Chapter 811: 2 Heavy Locks

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

Yi Lin's voice just fell.

The quiet old faces of those children lying motionless on the wooden fish suddenly appeared ferocious.

They were covered with bones, making crisp sounds. In the blink of an eye, several "children" grew from seven or eight years old to the size of adults at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it!"

An old boy had a hoarse voice, full of murderous intent, a black scimitar flew out from between his eyebrows, and suddenly rose sharply. He looked at the eldest princess who was picking fruit in the distance, feeling a little unwilling.

According to the original plan, someone was responsible for luring away the two thighs of Tianjianmen respectively, and the rest of them who were lying on the ground, they only needed to suddenly rise up and deal with the remaining fighting old bald donkeys, and they would be able to successfully lead them away. Go long princess.

But plans are not as good as changes. They never expected that such a sophisticated plan would be seen through by an ordinary-looking young man!

hateful!

But it doesn't matter, there are so many of them!

"Go! Kill the bald donkey first!"

Apparently, they used the same set of exercises, and they cooperated with each other, and the black air filled them. They even ignored Yi Lin, and rushed towards Zen Master Kuye at the same time.

After Yi Lin's reminder, Zen Master Kuye also noticed that something was wrong with the children.

"Amitabha."

He was about to start.

Yi Lin was faster than Zen Master Withered Leaf.

He suddenly took out two revolvers that had been ready to go, and behind Zen Master Kuye, he pointed at the evil barrier with teeth and claws in the air, and sighed softly:

"Times have changed."

...

...

Yi Lin confirmed one more thing.

Monks and monks, regardless of Buddha, Taoism, or demons, the most basic physiological structure is still a human being.

Head, heart and other vital organs,

All are weaknesses.

Blow up and die.

For now it is.

Yi Lin hasn't come across any supernormal level yet.

While he was skillfully handling the corpse, Yi Lin calmly clapped his palms under the astonished eyes of Zen Master Kuye, but he was thinking about the fighting power shown by Chao Ruxue and the old man in black robe not long ago in Malou Mountain, and secretly Assessed by analogy with the grades of the Apostles.

In this world, there is a unique power system.

But the apostles travel through the heavens and worlds, and they are well-informed. No matter what kind of power system it is, in the final analysis, it is strengthening the apostles themselves as "human beings".

The fighting strength shown by Chao Rushuang and the black-robed old man is far superior to that of ordinary extraordinary-level apostles, and it seems that they have faintly touched the second level of the restriction lock.

"Is there a way for me to break through the second layer of spiritual lock here?"

Breaking through the second restriction lock is a scenery Yi Lin has never seen before.

Yi Lin thought about this possibility.

Yi Lin remembered everything in "Age of Gods".

Thinking of Miriam's sword,

That sword that opened up the world,

Can't help but sigh again, thoughts flying.

...

aside.

Zen Master Kuye looked at the young man with a bright expression, and was already dumbfounded.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't have time to make a move.

Even as soon as he was about to pick up the golden bowl, everything was over.

The young man first used two strange instruments, and after the deafening noise, the heads of the two thieves exploded as soon as they said they would explode.

The remaining two thieves were scared out of their wits, but they still rushed forward.

The boy slapped two strange magic weapons on his palms again, and a bigger, thicker and longer magic weapon appeared.

With a bang, the two of them vanished into ashes, not even scum left.

now.

In front of Zen Master Kuye, the young man skillfully arranged the remaining two corpses into the shape of "Pin" and stuffed them into the pit.

etc.

When was this hole dug?

Oh my Buddha, this hand speed is too fast!

When the enthusiastic Wang Xiaohu and the reluctant eldest princess each held a handful of wild fruits and returned to the original place, they found that the four children had disappeared, and two brand new lonely graves were quietly erected on the spot.

"Brother Lin, it sounded really loud here just now, what did you blow up again?"

Holding the wild fruit, Wang Xiaohu asked curiously.

Even if Wang Xiaohu was climbing on a tree to pick wild fruits in the distant forest, he could feel the earth shaking and the mountains and the cannon fire just now.

The shock was real, and it nearly knocked him off.

Yi Lin glared at Wang Xiaohu: "If you don't know how to speak, talk less."

Wang Xiaohu shut his mouth instantly.

But he found that Zen Master Kuye had a strange expression.

He couldn't bear it, closed his eyes tightly, knocked on the wooden fish, and said something in his mouth: "Amitabha, so good... My Buddha is merciful, I hope you will reach the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss soon."

It sounds like Zen Master Kuye is mourning someone.

Yi Lin is very satisfied with Zen Master Kuye's enlightenment.

At Malou Mountain just now, the aftermath of the confrontation between Chao Rushuang and the black-robed old man sent Wang Xiaohu and the eldest princess flying out at the same time.

Zen Master Kuye finally noticed Yi Lin who was sitting still.

He sensed something was wrong.

It stands to reason that most of Wang Xiaohu's cattle and horses were blown away. How can this seemingly weak boy be as stable as an old dog?

So, Yi Lin stopped pretending and had a showdown.

But this showdown is not complete.

At the very least, Wang Xiaohu and the eldest princess don't know the details.

Those paper cranes seemed to be some kind of disposable props.

While they were devouring the wild fruit that quenched their thirst, the light of the three paper cranes dimmed, and their size shrank rapidly, turning back into ordinary paper cranes, and they landed at their feet.

Yi Lin picked up the three paper cranes from the ground and put them in her arms, intending to study them in her spare time.

After eating and drinking, the eldest princess calmed down again, and sat aside with her head bowed, like a frightened baby, without saying a word.

After waiting on the spot for a while, Yi Lin stood up, habitually took over the captain's position, and gave the command: "Let's go."

Wang Xiaohu was taken aback when he heard the words: "Should we...don't wait for them?"

Yi Lin shook her head: "Those who should come will always come, those who shouldn't come will never come no matter how long you wait. No one dares to intervene in the battles of high-ranking monks. Besides, it's been so long, and it's too late to go back now." It's too late. Moreover, since the other party has used such a boring strategy, they must be sure to rely on those crooked melons to split dates and take the eldest princess... away. But if the old man doesn't get the news of his success, say You may be surprised or suspicious, or you may just run away like this."

The Eldest Princess raised her head, with a little surprise in her eyes, as if she was surprised. How could this young man who behaved so plainly all the way know her identity as the Eldest Princess.

She obviously has hidden it perfectly!

The hair is all painfully shaved off!

What Wang Xiaohu was thinking about was crooked melons and dates? Where did the crooked melon and split dates come from?

He didn't pay attention to the two lonely graves until the end.

Wang Xiaohu thought it was an ordinary mound.

"I will do my best to escort the eldest princess to Tianjian Gate."

Zen Master Kuye said calmly.

Without those thieves pretending to be teenagers, Zen Master Withered Leaf's wooden fish could fit four people in one sitting without any problem, as stable as a private car. Although the Buddhist wooden fish magic weapon is not as fast as the flying sword, it is better in spaciousness, and Yi Lin feels much more comfortable to sit on.

At this point, he secretly despised Jian Nanchun, why did he have to make Feijian so narrow, make it wider, add a seat bag, seat belt or something, isn't it more comfortable to sit on?

No, I can't really blame Brother Chun for this.

"The limitations of the times, the pattern is small."

Sitting on the wooden fish, Zen Master Kuye urged the Buddhist exercises, and the wooden fish went all the way north.

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