"..."

Li Qingfeng subconsciously stayed away from Tongxin Chuan. With the other party's uncanny ability, if he continued to follow him, he would be beaten to death sooner or later.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Feng Yan, who was about to walk into the crowd in despair, almost started to overflow with blood from his already red face.

He rushed back to the table in two or three steps, clenching his fists.

His eyes widened, he gasped for air, and finally he turned to Senior Brother Yan for help.

"call."

Yan Wencheng ignored him and looked at the little girl in front of him quietly.

I saw Xu Qing'er twirling her fingers expectantly, without even the slightest hint of fear.

Show off your skills...

Looking back at the silent Elder Sheep, Yan Wencheng withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and shook his head with a smile, and then waved his hand to disrupt half of the formations that had been deployed.

It was an ordinary Divination Formation Formation.

I saw his palm waving again.

The formation talisman, which was dozens of times more complex than before, quietly landed on the formation disk.

It is also the Void Return Realm grand formation, and it is also part of the grand formation.

And unlike the Iron Painted Silver Hook, a test question deliberately left by the Forging God Tiansi, Yan Wencheng relied on his own experience to change the formation talisman, imitating the childlike appearance of Chuan Xin, and doubled the difficulty of the formation again.

"..."

Tong Xinchuan stared at the formation plate closely, her pupils shrank, and then she felt a little regretful.

Didn't I go a little too far just now?

But facing a behemoth like the Qingyue Sect, he could only use the killing formation with iron painted silver hooks. If he had used other formations, he might not be able to defeat the solid hard power of these allied sect monks.

To say it was a narrow victory would not be a strange thing.

He glanced at Ah Qing awkwardly. Fortunately, the little girl's mind was on the formation board.

"What the hell is this?"

Outside the hall, Liu Qianyun heard the movement and couldn't help but look inside.

She held her forehead as she felt a slight headache.

I just wanted to find some peace and quiet, and I didn't expect to cause trouble.

She quietly entered the temple, came to Elder Yang's side, and whispered again.

But this time.

Elder Sheep seemed not to hear, and ignored this beautiful deacon who had an elder's biological father.

He would never take the initiative to attack his most valued disciple.

A win is a win and a loss is a loss.

What's going on with letting the water go?

Is it possible that the face of a so-called "sect leader" who has just returned to the void is more important than the Taoist heart of his disciples?

"You just wait to be punished!" Liu Qianyun glared at him helplessly.

"Elder Liu attaches great importance to rules. I don't think I have done anything wrong." Elder Yang is not afraid of threats at all. The entire sect knows Elder Liu's character.

As he spoke, Yan Wencheng had already stopped and pushed the array plate in front of the little girl: "Please."

No matter the expression or movements, they are exactly the same as the childlike Chuan Chuan before.

If he said he didn't mean it, no one would believe it.

There was a smile on Feng Yan's pig-liver-like face again. Senior Brother Yan planned to vent his anger on him today!

However, the next moment, his eyes widened.

The little girl nodded seriously, and then poured her soul into the formation disk without even thinking, and quickly condensed many formation-breaking objects.

"..."

Yan Wencheng sighed in his heart.

Also setting up the formation in front of him, Feng Yan could only stare with wide eyes, but this little girl was already thinking about how to break it when he was setting up the formation.

This difference is not that big.

Of course, thinking is thinking, whether it is knowledge, experience, or formation attainments, these things cannot be made up for by xinxing.

Xu Qing'er soon fell into trouble.

But the excitement on her face became more intense, as if she had encountered some precious delicacy and was savoring it carefully.

As time goes by.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her face gradually turned pale.

The other disciples looked on blankly, and could only deduce the situation from Senior Brother Yan's expression.

Yan Wencheng looked focused and slowly clasped his hands on the table.

Elder Yang also stood up, walked down step by step, stood behind Xu Qing'er, and unconsciously began to stroke his beard.

Finally, a palm rested on Ah Qing's shoulder, interrupting her attempt to break the formation.

"Well?"

Xu Qing'er looked back blankly.

"Let's stop here." Shen Yi pushed away the formation plate in front of her.

Yan Wencheng suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him closely.

Elder Sheep also shook his head with some dissatisfaction. The idea of ​​breaking the formation was all right. Unfortunately, due to the state of Qi training, the strength of the soul was too low to sustain it.

"Oh well."

Xu Qing'er wiped her sweat and was about to get up, but her steps staggered slightly and she fell into Shen Yi's arms.

She instinctively wanted to stand up, but hesitated for a moment, as if her body suddenly lost all strength.

"Don't pretend."

Shen Yi rolled her eyes and carried her to a seat to sit down.

With his current strength, it is impossible to see the consumption of this little girl. She was completely stuck on the line and interrupted it. If he continues, it may really damage the soul.

"oh--"

Ah Qing pouted and sat down obediently.

The other disciples were still confused and didn't say anything. What was going on?

But the formation must have not been broken, so Senior Brother Yan should have won.

Tong Xinchuan glanced at Yan Wencheng with a strange expression, then suppressed her laughter and sat back pretending to be calm.

"..."

Yan Wencheng exhaled and slowly stood up.

How could such a serious matter such as the formation turn into an intimate atmosphere inexplicably.

He looked at Ah Qing again: "There's only one last step left, please hold on a little longer."

The words were not spoken yet.

Shen Yi suddenly looked over casually.

Elder Yang silently cast his gaze on this disciple, feeling quite helpless. The little girl had indeed seen through the useless formation talismans that Xiaoyan had deliberately added. The so-called last step did not mean that he could really break the formation.

But once you take this step, the rest is just a matter of time, maybe months, maybe years, but the result is destined.

Such a blow may be a bit too sudden.

"Forget it, go back and sit down."

Elder Yang stretched out his hand to pull him to his side and patted Yan Wencheng on the shoulder: "Realm is also a part of strength. You are also focused on the Void Return Formation. You have not studied it deliberately in the God Transformation Realm. You can barely count it. Tie.”

As soon as these words came out, it was like cold water exploding in hot oil, and there was an uproar in the hall.

Feng Yan looked at Ah Qing in disbelief. What does it mean to be barely tied? In other words, it means overwhelming others with strength, but actually losing in formation.

"I……"

Yan Wencheng closed his eyes, opened his eyelids after a moment, and held his hands towards Ah Qing: "Don't deceive yourself, Yan is not as good as others."

"But those things just now are indeed not Yan's strengths."

He changed his voice and turned his gaze to Shen Yi next to him: "Fellow Taoist is also in the realm of returning to the virtual world. Please give me some advice."

Li Qingfeng had not yet reacted, but Tong Xinchuan and Xu Qing'er had expectations in their eyes. Shen Yi's formation skills were well known and she was the best in the Nanyang Sect, but they had rarely seen each other's formations in person.

"..."
To be continued...