Feng Lin looked back at the old man lying on the ground. He smiled and asked, "Hello, senior, do you know your surname?"
The old man in front of me looks like he must be a master, otherwise he wouldn't be locked up here.
He looked at the old man carefully. His curly black hair was stuck together.
The face is full of wrinkles, and some black dirt can be seen in the wrinkles.
"I'm not familiar with you, don't talk to me."
The old man didn't even open his eyes, he just lay on the ground, covered with a black robe.
"This old man didn't say anything and even fought with me when I was eating."
Long Zhenzhen said from the side.
Feng Lin sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the two people in front of him.
If this Long Zhenzhen can be rescued, Longshan owes himself a big favor.
If they are told not to deal with the Demonic Forest, they should agree.
Compared to the Demonic Forest, they will definitely prioritize dealing with the Green Sea.
"Hey, you haven't said anything about your relationship with us, Longshan? Are you only friends with Brother Di Kun?"
Long Zhenzhen is a talkative person. He has been locked up here and has not spoken to anyone for a long time. He is suffocating to death.
"Yes, I am only friends with Di Kun."
Feng Lin stood up again and approached the surrounding formation grid.
"Don't get close to that formation. If you get close, it will be gone. This old man's hand will be swallowed by the formation."
Long Zhenzhen pointed at the old man on the ground and said.
Feng Lin looked back at the old man. Because he was covered with a black robe and his hands were inside, he didn't know that he was missing his hands.
"Don't worry, I'm not a fool."
Feng Lin nodded slightly. He looked around and found that there was no one else here, so he took out the firearm.
Ye Yourong and Feng Lin merged into one. After Feng Lin took out the firearm, she had already added pockets to the armor to hide these things.
Feng Lin raised his gun, pointed it at the power grid formation in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
boom!
The sound sounded, and the old man lying on the ground was startled.
Feng Lin stared at the trajectory of the ball without blinking.
Click!
A red current suddenly burst into flames, swallowing the bullet completely.
"Such a fast bullet has been hit. In the spirit-breaking formation, I'm afraid the human body's contact is in vain."
Feng Lin put away his gun again and touched his chin in thought.
"Give up, I've tried every method."
The old man stretched out his hand from the black robe, and his left hand had completely disappeared. "We can't escape. The edge of Qi Jin is the powerful blood wind formation. If you stretch out your hand, it will be gone."
"Senior, do you still know the formation?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"Of course, on the first day after I was imprisoned, I was trying to think of ways to destroy this spirit-breaking formation, but the eyes of the spirit-breaking formation are all on the edge, and there is a blood wind formation on the edge. There is no solution, no solution!"
The old man sighed softly.
As Feng Lin spoke, he pulled out the scalpel in front of him. Ye Yourong had always reserved a gap here.
As he spoke, Feng Lin thrust his dagger into the center of the formation.
Bah, bah, bah!
Bloody flames burned, but this scalpel still penetrated the formation easily.
"That's... spiritual steel?"
The old man lying on the ground suddenly got up.
"Yes, if you want to destroy the spiritual steel, you can't do it with this formation alone."
Feng Lin slashed horizontally with all his strength. The powerful force coupled with the sharp scalpel did not leave any gaps on the steel pipe.
"What is depicted on it is a formation. Without Qi Jin, it cannot be destroyed."
The old man shook his head gently and lay down again, "There is nothing we can do about it even with spiritual steel."
Feng Lin's scalpel was always immersed in blood-red electric current. He discovered that when the electric current encountered something, it would turn into flames.
When the blade of the scalpel is laid flat, part of the flame will be blocked and a gap will appear.
It feels like a fire is burning, and a wooden board is placed flat on the flame.
The board will temporarily split the flame in two, and the flame will not merge again until the board also burns.
However, Feng Lin's scalpel did not burn, so after it was laid flat, there was a small gap on it.
"Feng Lin, put your finger in. I think you can take a risk. In my state, as long as the head is not completely destroyed and other parts are damaged, it can be repaired quickly."
Ye Yourong's voice sounded.
"Are you sure you can get out of such a small hole?" Feng Lin asked in a low voice.
"What? Who are you talking to?"
Long Zhenzhen came over and asked.
"Don't disturb me. I like to ask myself questions when I'm thinking."
Feng Lin glanced at Long Zhenzhen and said, "Don't worry, it seems that for Di Kun's sake, I will find a way to save you."
"Haha, it's true that young people like to mess around."
The old man on the side also turned over and looked sideways at Feng Lin.
He wanted to see what this boy was going to do.
"If my fingers can get out without being damaged, I can release my energy, but it will be of no use."
Ye Yourong said, "I can't get out of such a small hole. I need at least a fist-sized hole so that I can turn into a vine and get out."
"Can I use Qi? Are you sure?" Feng Lin suddenly asked.
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you can stretch out your fingers." Ye Yourong replied.
"It's over, it's over!"
Long Zhenzhen, who was sitting here, shook his head vigorously, "This must be crazy. His mental quality is too bad. He won't be able to do it just after being locked up."
The old man also shook his head slightly. It seemed that he had no choice but to start talking nonsense.
"Okay! If you can really get out, you can take out the go-getters in my space ring. The formations on these pillars are very strong, but as long as they are destroyed, the formations will disappear. The broken formations on the go-getters are exactly the same as this
Touch it."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"Okay, I understand."
Ye Yourong nodded, "But you have to be prepared to take your finger back in time if it doesn't work."
"Don't worry, it'll be gone if it's gone. There's a torrent anyway."
At this moment, Feng Lin grabbed the scalpel with one hand and stretched out the index finger of the other hand from the gap.
"Haha, do you think I'm lying to you? Are you still going to try it with your fingers?"
Seeing Feng Lin's actions at this moment, the old man smiled sarcastically, "Don't worry, it will evaporate in an instant, and the wound will be burned into coke and there will be no bleeding."
Long Zhenzhen also came to Feng Lin's side and stared at his fingers, "What are you doing? It's useless to take out your fingers!"
Feng Lin continued as if no one was around. His heart was in his throat. As long as the armor on his fingers was broken, he would take it back immediately.
I hope I can protect my fingers. After all, the things on his body at the moment are all first-hand goods.
I have never used running water to repair my body.
At this moment, his finger stretched out and passed through the hole.
"Okay! It's okay!"
Ye Yourong's voice sounded from Feng Lin's ears, "Look at me next."
As he spoke, Feng Lin's extended index finger gradually took root and sprouted, turning into a vine.
Seeing this, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, "Impossible! It's impossible to release Qi Jin with just a finger!"
Long Zhenzhen also covered his mouth in disbelief.
At this moment, the sprouting tiny vines touched Feng Lin, and Qian General took it out from the space ring.
Not only that, Ye Yourong also took out a body of the Spiritual Steel Army from the space ring.
When Feng Lin saw this, he immediately understood what she meant.
