At this moment, outside Luo Qu's Eighteen Pans, Yong Lanyi closed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking. wWw,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,COmBut everyone can feel his murderous intention. The monks present all understand that what Yong Lanyi is waiting for is no longer the Tonghai Religion's competition results. What he is waiting for is the man named Ye Mo. The monk is waiting for Ye Mo to come out.
At this time, more and more monks were being teleported out of Luoqu's Eighteenth Plate. Apart from the two people from Haitong Sect who were attacking the ninth plate, Canghai Palace had the most monks. Jing Xuecheng from Canghai Palace has passed the tenth set and entered the eleventh set. In addition, there are two others who are in the ninth set.
As for the Haixiu Alliance, except for Ye Mo and Meng Qi who left their names on the ninth set, the best of the other contestants only passed the eighth set, and all other contestants were wiped out.
Wangcang stared at the huge stone tablet on the periphery with a gloomy look. Meng Qi was fine, and she and Ye Mo had entered the tenth set again, and they had not yet engraved their names on the pass of the tenth set.
If the two monks from the Tonghai Sect who made it to the ninth set had both engraved their names on the ninth set, then the Haixiu Alliance would still be the last one this time. He even suspected that Ye Mo deliberately didn't leave his name because he was angry with him for not saving him. If this is the case, he will kill Ye Mo before Yong Lanyi can kill him.
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Ye Mo stopped at the first trapped formation in the 16th set. The formation methods were ever-changing. Even if they were the same top-level eight-level formations, the methods used were different and the effects were completely different. This does not mean that an eighth-level formation master can definitely ignore eighth-level formations.
What's more, Ye Mo already knows that the eighth-level formations in Luoqu's Eighteen Pans are anything but ordinary. And he was sure that if he hadn't experienced it from low to high in the previous fifteen games, he would have directly faced the eighth-level formation in the sixteenth game. Even if he could break through it, it wouldn't be a short time.
So he stopped at the first trapped formation. It wasn't that he couldn't break the trapped formation, but that he wanted to have a deeper understanding of the advanced formations here to lay a solid foundation for entering the seventeenth set. .
Meng Qi sat quietly practicing behind Ye Mo. She didn't even collect the seventh-level spiritual grass next to her. She understood the danger now.
In the sixteenth game, Ye Mo studied the formations one by one. He didn't even have the thought to collect those spiritual herbs. Ye Mo also knew that once he was unable to pass the eighteenth set, what awaited him would definitely not be a good thing. The sixteenth set, which could have been completed in one day, took Ye Mo three full days. Three days later, he took Mengqi to the seventeenth set.
"Senior Brother Ye, are you a ninth-level formation master?" After entering the seventeenth game, Meng Qi finally couldn't help but ask. Because she felt that the level 8 formation in the sixteenth set did not cause much trouble to Ye Mo. The reason why Ye Mo stayed in the sixteenth game for three days was because he spent more time studying the formations inside.
Ye Mo shook his head heavily and said: "I am not a ninth-level formation master yet, I am only an eighth-level formation master."
Meng Qi was shocked when she heard Ye Mo say that he was an eighth-level formation master. An eighth-level formation master under a hundred years old was really shocking. Don't say that your master couldn't think of it, even if Ye Mo admits it. No one dared to believe it. But she believed it because Ye Mo had already passed sixteen rounds.
But then he became more panicked. Ye Mo said that he was not at the level of a ninth-level formation master, which meant that he had no confidence that he could pass the 18th set. In the sixteenth game, it was all eight-level complex formations, and in the eighteenth game, it was obviously a nine-level formation.
"Senior Brother Ye, you, what do you mean..." Meng Qi didn't dare to ask.
Ye Mo knew what she wanted to say, and said with a calm smile: "That's right. I really wasn't sure about the 18th set. But now that I'm standing in the 17th set, it means I still have a chance. Who can Sure. I can’t advance to level nine formation master here?”
Meng Qi looked at Ye Mo in a daze. She didn't expect that Ye Mo actually planned to advance to the ninth-level formation master here. No wonder he had to study the low-level formations for a long time. But even if he is given 18 days to study these formations, will he be able to advance to the ninth level of formation master? Eighteen days, not eighteen years, let alone one hundred and eighty years.
Meng Qi was speechless, but then she thought, since Ye Mo can reach the eighth level of formation master within a hundred years, who is sure that he cannot advance to the ninth level of formation master in eighteen days? And looking at Ye Mo's appearance, he was far from even fifty years old. Thinking of this, Meng Qi couldn't help but ask again, "Senior Brother Ye, are you fifty years old?"
Ye Mo was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why Meng Qi suddenly asked this, but he still shook his head.
Meng Qi was speechless immediately. He was not even fifty, maybe he was only thirty or forty years old and he had already reached this height. In her own world of cultivation, there were many more talented monks than Luo Yue, but she had never seen such an outrageous monk as Ye Mo. He is terrifyingly young, his cultivation and formation level are both extremely high, and he is also a master of weapon refining.
