Chapter seven hundred and fortieth inexplicable feeling that the style of painting is wrong
"What's wrong with everyone?"
Looking at the different expressions of the guys in front of him, Lin Hua was a little strange and couldn't help but feel a little gurgled.
"Did I say that my soul search method scared them just now?"
Of course, Lin Hua was not very clear. In fact, their expression appeared when Lin Hua called out the ancient spiral talisman seal.
...
Talking about it dozens of seconds ago.
Seeing Lin Hua summoning the ancient throne seal, the little monk Meng Qi looked confused.
This style is wrong. Isn’t it a martial arts style? Everyone is dancing swords and swords? It seems that something is wrong with you when you have a fantasy style.
In addition to Meng Qi, the others were also filled with storms.
Of course, their reasons for surprise were completely different from those of Meng Qi.
"Is this the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows? Has he already opened the nine orifices at the same time and started practicing the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows?"
Then when Lin Hua turned around, he saw their expressions.
...
However, seeing that they didn't say anything, Lin Hua did not take the initiative to ask, but just started talking about it on his own. The specific arrangement of the Hidden Imperial Castle and the situation of the castle lord he got from the man in black. While speaking, he also used a sword as a pen to draw a map on the ground.
The man in black is so weak, so he naturally cannot be a big shot. Knowing the situation in the Hidden Imperial Fort is more because he is a dead soldier and is also considered a personal soldier of the Hidden Imperial Fortress, and he stayed here for a long time.
But even so, the man in black still knew very little about the strength of the Lord of the Hidden Imperial Castle.
He also only knew some of the other party's deeds, such as piercing mosquitoes and flies with embroidery needles in the dark, and for those who were poisoned by traitors several times before taking them.
After talking about what the man in black knew, Lin Hua finally added.
"This Hidden Imperial Fort is built in an underground cave. It is extremely vast, with many mechanisms, and there are many strong people inside.
We don’t have enough time.”
After hearing Lin Hua finish his words, Meng Qi also looked at each other and began to discuss the next step.
Finally, it was decided that Qi Zhengyan, Zhang Yuanshan and the little Taoist Qingjing would go all the way to rescue Heroes Ma Lianghan and Heroes Tan Wenbo among the four heroes.
Lin Hua, Jiang Zhiwei, Meng Qi and other few others went to save the other two heroes, and finally went to the central round.
Except for the little Taoist priest who used to sing the opposite tunes, everyone had no objection, so they started to set off.
After the few people separated, Lin Hua and Jiang Zhiwei were one in front and the other was vigilant.
Qi Xia and Yan Wujiang were relatively honest, walking in the middle with vigilance, preparing for things like traps.
However, this guy Meng Qi is a lot of thoughts. He looked left and right, and seemed to be curious enough to finally be unable to bear it. So he slowed down and came to Lin Hua's side, whispering (thinking):
"Shaoxia Lin, what method did you use just now? Is it the legendary soul search?"
Hearing the sound, Lin Hua also looked down at the shiny little monk on his forehead and nodded.
This is not something that cannot be said. Lin Hua actually doesn't understand it very much. It's fine if the guys in fantasy fairy martial arts novels are very taboo about mentioning others' cultivation methods, but why are they ugly when asked about the name of their own martial arts?
Could it be that others can still obtain your secret magical skills because of the name of martial arts and martial arts?
"Yes, no, what I learned is an ancient volley seal condensed by a special cultivation method called Master Talisman. This move is very good for those who are weaker than me, and it is not very powerful for those who are stronger than me..."
Lin Hua was talking about the situation on his own, but Meng Qi didn't listen at all.
Now his mind was full of words that were spitting out of Lin Hua's mouth.
"Tao Master", "Ancient Rotary Talisman Seal"...
"Tao Master, ancient throne talisman seal..."
While walking, Meng Qi dribbled these two words, feeling that the storm in his mind could not stop at all.
When he came to his senses again, he found that he was several steps behind everyone. Even Lin Hua was ahead of him in the end. He couldn't help but speed up and returned to Lin Hua's side, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
But before he could speak, Lin Hua suddenly stretched out his arm in front of him.
"Clang~"
The next moment, Meng Qi turned around and widened his eyes, because in front of him, a poisonous arrow was just crossing there less than a centimeter in front of his nose.
The distance is so close that even Meng Qi can smell the faint stench from the toxins on it.
Of course, he did not experience this feeling for too long.
Because the next moment, Lin Hua drew away the poisonous arrow and threw it out hard, hitting a figure behind him that emerged from the wall.
A headshot was killed instantly.
Of course, not only the rear, but also a large number of figures appeared in front of them. Some of them held swords, some held axes, and some held steel forks. Everyone was full of fierce aura. It was obvious that they were all a group of desperate people stained with blood.
When Jiang Zhiwei discovered the enemy, he immediately stepped forward. The sword roared like a dragon roaring and a phoenix. The sword light surrounded three black shadow men around him, and instantly beheaded one of them.
And this time there are many enemies, and there are more than a dozen on Lin Hua alone.
Lin Hua was not polite about these guys. The strange door seal with a strange light looked like a copper wall and an iron wall. It was like a steel monster hitting head-on.
In an instant, countless people had broken bones and tendons, and no one could stop them.
Of course, Lin Hua did not let go of the memories of these guys, and he was missing these things now.
The vortex swept through the dead soldiers and their souls were scattered. Lin Hua did not ask their mottled mental power to extract all their memories, and all the other parts were thrown to the ancestor stone to purify.
In this process, Lin Hua's mental power that he had not released was unconsciously spreading.
When Lin Hua's mental power swept across a stone wall, Lin Hua's face suddenly changed.
But the moment Lin Hua swept his mental power, the enemy hidden behind the false wall took action at the same time as some tacit understanding.
With a "ah" sound, Yan Wujiang, who was as timid as a mouse and had a low presence, was directly penetrated by a long sword that stretched out from the cracks of the stone.
And looking at that position, the long sword seemed to have stabbed his back, and blood flowed out, obviously there was no way out.
Just now, one person died on his side. Lin Hua couldn't help but curse, and his arm moved, and the long sword on his waist was already out of the sheath with a "clang".
The flying sword instantly turned into a flying silver snake, wandering between the sky and the earth. In a few blinks, it instantly sealed the throat of all the men in black who were gushing out of the wall.
Chapter completed!