Chapter 6116: Turtle Shrinking Dafa

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Although Yao Ling heard Bu Ling's roar at him, and saw Bu Ling suddenly attacked the coffin, for a while, he didn't understand what was going on.
It wasn't until the lid of the coffin flew up and the red light from the coffin shot at him, that made him come back to his senses.
Unfortunately, at this time, he wanted to leave, but it was already impossible.
Although the Six Primordial Spirits existed as equals in the eyes of the Primordial forces, as monks, their strengths were naturally strong and weak.
Just like the strengths of the six Primordial forces, among the six spirits, the instrument spirit and the corpse spirit are the strongest, and the medicine spirit and the divination spirit are the weakest.
More importantly, Bu Ling was too old, it was said that his life was not long, and Yao Ling was indeed injured.
Therefore, at this moment, facing the sudden attack of the corpse spirit, even if the two are two-to-one, they are still downwind. The medicine spirit can't dodge, and is immediately entangled by the red light emitted from the coffin. .
That red light is a bright red tongue!
The tongue rolled, and the whole person of Yao Ling was directly brought into the coffin.
"boom!"
At the same time, after the coffin lid blocked Bu Ling's sleeve swing, he went unabated and continued to crash into Bu Ling.
Fortunately, Bu Ling was defensive. After waving his sleeves, his figure immediately retreated to the back, hiding in the darkness.
As for Yaoling, he has no way to save it.
As Bu Ling disappeared, a strange laugh came from the coffin.
However, the laughter stopped abruptly when it was halfway through.
Because, in the coffin, there was a fire blazing into the sky.
Although Yao Ling had no defense at all, he was caught by the corpse spirit and taken into the coffin.
But Yao Ling had a fire ball in his hands!
The fire bead is the flame in his trial ground.
The medicine spirit was originally intended to be given to Jiang Yun as a reward for Jiang Yun.
But because Jiang Yun was focusing on healing his wounds, he had not had time to send it out and put it on himself.
Therefore, now he was caught by the corpse spirit, and immediately crushed the fire ball, causing the flame to fill the coffin.
This is not an ordinary flame. Although it can't burn a dead spirit, it can at least trap him for a while.
The corpse spirit also had to give up temporarily to chase the spirit, first think of a way to extinguish the flame.
And Bu Ling's figure appeared again from the darkness, looking at the burning coffin from a distance, his face solemn.
He groaned slightly, stretched out his fingers in front of him and moved them repeatedly, and saw criss-crossing rays of light appear.
Immediately afterwards, Bu Ling's fingers moved extremely fast on these lights, as if he was playing a piece of music using these lights as strings.
It's just that there is no sound from this music, only one picture, like floating light and shadows, constantly manifesting and disappearing in the air.
Bu Ling's eyes didn't blink, and he stared at these pictures.
After a long time, when all the pictures disappeared and the light dimmed, his eyes lit up with a ray of light, and he muttered to himself: "It's not all dead ends, there is still a ray of life."
"It's just that I can't figure out where this vitality is."
"Then I'm sorry everyone, now the enemy and I are unknown, all I can do is to use my tortoise-shrinking method and prevent the corpse from leaving."
"Then waiting for you all, come to me with vitality."
After the voice fell, Bu Ling's figure was hidden in the darkness again.
There was a heavy tremor in this area, and it was faintly visible. In the darkness, there was a huge tortoise, and it disappeared in a flash.
If you have good eyesight, you can still see that the head and limbs of this turtle are all retracted into the shell.
In the coffin, the voice of the corpse spirit also followed: "Old tortoise, you know you must be stunned again!"
"But, do you think you can be safe if you trap me?"
"This time, I'm going to see if you can survive a disaster!"
In addition to the voice of the corpse spirit, Yao Ling also heard a helpless sigh from the coffin.
Obviously, they are no strangers to Bu Ling's tortoise-shrinking Dafa.
The three Primordial Spirits actually had infighting, one shrank, one trapped, and one imprisoned.
I don't know if the other three Primordial Spirits were aware of this, but everyone who participated in this Primordial Trial was naturally ignorant.
In the world Jiang Yun was in, twelve people were divided into three places.
Two of them are busy breaking the formation.
Han Mo was trapped in the formation by a disciple of the Formation Sect. Although there was no life worry, he had to break out of the formation as soon as possible to help Jiang Yun and Shi Manyin.
The eight cultivators of the five major forces were still under the command of the formation sect disciples, struggling to attack the formation formed by the eight willow trees.
Moreover, their attacks have already had an effect.
Of the eight willow trees, only seven are left now.
There was also a hole in the big net woven from wicker, and it was not far away from completely breaking open.
Each of the eight monks was truly excited.
Before they attacked Jiang Yun, they were still a little worried, but as time passed by, after so long, the Primordial Medicine Spirit still did not appear, which made them almost completely relieved.
Only Fu Qingling stood aside like an outsider from beginning to end.
She did not attack Jiang Yun, nor did she help Jiang Yun to attack other people.
A member of the Fu family looked at Fu Qingling and said, "Fu Qingling, what are you standing there stupidly doing."
"Don't hurry up and help!"
"With one more person's power, you can break this formation earlier and kill Fang Jun earlier."
Why didn't Fu Qingling know that he was standing still, looking too weird.
Logically speaking, she should help her companion to deal with Jiang Yun.
But she was disappointed with the family in her heart, and she was deeply jealous of Jiang Yun.
She worked with Jiang Yun.
Until now, she couldn't understand how Jiang Yun could escape from the explosion of the two 8-Rank formations without any problems while being held down by her own body talisman.
The more she didn't understand, the more she became jealous of Jiang Yun.
Even this fear has been deeply etched in her bones.
Therefore, she lingered and didn't help each other.
Hearing the urging of the clansman, Fu Qingling's face showed hesitation, and she shook her head gently and said, "I think we should go and see other trials first."
"After all, we entered the Primordial Trial for the trial."
The Fu family frowned and said, "Are you really stupid?"
"Let's not talk about the past and the present, there are only a handful of people who can pass the Trial of the Ancients."
"Even if you pass the Primordial Trial, do you think you have the ability to preserve the benefits gained during the trial?"
"But if you kill Fang Jun with us now, you will get rich rewards after the Primordial Trial is over."
"The reward will definitely not be worse than the benefits here."
Fu Qingling shook her head again and said, "I would rather not have those rewards!"
"I was afraid of being beaten by Fang Jun last time, so I'd better try other trials."
After speaking, Fu Qingling turned around and walked towards the teleportation array.
Seeing that Fu Qingling was about to leave, the members of the Fu family suddenly made a deep face and said, "Fu Qingling, I will truthfully report to the Patriarch of what happened here."
"If you leave now, you have to consider the consequences."
Of course Fu Qingling knew the consequences, but she still dared not attack Fang Jun. She gritted her teeth and pretended not to hear, and continued to walk towards the teleportation formation.
But at this moment, Jiang Yun's voice suddenly came from his ear: "I can remind you, no one will remember what happened here after going out."
"In addition, sometimes, if two don't help each other, there is a great possibility that both sides will hate you."
Fu Qingling's body trembled heavily and turned her head suddenly.
Among the formation of the eight willow trees, Jiang Yun, who was still in the state of skeletons, slowly stood up and said in a voice that everyone can hear: "No more!"