The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 296 Get out of the way! Old Shen is coming out! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!
"cough……"

"Cough cough cough..."

"Help... help..."

Shen Le exposed one of his knuckles and tried to hook it again and again. A muffled, extremely vague voice came from below:

"Help me..."

He raised his hands high, trying to hold the earth element. The copper sheet in his palm suddenly exerted force, and with a slight shake, it sucked in the spiritual essence of the earth element like a whale sucking in water.

Shen Le felt his hand lighten, and the overwhelming force that was crushing him down instantly disappeared. Before he could even begin to feel happy, there was a rumble, rumble, rumble above his head...

The rocks crumble, the soil crumbles, the gravel crumbles…

It rolled down with his head as the center.

Shen Le blocked left and right, dodged forward and backward, and could only protect himself from being hit on the head by the big rocks, but he had no way to escape from the circle.

When the dust settled, he was completely buried in the sand and gravel. Only one finger was sticking out, moving from time to time, indicating that he was still alive and needed rescue!
And he couldn't even yell for help. Not to mention that his chest was almost filled with sand and gravel, leaving little space. When he opened his mouth, sand and dirt poured into his mouth!
Shen Le tried his best, but he could only use his left hand to block a space in front of his mouth. He tried his best to make a muffled sound:
"Help……"

"Mr. Shen, hold on! Hold on! We are here to save you!"

The monk brother was outside, taking a deep breath and shouting. Thanks to Shen Le's arms supporting the sky, he jumped out at the last moment and was not pressed down.

Seeing a finger constantly moving on the pile of stones, he gently jumped up and pinched the tip of the finger to indicate "I saw it", then jumped down again and tried his best to move the stones:

Move away!

Throw it far!

Move it away again!

Throw it farther!
Faster, faster, faster!
Although the golden rescue time is 72 hours, that is for a large number of victims trapped underneath and the situation is unclear. As for this one, the sooner they are dug out, the better!
Who knows whether Shen Le was injured, had a fracture, was bleeding heavily, or had a brain injury?
Even if he wasn't injured, he was buried in the pile of dirt like this, almost like being buried alive!

If it is buried too firmly and breathing is obstructed, problems may occur in a matter of minutes!
"Someone come quickly! Come and help dig! Someone is buried down there!"

He shouted loudly as he moved the stones.

There were a lot of footsteps all around, and countless people were running over. Then, the monk was seen with his whole body covered in gold and bronze. His palms were flying, and he was constantly shuttling around the pile of rocks:

Press and hold, exert force, press and hold, exert force, press and hold, and exert force again!

Push a rock away!
Push another piece away!
Push another piece away!
It doesn't need to be pushed too far, as long as the stone rolls down from the pile and doesn't hinder Mr. Shen's breathing!

They were about a hundred meters away from the crowd, and a normal person could reach them in a dozen seconds at most if they ran as fast as they could - the passing score for the 100-meter race for college students is 12.8 seconds.

The fastest runner had just arrived nearby when he saw a pile of stones scattered around the mound. The big ones were about the size of a hug, while the small ones were as big as a human head.

Half of Shen Le's arm was exposed from the pile of rocks, and he swung it left and right, constantly pushing against the rocks. The monk was sweating profusely, panting slightly:

"Mr. Shen! Please hold on a little longer! It will be done soon!"

"No need! Get out of the way! I'm coming out!!!"

Shen Le raised his voice. The monk's face changed, and he immediately jumped back and waved his arms to stop him:

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Get away!"

The monk was filled with awe. Mr. Shen had fought against the earth element before, and he was superior to him in terms of strength, speed, and other aspects. It was obvious that he had a very solid foundation.

The only thing that is not as good as his is probably his moves which are not that good. They are just swinging horizontally, smashing straightly, and chopping diagonally.

However, this kind of cultivator is likely to have powerful spells. Once he has adjusted his breathing, he may be able to activate the spells and split the rock.

The pile of rocks that were split apart by his spell flew in all directions. How powerful could that power be?
Inexplicably, a huge stone appeared in the mind of the monk. It was 36 feet 5 inches high and 24 feet in circumference. It had nine holes and eight holes on it, according to the nine palaces and eight trigrams...

One day it suddenly burst, and then, whoosh——

The lights are waiting for the lights, the stools are waiting for the lights, the lights are waiting for the lights, the stools are waiting for the lights - dang dang dang!
This is still considered good. What if it was the Five Elements Mountain on his back... How far did Tang Seng retreat at the beginning?

Three miles?

Five miles?

In short, if you don’t retreat far enough, the power of the rocks exploding will probably hit you on the head and make you bleed if you stand next to the pile of rocks!
"Retreat quickly! Retreat quickly!"

He opened his arms, stopped the people who were rushing to save people, and shouted loudly. The fast runners just reached the edge of the stone, but he stopped them and made them turn around and run back.

I ran five meters, ten meters, twenty meters in one breath, with rocks rolling down my back.

