The wind in the wilderness carried rough sand and dust, blowing on my face like fine sandpaper.
Every time Earth Dragon's four hooves hit the ground, they would leave a shallow pit on the cracked ground.
The huge body ran wildly at a speed that was not suitable for its size, leaving the scenery behind it far away.
Lin Feng sat on the dragon's back, his body as steady as a mountain, letting the strong wind blow the corners of his clothes.
High in the sky, Fierce Vulture's figure turned into a small black dot, its sharp sight covering a wider area, acting as the top scout.
An hour later.
Earth Dragon's speed slowly slowed down.
A hint of chill began to seep into the surrounding air, dispelling the heat of the wasteland.
Lin Feng looked up.
Not far ahead, the terrain suddenly sank, forming a long, narrow and deep rift valley.
The entrance to the rift valley is like a huge mouth that preys on people, and it is dark.
Wisps of white cold air escaped from inside and condensed into a thin layer of frost at the mouth of the valley.
Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water.
The place where the coordinates point is right here.
Earth Dragon stopped a hundred meters away from the entrance of the rift valley, scratched his hooves uneasily, and sprayed two thick white gases from his nostrils.
It instinctively senses the danger lurking ahead.
Lin Feng turned over to the dragon and gently patted Earth Dragon's neck to signal it to calm down.
He was in no hurry to get closer.
He just stood there and slowly closed his eyes.
The next second.
The indescribably huge Sixth-Grade Psychic Power was like a flood that broke a bank, centering on him and spreading out in all directions silently.
A three-dimensional world with a radius of five kilometers was constructed in his mind in an instant.
The shape of the gravel, the direction of the wind, the trajectory of every particle of dust in the air, everything was clearly presented in his consciousness with a clarity that transcended vision.
On the map constructed with mental power, three high-energy reaction points were first lit up.
There are excellent vantage points located to the left, right and directly above the entrance to the rift valley.
The mental "perspective" is instantly narrowed.
Under the shelter net disguised as rocks and sand, three gun barrels were clearly visible.
The body of the cannon is completely black, with the complicated Spirit Pattern engraved on it, and the muzzle is condensed with a dazzling energy light group.
Large military Spirit Energy Cannon.
The calibrated angles of the three muzzles locked the area of less than ten square meters at the entrance of the rift valley.
As long as any life form steps into that range, what will greet it will be a saturation bombing that can level a small mountain to the ground.
This is the first level of killing.
Simple, crude and unreasonable.
Lin Feng's consciousness did not stop at all and continued to penetrate downwards.
The spiritual power passed through the thick rock formations and entered the deep underground rift valley.
What hit my face was an even more biting chill.
At the end of the rift valley, a huge underground cave suddenly opened up. In the center of the cave was a cold pool emitting a faint blue light.
Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water, right there.
But there was no peace in the shadows around the pool.
Six groups of weak but extremely solid Qi and blood were burning quietly.
They almost blended into the surrounding shadows, their breathing was so long that it almost stopped, and their heartbeats were suppressed to the lowest frequency.
Any scan of Psychic Master will easily ignore them as ambient background noise.
Martial Saint.
Six.
A well-trained death warrior who lives specifically for assassination.
They lurked in six locations in the cave that were most suitable for launching a surprise attack, forming a perfect crossfire network.
Once Spirit Energy Cannon's bombing fails, as long as the target enters the cave, they will burst out in an instant and launch a thunderous close-quarters kill.
This is the second level of killing.
Insidious and deadly.
However, Lin Feng's mental power saw something deeper.
Within the entire underground cave, surrounded by the six Martial Saint killers and three Spirit Energy Cannon, an invisible network enveloped everything.
Dozens of secret Spirit Pattern nodes are embedded in the rock walls, ground, and even domes of the cave.
They are connected to each other by energy threads that are invisible to the naked eye, forming a large and sophisticated formation.
The energy fluctuation of the formation is very special. It does not target the human body and does not cause explosions.
All its power points to a spiritual level.
Psychic Sealing Formation!
Once activated, this formation will instantly create a spiritual vacuum area, forcibly suppressing, interfering, and even disrupting the mental power of all mind masters in the area.
Flying Daggers will lose control and his telekinesis will collapse.
The attack method that Psychic Master is most proud of will be completely abolished here.
This is the real killer move, a desperate plan tailor-made for him, "Psychic Master".
Lin Feng's mental power traces all the way along the energy flow path of the formation.
Soon, he observed the core of this huge formation.
Behind a huge rock not far from the cold pool, a figure was sitting cross-legged.
His breath was not hidden at all, like a torch in the dark night.
His hands are pressing on the Core Node of the formation, and he is personally presiding over the operation of this dragnet.
Qi and blood characteristics, mental fluctuations...
Lin Feng You don't even need to see his face clearly.
Qian Weiguo.
Three levels of killing rounds, interlocking with each other.
First use psychic heavy artillery to carry out covering bombing, forcing the target to hide in the only entrance.
Then six Martial Saint assassins will encircle and kill them in the cave.
Finally, Qian Weiguo personally presides over Psychic Sealing Grand Formation, completely cutting off any possibility of resistance from Psychic Master.
It's perfect.
It is invulnerable against any Martial Saint, even those who have been famous for a long time in the military region.
Anyone who dares to step in is bound to die.
What a pity.
They miscalculated one thing.
Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the sunlight came into view again.
He looked at the entrance to the deep rift valley ahead, as if looking at a sieve full of holes.
A very light sneer escaped from his lips.
He turned around, raised his hand and patted Earth Dragon's scaly head with leisurely movements.
"It's our turn."