The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

Among those who have enjoyed Lao Zhang's special acupuncture.

Only Wu Sheng said yes.

Everyone else was afraid of Lao Zhang and avoided him.

Of course...the elders of the Wu clan had mixed opinions on Lao Zhang, because Lao Zhang did cure him, but it also made him lose the dignity of a man, even though he was old and no longer needed.

But I put it on, it doesn't really get in the way.

"Let's keep climbing."

"Exercise well."

Lin Fan waved his hands and led the large army to continue climbing up.

For others, coming here is risky, and life is in danger at any time, but in Lin Fan's mouth, that is mountain climbing, there is no way, a powerful person may really be able to do whatever he wants.

distance.

"Damn it!"

Mo Wu's face was livid, his injuries were a bit serious, the mysterious flying sword damaged his origin, even if he was a saint, once his origin was damaged, it would take a long time to recover without the treasures of heaven and earth.

The surrounding clan disciples dare not speak too much.

They knew that the Mo Wu saint was very angry, and being so insulted by the other party was completely slapping the saint in the face again.

Practice to such a state.

Even if he encounters a powerful starry sky clan with a higher realm than him, he doesn't need to be so humble, but what he has encountered now completely makes his own saint feel ashamed.

All he has to do now is pass the situation back here.

The strong, the strong must come.

Otherwise, the current situation cannot be suppressed.

...

Because the power of the battle between Lin Fan and Mo Wu has long attracted everyone's attention, and most of the strong people already know that there are violent shocks resounding in the distance.

Such is the battle between the strong.

At the same time, let more powerful people know that they must be careful and must not be careless, otherwise they will be unable to save themselves if they encounter trouble.

on the trail.

Sun Xiao held his mobile phone and took pictures of the surrounding situation. Only when he was with Lin Fan could he have such an opportunity to take pictures in such an aboveboard manner.

The water friends in the live broadcast room have long been convinced by Lin Fan's strength.

Idol-level existence, can it be that simple.

At the same time, I envy Sun Xiao's luck.

By the idol's side, there is absolutely no problem with safety.

while walking.

suddenly.

Lin Fan stopped, and found that the people following him stopped for some reason, as if they were fascinated by something.

"What's the matter with you?" He asked curiously.

It's just that no one paid him any attention.

The elders of the Wu clan and others all looked in one direction, their eyes were a little dull, as if they were affected by some kind of influence.

"Little Treasure..."

"Old Zhang..."

Lin Fan shouted, but found that they didn't respond at all.

What exactly is going on.

The water friends in the live broadcast room also exploded at this time.

"what's the situation?"

"Gou Zeixiao didn't move no matter what."

"They seem to be in trouble."

"Why do idols move? Does it depend on the person?"

"Fart, they say this is a historic site, it must be very dangerous, why are they all acting like idiots, and there is nothing wrong with idols, that's because our idols are strong enough."

"The explanation was perfect and said everything I thought."

At this time, no one knew what was going on at the scene.

Lin Fan was a little confused.

Everyone went well.

Why is this happening all of a sudden.

subsequently.

He stood in front of Lao Zhang, leaning his head against Lao Zhang's head, and followed his line of sight.

Smart way.

Who dares to say that the people who came out of the Qingshan Mental Hospital have low IQs? That is your misunderstanding of the mentally ill.

Look at how smart our Lin Fan is.

Even if he thought of such a clever solution, he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, without the slightest hint of complacency.

"There……"

He found that in Lao Zhang's sight, on a hill not far away, there was a dilapidated ancient clock. The ancient clock stood in the pavilion, and it was dilapidated due to disrepair.

Nothing fancy.

It looks normal.

soon.

Lin Fan stood in front of the dilapidated ancient clock, tilted his head to look at it, but didn't see anything strange.

"It's all rusted."

He reached out and stroked the ancient clock.

immediately.

Boom!

A dull, deep, soul-stirring bell sounded throughout. The sound of the bell reached the sky and descended through the Nine Nether Hells. It was no longer an ordinary bell.

The creatures in Changbai Mountain heard the bell.

Countless mutated beasts looked up to the sky and roared angrily as if they were frightened. The roar was deafening, and the aura they emitted shocked the mind.

Many people turned pale.

It wasn't the bells that made them feel uncomfortable, but the roars of these beasts made them feel terrible.

How could there be such a terrifying beast in Changbai Mountain.

Bai Jiao, who was hiding under the Tianchi Lake, was startled.

The body that had been shrunk to the extreme, shrank a lot because of the bell, and hid directly in the shell, not daring to move.

"Who is looking for death, dare to go there."

Baijiao lived in Changbai Mountain for countless years.

He knows where he can go and where he can't go.

He is a cheerful white flood dragon, a little baby who has transformed into a dragon. He just squats and guards his baby, waiting for it to mature. He doesn't want to fight for other things, because he can't fight.

The danger is too high.

The loss outweighs the gain.

at this time.

