Museum of Deadly Beasts

The art of dragon fire spread rapidly. Countless poisonous insects were burning under the fire. From the fire, there was a strange sound, a bit like fried beans, accompanied by a pungent smell.

This scene is very shocking.

However, although the dragon fire technique is powerful, those poisonous insects are brave and fearless of death. They attack forward one after another, forming a glue with the fire.

This is the first time that Lin Jing has seen such a thing.

He just tried to frighten the poisonous insects with the power of coercion, but the result was ineffective. He can only say that these poisonous insects were controlled by some kind of technique, and the poisonous insects were difficult to control and deter. This time, the enemy took the lead, and Lin Jin can only defend passively.

Needless to say, this is the second "meeting gift" prepared by the Taoist.

If the fury technique attached to that pen in Qilong town was just a deterrent and a loss of face, this time, the attack of ten thousand insects in this insect Valley is really killing people.

So many poisonous insects, once close, I'm afraid they will be eaten up in the blink of an eye.

The only one who feels excited is rhubarb.

Now it's bigger, like a bull, whistling and stirring its wings to rush into the insects after the fire.

This is completely rhubarb's own action, and Lin Jing is also surprised when he sees it. It's too late to stop it.

"Let it go!"

Lin was helpless, but rhubarb had a special constitution, so it was hard for those poisonous insects to hurt it. In this case, Lin could walk on the clouds, but he didn't want to.

Stepping on the cloud is like being afraid of the other side. He won the previous game, and he won't give in this time.

At the same time, the fire around seemed to be poured with several barrels of fire oil, and it exploded directly. The ferocious fire finally occupied the advantage at this moment.

Under the impact of the fire, all the poisonous insects were like a mantis pawning a cart. They were defeated and the fire spread out. In a short time, the insect valley within a hundred feet was completely burned.

I don't know how many poisonous insects have been burned to death. Anyway, there are black charcoal like poisonous insect remains everywhere, absolutely tens of millions.

Rhubarb has been eating a lot for a long time, but now it's all burnt out, and the undead poisonous insects are also in a rout and flee. Rhubarb is very dissatisfied, but he doesn't care that what he eats is about to burst his neck.

In this kind of dense forest, fire is easy to cause fire, but dragon fire is not a general fire, it is the fire of mana that burns with the heart of the forest.

In short, let it burn, let it go out.

After that, he went to the top of the mountain without any trouble.

There is a big tree on the top of the mountain. There is nothing around the big tree. Under the tree sits an old Taoist dressed in "Dao Zi". Beside the old Taoist, there is a rope tied to the tree trunk, and a White Ape tied to the other end of the rope.

It can be seen that the White Ape was very impatient and always wanted to break the rope around his neck, but no matter how he struggled and tore, he couldn't break the rope.

This rope is obviously carrying an inexplicable force.

The old Taoist under the tree is playing chess with a monk.

The old Taoist is very comfortable. The handsome monk in white on the opposite side is already sweating. Now it's his turn. But the monk is holding a black spot, but he can't fall on the chessboard. It's like an invisible force suppressing him and controlling him.

The monk's clothes had been wet for a long time, but the monk was also stubborn. The more he did, the more he didn't give up, even though his eyes were covered with blood and cold sweat.

"If you can't get down, don't do it. Isn't it better to throw in the towel and admit defeat?" The old Taoist didn't lift his eyelids and said a word.

The monk didn't speak, still holding on shaking.

At this time, the old Taoist seemed to feel something. He looked up at the way up the mountain and said, "the master is coming. Young monk, take a rest."

With a wave of his hand, a force swept out. The monk snorted and was swept aside. Half of the Buddha's beads, which had been covered with cracks, had been broken.

"It's a pity that if you don't have a good way to learn how to subdue the demons, don't you think it's not good enough for you to go back to Huoluo temple?"

The old Taoist not only beat people down, but also made sarcastic remarks.

The monk was furious, but there was no way.

He is no match for the old Taoist.

Over there, Lin Jin went up to the top of the mountain step by step. First he looked around, then he walked slowly.

When he was far away, Lin Jin saw the situation above. The first thing he saw was the White Ape tied behind. There was no doubt that he found it.

The White Ape seems to have no problem, but it is tied by a rope around its neck. The rope is obviously not ordinary, which is enough to suppress the evil spirit of the White Ape and make the White Ape no different from the ordinary little monkey.You can't even break the rope.

If you don't say anything else, you will know that the old Taoist is not ordinary, and the rope must be a powerful magic weapon.

Look at the old Taoist again. It's really strange.

Although he was wearing Taoist clothes, he was cruel and insidious. He didn't look like a kind man, but he was very fastidious in his clothes. The Taoist robe was plain and clean, and he only wrote a big word "Dao" with a calligraphy brush.

His hair was gray, his cheeks were thin, and his eyes were shining.

It's hard to deal with the old Taoist by his face.

Noticing the monk with a painful face beside him, Lin Jing asked, "is this the seal master of the Daluo temple?"

The monk was in a daze. Now he endured the pain and put his hands together to return the salute: "master, I don't dare to be a monk. I don't know who you are..."

"Curator!" Lin Jin can see that the monk and the old Taoist are not the same people. He even fought Dharma before, but the result should be that the monk was defeated.

Even Lin Jing could see that the monk holding the seal was in great danger at the moment.

I think master xuanjue is good to himself. Although the abbot was a little crazy at first, he was very reasonable after he recognized him. So if he had a chance, he would have to save this seal.

Lin Jin stepped forward. The clouds were light and the wind was light. He was not nervous at all. He didn't come up. Lin Jin let him wait at the foot of the mountain. If he needed to, he would rush up to the rescue site as soon as he gave a command.

At the moment, there is only one cup in Lin Jin's arms.

The cup in the form of a little fox is very flattering at the moment. A pair of fox eyes are staring at the old Taoist priest, showing a fierce light, and six fox tails are flying.

When the old Taoist saw it, he ignored it. He just laughed and pointed to a set of tea sets beside him. He said, "it's time for the curator to come. The tea here is just ready. Come on, please sit down."