Chapter 292: Formation Meets Spell
"Huh?" Gu Youning was puzzled, and gave him his hand according to his words.
Qinghuang grabbed her hand and put a mark on the cocoon, and a white light flourished, enveloping the two of them and bringing them into an unknown space.
The streamers flickered, painted into a series of silver woven ropes, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, forming the door to open the formation.
This kind of scene is no stranger to Gu Youning.
She knew that this was a symbol of the opening formation. I don't know how many times I have opened such a formation, and when I fell into the formation again, Gu Youning no longer had the panic I once had.
She looked around and saw the lines slowly drawing into solid objects.
Even, Gu Youning watched as a stone in her hand grew rapidly under the warmth of these lines, from the size of gravel to the point of being as high as her shoulders in a moment's effort.
"By the way, the formation is really peculiar, isn't it, Qinghuang." Gu Youning turned his head, but found that Qinghuan was no longer in place.
"Qinghuan?" Gu Youning turned around, but he didn't see Qinghuan's figure anywhere, "Qinghuan, Qinghuan?" Don't scare me, Qinghuan? ”
Only echoes rang in her ears.
Qinghuang, not here.
Realizing this, Gu Youning didn't rush to find him.
Qing Huang understands the formation, and now he also has his own immortal power, he will be fine.
comforting himself like this, Gu Youning's heart calmed down.
What is the purpose of his doing?
There is no problem with running fairy power; With a concentric fan, there is no problem; Only the function of the concentric fan to contact the clear fence is gone.
The formation that he had been robbed in before could not prevent him from using the concentric fan to contact the Qinghuan. Therefore, it is very likely that the formation he is in now does not have such a function.
I just made a sound, and I heard it, which means that I have no problem with my hearing.
In this way, there is only one way to prevent himself from communicating with Qinghuan: that is, to use a separate formation to make himself unable to hear Qinghuan's voice.
It is not difficult to cut off contact unilaterally, and whether Qinghuan has entered this formation or not is also two words, and the top priority is how to get out.
Gu Youning calmed down and looked at the surrounding environment.
I was now standing on a mountainside, silently silent.
The surrounding trees are very lush, but each one of them takes on a strange shape.
They all stretched branches and leaves in one direction, as if they had been cut in half out of thin air, and like unfurled flags, which could even be described as flat.
The ground was full of huge stones, and the trees grew out of the cracks between them.
What made Gu Youning feel even more strange was that except for a little mud and sand in the cracks of the stones, the top of the stones was very clean, and there was no dirty thing.
The stones are smooth and clean, and perhaps there is nothing too unusual about them, but the problem is that these stones are not smooth, or even very rough.
They have many small holes on them, as if fermented flour has been broken.
There are so many holes, and there is not a little dust in them, which really reveals a kind of weirdness.
However, Gu Youning quickly understood where this weirdness came from.
Not far away, a gray-yellow light flashed, and Gu Youning immediately felt an aura that made her extremely familiar—a charm.
It's all too familiar, it's a spell!
Before Gu Youning could rush towards the gray-yellow light, a strong wind suddenly blew in the flat ground, blowing whirring, and Gu Youning couldn't even open his eyes.