In the desolate desert, three figures suddenly appeared without causing any disturbance.
This time there was no Bai Jinyi, only Ye Yuxi, Long Xiaopang, and Heifeng Tianzong.
"This is it." Long Xiaopang gestured around.
Heifeng Tianzong looked around, used his mental power to explore, and nodded solemnly: "The mental power detection can't go beyond five hundred meters. There are special restrictions in the sky. The surrounding terrain is the same but slightly different. The terrain conditions here are very suitable for the department. Terrain formation.”
"Tianzong, is there anyone in Heifeng Town who can arrange this kind of formation?" Ye Yuxi suddenly said from the side.
If a certain force sets up this kind of formation around the sect, it will definitely be impregnable!
If there had been this kind of formation around the White Mansion, they wouldn't have lost so embarrassingly in front of the Ghost Ramon.
Ye Yuxi had a good idea, but Heifeng Tianzong shook his head decisively after hearing her question.
"This method of formation layout has been lost a long time ago. It takes too much time to arrange terrain formations and has extremely high requirements on those who set up the formations. In addition, this formation is not a powerful killing formation, so few people are willing to learn it. , was lost thousands of years ago.”
Ye Yuxi raised her eyebrows, "When the old man told you these stories, did he ever mention to you what conditions are needed to set up this kind of formation?"
"My grandpa told me many years ago. I can't remember it clearly, but one thing I remember is that if you want to deploy this kind of terrain formation, you have to control the spiritual beasts! It's impossible to deploy it with human power alone." Heifeng Tianzong recalled. road.
Controlling spiritual beasts
Ye Yuxi raised her eyebrows again and looked ahead, controlling the spirit beast...
In a daze, Ye Yuxi remembered that when the fire spirit first evolved, it had controlled hundreds of birds at its command. Perhaps the Tianfeng clan could really control spirit beasts.
But now, I don’t know what happened to the fire spirit...
The three of them chatted for a while and then set off again. Before setting off, Long Xiaopang went to the salan grass and made a mark to prevent it from coming back again.
Although he got clues about breaking the formation from Heifeng Tianzong, Long Xiaopang did not try rashly, but led the two of them to move forward in the same way as before.
The moonlight was hazy, and there was only the sound of the rustling footsteps of three people in the desert. Half an hour later...
"Master Long." Ye Yuxi suddenly stopped beside Fatty Long and nuzzled at Shapo who was standing aside.
A saran grass swayed gently there, seeming to announce the defeat of several people.
"Wait for me." Long Xiaopang was not discouraged and trotted over to the Salanella plant, squatting down and looking for something.
Only this time, Fatty Long squatted there for a little too long. For a full minute, Fatty Long didn't make any movement. His white and tender hands were pressed on the ground, as if he was groping for something.
"Master, is Master Long forced to have a problem by the terrain here? Why is he not moving there..." Heifeng Tianzong came to Ye Yuxi's side and carefully looked at Long Xiaopang's back.
The tens of thousands of troops in that story died in this kind of terrain formation! Sometimes desperate situations can drive people crazy.
The moonlight was hazy, the surroundings were filled with gray mist, and coupled with the boundless desert, it really felt a bit scary.
"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Yuxi frowned slightly, but she also felt that Long Xiaopang's behavior was a bit strange.
With a tap of her toes on the sand, Ye Yuxi floated forward a hundred meters and came to Long Xiaopang's side, "Master Long, what's wrong?"