Lin Du saw that the people in front of him didn't believe it, so he smiled and said, "I don't know about the formation, but a monk from the village came here today. He thought that the well in their village was beautiful, so he stole the well."
As she said this, her spiritual power gradually accumulated on the folding fan in her hand.
Seeing that the man in white robe was about to hit her face with a boomerang, Lin Du sighed, then raised his eyes with misty black eyes, "If you don't believe me, just ask Yin Zhong to come over by himself, and I will tell him personally."
She doesn't have a loud voice. Except for her own people, her attitude towards outsiders is to listen to them if they can hear them, and push them away if they can't hear them.
They are all monks. Unless they are a cripple, they cannot be so deaf.
The men in white robes looked at each other, murderous intent imminent.
"Uncle Junior, what are you doing here? They are all Soaring Cloud Realm monks. They came to massacre the village after the formation was broken!" Xia Tian Wu was a little anxious and raised his hand to block the boomerang.
Lin Du smiled and said, "Why else, can I let you guard the village alone?"
She pointed her fan at the dense crowd of people in white robes in front of her, "Second Junior Nephew, you just said there were only seven or eight. Then you deal with those seven or eight, and leave the rest to me."
Arrogant to the extreme.
There was absolutely no look like he was trembling and vomiting blood on the boat that day.
As long as Yin Zhong himself doesn't come, she can still be crazy.
"Uncle Junior..." Xia Wu said this just to let Lin Du stay in the village with peace of mind.
"I said, eight for you and ten for me, just right."
As Lin Du spoke, he took out a large handful of spiritual talismans, and then swept them in front of the man in white robes with his floating fan as if he didn't want any money.
It's not good to mess with anyone, you mess with me, a krypton gold player.
The supreme sect cannot be differentiated, that ancestor is rich enough.
Still feeling it wasn't enough, she shouted, "I'll burn some yellow paper for you guys in advance."
Dozens of spiritual talismans were thrown out together, most of which were yellow talismans. They were flying around in the sky, which really looked like burning yellow paper when paying homage to the dead.
Xia Tian Wu was busy fighting, and when he heard such a sentence, he thought it was hard to say whether he could kill people, but the young master uncle could probably make people mad to death just by relying on this mouth.
Most of the yellow talismans are not of high grade, but they are large in quantity and some are strange.
Someone raised his hand to resist, only to find that it was just a water dragon talisman. However, after stacking the thunder talisman, dark clouds immediately gathered, and the water dragon and thunder rolled into a small thunderstorm;
Some people's eyes were covered by a shower of sparks one after another, floating up and down, making their eyes hurt, and even their white robes were burned with black holes;
Some people were crushed by the Taishan talisman until they were half a foot underground; some were hit by bats attracted by the talisman and covered themselves in the face...
Not fatal, not even very harmful, but extremely disturbing.
The village entrance was as lively as a vegetable market for a while, with chicken feathers everywhere.
Lin Du threw out a short blade within this time, which was almost all her wealth, forty-nine in total. It was the largest formation that Yan Ye had estimated for her, and it was also the limit of Lin Du's control.
And with the help of the terrain surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, the entrance of the village is an outlet for gathering energy. She may really be able to set up a large formation that exceeds her own limits.
One person raised his sword and was heading towards Lin Du's front door. Another person was annoyed by the child's troubles, and a majestic killing move was coming with Shuo Feng.
At this moment, less than half of the forty-nine blades have not been connected. Lin Du needs to concentrate on driving and cannot spare the energy to resist.
Lin Du thought to himself that as a fragile mage, he still needed an anti-damage support.
The sword energy and the new wind carried huge spiritual power, and just when they were about to touch Lin Du's robe, a golden seal suddenly appeared on her body, but a clanging sound was heard, and the huge recoil pushed the two seals away. Spiritual power is crushed into powder.
Lin Du yelled, and the last blade fell on a tree at the entrance of the village. The man who had been standing upright like a black bamboo finally made a move.
Against the background of the huge explosion on one side, a particularly cold snow rushed out from around the green-robed boy with a violent force, like avalanches of snow on a jade mountain, with an unmistakable murderous intent.
Dozens of people were stunned.
The group of people next to them were dealing with the strange fire that was so intense that their bones almost melted, but here they encountered ice that could freeze people's bones to a crisp.
It was a world of ice and fire, but the cold snow rushed out, and the edge brushed against the strange fire, and it actually took a long time to melt.
Lin Du is just a monk with a perfect mind. Apart from having a heavenly ice spirit root, there is nothing special about him.
But the cold snow was so freezing that even the monks in the Soaring Cloud Realm couldn't help but shiver. Looking at the frost clinging to their robes, they were even several times slower in taking action.
Under the cover of this cold wave, no one noticed, and the crisscrossing formations were quickly taking shape.
