Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

Even the Eighteen Arhats were in a state of confusion at this time, and were all covered in dust and dirt.

"He will definitely not be able to block the last blow. Hit him, hit him quickly!"

Someone shouted, and at this time the continuous thunder in the sky finally stopped. The Eighteen Arhats hurriedly adjusted their breathing, and the three abbots in the middle moved in unison and slowly pushed out a palm towards the hillside.

The last of these eighteen palms could flatten the small hillside! Even if Qin Yangming could miraculously block it, he would definitely be buried by the collapsed mountain!

boom!

The size of the last palm had expanded to an incredible level. Looking from mid-air, the huge black palm print emerged from the sky above Nanjue Temple and then rolled towards the small hillside.

Suddenly, the ground collapsed and the hill was flattened by a single palm strike!

"He must die!"

“This is damned!

After the last palm strike, the Eighteen Arhats formation collapsed on its own, leaving behind only the monk who was extremely tired and could only lie on the ground to rest.

And as everyone was looking on expectantly, the dust outside the gate of Nanjue Temple slowly dissipated like waves.

"Huh?! Why is there nothing?!"

Everyone was extremely surprised and puzzled. The two people who were originally standing on the hillside had disappeared.

"You are so stupid. With such a big palm, even if he was a cow, not even a hair would be left!"

"Yeah, yeah! It must be!"

The monks all echoed each other, and for a moment, the feeling of relief that a major crisis had finally been resolved filled everyone's hearts.

Yes, that palm that covered the sky and the sun struck down, no matter how powerful he was, nothing would be left!

Only the hypocritical monk stood in the hall, staring at the flattened hillside with burning eyes, and kept silent.

A sense of uneasiness always lingered in his heart, and no matter how he tried to convince himself, he couldn't dispel it.

It was really because Qin Yangming had brought him too many surprises, the previous siege, this sudden attack, the sky full of fire bombs, the terrifying thunder, he really couldn't imagine that this was something a fortune teller could do.

Aren't fortune tellers said to be particularly weak? Why are this person's methods so beyond common sense?

The hypocritical monk, who already had a shadow in his heart, continued to stare at the collapsed area, and his uneasiness became more and more intense.

"Formation."

In a state of confusion and doubt, he finally uttered two words slowly.

"what?"

Everyone was confused.

"Form a formation! I say, form a formation!"

The monks looked at each other, the people were already dead, why were we still forming a formation?!

But even though they thought so, the four wine and meat hosts who had previously participated in the formation rehearsal still began to form the formation hesitantly.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred in the sky. For a moment, there was a violent storm, and the sky seemed to be on fire, red as blood.

A loud chanting sound reached everyone's ears, and their hearts, which had calmed down for a moment, began to beat violently again.

"The thunder chariot shook the earth and the lightning roared, and the rain poured down in torrents!!!"

"Burn!"

A loud shout followed.

The monks in the temple watched in despair as countless lights began to burn in the sky surrounding the magnificent golden temple!!!

That was the talisman that Qin Yangming had urgently arranged after evacuating the hillside in front of Nanjue Temple.

He directly used up most of the remaining Five Thunder Talismans and Fire Bomb Talismans in the storage space, and arranged them densely around the hall, very close to the hall!

The densely packed talismans were burning, as if the Kongming lanterns flying in the sky were suddenly lit up.

However, for these people at this moment, this is not a Kongming lantern that symbolizes wishes, but a soul-chasing lantern that asks for their names!

For a moment, there was a violent storm and thunder in the area, the sky was full of fire, and coupled with all kinds of strange phenomena in the sky, it was like the end of the world.

"My God!"

"What the hell is going on? Are we really going to die like this?!"

The hypocritical monk looked at the panicked crowd, anxious and angry, and shouted:

"Form a formation, the four elephants come out at the same time, the four elephants come out at the same time!!!"

The four wine and meat hosts who had already taken action quickly set up a formation, and four colored light pillars of blue, red, black and white rose up into the sky and connected together.

"Today we pray devoutly and call out his real name!!!"

The four wine and meat hosts said in unison.

"The holy monk sitting on the lotus platform, the compassionate Lord who saves all living beings, the incarnation of eternity that transcends the cycle of reincarnation, the Buddha of great darkness without sun!"

"Today we sincerely chant your name!"

"Dark Tathagata, be merciful! Descend to the Four Symbols and protect the believers!"

The four wine and meat abbots all closed their eyes, put their hands together, and chanted very quickly. Their wide monk robes fluttered in the wind, as if an unknown existence was approaching.

"The power of Xuanwu!!!"

In an instant, the shadow of a huge black tortoise with a black snake wrapped around it descended over the monks' heads.

boom! boom! boom!

In the sky, thunder and fire from the earth struck the back of the giant black tortoise phantom like a rainstorm, causing the phantom to vibrate and create ripples.

For the monks wrapped by the black turtle, they can only pray that they can withstand this attack, otherwise they will be the ones to die without a burial place.

The raging thunder and fire were like a rainstorm, crackling and hitting it, making the shadow of the black tortoise dimmer and dimmer!

"Oh no, I can't hold on any longer!"

Someone noticed something and shouted anxiously.

This attack was too fierce. The flames and thunder were more numerous, denser, and the firepower was more concentrated than before!

Moreover, coupled with the strange phenomena in the sky, there seems to be a trend of getting stronger and stronger.

"puff!!!"

Suddenly, a wine-drinking and meat-eating abbot who presided over the Four Symbols Arhat Formation vomited a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a daze.

"Quick! Make up for it!"

The hypocritical monk shouted hurriedly. At this time, he hated Qin Yangming so much that he gnashed his teeth.

Another host timidly took the place of the fallen man and propped up the shaky magic circle again.

However, he had not practiced with the other three beforehand, so the transmission of Qi was not smooth, and the Four Symbols Arhat Formation was on the verge of collapse.

And the deafening thunder and flames in the sky continued without getting tired of it.

"puff!!!"

Another drunken host spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

This time, there was no one to take over because there were only a few hosts of the wine and meat ceremony, and three of them had already been exhausted when they presided over the Eighteen Arhats formation.

The hypocritical monk gritted his teeth and filled that position himself.

"Idiot! Cooperate with me!!!"

Under the leadership of the hypocritical monk, the Four Symbols Magic Formation that had been shattered by the flames and lightning in the sky began to slowly stand up again.

"Push harder, idiot!"

The hypocritical monk cursed loudly, not caring at all that the other three people who cooperated with him were already at the limit.

At this moment, the lightning and flames in the sky were finally about to subside.

Everything returned to calm.

"Puff puff!"

The three wine and meat hosts finally couldn't hold on any longer at this time. They spat out a mouthful of blood and then collapsed to the ground.

"finished……"

"It seems... it's over..."

The monks stared at the no longer violent sky with lingering fear. All the strength seemed to be drained from their bodies, and they looked as if they had survived a calamity.

In front of this battered and devastated golden palace, three footsteps were moving forward.

Two voices reached the ears of the monks here.

"Old Black, take a look, are these people going to die?"

"almost."

"Then kill!!!"