Chapter 1738 The World in the Painting
"The Sun Clan and the Light Clan?"
Feng Lin's heart sank. It seemed that the ones who captured Cen Caixuan were from these two races.
"Brother, what should we do?"
Yang Fan looked at Feng Lin and asked, "They are a top race. If you mess with them, trouble will easily happen."
"Brother Yang, thank you for sending me here."
Feng Lin pulled Yang Fan back a few hundred meters away, and he whispered, "But my wife is most likely inside, how can I Maybe give up?”
After saying that, Feng Lin rushed over.
The two people blocking the entrance of the cave saw this and immediately blocked the entrance.
Buzz!
Feng Lin turned into a black shadow and suddenly disappeared in front of the two people.
Both of them looked confused, and then stood at the door again.
Their task is to block the rest of the crowd. Even if the previous people go in, they cannot follow.
If you keep up, no one will be guarding this place.
I don’t know how much more I have to go in.
Yang Fan looked at Feng Lin's disappearing back, his red eyes half-squinted.
So, I slowly walked towards the gate.
......
Feng Lin stepped into the building and found himself on a grassland.
He looked at the formation runes around him and was completely confused.
The illusion formation here is, in one sentence, simple and direct.
Unlike the powerful formations Feng Lin encountered before, it was layer by layer.
But the formation lines here are as thick as a thigh.
In layman's terms, the large net compiled by general formations is composed of thin lines.
The art of breaking the formation is to find the weakest point and punch a hole in the net.
A powerful formation has several layers of large nets, and the weak points of each layer are different.
But the big net of the formation here is like a big net composed of thigh-thick iron chains.
Even the weakest network intersection is dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than all the formations Feng Lin has encountered before.
In other words, it is almost impossible to destroy the formation. You can only follow the level of the formation.
According to the formation method, Feng Lin easily found the formation's eye.
This formation is an anthropomorphic formation, which is just an ordinary tree.
After seeing Feng Lin, the big tree burst into green light.
Boom!
The surrounding ground began to tremble violently.
Swish, brush, brush!
From the foot of Feng Lin, vine spikes emerged one after another.
Feng Lin immediately took out the general and struck the vine with his sword.
The vines shattered, but the vines in other places gathered in the forest from all directions.
He held his hand tightly and swung his sharp sword at the big tree continuously.
Several sword energy cut through the vines and hit the big tree.
But the big tree's defense far exceeded Feng Lin's imagination.
Feng Lin's Burial Sword Style Sword Qi is not a simple one, it is like a straight blade embedded in a big tree.
Continue to deepen and stay for a long time.
Brush!
Feng Lin used Divine Counterattack, passed through the spike attack, came to the big tree, and attacked the trunk crazily.
Countless sword energy continued to penetrate deeply, and finally cut the big tree into pieces.
As the big tree disappears, a black passage appears here.
Feng Lin walked in immediately.
This time, he appeared near a ruined stone palace.
A lot of grass grows between the stones in the ruins. This scene gives people a sense of loneliness.
Feng Lin looked back, and the hole behind him gradually disappeared.
“The formations here are indeed powerful. The level just now can almost block the masters below the eighth level.”
Feng Lin put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a general in the other. , whispered softly.
Then the formation in front of you should be stronger.
Feng Lin hovered at a high place and carefully felt the atmosphere around him, but there was no one there.
"It seems they have gone deeper."
Feng Lin could only continue to look for the formation.
The formation here was also simple and clear. Feng Lin followed the formation and came to a huge pile of stones.
After Feng Lin approached here, these stones began to gather, forming a three-meter-high giant. Feng Lin nodded secretly. It was indeed similar to the tower formation in China.
It is indeed a good place for experience.
Brush!
Although the giant is huge, its speed is not slow at all.
Suddenly appeared in front of Feng Lin, raised his fist and attacked Feng Lin.
Feng Lin took a step back and knocked the opponent's fist with his sword.
Boom!
The giant's fist shattered, and Feng Lin was knocked back by the force.
The broken stones reassembled, and the giant returned to its original form.
Feng Lin stared at the attacking stone giant, suddenly moved away, came behind the giant, and struck it on the back of the head with a sword.
Click!
The stone giant's head was shattered, but it was not dead yet. The boulder above its head regrouped and attacked Feng Lin again.
"Grandma's!"
Feng Lin cursed secretly. He was very sure that the stone giant in front of him was the formation eye.
How can I not be beaten to death?
While he was thinking, a breath appeared in the distance.
"Brother!"
Yang Fan put on a black armor and appeared from a distance.
Feng Lin's eyes were a little surprised, and he quickly retreated and came to Yang Fan, "Okay, buddy, are you here too?"
"I have followed a few big shots here before, The first two levels are appetizers, not too difficult."
Yang Fan pointed at the stone giant rushing toward Feng Lin, "This giant's weakness is not in its head or heart, but in its buttocks. To be precise, On the eyes.”
"F*ck!"
Feng Lin cursed secretly, "The person who set up the formation is so mean."
"It is precisely because of this that it is not easily destroyed. ."
Yang Fan said with a smile.
“That’s right.”
Feng Lin smiled and nodded. When facing this giant, he still looked at it with human thinking.
I think the head and heart, or the internal organs are the weak points.
I didn’t even think of attacking that place.
Brush!
The stone giant has arrived in front of the two of them.
Feng Lin spun and dodged to avoid the stone giant's attack.
The general thrust hard and hit the target accurately.
Click!
The gravel around the buttocks collapsed, and the body of the stone giant also shattered piece by piece.
Same as before, the stone giant shattered into a black hole.
Feng Lin and Yang Fan looked at each other and walked in at the same time.
At this moment, they are in a huge sealed space, and the stone pillars around them are shining with the light of the formation, illuminating the place.
Here, Feng Lin actually saw other people.
They were all wearing black robes and observing in front of a wall.
The wall is a huge painting, about twenty meters high and a full hundred meters long.
Seeing a new person come in, the people over there just glanced at it casually and then studied the mural again.
"This is the inside of the building, and everything is real."
Yang Fan pointed to the paintings on the wall in the distance, "These paintings are the entrances to the illusion array."
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“What?”
Feng Lin immediately came to a place in the scroll, with a mountain peak on top and a stream flowing down from the mountain.
There were two other people beside the stream, fishing.
"These are all true."
Yang Fan came over and pointed at the two people in the painting, "You point your finger there and inject energy, and the body will go in. You You can still see the two fishermen and talk to them."
"Is it so magical?"
Feng Lin looked at this huge mural, "But there is no formation fluctuation on it. Ah.”
"This is the magic of the mural, so even the top formation masters recruited by the Yin Yang Crusaders can't do anything."
Yang Fan glanced at Feng Lin, "Your wife should be in the mural. Somewhere.”
(End of this chapter)