Chapter 1981 The psychological quality is too poor
Feng Lin looked back at the old man lying on the ground. He asked with a smile: "Hello, senior, do you know your name?"
This one in front of me The old man looks like he must be a master, otherwise he wouldn't be locked up here.
He looked at the old man carefully. His black curly hair was stuck together.
The face is full of wrinkles, and some black dirt can be seen in the wrinkles.
"I'm not familiar with you, don't talk to me."
The old man didn't open his eyes, just lying on the ground, covered with a black robe.
“This old man didn’t say anything and even fought with me when eating.”
Long Zhenzhen said from the side.
Feng Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the two people in front of him.
If this Long Zhenzhen could be rescued, Longshan would owe himself a big favor.
Then they should agree not to deal with the Demonic Forest.
Compared to the Demonic Forest, they will definitely give priority to dealing with Green Sea.
"Hey, you haven't said anything about your relationship with our Longshan yet? Are you only friends with Brother Di Kun?"
Long Zhenzhen is a talkative person. He is locked up here. I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and I'm suffocating to death.
"Yes, I am only friends with Di Kun."
Feng Lin stood up again and approached the surrounding formation grid.
"Don't get close to that formation. If you get close, it will be gone. This old man's hand will be swallowed by the formation."
Long Zhenzhen pointed at the old man on the ground and said.
Feng Lin looked back at the old man. Because he was covered with a black robe and his hands were inside, he didn't know that he was missing his hands.
"Don't worry, I'm not a fool."
Feng Lin nodded lightly. He looked around and found that there was no one else here, so he took out the firearm.
Ye Yourong and Feng Lin merged into one. After Feng Lin took out the firearm, she had already added pockets to the armor to hide these things.
Feng Lin raised his gun, pointed it at the power grid formation in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The sound rang out, and the old man lying on the ground was startled.
Feng Lin stared at the ballistic trajectory without blinking.
Click!
The red current suddenly burst into flames, swallowing the bullet completely.
"Such a fast bullet has been hit. In the spirit-breaking formation, I'm afraid the human body's contact is in vain."
Feng Lin put away his gun again and touched his chin in thought.
"Give up, I have tried every method."
The old man stretched out his hand from the black robe, and his left hand had completely disappeared, "We can't escape, Qi Jin At the very edge is the powerful blood wind formation, which disappears when you stretch out your hand. "Senior, do you still know the formation?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
“Of course, on the first day after I was imprisoned, I was trying to think of ways to destroy this spirit-breaking formation, but the eyes of the spirit-breaking formation were all on the edge, and there was a blood wind formation on the edge, so there was no solution. , no solution!”
The old man sighed.
While Feng Lin was speaking, he pulled out the scalpel in front of him. Ye Yourong had always reserved a gap here.
While speaking, Feng Lin thrust the dagger into the center of the formation.
Bah!
The bloody flames burned, but this scalpel still penetrated the formation easily.
"That's... spiritual steel?"
The old man lying on the ground suddenly got up.
"Yes, if you want to destroy the spiritual steel, you can't do it with this formation alone."
Feng Lin slashed horizontally with force. The powerful force coupled with the sharp scalpel could not do it. There is no gap left on the steel pipe.
“What is depicted above is a formation. Without Qi Jin, it cannot be destroyed.”
The old man shook his head gently and lay down again, "There is nothing we can do with spiritual steel."
Feng Lin's scalpel was always in the blood-red electric current. He found that when the electric current encountered something, it would turn into flames.
When the blade of the scalpel is laid flat, it will block part of the flame and create a gap. It feels like a fire is burning, with a plank laid flat on top of the flames.
The plank will temporarily split the flame in two until the plank also burns, and the flames will merge again.
But Feng Lin's scalpel did not burn, so after it was laid flat, there was a small gap on it.
"Feng Lin, put your finger in, I think you can take a risk. In my state, as long as the head is not completely destroyed and other parts are damaged, it can be repaired quickly."
Ye You Rong's voice sounded.
"Are you sure you can get out of such a small hole?" Feng Lin asked in a low voice.
"What? Who are you talking to?"
Long Zhenzhen came over and asked.
"Don't disturb me. When I'm thinking, I like to ask myself questions."
Feng Lin glanced at Long Zhenzhen and said, "Don't worry, it seems that for Di Kun's sake, I I will find a way to save you."
"Haha, young people really like to mess around."
The old man on the side also turned over and looked at Feng Lin sideways.
He wanted to see what this boy was going to do.
"If my fingers can get out without being damaged, I can release my energy, but it will be of no use."
Ye Yourong said, "I can't get out of such a small hole. No, it will take at least a fist-sized hole before I can transform into a vine and get out." "Can you use Qi?" Feng Lin suddenly asked.
“Of course, the prerequisite is that you can stretch out your fingers.” Ye Yourong replied.
"It's over, it's over!"
Long Zhenzhen, who was sitting here, shook his head vigorously, "This must be crazy, and his mental quality is too poor. He won't be able to do it just after being locked up."
The old man also shook his head slightly. It seemed that he had no choice but to start talking nonsense.
"Okay! If you can really get out, you can take out the go-getters in my space ring. The formations on these pillars are very strong, but as long as they are destroyed, the formations will disappear and the go-getters will be broken. The formation is just a match for this."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"Okay, I understand."
Ye Yourong nodded, "But you have to be prepared. If you find that it doesn't work, take your finger back in time."
"Don't worry, it will be gone. , Anyway, there is a rush.”
At this moment, Feng Lin grabbed the scalpel with one hand and stretched out the index finger of the other hand from the gap.
"Haha, do you think I'm lying to you? Are you still going to try it with your fingers?"
Seeing Feng Lin's movements at this moment, the old man smiled sarcastically, "Don't worry, it will evaporate in an instant, and the wound will be burned into coke and will not bleed."
Long Zhenzhen also came to Feng Lin's side, Staring at his fingers, "What are you doing? It's useless to take out your fingers!"
Feng Lin continued as if there was no one around, his heart was in his throat. As long as the armor on his fingers was broken, he would immediately Take it back.
I hope I can protect my fingers. After all, the things on his body at the moment are all first-hand.
I have never used running water to repair my body.
At this moment, the finger stretched out and passed through the hole.
"Okay! It's okay!"
Ye Yourong's voice rang from Feng Lin's ears, "Let's see what happens next."
As he spoke, Feng Lin's extended index finger gradually took root and sprouted, turning into a vine.
Seeing this, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, "Impossible! It's impossible to release Qi Jin with just a finger!"
Long Zhenzhen also covered his mouth in disbelief.
At this moment, the sprouting tiny vines touched Feng Lin, and Qian Jiang took it out from the space ring.
Not only that, Ye Yourong took out a body of the Spiritual Steel Army from the space ring.
When Feng Lin saw this, he immediately understood what she meant.
(End of this chapter)