Chapter 239 How to Break the Formation

There was no cliff behind us, and the trees were thick and shady everywhere, with white mist spreading throughout the forest.

A bird stood on a branch with its head tilted to preen its feathers. A deer in the forest buried its head in the stream drinking water. In the middle was a stone tablet with a strange circular totem carved on it. The deer's feet stood firmly on the spot as if they had taken root. The deer forgot to shed the tears in their eyes and forgot to blink their wet eyelashes.

Shen Sinian sat by the tree, catching his breath with wounds all over his body. His hair was in disarray. Although he looked frail, he was better than the boy who was taking care of himself beside the tree. He walked to Jun Lin with light steps, his eyes red with anger and heartache: "Master..."

Jun Lin was not much better than Shen Sinian, but she still stood straight, staring intently at the stone tablet.

If you twisted her clothes, you would squeeze out a pool of blood. Her arms, abdomen, and back were covered with scars of varying sizes. But as it was said before, a king cannot cry out in pain or shed tears, otherwise what would happen to the people who depend on her?

His throat was dry and hoarse as if it was covered with sand: "I can't figure out what kind of secret formation it is. Now we must find a way to break it."

Her tone was so light that it seemed like it would dissipate at the slightest touch. She lacked her usual full energy. She didn't say it, but these martial artists could hear it. Her every breath carried the pain squeezed from her lungs. The excessive consumption of her internal energy made her body look like a deflated balloon, emaciated, weak and destitute.

Yanyu thought again of the time when she was standing alone among the sea of ​​corpses during the abdication. The young man felt indescribably sad and angry.

Although they retreated quickly, they were still discovered by Le Zhou.

Jun Lin was calculating, and Le Zhou was also calculating, but after all, it was Le Zhou's territory, and Qiang Long almost fell into the hands of the local snake this time.

Shen Sinian closed his eyes and gasped before struggling to stand up, holding onto the tree trunk. The young man looked with bloodshot eyes at the king who was standing there straight as a sharp sword.

Jun Lin slowly moved forward to check: "I don't know how big this formation is. Is it trapping us in one area or extending out? Remember not to retreat. If it extends out, there will be a cliff behind us."

Several people almost didn't have the strength to speak and could only nod in response.

The first step in forming a formation is to trap someone, so Le Zhou and his men outside the formation cannot interfere at will, such as shooting arrows into the formation. This action will allow the people inside the formation to determine the position outside the formation and find a day to break through. So even though Jun Lin was trapped, Le Zhou did not dare to act rashly and disturb the formation.

It is enough to kill people in formation.

The situation in the formation was not optimistic. Several people were injured and their conditions were seriously deteriorating. Their attention was disturbed by the pain and they could not concentrate. Only Qi Chi stood in front of the stone tablet in a daze, his mouth slightly open and his eyes empty.

Jun Lin was about to ask him what he had discovered, but the scenery around him changed rapidly at this moment. The forest degenerated into a desert, and the endless scorching sun burned them. Their feet were so hot that they could not touch the ground, and their skin turned red and was about to be burned through.

"hiss--"

Yanyu took a deep breath of cool air, causing several people to turn around and look at him.

The young man looked blankly at the back of his hand which was cut by something unknown, and the blood dripped into the desert and quickly disappeared.

Jun Lin's originally confused mind suddenly became clear: "Be careful, this is not an illusion!"

The harm is real.

“Swish, swish, swish—”

The sound of empty blades slicing through skin rang out one after another, and several people were left with their skin torn and their flesh ripped apart, in a state of extreme ferocity.

The desert is hungry and longs for blood. The invisible attacks cut into their skin again and again, vowing to drink up all the water in their bodies.

Jun Lin's sanity was about to evaporate along with the high temperature. The secret formation without any Taoist rules seemed to have sentenced them to death from a high position.

"puff--"

The tightly tied string broke completely, Shen Sinian spat out blood, and fell to the ground paralyzed.

"Si Nian!"

Jun Lin quickly supported his body.

The boy lowered his head and looked bloody: "Nothing... nothing..."

Previously, they were surrounded and attacked by Bingwen and his men. Shen Sinian was seriously injured while protecting Lin Junhuai's escape, and Yanyu was also in a difficult situation while protecting Qi Chi. This secret formation was different from all the formations learned by various schools of thought, and no one knew where it came from. The situation was extremely bad.

If not...

Jun Lin clenched his back teeth.

If that doesn't work, she will fight to the death, putting life and death aside, and use her life to force her way out of the formation.

How can I wait to die in vain?

"I recognize..."

Hearing the cry, Qi Chi turned around and looked at his partner who was covered in wounds, tears falling like pearls from a broken string.

"I recognize this formation..."

He fell to the ground, covered his face with his hands and cried.

"When I was...captured...the secret formation on the altar was exactly the same as this..."

Jun Lin and the others suddenly widened their eyes in surprise.

Qi Chi, who always seemed to have no sense of existence, seemed to be overwhelmed by sorrow. He raised his head and tears covered his face.

"I can break the formation..."

The timid boy, with his trembling hands, usually didn't even dare to hold a sword, but now he pulled out a dagger for self-defense from his sleeve and slashed his wrist again and again.

The slender wrist was like a branch that would break if bent, and warm blood rushed along the arm and dripped into the dry desert.

Yan Yu and Shen Sinian were so shocked that they forgot to speak. Jun Lin quickly came to his senses and said angrily: "Qi Chi!"

Blood slowly gathered like a gurgling stream, the petite boy's face turned pale, his crying became quieter and quieter, and the invisible attacks gradually stopped.

Qi Chi looked at Jun Lin pleadingly, his eyes blurred by tears: "Brother... Brother, I don't want to die in Southern Xinjiang... I want to go to Jingguo to see the snow..."

When he came out of the Mohist machine city, the Lord of the Snow Region had told him that Emperor Jing and others would encounter a disaster on their journey to the southern border, and only he could go with them to avert the disaster.

But if he goes back to southern Xinjiang, he might die.

Qi Chi lowered his head and sobbed.

It hurts so much.

The secret array can only be unlocked with the blood of the descendants of the Lord of Southern Border.

It hurts so much.

He is not used to it, but this time, he can still help a little bit...?

Jun Lin's heart sank and he stumbled towards Qi Chi, tearing off his clothes and bandaging the wound on his wrist.

"Let's go home..."

Her eyes were red and her eyes were red, and the words were squeezed out from between her teeth with difficulty.

"go home……"

The boy murmured and closed his eyes.

Lord of the Snowland, my brothers can escape, right?

I have completed my mission, so please bless them to leave here.

The desert quickly retreated, revealing the heavy siege ahead. Le Zhou couldn't believe it. How could they break through this formation?

The man with black marks who was sent by him for the experiment had already discovered something wrong with Qi Chi, but the data was lost in the mist before it reached Le Zhou, so Le Zhou naturally didn't know about it.

Jun Lin was filled with anger. He grabbed Qi Chi with one hand and threw Qi Chi's dagger out without any resistance with the other hand.

In his rage, his sword was even more terrifying than when he was in his prime. No matter how fast Le Zhou dodged, his arm was still cut.

The flesh and blood rolled around and the bones were visible.

Le Zhou's face turned dark: "Kill——"

At this moment, a strange bird cry was heard, and Jun Lin hugged Qi Chi tightly and jumped off the cliff before the attack arrived.

Yanyu and Shen Sinian jumped down with her without any hesitation.