Chapter Twenty-Three: The Great Buddha!
"Ah!!h
A scream echoed in the backyard, Fang Xuan, a fledgling exorcist, had dealt with no more than five fingers of ghosts, how could he have ever seen such a battle?
What's more, it's not just her, countless hands stretched out from the ground at the same time, everyone's legs were grabbed, and even the four array flags were grabbed and pulled out directly from the ground, and the ghost thing was instantly freed.
Zhou Qingqing's expression changed slightly, and he instantly drew a knife to cut off the palm at his feet, and shouted in his mouth: "Go! This thing is not something we can deal with, go first!"
She knew too well in her heart that once there was an invincible enemy, the rule of the Six Doors had always been to protect itself and accurately convey the news back to the headquarters, which was much better than staying and sending her to death.
This time the information is wrong, there are clearly two enemies in the house, and there may be even more, and a single lock spirit array can't deal with it at all, even if you add a few helpers.
The other three catchers also drew their knives one after another, cutting off the ghost hands at their feet.
Although these arms look oozing, they are not very strong, and they cannot effectively resist the sword of a warrior.
Over there, Zhou Qingqing moved faster, and had already rushed to the rear, cutting off the arms at the feet of Monk Jinggen and Fang Xuan, pulling Fang Xuan, who was about to be frightened, to quickly hind his legs, and then looked at Song Yan at the back, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Because Song Yan's foot was not caught by the ghost hand, and he didn't even find the severed hand, it shows that he didn't find a way to cut it off, but was not caught in the first place, and even didn't become the target of the ghost hand at all.
But Zhou Qingqing didn't think too much, so she had to fly backwards, because her feet were getting hotter and hotter, and even she couldn't stand it, as if her shoes and socks were about to be ignited in the next moment.
Jinggen was not good at running around, so he was taken back by the three catchers, and seeing that Song Yan was still in place, he couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother, let's go!"
Song Yan just waved his hand behind him, and when he saw everyone withdraw from the backyard, he smashed his fist to the ground again.
If the last punch only smashed the stone slab, then this punch was like a cannonball falling to the ground, and the entire backyard seemed to be opened, an invisible ripple swept across the ground, and all palms turned into powder at the same time.
The stone slabs were shattered one after another, and even the ground was inexplicably thin, and a word suddenly popped up in the minds of the people watching behind them - scraping the ground.
At this time, they understood what Song Yan meant by "getting out of the way".
After a punch made the ghost hand in the mansion disappear without a trace, Song Yan said to the Jinggen monk behind him: "You wait here for a while, Lao Sun, I will go back when I go." ”
"If you go and go back...... "Monk Jinggen is simply powerless to complain, if he is also a traverser, he can probably understand what "Lao Sun" means.
Zhou Qingqing didn't understand what Song Yan meant, and couldn't help but say, "What is he going to do?"
"Chase the other. Monk Jinggen said in a deep voice, "If I'm not mistaken, those ghost hands are actually not the work of ghosts, but ...... Someone is casting a spell nearby to help that ghost creature get out of trouble!"
"Oh, I see......" Zhou Qingqing is only a martial artist after all, and he doesn't have much experience in dealing with ghosts, so he didn't expect it to be like this for a while.
But when he was reminded by the Jinggen monk, he immediately reacted.
Fang Xuan next to him was still apprehensive, and at this time he also nodded and said, "It is true that someone has cast a spell...... Those ghost hands were incarnated by spirits, and they didn't exist at first, and they only appeared after the Locking Spirit Array was laid down. ”
"The Soul Locking Array not only locks the ghosts, but also the spiritual power on the ground, so the traction charm didn't notice it after the spell was formed, until the Clearance Master smashed the ground with a punch......"
Zhou Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and it turned out to be the drawback of the Soul Locking Array for a long time, so that the traction charm was not immediately noticed.
Or is this because the enemy reacts too quickly, and as soon as he sees the Locking Spirit Array, he will make a plan, and in turn use the formation to cover up the ghost maneuver?
If Song Yan hadn't discovered it earlier, maybe when this spell was fully formed, the strength of the ghost hand would not be what it is now. When the time comes, he will be trapped in place and unable to get out, afraid that he will be burned alive.
After many things are said to be clear, there is nothing special, but Zhou Qingqing understands how difficult it is to be able to detect in advance.
Not to mention that everyone over there had lingering hearts, after Song Yan finished explaining, he jumped to an attic in the courtyard, which was the tallest building in the entire mansion.
The next moment, Song Yan's thoughts focused on the center of his eyebrows, and the will of the whole person was quickly raised, like a giant Buddha looking down on all beings, all emotions quietly disappeared, and the state of "Big Buddha" had been opened.
"Want to go, Amitabha, give the poor monk death...... Phew, go to the west for the poor monk!"
Song Yan had a sneer on his face, but there was no emotion in his eyes, he looked very weird, and at the same time, the invisible "Big Buddha" in mid-air had slowly stretched out a palm and pressed towards the north.
In the north of the mansion, a figure that was running quickly suddenly stopped, looked at the sky in disbelief, and an invisible giant palm pressed down from mid-air.
"It's ...... What?!"
Bang!
The entire ground sank half a foot in an instant, and the figure didn't snort, the whole person was pressed into the ground, most of the bones in his body were broken, and he couldn't even move, and it seemed that there was only one breath left.
Around him, the entire ground had sunk down half an inch, revealing a huge palm print.
At this time, Song Yan was separated from the state of "Big Buddha", and his consciousness returned to his body, and the strong feeling of dizziness almost made him unstable on his feet, and it was not easy to stabilize his body.
Fortunately, Yi Jinjing's strong recovery power was displayed again, and in just a few breaths, his condition quickly improved.
Recalling the previous scene, Song Yan couldn't help but be happy and helpless.
The good thing is that the state of the "Big Buddha" is really the same as I think, not only can I observe, but I can also draw spiritual power to attack directly, just like a grandmaster to interfere with reality with spirit.
It's helpless that this grandmaster is a "one-hit grandmaster", and he only has one chance to attack, and then he has to stop and rest for a while, and when he really fights the enemy, no one will wait for you to recover.
But in any case, the "Big Buddha" state is enough to become a hole card for Song Yan, and it is a hole card that has the ability to cross the current level, which is a good thing after all.
Without thinking too much, Song Yan immediately returned to the mansion and rushed to the north with Zhou Qingqing and others, lest the target recover and get out and leave.
Maybe Song Yan's movements were too fast, and the target didn't run too far, everyone had already arrived in just a moment, and saw this huge palm print, and the figure under the palm print.
It was a young man in a black tights, and the whole person was still lying inside, face down.
Zhou Qingqing didn't dare to slack off, and arranged a lock spirit array with three of his subordinates to ensure that the other party could not get out, and then used the special shackles of the six doors to cuff the other party.
The man in black was dragged out of the deep pit of palm prints, his cold gaze swept over Zhou Qingqing and the others one by one, and he looked at Song Yan and the others behind him again, as if he wanted to find out who beat him like this.
But the people in front of him were all excluded by him one by one, so the man in black sneered and said: "Which grandmaster made a move? Defeated at the hands of the grandmaster, Huo Mou admitted it, but that grandmaster dared to make a move, but didn't dare to show his face?"
"Grandmaster?" Zhou Qingqing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, looked at the huge palm print behind him, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Song Yan, and hurriedly turned back.
She wasn't stupid enough to expose Song Yan's location and reveal too much information to the prisoner in front of her, she just shouted softly: "If the sect master doesn't show up now, it's not up to you to decide, just come with us honestly!"