Chapter 217: The Big Red Coffin Hides the Evil Ghost
The vicious ghost turned paper into snow and tried to freeze the group to death on the stage.
The paper scraps turned into snowflakes, the wine floated in the air, and the coldness penetrated into the bones. No one could bear it.
"Mountain of swords and sea of fire."
Si Nanfeng raised his finger to the sky, the sea of fire boiled, and a series of bright sword lights rose up, and the snowflakes were split in half.
However, the snow under my feet became thicker and thicker, reaching up to my ankles in the blink of an eye.
Bang Bang!
There was a sound, and a disciple was frozen stiff and fell straight to the ground. The sound was harder than a stone.
At first, Wang Fu felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his ears and nose were numb. His heart light flashed a few times, warmth spread from his heart, and the blood that had almost solidified gradually resumed its flow.
"We can't sit still and wait for death."
Another classmate was so cold that he let out a ball of fire to cover his body.
"Don't be stupid."
Bian Yunlong saw this and hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late.
The fire rolled back, covering the man in the blink of an eye, and burned him to ashes in just a few breaths.
Quack, quack, quack!
Wang Fu seemed to be able to hear the proud and sinister laughter of the old evil ghost. This was his purpose.
The confetti is fake snow, and the ice and cold may not be real.
It can be said that the biting cold winter that everyone feels is probably an illusion.
The fellow disciples who were frozen to death and burned to death just now all died from self-mutilation due to their own magnified hallucinations.
"You all surround me and protect me."
Hearing the word "Dharma Protector", the remaining disciples looked up sharply and seemed to see hope.
Dharma protectors are usually used in two situations. One is to practice in seclusion, relax the whole body and be in the weakest and lowest state; the other is to cast some powerful spell, drain all the mana instantly, and sometimes there will be a period of weakness.
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In this situation, no need to think too much, Si Nanfeng will definitely use a powerful secret method to find a way out.
"Listen carefully, we must not let the ghosts come in, otherwise we will all die."
Si Nanfeng's tone was cautious. It was obviously a matter of life and death, and he took a huge risk by doing so.
"Senior Brother Si, don't worry. If the ghost wants to harm you, it must kill us first."
Several fellow disciples also knew that at this time of life and death, Si Nanfeng was their only hope for survival.
Wang Fu also nodded, expressing his willingness to fight together.
After a while, Si Nanfeng took out a Tiangan compass and quickly poked it with his fingertips a few times.
On the surface of the compass, light emerges, flickers in rhythm, and a dazzling light rises.
"Ten Heavenly Stems...A, B, and C, three points of divine thunder."
As Si Nanfeng cast the spell, Wang Fu gradually noticed that the aura behind him was brewing with a heart-stopping power.
The feeling is like insects lurking underground in early spring, about to usher in the first spring thunder.
"Three out of ten, two yang and one yin."
Not only Wang Fu, but other disciples also realized that if this power breaks out, it will definitely break through the illusion of the stage and lead them to kill everyone.
Therefore, they became more and more determined to fulfill their duty of protecting the law and allow Si Nanfeng to successfully complete the spell casting.
It should be noted that the more powerful spells are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and difficult to complete. After all, the enemy is not a fool and will stand still and let you attack at will.
It is conceivable that the old evil ghost's subsequent counterattack will be unprecedentedly violent.
as expected……
The snowflakes on the stage had piled up to their knees, and everyone was shivering from the cold. There were ice ridges hanging upside down above their heads, as sharp as a dagger that threatened their lives.
The wind blows, and the ice edges collide and ring like wind chimes. They are swaying and about to fall down.
The crowd started to commotion. After all, when they saw a sharp weapon coming towards them, their instinctive reaction was to dodge.
"You can't move. Behind us is Senior Brother Si."
Bian Yunlong shouted, and everyone gradually became quiet. Some people closed their eyes and refused to look.
Wow!
Another gust of wind blew by, and the ice ridges fell one after another like ripe fruits.
Wang Fu took a deep breath and began to stack talismans and cast spells. The tortoise shell light pattern appeared and the mountain talismans were cast one by one.
Ding!
The sharp ice edge hit the top of his head. Wang Fu's body sank. The force was so strong that a mountain shadow was instantly pierced.
Look at Bian Yunlong again, holding the Lei Li Talisman in his hand, aiming at the falling ice edges and releasing thunder, smashing them one by one.
Other disciples were either blown by the wind or burned by fire, struggling to withstand the ice that filled the sky.
If you stand still and get beaten passively, you will suffer too much.
However, Si Nanfeng, who was protected by everyone, had reached a critical moment in casting the spell and had no time to be distracted.
This is the most difficult moment. The more rampant the old evil ghost is, the more likely it is that Si Nanfeng's spell will cause fatal harm to him.
Wang Fu secretly thought, could the spell Si Nanfeng cast be the rumored thunder spell?
As a disciple of Ququ and a backbone of the force, he rarely received awards for his meritorious service, so Ding Zhangdian did not hesitate to reward him and taught him one or two grenade techniques.
Just from the name, you can tell that he casts the Heavenly Stem Divine Thunder. If it is perfect, it should have all ten doors, but he only used three doors, A, B, and C, so it is called the Three-Point Divine Thunder.
Even so, Si Nanfeng also used all his strength and didn't even have time to worry about defense.
"boom!
Si Nanfeng held a ball in his palm, and there was a roar of thunder from the sky.
Immediately, everyone on the stage trembled violently like a frightened giant beast.
Ice edges and snowflakes disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Just the sound of thunder can be so powerful?
"Junior brothers, please step aside, I want to use thunder..."
Si Nanfeng struggled to hold the three-point divine thunder, which seemed transparent and illusory, but actually contained destructive power.
Bian Yunlong, Wang Fu and others quickly gave way to the side, since the stage was respectful anyway.
"Old evil ghost, even if you invite us out now, I don't want to leave."
The Chinese voice just fell.
Si Nanfeng held the three-point divine thunder and pressed it towards the stage under his feet, half-kneeling on the ground in the blink of an eye.
The divine thunder struck the ground, which was extraordinary.
Wang Fu's heart moved, he withdrew the Mountain Talisman, switched to the Wind Movement Technique, and jumped up suddenly.
Starting from the stage, the surrounding environment seems to be pinched and pulled in different directions by countless big hands.
In the blink of an eye, the stage was torn to pieces.
"Wow."
The disciples looked down at their feet and saw a ball of three-color clear light rolling in, which had not yet exhausted its power.
"go!"
Si Nanfeng pointed forward, rolling divine thunder, and led everyone into the banquet room.
In an instant, the tables and stools overturned and the dishes were smashed. The guests hurriedly stood up to get out of the way, but with a strike of lightning, they disappeared immediately.
Si Nanfeng's move was actually to clear out this area so that the old and vicious ghosts would have no way to hide.
"Woo."
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and no one was carrying the big red coffin, flying sideways towards Si Nanfeng and his party.
"Finally couldn't bear it anymore?"
Si Nanfeng sneered and jumped to the ground with everyone. The lightning immediately rose into the air and rushed towards the coffin.
The dark square became brighter and brighter due to the appearance of lightning, and the dark corners were swept away.
The coffin rolled a few times. Wang Fu and Bian Yunlong stared inside and found that it was empty without a single person.
At this time, all the fellow disciples knew that the coffin was most likely where the evil spirit's true form lay.
After a fierce fight, the other party was finally forced to show up.