The formation master was kicked out of the quicksand, crossed a parabola, flew out of the range of the formation, and landed heavily on the gravel ground by the lake.
Before the formation master landed, the vines that Liu Suifeng had prepared emerged from the ground and wrapped him tightly in place, unable to even move a finger. As for the fallen formation disk, Qin Tiexin's feet With one hook, he kicked it back to Liu Suifeng accurately. Liu Suifeng caught it with one hand, took a look, opened his mouth with a bright smile, and stuffed it into his Storage Bag.
"It's done!"
When Lin Chuan saw that Qin Tiexin had succeeded, he retracted his sword decisively and retreated. Du Heng swung the sword in front of him in a circle, forcing back the sword-wielding monk who was trying to pursue him, and quickly escaped from the range of the magic circle.
Qin Tiexin also withdrew and retreated. The three of them retreated to the edge of the formation. The sluggish feeling of spiritual power disappeared. At the same time, they each took out a dozen [Fire Dragon Talisman] from the storage rings. The talismans were activated on their fingertips, and the dark red firelight illuminated the faces of the three.
Xu Ying bought these in advance and distributed them to everyone before entering the secret realm. Everyone carried a few dozen, and the price was not cheap. This was also one of the tactics the team practiced in the martial arts field. First, clear the opponent's array masters to ensure that the effect of the Liu Suifeng array was maximized, and then use Law Technique to cover and suppress it, so as not to fight head-on with melee enemies.
"Let it go!"
More than a dozen fire dragons roared out from the talismans one after another and rushed towards the five monks within the formation. The fire dragons hit the ground and exploded into red balls of Flame. The gravel beside Lingquan Lake was burned to a crisp, and the spiritual mist at the water's edge evaporated into a sheet of white steam under the high temperature. The area within the formation suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and the lake surface was reflected red.
The formation mage who was bound by vines watched helplessly as the sea of fire engulfed his teammates, but he couldn't even move his fingers and could only let out a whine in his mouth.
The fire dragon burned for a full seven or eight breaths before gradually extinguishing. Flame After the smoke dispersed, the smoke slowly fell, revealing the scene in the center of the circle--
A golden bowl-like spiritual light shield lay upside down on the ground, with dark red traces still remaining on the surface of the light shield after being burned by the fire dragon.
The tall monk stood in the center, and the other four people were arranged at the four corners. Each person's palm was pressed on the back of the person in front of him, connecting the five people's spiritual power together to maintain the defensive light shield. The light shield was intact, but the faces of the five people were a little pale.
Qin Tiexin The three of them looked at each other and took out a dozen talismans from the storage rings. Fire dragon's, ice pick, and lightning strike. Each of them had a thick stack in his hand. The meaning is very clear. If you don't admit defeat, we will continue to bombard you to see how many rounds your spiritual power can last.
Inside the spiritual shield, the tall monk in the middle looked livid.
He looked across the lake and paused for a moment on the iron rod next to Qin Tiexin. A trace of thought flashed in his eyes. Then he glanced at the formation master who was tied up by vines and with all the formation plates surrendered, as well as the four junior disciples around him who were pale and had consumed nearly half of their spiritual energy.
The greenish look on his face gradually faded away, returning to the unhurried smile before.
He put up a palm with one hand and saluted Qin Tiexin from a distance.
"Amitabha Buddha. The lake here is not destined to us, but is destined to this senior brother. The poor monk will leave now if he is bothering you."
Qin Tiexin and Lin Chuan exchanged glances, and Lin Chuan nodded slightly.
They were all Myriad Stars Dynasty monks who came to participate in Star Selection. They were not enemies. The opponent had already given in and gave in, so there was no need to kill them all. What's more, although the five monks were suppressed, the spiritual power shield was able to catch more than a dozen fire dragons without any damage, which showed that there was still a way to suppress the situation. The opponent was forced into a hurry, and the outcome was hard to say.
Lin Chuan put his sword into its sheath and raised his hands toward the back. "Master, walk slowly."
