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It tore through the air, and wherever it passed, even the light seemed to be swallowed and distorted. It carried a deathly stillness and decaying aura that made one's soul tremble, and shot straight at Wang Ye's brow!
A pure, undisguised, and deadly intent to kill!
Wang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted!
He didn't even have time to think!
Feng Hou Qimen's instinctive reaction caused the Qimen diagram beneath his feet to instantly shimmer with light, with the "Xun" direction shining brightly!
A powerful whirlwind suddenly appeared, whipping up dust and debris, attempting to deflect the fatal blow!
However, the dark, malicious arrow seemed to be able to penetrate space and ignore the obstruction of the gale, and its speed did not decrease at all!
Just as the "arrow," imbued with the utmost malice, was about to pierce Wang Ye's brow—
“Sizzle——!!!”
A golden lightning bolt, more intense and violent than the core of the sun, erupted from Lin Shen's raised fingertip without warning, like a spear of judgment from the heavens!
Without any buildup or warning, it was as if the destructive power was inherently contained within his body; wherever his mind directed, thunder was born!
Lightning struck first, even though it was the last to move!
It struck the dark "arrow" with unparalleled precision and ferocity!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a muffled, heart-stopping sound of annihilation!
Lightning and pitch-black malice collided fiercely!
No stalemate, no explosion!
That "arrow" imbued with terrifying malice was like ice and snow thrown into a furnace before the supremely yang and powerful thunder. It was instantly evaporated, purified, and completely torn apart into countless wisps of dissipating black smoke!
"Boom——!!!"
Half of the wall collapsed inward as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, with bricks and stones mixed with rotten wood chips bursting and collapsing!
Smoke and dust billowed into the sky! Countless night birds that had been roosting in the ruins were startled and scattered in all directions with screams!
Smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring visibility.
Wang Ye was still in shock, his heart pounding like a drum, his back instantly soaked in cold sweat. Just a moment ago, he had clearly smelled the scent of death!
He suddenly looked at Lin Shen, only to see that the other party was still in the position of raising his finger, with a few small, not yet completely dissipated arcs of electricity dancing on his fingertip.
The smoke and dust had not completely dissipated, and the ruins were filled with brick dust and the ozone aura left by the thunder.
Wang Ye leaned against the cold, crumbling wall, cold sweat soaking the back of his Taoist robe. The invisible array of Feng Hou Qi Men swirled rapidly beneath his feet, ready for battle.
In this moment of utter tension and deathly silence—
Swish!Swish!Swish!
Three figures appeared without warning in three directions surrounding the two, like ghosts!
The three of them were wearing rough and brightly colored plastic masks: one of them was Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, with a bared mouth and fiery eyes.
A dignified and solemn Tang Sanzang, with a red dot between his eyebrows, resembling the Sandalwood Merit Buddha;
There is also a fat, big-eared, long-nosed, big-eared Clean Altar Messenger, Zhu Bajie!
The three were positioned with great care. Sun Wukong's mask was placed in the Kun position (southwest), Tang Sanzang's mask occupied the Li position (south), and Zhu Bajie's mask was placed in the Zhen position (east), forming a stable triangular formation that subtly surrounded Lin Shen and Wang Ye in the center.
A heavy, mountain-like energy field, yet with a strange, flowing quality, instantly enveloped the area. The air seemed to thicken, and the dust beneath the three people's feet silently swirled outwards, outlining three slowly flowing, interconnected Qimen Dunjia charts!
Different kinds of Qi spread out—Sun Wukong's was as fierce as fire, Tang Sanzang's was as calm as an abyss, and Zhu Bajie's... even carried a strange twist and slippery feeling.
"Three warlocks?"
Wang Ye's heart sank. The chill from being locked in by the darkness had not yet subsided when he was surrounded by three uninvited guests who knew Qimen Dunjia and wore comical masks. This feeling was terrible!
His muscles tensed instantly, the Feng Hou Qi Men chart beneath his feet shone brightly, and the huge four-panel phantom rotated at an accelerated speed, emitting a deep hum!
He was almost about to immediately switch gears and launch a counterattack!
"Wait!" Lin Shen stopped Wang Ye's actions.
Lin Shen's gaze was sharp as lightning, quickly sweeping over the three highly recognizable masks, especially the one in the middle wearing a Tang Monk mask.
Although the other party deliberately concealed their abilities, the subtle control over the Qimen Dunjia formation, which originated from the depths of their bloodline and was almost instinctive, and the "qi" unique to top-tier sorcerer families, were like hidden marks that quietly shimmered beneath the mask.
The target is... Wang Ye?
Lin Shen seemed to know who these people were.
This also includes knowing who the figure in the darkness is.
The next moment, Lin Shen moved.
His movements were as fast as a ghost, yet they carried a leisurely ease.
There was no lightning explosion, no piercing shriek; he simply took a step, his figure becoming slightly blurred like a reflection in water, before becoming clear again, standing firmly outside the edge of Wang Ye's Feng Hou Qi Men Dun Jia!
