Chapter 125: Ghost Hitting the Wall?

When the bean-sized raindrops fell on Lin Fan, they were all immediately bounced away, as if there was a protective shield on the surface of Lin Fan's body.

"Energetic outward?"

The chief asked, he had only arrived here today, and he hadn't had time to check their details yet.

"Well, Lin Fan has mastered the method of releasing qi. ”

The chief groaned a little and said, "Lin Fan's personal combat strength is good, but his personality is too withdrawn and not suitable for life in the army. ”

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Qinren asked tentatively.

The chief stood up, paced and said, "The special combat team that has always acted in groups is not suitable for him, and the dragon thorn is more suitable for people like him. But he was too young to train for another two years. ”

Dragon Thorn!

Xiao Qinren, who was shouldering one wheat and two stars, heard this name, and was in awe, and his expression was full of admiration and respect!

If we say that these seven special combat teams are the face of the Chinese army, they are a powerful weapon to compete with the special combat teams of various countries.

Then the "Dragon Thorn" is the trump card of the Huaxia Special Forces!

This special unit, with less than thirty people, are all the top talents in China in the martial arts world, the magic world, the science and technology world, and other aspects!

The captain of the Dragon Thorn, that is a peerless master of the half-step God Realm, the existence ranked seventh on the heavenly list!

Congenital, foreign is also known as the realm of God!

"Can he really get into the dragon thorn?"

Xiao Qinren still asked with some disbelieving.

The chief shook his head and said: "This is not good, I think he has this potential, whether he can enter the dragon thorn or not is not up to me, he can only enter if he passes the test."

However, he seems to be setting up a formation, and the way of the formation has been withering day by day, so I don't know what kind of formation he can put up. ”

Lin Fan was a little heartbroken and placed the pieces of spirit stones in the direction of the "Little Ecstasy Array", but when he thought of the large number of spirit stone fragments after winning the first place, he had some expectations.

The cultivation resources on the earth are really too scarce, thinking that at the beginning, Lin Fan didn't even look at the low-level spirit stones, let alone the broken spirit stones.

The resources in the small world are simply not exhausted.

In fact, if you are a person who is advanced in the formation and does not stick to the materials of the formation, you can form a formation with one wood and one stone, and you don't know how many people are trapped.

The small ecstasy array is by changing the surrounding environment, so that people walk in it like falling clouds, unable to find the direction, and almost wandering in the same place in the array, like a ghost hitting a wall, unable to get out of this place.

The most important thing is that they are all martial artists, there are no large-scale spells, as long as they don't hit the dead mouse and hit those half-buried spirit stones in the soil, it is useless, and Lin Fan doesn't have to worry that this array will be broken quickly.

......

The rain gradually stopped.

The sky gradually brightened a shallow white.

In the jungle, explosions continued to sound, and people were constantly injured by the bombing.

However, none of the teams gave up on any of their companions.

They supported each other, encouraged, took firm steps, held their heads high, and walked to the point step by step.

Even those Transformation Strength Grandmasters were very embarrassed at the moment.

Zhao Dongcang still led the team to the front, but his gray hair and ragged clothes couldn't stop his resolute look.

Since they are the most front-line special combat team, they encounter the most dangers, and all kinds of smoke grenades, bombs, and mines are endless.

However, the members of the Purple Dragon Special Combat Team never had a word of complaint.

They are the strongest, and they will always be number one!

These sufferings are nothing!

Walking in the back is the Qinglong Special Combat Team.

They were beaten the worst, and they were even the last ones on the board.

However, instead of showing any frustration on their faces, all of them were smiling very happily.

One of the team members reached out and wiped the sweat oozing from the pain on his face, and said happily: "I'm so fucking happy to hear those explosions in front of me!"

Another member of the team bent down and lifted his shoes, and said with a smile: "Yes, blow them up! Let them be arrogant just now!"

Someone else said: "This is still thanks to our captain! Otherwise, we should be bombarded like before, and the most fucked-up thing is that we are still at the bottom! Now we can turn over and sing as serfs! The captain is amazing! He was able to come up with such a bad idea!"

"Presumptuous! The captain came up with an idea, can that be called spoiled? That is a brilliant idea!"

"Yes, yes, great idea!"

"Acting captain, let's rest, the brothers are tired. ”

Liang Yuanba stared into the distance, and he admired the new captain even more.

One person, a thousand people!

"Don't you want to see for yourself how the captain rubbed them to the ground?"

"Yes!"

Thinking of this, everyone once again mustered up the courage to move forward and walked towards the place where the artillery fire was in front of them.

Dawn has finally arrived!

The white belly of the fish on the horizon turned out a big one.

Zhao Dongcang finally led the team to two hundred meters from the entrance of the finish line.

To reach the end, you have to walk through that path.

At this time, there was a person sitting at the intersection.

It's Lin Fan!

Zhao Dongcang snorted coldly: "What, you still want to stop all of us alone?"

Lin Fan didn't open his eyes, and said lightly: "I kindly remind you, I have set up a formation here, can you go over, you will only know after you have tried." ”

Formation?

Everyone was confused for a while, after all, the formation is something that is often said in metaphysics, but they are martial artists and have never come into contact with the so-called formation.

Zhao Dongcang's eyes flashed, others didn't know the formation, but he had heard of it.

As a disciple of the Zhao family of the Outer Sect, he had heard a little about the battle method, but he had never seen it.

Legend has it that the formations have some incredible effects, and they are magical.

"Will you set up?"

Zhao Dongcang asked uncertainly.

Lin Fan's eyes were not opened, and he was silent.

"Captain, I'll try! Maybe there's a trick!"

One of the team members immediately stood up and saluted and shouted.

Zhao Dongcang glanced at him, and nodded slightly.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted angrily: "Captain Lin, put away your conspiracy and tricks! In the face of absolute strength, all spells are scum!"

After speaking, he ran forward and rushed straight towards Lin Fan, his hands turned into claws, it was Dacheng's eagle claw skill, with a whirring sound, extremely powerful, enough to destroy gold and broken stones!

Come on!

The members of the Purple Dragon team are cheering him on, if they can let Lin Fan, who is so trusted, suffer a loss, it will be enough for them to be happy.

However, just when his body was still more than fifty meters away from Lin Fan, Lin Fan's palm turned slightly, and the Ecstasy Array suddenly activated!

The team member suddenly lost his direction, and the whole person ran like a headless fly, but he couldn't get out of the ten-meter radius!

"Shhh

Everyone gasped in unison.

What kind of sorcery is this?

How can a person not be able to touch the north for no reason?

Could it be the legendary ghost hitting the wall?

A creepy feeling rose in everyone's hearts, and the back was faintly alternating between cold and hot, oozing panic.

(End of chapter)