Lin Du gently closed the Fusheng Fan, his body swayed, his straight back hunched down, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
She wiped it off nonchalantly, revealing a strange arc at the corner of her lips. She stood up straight and looked at the seven or eight killing moves that were sweeping towards her, and snapped her fingers.
The next moment, the space changed drastically, and the surging killing move was suddenly cut off.
The green mountains shook, the inlets boiled, the mountain birds started in fright, and the beasts scattered in all directions.
The spirit of mountains and rivers is the most powerful feng shui between heaven and earth, and the dragon evil water formation uses the spirit of mountains and rivers to attract the power of heaven and earth. No matter whether it is humans, ghosts or demons, it cannot compete with it.
That was the last ancient formation devised by Lin Du. Rumor has it that it was a powerful formation used by an ancient god to defend his tomb.
It took Lin Du nearly nine days to create this formation, during which he was forced to lower his face and ask Yan Ye for advice.
Even if you are outnumbered, you still can't get out of this formation.
With her current state and power of consciousness, she couldn't kill ten people, but she could still be trapped.
Lin Du breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his hand and pressed his forehead. He had used his spiritual consciousness too much, and now he was in severe pain. Because he had used a lot of rioting spiritual power, he was now in some danger.
She randomly found a Ningbi Pill and a Golden Crow Xuanyuan Pill and stuffed them into her mouth again.
Then he staggered to the tree at the entrance to the village, and slid down the trunk.
I really have no energy left.
It's so fragile, the blue bar is completely exhausted, and there are only ten points of blood left.
Even now that Yin Zhong is here in person, she can't run away and can only call Yan Ye.
But she guessed that Yin Zhong didn't dare to come, and couldn't come. A man who had managed to survive quietly and had a new identity would be really exposed if he came, so she sent these white-robed men to massacre the village and destroy all evidence.
The seventh senior sister seems to have lost her way, but it is not cost-effective to call Yan Ye for a dozen or so Tengyun realms. Most of the retreats for high-level monks require concentration and understanding. Yan Ye must have felt something in the way he looked before leaving. Simple Just call him and ask him a question. What if the delay is too long and the feeling disappears?
She didn't want to call Yan Ye unless necessary.
Killing requires karma, and the calamity requires multiple layers of blame. It would be better for Yan Ye to ascend smoothly as soon as possible. It will be annoying to see him for one more day.
She leaned her head back against the tree trunk and turned her head lazily. A mouthful of elixir choked in her throat, and the smile on her lips disappeared.
Mo Lin, why is he here? ? ?
Is he really a stupid pillar?
Not only was Lin Du unable to stand up, Xia Wu was also almost at the end of his strength.
There were already four or five corpses of the white-robed men lying on the ground in Xia Tian, which could no longer be called corpses. They were called carbon.
But at this moment, Xia Tian's spiritual energy consumption was huge, and he had taken several Restoring Spirit Pills one after another.
She glanced at Lin Du, thinking about the escape route in her mind, but unexpectedly saw someone who shouldn't have come out.
The tall and thin man slowly walked out from the entrance of the village. The sword, which was much longer than the ordinary sword and looked like a long stick, was held in both hands.
The red gold patterns wrapped on it are shining brightly under the firelight now, as if they are alive.
The collision of spiritual energy caused the bottom of his robe to flutter slightly. The man's features were handsome and resolute. Amidst Xia Tian's astonished shouts, he walked up to her side, using his right hand to gather momentum, and the sword grid moved slowly.
"Are you crazy? You can't use spiritual power."
"I know, I won't move."
Mo Lin's voice was calm, "Come behind me and leave the rest to me."
The purpose of hiding a sword is never to hide it, but to one day unsheath the sword and defeat ghosts with its sharp edge.
After decades of swinging the sword every day, every time he made a move, the sword energy he swung was not the true strength of Mo Lin's move. At least 50% of it was accumulated in the scabbard.
Those spiritual powers and sword energy have been hidden for many years, not to compete for first or second place. For Mo Lin's Tao, it is to kill evil spirits and protect the world.
Even if he couldn't use his spiritual power at the moment, the sword energy he had accumulated over the years was still enough.
Mo Lin's right hand suddenly exerted force and pulled out the long sword, and the situation between heaven and earth changed.
With a sword swing, hundreds of thunder exploded at the entrance of the village. Lin Du moved the formation and introduced the sword energy into the formation.
Countless rays of lightning illuminated the mountain front as if it were daytime, and the awe-inspiring sword energy that frightened the evil spirits exploded and spread at the entrance of the village, directly smashing the killing moves of those people into pieces. The sharp and fierce sword energy penetrated the bodies of more than a dozen people, bringing them with it. With the power of annihilation of Shenxiao Xuanlei, the person can be penetrated directly.
In the distant Phoenix City, someone heard the thunder at night, rolled over, and coaxed the awakened child beside him, "Thunders in spring make all things grow."
Spring thunder sounds, all things grow, and evil spirits are extinguished.
