The wreckage of the three Spirit Energy Cannons is still emitting black smoke.
Lin Feng jumped off Earth Dragon's back and patted its neck.
"Stay here and don't come in."
Earth Dragon barked twice and lay down outside the valley entrance.
High in the sky, Fierce Vulture folded its wings and landed on a rock protrusion at the top of the valley wall, commanding the sky.
Lin Feng turned around and faced the entrance of the rift valley.
The cold air came out from inside and stung my face.
The temperature is dropping rapidly.
This level of cold is enough to be fatal to ordinary people.
But Lin Feng is no ordinary person.
The Indestructible Golden Body in his body was running on its own, and a layer of pale golden light film emerged on the surface of his body, blocking out the chill that soaked into his bone marrow.
He stepped inside.
The sound of footsteps echoed between the narrow rock walls.
The rift valley is getting narrower and narrower, and the rock wall above the head is pressing lower and lower.
The light quickly dimmed, leaving only the occasional light spots seeping out from the gaps in the rock wall.
That was the Ore Vein seepage from Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water, which visibly condensed into a thin layer of ice on the rock wall.
Lin Feng's mental power has already seen everything ahead clearly.
Six Martial Saint are distributed in six locations in the cave.
Psychic Sealing Grand Formation, covering the entire cave space.
Qian Weiguo myself is in charge of Formation Eye.
But he still walked in step by step.
Walking very slowly.
As slow as a walk.
He even took the time to look down at a strange-shaped ore at his feet, then kicked it away and continued forward.
This calmness is more unsettling than any provocation.
--
The end of the rift valley.
The space of the cave suddenly opened up.
In the center of the cave, a cold pool lies quietly there.
Mist is lingering on the surface of the lake, exuding an extremely cold atmosphere that makes teeth chatter.
Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water.
Lin Feng's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the cave.
He looked around.
Empty.
There was nothing but cold light and diffuse fog.
At least that's what it seems.
"I know you're here."
Lin Feng spoke, his voice was not loud, but it could be heard far in the empty cave.
There was deathly silence in the cave.
No one responded.
The breathing of those killers hiding in the dark is still so weak that it almost disappears, and their breath blends perfectly with the rocky environment.
They won't expose themselves just because of a few words from their target.
They are dead soldiers and have received the harshest training.
Before receiving instructions, they can lie in the same position for three days and three nights without moving.
Lin Feng didn't wait for their response.
He took another step forward.
Entered the cave.
The moment his feet hit the ground.
Buzz!
A low humming sound came from the soles of my feet and from the rock walls in all directions!
Those Spirit Pattern nodes embedded throughout the cave are activated at the same time, and invisible threads are intertwined and tightened in the space, weaving into a giant network that covers the entire cave.
Psychic Sealing Grand Formation, started.
A heavy pressure instantly enveloped Lin Feng's whole body.
It acts directly on the spiritual sea.
It was as if a giant hand was pressing hard on his brain, trying to cut off his mental power from the source.
At the same time, six figures moved.
There are no signs.
Six black figures slid out at extremely fast speeds.
They were wearing a form-fitting black soft armor with silencer Spirit Pattern engraved on it, which made no sound when moving.
The weapons in his hands are all different, but the blade of each weapon is glowing with a dark green light.
Quench poison.
Martial Saint-class poison-quenching weapons, even if they only scratch a layer of skin, the poison will spread to the whole body along the blood within three seconds.
They have only one goal, the vital point of Lin Feng.
Throat, back of heart, temples.
Every blow is aimed at killing someone.
Deep in the cave, behind the boulder.
Qian Weiguo pressed his hands on the formation Core Node. The screen in front of him was broken, but he didn't need the screen.
The formation itself is his eyes.
He can feel the position and status of every living thing within the coverage area of the formation.
"Soul-Suppressing Grand Formation."
Qian Weiguo whispered the name.
This thing cost all the merit points he accumulated in Hidden Cultivation Society.
Specialized Psychic Master.
If a fifth-grade mind master is in the formation, his mental power will be directly paralyzed.
The mental power of a sixth-grade psychic master was suppressed by at least 50% in the formation, and he could not even stably drive a Flying Daggers.
Seventh grade?
There are no seventh-grade telepathy masters in the entire federation.
So this formation is a sure kill.
"No matter how strong you are, if you enter my formation, you are still a piece of meat on the chopping board."
Qian Weiguo pressed hard on the formation nodes with his fingers, inputting more energy and blood, pushing the power of the formation to the highest level.
Buzz buzz!
The pressure inside the cave rose sharply.
The air has become thicker.
The speed of the six Martial Saint dead soldiers was also slightly affected, but they had taken the spell-removing Elixir that comes with the formation in advance, and the impact was minimal.
And Lin Feng.
In Qian Weiguo's perception, Lin Feng's mental power fluctuations are rapidly attenuating.
Qian Weiguo's breathing became rapid.
"It works! This formation works for him!"
He tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart and continued to increase his output.
"The dead man is already close to you and his mental power has been suppressed. How else can you fight?"
--
Inside the cave.
Six weapons arrived at the same time.
The dagger in the hand of the dead soldier closest to Lin Feng had cut through the air less than three inches in front of his neck.
The venom on the blade even left a tail mark in the air.
The hook at the back has already latched onto his back.
The daggers and chains on the left and right sides blocked all the space for him to dodge.
Dragnet.
There is no way back.
Dying.
In Qian Weiguo's perception and the judgment of the six dead soldiers, this young man should be a dead man at this moment.
The mental power was suppressed and Flying Daggers could not be driven. It was surrounded by six sides and there was not even a gap.
A certain death situation.
