Si Nanfeng tried his best to summon this three-point thunderbolt. Seeing the evil ghost appear, he naturally would not let the opportunity pass easily.
The lightning immediately stretched, turned into a spindle shape, and fell towards the coffin.
All the disciples cheered loudly when they saw it.
Wang Fu suddenly thought that the evil ghost could not be distracted, so he could use the opportunity to make fortunes.
He subconsciously raised the compass, and a senior brother next to him kindly reminded him.
"You're in the middle of a situation, and it's unclear what's involved. The more you calculate, the more confusing it becomes. Don't try it."
Wang Fushen thought so. As his cultivation of Yi Dao Shushu gradually deepened, he also realized that this path was too limited.
If you want to calculate everything, the key is to stay out of the situation and maintain a position of watching the fire from the other side so as not to be disturbed.
Once you personally enter the game, cause and effect will add up, and variables will come one after another, and no matter how clever the fortune teller is, you will not be able to clearly see the heavenly secrets.
"Thank you for reminding."
Wang Fu put away the compass, but took out the turtle shell from his sleeve and began to make calculations secretly.
The inside and outside of the situation lies in the state of mind, not in the physical body.
Wang Fu silently recited a few verses from the Sutra to Eliminate Disasters, bring blessings to his body, and move his mind into a higher state.
"Now it depends on how you hide it?
The moment the little calculation started, the old evil spirit immediately noticed it and became restless.
Hoo ho ho!
The coffins swept across one after another, forcing Si Nanfeng to take a few steps back, attracting lightning to force him back.
"what happened?
Si Nanfeng pointed at the inside of the coffin, and several lightning bolts formed and pierced into it.
The coffin vibrated twice, fell to the ground with a clatter, and rolled to the side.
Snap!
To everyone's surprise, the coffin was torn apart and scattered into pieces of wood.
"Senior Brother Si, be careful."
Several black dots flew out from the messy wooden boards. They were originally very hidden, but they were still seen by the sharp-eyed fellow disciples.
It's the nail in the coffin.
The coffin nails are no small matter. They are three thick and palm-long, and can be used as spears.
Don't think too much about these coffin nails. They must be ghost soldiers sacrificed by evil ghosts. They are weapons that can kill even if they pierce the flesh.
Si Nanfeng squinted his eyes, grabbed a wind and fire blade in his palm, clanged, and hit the coffin nails, causing sparks to fly.
Fire Clothes Sword Art!
Since this Senior Brother Si is a disciple of Professor Lu, his melee combat ability is definitely not weak, and a mere nail in the coffin cannot hurt him.
Hoo ho ho!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, and coffin boards of varying lengths flew around one after another, trying to smash Si Nanfeng into pieces.
Although Si Nanfeng's lightning was powerful, he couldn't catch up with the coffin board, so he had to stay close to his side for defense.
Where is that old and vicious ghost hiding?
A huge question arises.
I originally thought that the coffin was the body of the evil ghost, but now it is torn apart. The question arises. With so many coffin boards and coffin nails, what is the evil ghost possessing?
If you can't find the main body and launch a fatal blow, you can only do this and fall into a hard battle.
Si Nanfeng raised his kick and kicked a certain coffin board away, and activated the power of lightning to blast away three coffin boards approaching behind him.
If the coffin board had intelligence, seeing that he was unable to defeat him, he turned to harass and attack him, sometimes to the left, now to the right, sometimes forward and sometimes behind.
Moreover, it gets closer and closer, compressing the space step by step.
"not good."
Bian Yunlong pointed to the battlefield, "The vicious ghost has evil intentions and is trying to trap Senior Brother Si in the coffin."
It turns out that onlookers saw the signs.
The coffin boards were scattered on the front, back, left, and right, and were compressed step by step. As soon as Si Nanfeng was surrounded in the center, the coffin nails would penetrate into the boards, completely nailing the coffin.
