Chapter 596
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"Then I'll send you back to where you belong for free!"
Fu Jian let out an evil laugh. His figure suddenly turned into a blur, and with a pungent smell of sand, he rammed into the old monk.
The old monk's eyes flashed. Lines of mysterious and ancient runes lined up in front of him, forming a semicircle of golden light shield visible to the naked eye.
Bang!
Fu Jian reached out to grab the old monk's hand and slammed into the light shield fiercely. An unimaginable sense of extinction was emitted, as if everything in the world would wither under his hand.
Then, layers of ice-cold and deathly still air waves spread out endlessly in all directions.
Lu Yunyin suddenly reached out to grab Fu Shi and Ma Guanshan, and retreated a few miles.
Then, Yan Li, who was the only one who was conscious, found that wherever the air waves passed, everything withered and withered. Flowers, grass, and trees had all withered into powder. The stone and wood that made up the pavilions and palaces also seemed to have lost all their color, appearing to be withered white. Even the green stone slabs on the ground had turned into a kind of fine granule.
This was no longer as simple as taking away vitality.
Within a radius of several miles, only the people in the small square and the old monk were spared.
"Brother!" Fu Shi was in a daze. His eldest brother, who had grown up with him, had suddenly become extremely unfamiliar.
At this moment, the violent wind constantly tore at Fu Jian's clothes, causing them to flutter. His pure golden hair also fluttered in the wind.
The suppressed evil laughter gradually turned into a kind of unbridled laughter.
The golden light shield formed by the runes suddenly expanded, forcing Fu Jian to retreat.
The old monk was still calm. He said, "Benefactor, do you have a grudge against me?"
"No grudge." Fu Jian somersaulted a few times in the air and landed steadily.
"Grudge?" The old monk asked.
"No grudge." Fu Jian said.
"Since you have no grudge, why would benefactor make things difficult for me?" The old monk said.
Fu Jian stretched out his palm, and gray sand could be faintly seen swirling around it. He smiled evilly and strangely. "Do I have to tell him the reason every time I kill someone?"
"That's true." The old monk smiled slightly. "It's just like how I might have turned into a guardian vajra to escort the kind-hearted person back to Bodhi Temple. I don't need a reason either."
"But before that, you have to make a choice." Fu Jian's expression was mysterious. He suddenly raised his hand, and the Rune Wall above the small square that had been completely eroded appeared. A heavy pressure descended, as if something terrible was brewing.
Yan Li felt an unprecedented shadow of death looming over him, causing him to shudder with fear. If it weren't for Shen Liuyun and the others who were still here, he would have run away immediately.
He felt an itch on his right arm.
Then, the Astral Source energy in the void seemed to give him the answer.
Now he knew what had happened.
Fu Jian had used some unknown method to reverse the Heavenly Surpassing Formation in this part of the plaza, causing the people inside the plaza to be outside the Heavenly Surpassing Formation.
There was a limit to this "outside".
He didn't know why he knew this. He only knew that more than thirty of them had violated the Heavenly Surpassing Formation. If they didn't escape from this small plaza, they would face the "wrath" of the Heavenly Surpassing Formation.
He also knew what the old monk was facing.
The old monk was an immortal-like figure. Even if he didn't know the profoundness, he roughly knew what was going on.
But an immortal-like figure was still not an immortal.
A deathly grey sandstorm gushed out from Fu Jian's body, lifting him rapidly into the air. He stopped at the edge of the small plaza and smiled evilly. "Old monk, make your choice. Let me see the determination of a Buddhist disciple."
The old monk looked up at the Heavenly Surpassing Formation that was brewing, and then looked down at the more than thirty people who were staggering. He smiled faintly. "Isn't there no choice at all?"
There was no choice at all.
Didn't that mean that this was a matter of course?
Didn't that mean that my life in exchange for your life was a very common thing?
Such a concept of value, was it not enough to shake people's hearts and cleanse people's souls?
Yan Li had already sensed it.
This old monk was simply carved from the same mold as the little Bodhi.
Was this a Buddhist disciple?
Was this the spirit passed down by the Great Master Bodhi?
The old monk had already walked into the small plaza. At the center of the Heavenly Surpassing Formation, where the pressure was the most terrifying, he stopped and sat down cross-legged. A huge golden Dharma Idol rose from his body and supported the Heavenly Surpassing Formation that was about to crush everyone into meat patties.
He supported the formation alone. Only then did Yan Li break away from the terrifying pressure and was barely able to breathe.
But this was just the pressure from the Heavenly Surpassing Formation. The real attack was still brewing.
Yan Li only saw a large amount of Star Source's power being absorbed by the grey rune wall. It gradually formed into a huge iron hammer. The iron hammer was of course also grey. It carried the unique dry power of Fu Jian.
The iron hammer suddenly smashed down.
Yan Li felt his breathing become sluggish. His whole body was pressed to the ground by a huge pressure. He couldn't move at all.
"Lord of Immeasurable Longevity!
The old monk put his palms together. At the same time, the Dharma Idol also did the same.
The invisible force field helped Yan Li to break free. Then, he saw that the grey hammer formed by the Heavenly Surpassing Formation was instantly annihilated. The intent that was brewing in the sky above the small plaza was interrupted. The grey rune wall was also completely smashed.
Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.
The dizzy crowd woke up one by one.
Shen Liuyun only felt that her whole body was sore and weak. Seeing that Yan Li was by her side, she felt much more at ease. She weakly called out, "Little Fan …"
"Aunt!" Yan Li crawled over. "How do you feel?"
"What happened?" Shen Liuyun shook her head.
"I can't explain it clearly in a short time." Yan Li smiled bitterly.
"Fu Jian!" At this moment, Fu Shi finally understood the situation. She called his name out of anger. Because of her anger, her beautiful face was completely covered in frost. "Fu Jian!"
His voice was filled with a thunderous feeling.
Fu Jian slowly turned around in the air. He glanced at Fu Shi and smiled wickedly. "Fu Shi, do you want to kill your own brother?"
Fu Shi angrily said a few words in the language of the Asura Realm.
"I know that he is the descendant of the Great Master Bodhi." Fu Jian smiled wickedly. "I also know that the Great Master Bodhi saved the Asura Realm. But what does that have to do with me? I am now a disciple of Fengtian, not a prince of the Asura Clan. "
"I'll kill you!" Fu Shi was furious. Just as she was about to pounce, her expression suddenly changed. She looked up at the sky of Lihen Heaven.
The sky of Lihen Heaven had changed color.
It was like it was on fire.
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