Then, one arm appeared, and then another. The rocks shook, the sand rolled, and a dusty guy leaned on the rocks, leaning left and right, and crawled out in a panic:

"Ahem, ahem... I told you guys not to come and help me!"

When the rocks fell, the small oil lamp retracted the electric net in time, which protected him from being buried too tightly.

However, the power of earth and stone is most effective in restraining the power of lightning. The small oil lamp tried its best, but it could only create less than an inch of space next to Shen Le, ensuring that his breathing was not obstructed.

Next, they had to rely on the cooperation from inside and outside to push away the pile of earth and rocks and slowly climb out... "Oh, sorry..."

The monk rushed back, stood on the pile of rocks, and reached out to pull. He pulled Shen Le out like pulling a carrot, half explaining and half complaining:
"You were the one who said we should get out of the way - I thought you were going to blow the rocks away!"

"You think I'm a monkey!"

Shen Le kicked hard, pulling his thighs, calves and knees out little by little.

Really, he asked people to get out of the way just to prevent the rocks from rolling down and hitting ordinary people who were not strong enough, he didn't say to let the monk run away too!
Just because he holds a flagpole and smashes the earth element, it doesn’t mean he is a monkey!

After a long struggle, Shen Le finally escaped, and fortunately, apart from being a little dusty, he was not injured.

He moved his arms and legs, said "thank you" to the monk, identified the direction, and rushed to the second level of the formation!

To have such a big mess, something terribly wrong must have happened on the second level of the formation.

Even if he couldn't handle the incident, he could at least help save a few people, save more people!

Shen Le circulated his inner strength, and the golden round bead in his dantian spat out a stream of heat, rushing out wildly. A tiger leaps, a deer runs, and after a step of about ten feet, a gust of wind blew by his side, and in a moment he reached the second level of the formation:

Looking around, the powerful attack force was still very useful, at least it had stabilized the front line.

Machine guns roared, artillery fire roared, and various spells and lights flashed.

There was also an Alloy Boss charging left and right at the front line, like the strongest MT. Wherever there was a loophole in the defense line, he would roar and charge forward:

"roll!"

"roll!"

"Get away!"

"This is not a place for you to run wild! You are a bunch of dead people, you are already dead, so don't make trouble here!!!"

Shen Le watched patiently for a while, but saw no signs of defeat, nor any chance of victory for the time being.

He walked around the battlefield and finally found a place similar to a command post. He pulled a guard and whispered:
"How did the fight start? What's the situation now? Can we find the other side's command?"

"We can't talk about this... this..."

"Can you let me in and ask?"

"That's definitely not possible! You are——"

They only spoke in low voices for a few words, but it had already alarmed the command post.

A middle-aged man who looked like an officer came out of the makeshift shed, glanced at Shen Le's face, and immediately walked over quickly:

"Mr. Shen, can you help me? There is a tough enemy on the other side, and we have been unable to defeat it. It seems that you can control the thunder--"

Shen Le was led into the center of the command post. On an electronic sand table, light and shadow intertwined, and various icons kept moving and jumping.

The middle-aged man pointed at a strange beast on the sand table, across the defense line, that looked like a bird and a mouse, but had a pig's tail, and said anxiously:

"This thing is flying too fast. Our artillery shells can't lock onto it, and our machine guns can't break the black air on it. Many monsters seem to be controlled by it, and it can even control the dead..."

Shen Le stared at the sand table for about ten seconds, and saw it shrinking behind the defense line, darting back and forth on the sand table like a phantom.

Hiding behind rocks, hiding in bushes, hiding behind some huge monster, only occasionally showing its head.

Several lines of fire swept around it, but they just couldn't lock onto it. Occasionally, they hit it, and black air flew everywhere, but it seemed that they couldn't break its defense...

"The ability to control the dead is probably a feminine power, and the most feared is the masculine thunder..."

Shen Le murmured. The middle-aged man was overjoyed:
"That's right! That's right! That's it! Mr. Shen, can you give me a hand?"

"Qingdeng, can you lock onto this monster? Can you hit him?"

Shen Le asked in his heart. A ball of silver light jumped out of the backpack, circled above his head, and rose up again:
[It’s a bit far! I want to go over and take a look! ]

It floated out suddenly. After a moment, it floated back quickly:

[The place is a bit big and messy, I can't find it... Can I talk to the sandbox? Or, which drone is staring at it? ]

Ah this… whether the sandbox can answer you is a question.

Besides, what if you mess up the sandbox and the command system here collapses?
Shen Le had no choice but to translate Xiao Youdeng's words. The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, turned back to talk for a few words, and said with emotion:

"Ask! If all else fails, we still have a backup command system!"

The silver light happily sank into the sandbox. The entire virtual sandbox dimmed slightly, and then suddenly lit up.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of lightning pierced the sky and the earth, crossing the battlefield!
　The cat from Fengling Yueying Sect is here!

　　If the cat didn't use Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, he would almost die at the hands of the monsters...

　　The cat is lost...

　　When will Fengling Yueying Sect release a small map?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)