Si Nanfeng didn't need to be reminded. He also noticed this trend and suddenly activated the three-point divine thunder. With a roar, the coffin boards surrounding him were hit by huge waves of lightning and flew out.
However, when the lightning dissipated, the coffin board was filled with dark energy, only the edges were slightly burnt, but it was still intact.
The coffin boards are rectangular, four long and two short, totaling six.
"Help quickly."
A certain disciple quickly stepped forward and took aim at a certain coffin board. Other disciples also woke up and joined the battlefield.
"Junior Brother Wang, let's join forces to deal with that long one."
A group of fellow disciples joined in, stumbling and stumbling, and finally separated the coffin boards.
The situation is still not optimistic.
Although these coffin boards are made of wood, they are definitely not ordinary wood. Various attacks hit them, causing ripples of Yin Qi and blooming like flowers, but the main body did not suffer much damage.
Lightning strikes have little effect, let alone fires. The Yin Qi is extinguished as soon as it is struck, and even the sparks cannot be left behind.
Boom, boom, boom!
Instead, it was the coffin board that took the opportunity to knock down several disciples, making them dizzy.
"Senior Brother Bian, be careful."
Wang Fu had good eyesight and quick hands, and pulled Bian Yunlong away. It turned out that the edge of the coffin board was aimed at the back of his head and hit him. If he hit him, it would not be as simple as bruises, redness and swelling, but a broken skull and cracked brain.
Whoosh!
The coffin boards flew by.
"so close."
Bian Yunlong was frightened for a moment, but saw the coffin board passing by them and heading towards Sinan Feng.
The disciples' cultivation was still shallow, and they tried their best, but they still couldn't trap the coffin board.
The tortoise shell on Wang Fu's sleeves snapped twice and it was finally settled.
He took the opportunity to glance at the cracks on the turtle shell and suddenly realized.
"I see."
He raised his head and looked around. There were four long and two short coffin boards, a total of six coffin boards. They were going back and forth at the moment, disrupting everyone's position and giving them no time to react.
"Brother Si, aim at the coffin board with the word "longevity" on it. The evil ghost lives on it."
As soon as Wang Fugu opened his mouth, the two coffin boards turned around and squeezed towards him.
Looking at the momentum, I wish I could have Wang Fu cut off at the waist and die without a complete body.
The evil spirit was furious.
Si Nanfeng's heart moved. He looked at a few more coffin boards and found the mystery.
One of the two cards, the coffin board with the word "longevity" written on it, rarely flew in front of him since just now, and only the other five were involved in the attack.
After Wang Fu's prompting, he also noticed this pattern.
The coffin board with the word "longevity" in it seems to be the commanding leader in the center, hidden in the back.
That's right.
The body of the old and evil ghost is hidden on that coffin board.
Si Nanfeng found the target, his vision suddenly became clear, and he mobilized the three-point divine thunder to blast towards the coffin board.
"Junior brothers, stop that vicious ghost for me."
Wang Fu nodded, stepped forward quickly, and hit the coffin board with a hurricane force, making it impossible for the coffin board to escape.
Other disciples also took action one after another, blocking him from all directions.
To be precise, the body of the evil ghost is not the coffin board, but the word "Shou" on it.
This old and evil ghost is indeed cunning. From the red coffin to the coffin board and then to the Chinese character longevity on it, there are layers of nesting dolls.
If Wang Fu hadn't returned it to the treasure house, it would be difficult to find its true identity.
"boom!"
The three-point divine thunder seized the opportunity and blasted out a beam of light with all its strength.
The other coffin boards are lined up vertically in front of the coffin board with the character "Shou", which looks like a domino.
With this kind of structure, the front one cannot stop it, and the ones behind it cannot stop them if they fall down one after another.
Si Nanfeng's lightning burst was the big hand that knocked down the first card.
Snapped!
The coffin boards fell one after another, and the force was superimposed one by one, and was finally transferred to the coffin board with the word "Shou".
The coffin board exploded into a ball of sawdust on the spot, but the word "Shou" was intact and floated in the air.