But just when Ye Mo said a few words to Meng Qi, he found that he and Meng Qi were in a world filled with white mist, and he was suddenly shocked. This was the first time that he was trapped by the formation without discovering it.
Meng Qi also discovered this situation at the same time and immediately knew that she and Ye Mo were trapped by the formation. At this time, she did not dare to say anything at all. She even thought that the reason why she was trapped by the formation was because she had just found Ye Mo's words distracted Ye Mo's attention, so he regretted it greatly.
Ye Mo knew that this had nothing to do with Meng Qi. He was practicing the 'Three Lives Art' and he had done everything about forming pills in fights. How could he be affected by a few words? He knew that he really did not discover this trapped formation.
"Don't move, come closer to me. This is a level nine trapping formation, maybe it's an illusion formation." Ye Mo said in a deep voice. The reason why he didn't let Meng Qi move was because he knew that once he didn't understand the formation, the two of them might be separated instantly if they moved.
Once Meng Qi is separated from him, in addition to being strangled, there will be consequences of being teleported out. Neither of these two results is what Ye Mo wants.
Meng Qi gradually calmed down after hearing Ye Mo's words. She believed Ye Mo's words and didn't dare to move.
Ye Mo carefully released his consciousness, but found that his consciousness had no way to pass through the white mist, and was swallowed up when it entered the white mist.
At this moment, Ye Mo actually remembered the foggy valley in the 'Shayuan Medicine Valley', which was the same as devouring spiritual consciousness.
Ye Mo sat down and began to deduce this nine-level formation.
Meng Qi didn't dare to look at the surrounding scenery, but stared at Ye Mo without blinking. Then she felt that Ye Mo's back was slowly blurring, even getting further and further away. Meng Qi was so frightened that she immediately reached out and grabbed Ye Mo's clothes.
But what shocked Meng Qi was that she missed the opportunity. A powerful push came, and Meng Qi was horrified. She tried her best to block the push, but the push still got bigger and bigger. Obviously, she would be teleported out before long, and the next moment she took out the flying sword. Once she was about to be teleported, she would immediately use the flying sword to explode herself.
If she was teleported out and fell into Yong Lanyi's hands alive, Meng Qi couldn't imagine her tragic fate. Yong Lanyi is definitely a devil compared to his son Yong Wuzi and there are devils. In Tonghai Sect, he is the sky.
At this time, Ye Mo suddenly woke up and found that Meng Qi was not behind him, and he was also shocked. Meng Qi was teleported out, which meant that his idea of escaping from the eighteenth plate was leaked.
At this time, Ye Mo no longer cared that he had not thoroughly studied the formation, and threw out the formation flags in his hand one after another.
After a moment, the fog around him began to disperse, and the next moment he saw Meng Qi who was about to commit suicide with a flying sword.
Ye Mo didn't even think about it, he stepped over to Meng Qi, grabbed her flying sword, and at the same time protected her with his divine consciousness.
Meng Qi woke up suddenly. When she found out that it was Ye Mo who saved her, she couldn't help crying with joy. She wasn't afraid of death, she was afraid that falling into Yong Lanyi's hands would be even more terrifying than death.
"I'll carry you." Ye Mo knew that he had only scratched the surface of this formation, and fortunately, he was able to save Meng Qi. But being able to save Meng Qi this time does not mean that he can save Meng Qi next time.
Meng Qi nodded immediately, without any refusal this time. She didn't even wait for Ye Mo to say anything, and took the initiative to lie on Ye Mo's back.
Ye Mo took out a high-grade spiritual weapon ribbon and wrapped it tightly around Meng Qi. Then he sat down to study the formation again, and soon entered the state of selflessness again.
Ye Mo wholeheartedly used the 'Three Life Art' to deduce the ninth-level formation, trying to break through the realm of the ninth-level formation master, but Meng Qi could not calm down. At this time, she was tied to Ye Mo's back. No matter how powerful the magic formation was, it could not take her away.
The reason why she couldn't calm down was because Ye Mo was tied up too tightly, and her chest was completely pressed against Ye Mo's back. A masculine smell came from her, and she could no longer stop thinking about it.
She has never had any contact with male cultivators since she started practicing, and her personality is extremely shy. Not to mention that she was now in such close contact with Ye Mo, and she didn't dare to move. She was afraid that if she moved, it would affect Ye Mo's understanding of the battle method.
As time passed, Meng Qi felt that her whole body became weak, and she even had an indescribable feeling of pleasure. But she bit her lips and tried her best to control her trembling.
Just when Meng Qi was in torment, Ye Mo suddenly stood up with a loud roar, and the formation flag in his hand began to flow out continuously. Then Meng Qi felt the white mist surrounding her and Ye Mo that could be seen with the naked eye. The speed retreated and scattered, and finally became thinner and thinner.
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... ... (To be continued.)