Yang Ji was stunned. An indescribable feeling filled his heart. Yang Ji felt a huge shock. It turned out that he could really do it.
——He can actually control the Storm Sword Sea!
A huge joy filled his heart, and Yang Ji was ecstatic. But when Yang Ji tried to control other swords, a sudden change occurred, buzz! His eyes went dark, and the vision in Yang Ji's eyes quickly shrank and became dim.
In just a blink of an eye, Yang Ji's shoulders shook and he was separated from the control ball.
"Huh? What's going on? How come you suddenly separated from the control ball and lost your vision?"
Yang Ji stood blankly in front of the control ball, his palms still stretched out and close to each other, and he was filled with surprise. This scene was really beyond his expectation.
Yang Ji quickly checked and found that the blood in his body was peaceful and there was nothing abnormal in his spirit. Everything looked very normal.
"What on earth is going on? Is it because the mental energy I input has been exhausted?"
Yang Ji thought of the ebb-like feeling at the last moment, which usually only occurs when he is about to run out of magic weapons, blood and energy.
But before that, there was no strange phenomenon, not even any sign. It was completely separated from the control ball.
"Is it because I wanted to control the flying sword in the demon-suppressing formation, so I consumed a lot of mental energy in an instant, so I broke away from the connection with the control ball?"
Yang Ji frowned and thought hard. After much deliberation, there was only one option.
"It doesn't matter, try it or not, just give it a try and you will know."
Yang Ji stepped forward again, stretched out his hand, and placed it on the surface of the control ball. Buzz! His eyes dimmed. The previous scenes were repeated again, and Yang Ji's consciousness was once again connected to the entire demon-suppressing formation.
Yang Ji saw the great Asura roaring in the core area on the ground, and also saw the evil prince and the others. When his perspective changed, Yang Ji's eyes once again appeared densely packed with thousands of swords, as numerous as crucian carps crossing the river.
This time Yang Ji was prepared, and a steady stream of mental power was poured into the metal ball.
"Try and control a sword in the storm sword sea. I wonder if it will be shaken out this time?"
Yang Ji thought to himself and tried to control one of the flying swords again.
"Buzz!"
Soon, a fifth-level martial arts flying sword suddenly stopped in front of Yang Ji, as if it had received some kind of order, and was suspended in the sword formation.
At the same time, Yang Ji clearly felt that the mental power inside the control ball was reduced by part. This change was very obvious.
Yang Ji controlled another sword, buzz! Soon the second sword suddenly stopped and floated in Yang Ji's field of vision.
And the mental power also decreased again. Yang Ji found that this change was not continuous and calm, but a large part was reduced in an instant, just like an apple that was suddenly bitten twice.
At the same time, Yang Ji clearly felt that his mental strength had weakened a bit.
"As expected. It turns out that trying to control specific and subtle parts of the formation will put an extra burden on your mental power. Your mental power will be drastically reduced."
Yang Ji suddenly realized. He suddenly discovered that the way the core control room was used was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
Yang Ji originally thought that as long as he found the core control room, he could quickly control the entire demon-suppressing formation, such as using his arms and fingers.
But now it seems that the truth is obviously far from the truth.
The demon-suppressing array has hundreds of thousands of specific and minute parts, and controlling each part requires an additional amount of mental energy. Therefore, to be precise, the control ball can only control a single area and part at a time.
In order to completely control the hundreds of thousands of structural parts of the entire demon-suppressing array, the amount of mental strength required to control this array with just one arm and one finger is completely astronomical.
Yang Ji could completely imagine what kind of height it was. Even the legendary Martial Saint was probably far from reaching this standard. Looking at this ancient formation, he could only sigh in despair.
Yang Ji believes that his mental power is far superior to other generals. Even compared with the evil prince, Yang Xuanlan and other proud men of heaven, he is not inferior, or even better. But if he wants to control the entire formation, it is almost impossible.
It's an impossible task.
"No wonder my father said in the letter that this demon-suppressing formation can indeed bring huge benefits, but it is by no means omnipotent. It is almost impossible to use this formation to eliminate all enemies within the formation.
Mission accomplished.”
Yang Ji sighed deeply in his heart. He now somewhat understood how to use this control ball. Although it was somewhat different from the infinite power he imagined, the value of this control center was still huge.
However, if you want to use this sphere to deal with enemies in the formation, you must have extremely powerful and accurate analysis and computing capabilities. If Yang Ji wants to kill the great Asura and deal with Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince and others, he must also think carefully.
It only works after many calculations.
This not only refers to calculating how to use the functions of the demon-suppressing array, but also needs to take into account the reactions of the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan.
The disciples of Yang Xuanlan, who are as powerful as the evil prince, have extremely sharp reactions. They can wake up before the autumn wind arrives. With only a few signs, they can detect it immediately and take action in advance.
"It requires precise planning."
A sharp light flashed across Yang Ji's eyes. To be safe, Yang Ji conducted another careful experiment. Yang Ji found that in addition to the storm sword formation, he could also control the stone door and metal chamber outside, but the area and number controlled each time
It is restricted, and the farther the distance, the more mental energy is consumed.
In addition, the more powerful the target controlled, the greater the mental energy consumed.
"Boom!"