Qin Tiexin The three of them made way for a passage. The tall monk in the middle put away his Zen staff and led the four junior disciples out of the magic circle. His steps were unhurried and his face was calm. He walked to the formation master who was tied by vines, looked down, and then turned to look at Liu Suifeng.
Liu Suifeng shrugged, tapped his fingers lightly on the formation disk, and the vines loosened. The formation master climbed up from the ground, rubbed his red wrists, glared at Liu Suifeng angrily, and then quickly ran back to his team. When he saw the formation disk that originally belonged to him in Liu Suifeng's arms, he twitched the corner of his mouth, but did not dare to say anything, lowered his head and followed the team.
The six monks retreated to the back of the hillside together.
The tall monk who was walking at the end suddenly stopped before disappearing, turned his head to look at Qin Tiexin, and performed a Buddhist salute with one hand raised.
"Senior brother, please take your leave. See you later."
His voice was calm and no emotion could be heard. But Qin Tiexin noticed that when he said the words "see you later", his tone seemed to mean something else.
After saluting, he turned around and left, his back quickly disappearing behind the gray-brown hillside.
"Quickly, collect the water in the lake." Lin Chuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Xu Ying and Liu Suifeng, "In case the night is long and there are many dreams."
The four people immediately spread out, each occupying a direction by the lake, and protecting Xu Ying in the center. Liu Suifeng built a defensive formation at the feet of the four people, and the warning formation was also opened to its maximum range.
Xu Ying stood by the lake and took out a strange-shaped jade bottle from the storage bracelet.
The entire body of the jade vase was light cyan, and the body of the vase was densely engraved with Spirit Rune. The mouth of the vase was only as thick as a thumb. She threw the jade vase onto the lake, and it hovered three feet above the lake on its own, with its mouth pointed at the lake.
The body of the bottle Spirit Rune lights up, and the white spiritual mist floating on the lake is first sucked into the mouth of the bottle. Then the milky white lake water forms a very fine vortex at the mouth of the bottle, spinning and pouring into the bottle. The speed is getting faster and faster, and the lake water begins to fall at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a cup of tea, the entire Lingquan Lake bottomed out. The mud at the bottom of the lake was disturbed by the Spirit Rune, and surged blackly for a moment. Then, several broken Spirit Gathering Formation bases and a golden skeleton half-buried in the mud were revealed.
"This is... the remains of the Golden Core Realm Buddhist monk." Lin Chuan lowered his head and glanced, "No wonder Spirit Gathering Formation has been able to operate for so long. This senior's Golden Core was absorbed by Spirit Gathering Formation after his death, and his spiritual power has been nourishing this lake."
He cupped his fists and saluted to the bottom of the lake. "Senior, I'm offended. The Spiritual Qi riot here is about to dissipate, and Spirit Gathering Formation won't last a few more years. Instead of letting these spiritual springs go to waste, it's better to make the best use of them. The juniors don't dare to dishonor the remains of our seniors and only take the spiritual springs."
After that, he took out an empty wooden box from Storage Bag, picked up the golden bones from the bottom of the lake piece by piece, carefully put them into the box, and buried the wooden box under an old dead tree by the lake, tamped the soil with Law Technique, and carved a very shallow mark on the trunk.
After doing all this, Xu Ying also collected the last bit of spiritual spring.
She capped the bottle, held the jade bottle in her palm and looked at it. The bottle was many times heavier than before it was put into the lake, but the storage Spirit Rune on the bottle contained all the weight, and it was still light in her hand. She put the jade bottle into the storage bracelet and nodded to everyone.
"Okay."
Lin Chuan drew out the long sword again. "Hurry and leave. There was a lot of fighting just now. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."
The five people quickly formed a team, Qin Tiexin was at the front, Du Heng followed closely, Liu Suifeng was in the middle holding the array plate, Xu Ying was half a step behind, and Lin Chuan After was cut off, Du Heng used earth spiritual power to bury all the traces at the bottom of the lake before leaving. Liu Suifeng also took back all the formation flags planted by the lake and checked that no one had left anything with personal spiritual power imprints.
They left faster than they came, and within a short time they disappeared among the rolling hills in the northeast.