step forward and stepped directly on it. Entering the circle formed by the jade slips, he violently tore forward with both hands, but immediately tore a crack into the mist that had stopped all its movements. There was a strong greed in his eyes, and he moved forward. If you want to explore, you have to enter the crack.

But at this moment, screams suddenly broke out in the silent world, ""It's impossible, there are still restrictions. I've obviously waited for all restrictions to stop..." The middle-aged scribe suddenly retreated, his face bloody and bloody. , his whole body was rotting even more rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he only retreated three feet, and with a bang, his whole body rotted into a rotting corpse.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, twenty breaths passed, and the light of the nine jade slips on the red mist quickly dissipated. The mist showed faint signs of activity, and finally became completely active.

A stick of incense passed by in an instant, and the rotten corpse suddenly opened its eyes. Its appearance suddenly changed, and it once again became the appearance of the scribe before.

"It seems that no one has sneaked in here..." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he walked towards the red mist.

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