What kind of terrifying strength does Lin Fei have? Instantly kill Dark Tiger Clan Golden Immortal, Golden Immortal is there for all to see.
Therefore, from the beginning, Han Qiling never thought that he could gather thirty-two Golden Immortal to kill Lin Fei here.
This is unrealistic, and it is not an exaggeration to say it is even fanciful.
And the strategic significance of his appearance here is just to save the Golden Immortal of all races present...
If he hadn't been there, even if there were thirty-two Golden Immortal present, he would have been killed to pieces, and I don't know how much he could have escaped.
And now that he has arrived, things will be much easier to handle - if you delay enough, until Lin Fei decides that Cai Beiyu is safe, he will naturally retreat.
Smart people tend to see things more clearly.
"Enter the formation." Han Qiling opened his palms, and a scroll exuding mysterious Daoist charms appeared.
"Wow!"
The scroll unfolded on its own, with complex array patterns imprinted on it. Under the urging of Immortal Essence, it immediately transformed into a huge array array. Including the array eyes, the surroundings were arranged and unfolded in order, with a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine seats.
"Mystic Yin Qilin Formation!" Golden Immortal exclaimed as he recognized this prestigious formation.
This formation is one of the important foundations of Qilin Race. It once showed its power during the war of all races and was invincible, causing several Golden Immortals to shed blood and hate. It is said that if there are forty-nine Qilin Race Golden Immortals sitting in command, the power of Immortal Emperors can be temporarily evolved!
Of course, this is just a rumor. After all, Qilin Race has a total of nine Golden Immortal, so there is no way to verify whether the rumors are true or false.
Han Qiling sits cross-legged in the center of the formation, motionless as a mountain. Many Golden Immortals sit down one after another, lighting up nodes everywhere. Each node that is lit spreads a bright vein texture and is connected to other lit nodes.
"Boom--"
A vast and endless Daoist rhyme spread, cleansing the universe. The sea water containing abundant power of Taiyin emerged, condensed into the image of thirty-three Qilin, lifelike, looking at Lin Fei coldly.
Golden Immortal in the formation was shocked, and found that everyone's Immortal Essences were completely connected to each other through the formation. They were integrated and indestructible, and as long as Han Qiling moved, it was enough to trigger the great power of other Golden Immortals.
For a moment, many Golden Immortal's eyes were burning, their minds became active again, and they looked at Lin Fei eagerly.
But the latter just smiled faintly, sat calmly in the void, and even closed his eyes to rest, looking too lazy to pay attention.
"How arrogant, how dare you not take us into consideration!"
"Qilin Patriarch, please take action to kill Lin Fei!"
"Yes, ancestor, this is a great opportunity!"
Amidst the eager and expectant gazes of Golden Immortal, Han Qiling also closed his eyes and sat cross-legged inside the formation, motionless.
The whole audience was dumbfounded and could not understand what they were seeing!
"Can't kill." Han Qiling's answer was only three words, extremely concise, without any emotion.
If all Golden Immortal are united and not afraid of death or at any cost, then we can have a fight.
But... is it possible?
After all, they are just a group of Golden Immortal who seem to be inseparable from each other. Everyone has the idea of "dead Daoist friends but not poor Daoists" hidden in their hearts. If others die, I will pick up the slack. Isn't it beautiful?
When the fight is really at a critical moment, several Golden Immortals will disperse and leave Mystic Yin Qilin Formation directly. That will be a tricky situation, and it will be out of control.
This delicate balance right now is the best situation.
We are all smart people, there is no need to push ourselves to a dead end.
So, something extremely paradoxical happened.
Lin Fei and Han Qiling were sitting opposite each other, both of them closing their eyes and concentrating, looking calm. However, a group of Golden Immortal were staring at each other in the formation. The monks from the allied forces of all races felt even more embarrassed and looked at each other one after another.
What's going on? Is there still such an operation?
In this silent confrontation, the atmosphere became more and more oppressive and solemn. The restlessness in Golden Immortal's heart even caused thousands of lead clouds to roll in from the sky, and there was a dull roar of thunder. The terrifying murderous intention filled the world, making countless monks shake like chaff and feel chills all over their bodies.
The boundless killing intent converged on one point, violently covering Lin Fei, as if it wanted to tear him into pieces.
But Lin Fei didn't blink an eyelid and was unmoved at all.
Until nearly a quarter of an hour later.
Lin Fei suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep look at Han Qiling: "Next time I see you again, you will be destroyed physically and mentally."
Han Qiling was unafraid and looked at him calmly and calmly. "It is not yet known who will win. I hope Heavenly Venerable will take care of himself. Even if he dies... he will die in the hands of his disciple."
"Qilin Patriarch, don't let him escape!" Golden Immortal couldn't help shouting.
"Anyone who stops me will die!" Lin Fei said coldly and smashed the void with one punch, pacing around without fear of being attacked behind him.
"Just let him get away like this?!"
"Qilin Patriarch, does this act have the effect of boosting other people's ambitions and destroying one's own prestige?" Golden Immortal were extremely unwilling to do so. They felt that Han Qiling was too cautious and thought too highly of Lin Fei.
Han Qiling A trace of impatience flashed across his face, his eyes were extremely cold, and he glanced at the entire audience.
There was silence for a while, no one dared to speak any lies.
"Qilin Patriarch, please excuse me first!" Three-Horned Bull Demon Clan Golden Immortal has a bad temper. He is already full of anger at this moment. He secretly hates Han Qiling for missing the opportunity, but he doesn't dare to explode.
"Stop." Han Qiling said in a cold voice, "Wait for a while until Lin Fei is gone. Otherwise, if he comes back and kills you, you will definitely die when you are alone."
"Qilin Patriarch is worrying too much!" Three-Horned Bull Demon couldn't bear it anymore, and smoke was already sprayed out of his nose, "We have the advantage, you should have killed him directly -"
Boom!
Han Qiling suddenly jumped up and grabbed Three-Horned Bull Demon's neck fiercely.
The latter's whole body Protective Gang Qi exploded and he was horrified. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he felt that his whole body was so cold and stiff that even his soul was frozen and he could not move at all!
"You want to die, you idiot?" Han Qiling stared at him with eyes as sharp as a knife, his voice was cold, and his murderous intent raged wildly, making the entire audience Golden Immortal horrified.
"If I hadn't been here, your lives would have been in danger! What qualifications do you have to tell me what to do?"
"I only need one move to kill you. Do you think it will be troublesome for Lin Fei to kill you?" The power of Taiyin behind Han Qiling turned into the roar of the waves, condensing into a huge Water Qilin. With a roar, the waves roared into the sky, and the sky was filled with white water waves, which crashed down.
Three-Horned Bull Demon was shocked, and finally realized a problem belatedly.
Previously, Han Qiling was knocked back by Lin Fei with a palm, which does not mean that he is weak. He is far less terrifying than imagined.
On the contrary, Han Qiling's strength is beyond imagination. Squeezing Golden Immortal to death is like squeezing an ant to death!
The reason why he lost was simply because his opponent... was too strong.