A strange door was running deep in the earth like a domino. Yang Ji watched these strange doors moving rumbled along a certain trajectory under his control, and laughed.
Now Yang Ji vaguely knows how to deal with Yang Xuanlan and the evil prince. This formation is not just a simple deduction of the Qimen formation, it also hides other changes.
If Yang Xuanlan and Prince Xie Dao thought that they had almost figured out some changes in the formation, they would be completely wrong.
"Now, we just have to find a way to deal with the great Asura."
Yang Ji's heart was filled with thoughts, and without much hesitation, the field of view in Yang Ji's eyes changed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was fixed on the top of the Storm Sword Sea, high up, like a king overlooking the four ninth-grade flying swords in the Eight Wastelands.
"The only way to deal with the Great Asura is to get close to these four flying swords!"
Yang Ji looked at the four flying swords expectantly and thought to himself. The closer to the core of the demon-suppressing formation, the stronger the restriction and the greater the energy and power it contains.
In terms of power, the entire demon-suppressing array is obviously the most powerful ones. These four ninth-grade flying swords are the most powerful ones. This kind of martial master-level sword kills a character like the Skeleton Ghost King just like killing a dog.
The Great Asura is so powerful, but when it comes to these four flying swords at the level of a warrior, he dare not even touch them. This is the biggest power of imprisoning the Great Asura.
Moreover, these four Martial Lord-level divine weapons are integrated with the Demon-Suppressing Formation. Even though the divine weapons are sharp, they also possess the majestic earth energy of the Demon-Suppressing Formation. Their energy is endless and they can attack endlessly.
Go down.
Even a martial saint would probably have to hang his head when faced with such a combination of attacks.
"I just don't know if I can control these four flying swords?"
Yang Ji felt a little uneasy. Only by controlling the sphere could he feel the power contained in these four martial master-level swords.
The energy of the earth from all directions is like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, constantly stopping at the tops of the four Martial Lord-level flying swords, and then pouring down.
Compared to what Yang Ji saw on the surface, the energy contained behind these four swords was boundless and vast. It was the power of heaven and earth.
Yang Ji's general-level strength is insignificant compared to it. The gap in realm and strength between the two sides is too big, and Yang Ji doesn't know if he can use and control these powerful martial-level weapons!
“Give it a try!”
Yang Ji's mind moved, and his field of vision quickly switched to the four high-level martial arts weapons. From the perspective of energy, each of the four swords was unfathomable and boundless. It was like the sun hanging high in the sky.
Yang Ji tried to control one of the swords, but the master of the four swords did not move at all. For the first time, Yang Ji felt an unusually strenuous feeling, like a man who was overestimating his ability and tried to lift a building.
Like a heavy mountain.
Yang Ji's expression changed. If he couldn't control these four swords, it would be basically impossible for him to defeat the Great Asura.
This is the most direct and effective attack method in the entire demon-suppressing array.
"Try again."
Yang Ji gritted his teeth and added in the amount of mental power. The majestic mental power roared, flying down from Yang Ji's mind like a tide, passing through his chest and piercing his arms. Finally, it entered the control sphere and connected with the big body.
The formations merge.
The mental power input into the sphere consumes a geometric multiple. Unlike other fifth-grade and sixth-grade flying swords, the difficulty of controlling these four martial master-level swords is far beyond Yang Ji's imagination.
The four Martial Lord-level divine weapons were like four solid fortresses, unable to move an inch no matter how hard Yang Ji tried.
Now Yang Ji is not sure. According to his father's calculations, he will only enter the great formation when he is twenty years old. In other words, the Great Asura has already been refined by that time and there are no bones left, so there is no need to go there by himself.
deal with.
In other words, in his father's calculations, although the information about the core control room was left in the letter, he never thought that he would control four martial master-level flying swords to deal with the Great Asura. That was beyond the realm of possibility.
own scope of abilities.
"If that's really the case, it would be troublesome."
Yang Ji also changed his expression slightly. This is no longer a question of whether he can deal with the great Asura, but a question of death between you and me.
If Asura cannot be killed, all three of them will be trapped in this demon-suppressing formation. Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince and others will be trapped to death on the ground, and he will be trapped to death in this core control room.
——The exit and entrance of the core control room are at the same place, which is at the feet of the great Asura.
"Damn it! I hope it won't be like this."
Yang Ji felt nervous. At this point in the plan, he had no choice but to persist.
Yang Ji gritted his teeth, mustered up all his mental strength and swept away without reservation.
"Buzz!"
Time became extremely long at this moment. I don't know how long it took, but just when Yang Ji was about to give up, suddenly, there was a loud booming sound in his ears.
Just in Yang Ji's field of vision, the ninth-grade Martial Supreme Divine Weapon, which had a cold light, was as powerful as a prison, and was unfathomable, suddenly trembled, and with it, the ground in the entire core area shook.
"How is this going?"
On the ground, at the edge of the Storm Sword Sea, the Evil Prince and Yang Xuanlan waited for a long time. Suddenly they felt a tremor under their feet, and their eyes opened violently.
La Lai!
Above his head, something seemed to fall down. The evil prince stretched out his fingers and wiped it on his shoulder. He just glanced at it, his whole body was shaken, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "It's dust, mud!" (To be continued, please search Gone with the Wind!
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