When Lin Fan touched the rusty ancient clock, his thoughts were drawn to a mysterious space, no... this is not a mysterious space, but a special illusory space formed by a group of strong men from ancient times who argued here, and the residual power scene.

"Old Zhang..."

"Little Treasure..."

"hen……"

"Where are you……"

The surrounding environment is not unfamiliar, it is the place they arrived at, but it gives him the feeling that this place is like returning to Changbai Mountain thousands of years ago.

go!

go!

Noisy sound came into the ears.

look up.

In the distance, a group of people sat cross-legged under the ancient clock, and the noise came from there. Looking carefully, everyone seemed to have not noticed Lin Fan, arguing loudly with the people around them.

Under the ancient clock, there are two figures that are particularly conspicuous.

It was as if the two teachers were giving lectures to the students below, or it could be said that the two had a high status and were sitting on the top seat.

One was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, and the other was a darker-skinned, strangely dressed person who looked a bit Buddhist. He was arguing with an old Taoist. Every time he opened his mouth, Buddha lotus descended and enveloped everything around him.

If other people encounter this situation like Lin Fan.

You will definitely find this place special.

After the Buddhist man finished speaking, he motioned to the old Taoist to discuss the Tao with him, and the people sitting below, some were elegant, some had no desires, all kinds, just like the ancestors of various families.

But after the Buddhists finished speaking.

Some have the Buddha's light behind their heads, and their hair falls off without a knife, worshiping Buddhism.

Ancient books did not record this scene.

No one knows that this is a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. The local Taoist sect resists the invasion of foreign beliefs, but falls into a disadvantage. It seems that there is some mysterious force controlling all this.

Lin Fan did not hear these noisy voices.

to him.

Far less important than finding them.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" Lin Fan saw Lao Zhang and others sitting in a row, and they looked at the Buddhist man sitting beside the ancient clock with blank eyes.

He muttered unintelligible scriptures.

Lin Fan came to Lao Zhang and took his hand, "Old Zhang, let's go, what are you doing?"

Nothing happens.

But the hen on the side was shouting 'cuckoo', very rhythmic.

"Hen, where's your hair?"

Lin Fan saw that the hen was naked, without a hair, and didn't know what happened.

The evil rooster is not determined, so he escapes into Buddhism with a single Buddha name, and then shaves off his hair to become a Buddha chicken.

In the past, no matter what, the hen would pay attention to Lin Fan, but now she doesn't even pay attention, making Lin Fan unable to understand what happened.

"We shouldn't be here."

Lin Fan shook his head, feeling that they were bewitched by something, then he picked up the hen and took Lao Zhang's hand...

And at this moment.

The noise dissipated.

brush!

brush!

The people who were still noisy just now looked at Lin Fan in unison.

The old man sitting cross-legged beside the ancient clock dissipated.

Buddhists and Taoists looked at Lin Fan.

There was an astonishing power in his eyes, as if the whole world was pressing on him.

fierce.

anger.

etc.

All kinds of eyes fixed on Lin Fan, the meaning was very clear, you can't take them away.

"What are you looking at me for? They are my friends, and I will take them away." Lin Fan said without any fear.

He felt that these guys seemed to be a little malicious.

Not like a nice guy.

It's just that he is not the kind who likes to judge a person with the naked eye.

It takes some contact to know what kind of person the other person is.

The Buddhist monk sitting beside the ancient clock gently patted the ancient clock.

Boom!

Boom!

The ancient clock was vibrating, and the sound was transmitted, forming sound waves, which spread towards the surroundings like waves.

This is the heart-stopping bell.

No one can resist.

"It's your business for you to ring the bell, but I want to take my friend away. You can't stop this. If you force my friend to stay, I will be rude to you."

The voice just fell.

Lin Fan stomped his foot on the ground, the power was transmitted, and there was a cracking sound, a crack seemed to come alive, like a snake, it twisted and spread towards the ancient clock.

When the gap spread to the side of the ancient clock, the Buddhists lowered their eyebrows, and a ray of light bloomed.

"The sea of ​​bitterness has no limit, turn your head and keep going."

Operation is very simple.

It's like everything is played back in time, the cracks dissipate, and it's as if nothing happened.

If ordinary people encounter such a situation, they will definitely be unable to stop it.

pity……

This kick was stepped on by Lin Fan. It's hard to imagine how terrifying the force was. Instead of dissipating, the crack penetrated the light and spread directly under the ancient clock.

Click!

The ancient clock buzzed, vibrated, and then cracks appeared, the sound was crisp and harsh.

brush!

The people who were clearly looking at Lin Fan turned their eyes to Gu Zhong.

Some showed joy.

Some regret it.

Some are a relief.

Only the Buddhist man sitting by the ancient clock stared at Lin Fan with glaring eyes, and finally his figure became more and more blurred, and the surrounding scene rippled and gradually disappeared.

Everything is back to how it was before.

"What happened just now?"

The elder of the Wu clan woke up immediately and looked around in confusion.

A little confused.