However, Lin Feng moved.
He took half a step forward.
Half step.
Just half a step.
His body passed through the death circle woven by six weapons.
The blade of the dead man with a short sword grazed his Adam's apple, missing by less than an inch.
But it is this inch that determines the distance between life and death.
Lin Feng raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and held the wrist of the dead soldier.
"Crack."
The sound of a broken wrist was particularly clear in the cave.
Before the dead man even had time to scream, Lin Feng had already grabbed his neck with his left hand and twisted his arm.
"Click."
Cervical vertebrae fracture.
The whole process takes no more than one second.
The first dead soldier is dead.
The remaining five people showed no signs of panic.
Their training allowed them to adjust their formation the moment their companions were killed. The five of them quickly distanced themselves and re-formed into a tighter encirclement.
But Lin Feng didn't give them time to reposition themselves.
He carried the body and threw it towards the second nearest dead soldier.
Indestructible Golden Body.
Lin Feng The bones all over his body made a crisp sound, and golden light erupted from the body surface.
His speed and strength surged to a ridiculous level at this moment.
The second dead soldier turned sideways to avoid the flying corpse of his companion, threw out the chain, and wrapped it around Lin Feng's right arm.
Lin Feng didn't hide.
The moment the chain was wrapped around him, he held the chain with his backhand and yanked hard.
The second dead man was dragged forward by the huge force and rushed forward involuntarily.
He reacted very quickly, letting go and abandoning the chain, and at the same time stabbed Lin Feng in the abdomen with the dagger in his left hand.
The dagger stabbed into the abdomen covered with golden light.
It penetrated about a millimeter.
Then, the tip of the blade broke.
Lin Feng's knee hit the dead soldier's chest.
The whole person's sternum collapsed, and the body flew three meters, hit the rock wall, slid down, and never moved again.
The second one died.
Behind the boulder.
Qian Weiguo's hands began to shake.
His perception clearly told him that Lin Feng's mental power was indeed suppressed.
Level 5, or even lower.
The formation has not failed.
But.
"Taijutsu?"
His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"How can he, Psychic Master, be so strong in physical skills?!"
No one can answer him.
Another muffled sound came from the cave.
The head of the third dead soldier was slapped into the stone wall by Lin Feng.
The fourth one tried to sneak attack from behind, and his claws scratched the clothes on Lin Feng's back, but only left a white mark on the golden skin.
The next second, his entire arm was turned over by Lin Feng, and bent at an angle that the human body structure should never appear.
The screams echoed for less than half a second.
Because Lin Feng's palm has been pressed on his Tianling Cap.
Use force.
The fourth.
dead.
The remaining two dead men finally wavered.
No, to be precise, it's fear.
They are death warriors and are not afraid of death.
But they are afraid of meaningless death.
The physical strength of the young man in front of him completely exceeded all the descriptions in the intelligence.
After being suppressed mentally by Psychic Sealing Grand Formation, not only did he not become weaker.
Instead, it looks like a wild beast that has been released from its restraints.
The fifth dead man gritted his teeth and pulled out his last trump card from his waist.
A black iron ball the size of a fist.
Spirit Burst Bomb.
Detonate at close range and die together.
He grabbed the safety bolt and threw himself towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng sideways.
He pinched the Spirit Burst Bomb with his right hand accurately and folded his five fingers.
In the golden palm, Spirit Burst Bomb trembled violently twice.
Then, it was crushed.
The energy inside that had not yet had time to detonate was dissipated bit by bit under the suppression of golden light.
The fifth dead soldier froze in place.
Lin Feng's other hand had already slapped his chest.
Bang.
The person flew out.
When he landed, he had no breath.
The last dead soldier turned around and ran away.
Not running towards the cave exit, but running in the direction of Qian Weiguo.
He is asking for help.
But he only took three steps.
A hand reached out from behind and clasped the back of his neck.
Lin Feng's voice came from behind him.
Very light.
Very flat.
"Is your minister at the back?"
The dead man didn't answer.
His neck has been broken.
Six Martial Saint dead soldiers.
From the first one to fall to the last one to die.
No more than three minutes before and after.
It was quiet in the cave.
Only the sound of mist rolling over the cold pool and Qian Weiguo's increasingly heavy breathing were left.
Lin Feng let go of his hand and let the last corpse fall to the ground.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the huge boulder deep in the cave.
Mental power is suppressed, and the range of perception is greatly reduced.
But he doesn't need mental power to find Qian Weiguo.
In that direction, there are nodes with the densest array energy fluctuations.
And behind that node, there was a person trembling.
Lin Feng took a step forward and walked towards the boulder.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the cave.
For a moment.
For a moment.
For a moment.
Every step is like stepping on Qian Weiguo's heart.
A loud shout came from behind the boulder.
"Turn up the power! Turn it up to the maximum!"
Buzz!
The pressure on the formation soared again.
Lin Feng paused for a moment.
Then, keep going forward.
Qian Weiguo's voice has changed its tone.
"It's impossible... you have been suppressed below level five..."
Lin Feng did not respond.
He walked to the boulder and stopped.
One punch.
Boom.
The boulder, which weighed at least dozens of tons, split in half from the middle and collapsed.
Among the gravel and smoke, the figure of Qian Weiguo was exposed.
His hands were still pressed on the formation nodes, and the expression on his face was extremely distorted.
Lin Feng stood on the gravel and looked down at him.
"Minister Qian."
"This formation of yours can indeed suppress my mental strength."
"But you seem to have forgotten one thing."
Qian Weiguo stared at him, his lips trembling, unable to say a word.
Lin Feng bent down slightly and moved closer.
"I can use more than just my mental power."