He even landed right on the edge of the Life Gate position in the game's flow, only three steps away from Wang.
Wang Ye stared in astonishment at Lin Shen, who had suddenly broken free of the encirclement: "Brother Lin?!"
“The three of them are all high-level sorcerers,” Lin Shen’s voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the Qi field blockade formed by the three of them together, with an undeniable calmness. His gaze passed over the three of them and fell back on Wang Ye. “The target is you.”
He tilted his head slightly, raising his chin towards Wang Ye, his face showing no worry whatsoever. A faint, almost expectant smile even played at the corners of his lips, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing an upcoming spectacle.
"I'm not getting involved."
“Perfect timing,” he paused, his gaze sweeping over the Feng Hou Qi Men chart at Wang Ye’s feet, a hint of pure curiosity or even…encouragement in his eyes?
"Let me see the real 'Feng Hou Qi Men'."
"......Depend on!"
Wang Ye's expression instantly crumbled, shifting from extreme vigilance to a near-collapse of helplessness. He raised his hand and vigorously scratched his already somewhat disheveled hair, letting out a long, exaggerated sigh.
"Boss Lin! You...you just washed your hands of it way too easily!"
He glanced at the three masked men who were firmly locked onto him, feeling the pressure of their three distinct yet perfectly complementary auras pressing down on him like an impenetrable wall. He muttered with a troubled expression, "Today was already an inauspicious day according to the almanac, and I really didn't want to get into a fight..."
Despite his complaints, the languid sleepiness in Wang Ye's eyes vanished completely like the receding tide after that sigh.
Instead, there is a calm, deep pool-like presence, yet it contains a confident edge capable of changing the world!
"Oh... okay!"
Wang Ye stood up straight, his hands seemingly casually hanging at his sides, but his hand gestures subtly changed.
The enormous, endlessly spinning blue-white Feng Hou Qi Men Dun Jia plate beneath his feet suddenly dimmed, and all the strange phenomena vanished instantly, as if they had never existed.
But a more profound, more vast, and terrifying aura, seemingly connected to the pulse of the earth beneath his feet and in harmony with the movement of the starry sky above, silently emanated from his tall and imposing body!
"Since there's no way to avoid it,"
Wang Ye's gaze swept over the Sun Wukong mask, the Tang Monk mask, and the Zhu Bajie mask in turn, his tone as calm as stating a given fact, "Then... let's stretch our muscles."
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Chapter 111 The Three Scoundrels of the Zhuge Family
Wang Ye had barely finished speaking!
"Kun character - Tuheche!"
With a loud shout, the masked Monkey King launched the first attack!
He slammed both hands down on the ground!
It wasn't an illusion; it was a real earthquake!
The solid ground beneath Wang Ye's feet seemed to come alive, instantly transforming into a raging torrent of mud and rocks!
The enormous wave of earth, carrying immense force, was like an awakened earth dragon, opening its ferocious maw and lunging fiercely at Wang Ye!
Its momentum was so fierce that it could devour a small house in an instant!
Dust and gravel were whipped up by the violent air currents, obscuring half the sky!
"Li character - fireflies flowing light!"
The masked Tang Sanzang's hands formed a mudra, his movements swift and precise, like a butterfly flitting among flowers!
Countless tiny, blazing red sparks appeared out of nowhere, densely packed, like a swarm of scarlet insects before a summer downpour!
These sparks did not drift randomly, but were compressed to the extreme by an invisible force the moment they appeared!
With a hissing sound, each spark transformed into a deadly beam the size of a pinhead, yet as bright as a miniature furnace!
They didn't attack in a straight line, but instead drew countless tricky and eerie scorching trajectories in the air, like an interwoven net of death light, instantly enveloping all of Wang Ye's dodging space! The air smelled burnt!
"The character '震' (zhen) – ionization!"
The sound emitted by the Pigsy mask had a peculiar buzzing quality!
She pushed forward with both hands!
There was no dazzling light, no violent energy!
But an extremely strange shockwave that distorted space, like an invisible giant hammer, slammed hard into the spatial nodes around Wang Ye!
In that instant, the flow of time around Wang Ye seemed to be forcibly dragged into a quagmire!
The three wonders combine to seal the heavens and the earth!
The Tuhe car owner was trapped, killed, and suppressed; the firefly-like light master pierced and cut; the ionization master controlled!
The coordination was flawless, and the timing was perfect!
This is a killer move that the best of the younger generation of the Zhuge family have been working on for many years!
Ordinary experts, even top-tier superhumans, would likely perish on the spot facing this trinity of attacks that encompass physical strikes, energy penetration, and spacetime control!
Lin Shen stood outside the scene, his pupils contracting almost imperceptibly.
The power and ingenuity of this combined attack far exceeded expectations.
But he remained unmoved, his gaze fixed even more intently on Wang Ye. He wanted to see how to break this "impossible" situation!
Just as the earth dragon's massive jaws were closing, the fire net was about to pierce through, and spatial stagnation reached its peak—