What is impossible means that there are many immortal arts that Hua Lin has learned that can carry one, two or even five packs of salt in front of him, but if he brings a bag of salt to protect him, there will be one less bag of salt in other places, and the final result is still the same, this is the tactic that these "noodles" seem to be brainless, but they are actually safe- They didn't concentrate on rushing towards Hua Lin when they encountered the enemy, they still went in all directions, corroding those salt packets step by step, as long as Hua Lin and the others didn't hold in one direction, they could immediately expand and defile everything!

The round formation is a defensive formation that is loved by both beasts and generals, and the bison on the grassland often surround a circle, with sharp corners outside, to defend against wolves, these weird and terrifying "noodles" rely on the companions who are constantly pouring out, and they simply beat the circle formation into a dripping offensive formation!

Hua Lin wrote another high-grade fire talisman and threw it to the ground, this time there was no black flame qi, and the fire light only flashed in the pile of "noodles" and then disappeared.

Without pause, he began to write the third, and in front of him, more "noodles" sped out of the hut, and those with poor eyesight would have thought there was a white fountain there.

"Is that Yiren still alive?" Xiao Qianqiu suddenly asked.

"Alive. Hua Lin, who has the eye of heaven, can see the situation in the hut, and Pai Gang still sits in the half-collapsed hut with a knife on his face on his watchful face, thinking that everything is still under control.

"Is there anything special about him?" Xiao Qianqiu asked, "such as an item, or ......"

"You want to say?"

"The Cult of the Death never spared anyone's life, after all, the lowliest of them could get a dead man from the grave to do things for them at any time. Xiao Qianqiu slowly searched through his memories for all the information about the Death Worship Sect, this information may not be reliable when he thinks about it now, because judging from the battle of the Death Worship Sect's attack on Qiyun Peak, how strange it was that they had only occupied the Ghost Worship Sect before! Or were they worried that the Immortal Families of the Hundred Eyes Country had magic weapons that they didn't understand, so they kept holding back until a traitor from the Immortal Family passed the news to them before attacking in a big way?

"You mean, killing that Yiren might be able to block these things?"

"It is more reliable to burn him, and death has never been an obstacle to death. Xiao Qianqiu said, "We will smash the idols of the Death Cult, smash their altars, and kill all the believers who have an affair with them...... Now it seems that it is still not enough. ”

"Definitely. Hua Lin nodded, and he pulled out another piece of rune paper, only this time he pasted the rune paper on the silver knife he pulled out of his sleeve: "Then try it with that Yiren as the target - now that some of it is pouring out, there is less in his body." ”

"Some?"

"It should look like a fifth. ”

"One-fifth ......" Xiao Qianqiu said in a lost voice, in front of them, the height of those "noodles" just accumulated was as high as ordinary two bags of salt, as Hua Lin said, then they don't even need to corrode, just gushing out, they can crawl directly above the salt packet!

"If that awesome spirit can't nourish them and give birth to more. Hua Lin unwaveringly finished what he said: "So you can't run away this time, let's do your best." ”

Without waiting for Xiao Qianqiu to object, he jumped high and jumped lightly, and as several "tailwind" talismans pasted on his body lit up one after another, a light breeze blew and lifted him to the roof of the hut - it was supposed to be like this, but although the thin black flames on the heads of many newly gushed "noodles" were not thick enough to tumble, these "tailwind" talismans on his body were more than enough, and seeing that he was still five steps away from the hut, he couldn't stop the fall!

Hua Lin knife waved, with his own body in the heart of the circle, the silver blade on the fire charm exploded, hard to sweep the landing place out of a piece of white ground, landing a jump, already standing on the collapsed thatched hut roof, that is, directly above Pai Gang Toast, left hand flipped, another piece of rune paper pasted on the blade, a soft shout, straight down!

If he thought it would be so easy to solve, he was very wrong!

The countless surging noodles immediately filled the burned white ground, and two or three of them had already pierced into his body!

They will feed on his flesh and blood, breeding more of their own kind until they digest him completely!

White light radiated from Hua Lin's body.

"Town. He said.

That was the brilliance of the key to opening the mountain, and it was the treasure of the immortal family that had served as a demon town in the Baiyi Temple for two hundred years.

All the "noodles" around them suddenly broke like dry noodles that had lost their moisture, and soon they not only lost their shape, but gradually lost their existence, and after a while, there was no trace of evil in this world, except for the deeply corroded ground, the collapsed thatched huts, and the ruined salt packets.