At this moment, on the periphery of Luo Qu's eighteen plates, Yong Lanyi closed his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking. But all the people could feel his killing intent, and the monks present all understood that what Yong Lanyi was waiting for at this time was no longer the result of the Tonghai Sect's competition, he was waiting for the monk named Ye Mo, who was waiting for that Ye Mo to come out.

At this time, there were more and more monks who were teleported out of the eighteen plates of Luoqu, and in addition to the two people in the Haitong Sect who were impacting the ninth plate inside, it was the Canghai Hall that had the most monks. Jing Xuecheng of Canghai Hall has already passed the tenth set and entered the eleventh set, and in addition, there are two people who are in the ninth set.

As for the Hai Xiu League, except for Ye Mo and Meng Qi who left their names on the ninth set, the rest of the contestants only passed the eighth set, and the other contestants were all wiped out.

Wang Cang stared at the huge stone tablet on the periphery with a gloomy face, Meng Qi didn't have an accident, and she and Ye Mo entered the tenth game again, and they didn't even engrave their names on the customs clearance of the tenth game until now.

If the two monks of the Tonghai Sect who broke through the ninth plate had their names engraved on the ninth plate, then the Hai Xiu League would still be zuihou this time. He even suspected that Ye Mo was annoyed that he didn't save him and deliberately didn't leave his name. If this is the case, he will kill Ye Mo before Yonglanyi kills Ye Mo.

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Ye Mo stopped at the first trap formation in the sixteenth game, the formation means are ever-changing, even if it is also an eighth-level top-level formation, but the means of arrangement are different, and the effect is completely different. It's not that an eighth-level formation grandmaster can definitely ignore an eighth-level formation.

What's more, Ye Mo already knew that the eighth-level formation in this Luoqu Eighteen Plate was by no means ordinary. And he was sure that if he hadn't felt it from low to high in the first fifteen sets, he would have directly faced the eighth-level formation in the sixteenth set, even if it could be broken, it would not be a matter of a short time.

So he stopped at the first place, not that he couldn't break this formation, but he wanted to have a deeper understanding of the advanced formation here and lay a good foundation for entering the seventeenth set.

Meng Qi sat quietly behind Ye Mo and cultivated, even those seventh-level spirit grasses next to her, she didn't collect them. She understands the danger now.

The sixteenth Pan Ye Mo studied the past one by one. He didn't even have the heart to collect those spirit grasses. Ye Mo also knew that once he couldn't pass through the eighteenth plate, it would definitely not be a good thing waiting for him. The sixteenth plate, which could have passed in one day, Ye Mo took three full days. It was only three days before he took Mong Qi into the seventeenth set.

"Senior Brother Ye, are you a ninth-level formation grandmaster?" After entering the seventeenth set, Meng Qi finally couldn't help but ask. Because she felt that the eighth-level formation in the sixteenth game did not cause much trouble to Ye Mo. The reason why Ye Mo stayed for three days in the sixteenth game was more to spend his time studying the formations in it.

Ye Mo shook his head a little heavily and said, "I'm not a ninth-level formation grandmaster yet, I'm only an eighth-level formation grandmaster. ”

Meng Qi was shocked when he heard Ye Mo say that he was an eighth-level formation grandmaster, an eighth-level formation grandmaster within a hundred years old was really terrifying. Don't say that your master can't think of it, even if Ye Mo admits it. Nor was anyone dared to believe it. But she believed it, because Ye Mo had already passed sixteen plates.

However, he immediately became even more alarmed, Ye Mo said that he was not at the level of a ninth-level formation grandmaster, which meant that he was not at all sure that he would be able to pass the eighteenth game. In the sixteenth game, it was an eighth-level complex formation, and in the eighteenth game, it was obviously a ninth-level formation.

"Senior Brother Ye, you, what do you mean......" Meng Qi was a little afraid to ask.

Ye Mo knew what she wanted to say, and said with a smile indifferently: "That's right." I really didn't have a grasp of the eighteenth set. But now that I'm on the seventeenth set, I still have a chance to get there. Who can be sure. I won't be able to advance to a ninth-level formation grandmaster here? ”

Meng Qi looked at Ye Mo in a bit of a daze, she couldn't imagine that Ye Mo would actually have the calculation of advancing to a ninth-level formation grandmaster here, no wonder he had to study the low-level formation in front of him for a long time. But even if he was allowed to use all the eighteen days to study these formations, he would be able to advance to the ninth level formation grandmaster? Eighteen days, not eighteen years, not one hundred and eighty years.

Meng Qi was a little speechless, but then she thought, since Ye Mo could reach the eighth-level formation grandmaster within a hundred years old, who was sure that he couldn't advance to the ninth-level formation grandmaster in eighteen days? And looking at Ye Mo's appearance, he was even far from being 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 that Meng Qi Weishenme was going to ask this suddenly, but he still shook his head.

Meng Qi was speechless for a moment, not even fifty, maybe he was only thirty or forty years old, and he had already reached this height. In the cultivation Shijie where she was, there were many more genius monks than Luo Yuelai, but she had never seen such an outrageous monk as Ye Mo. He is terrifying at a young age, his cultivation and formation level are extremely high at the same time, and he is also a master of refining.

But just when Ye Mo and Meng Qi were talking a few words, he had already found that he and Meng Qi were in a white mist shijie, and he was suddenly shocked. This was the first time he hadn't discovered the formation and was trapped by the formation.

Meng Qi also discovered this situation, and immediately knew that she and Ye Mo were trapped by the formation, at this time she didn't dare to say anything at all, and even she thought that the reason why she was trapped by the formation was because she talked to Ye Mo just now and distracted Ye Mo's attention, so she regretted it a lot.

Ye Mo knew that this had nothing to do with Meng Qi, he was cultivating the 'Three Lives Decision', and he had done all the things that had been done in the fight, how could he be affected by a few words? He knew he really hadn't noticed the trap.

"Don't move, get close to me, this is a ninth-level trapped formation, maybe it's still a phantom 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 this formation, after the two moved their positions, they might be separated in an instant.

Once Meng Qi and him were separated, in addition to being strangled, it was the consequence of being teleported, and neither of these results was what Ye Mo wanted.

Meng Qi heard Ye Mo's words, and then gradually calmed down. She believed Ye Mo's words, and she didn't dare to move.

Ye Mo's divine sense was carefully released, but he found that his divine consciousness had no way to pass through those white mist at all, and was only swallowed up in the white mist.

At this moment, Ye Mo actually remembered the mist valley in the 'Shayuan Medicine Valley', which was the same devouring divine sense.

Ye Mo sat down and began to deduce this ninth-level array.

Meng Qi didn't dare to look at the surrounding scenery, just stared at Ye Mo without blinking. Immediately, she felt that Ye Mo's back was slowly blurring, and it was even getting farther and farther away, and the frightened Meng Qi immediately reached out to grab Ye Mo's clothes.

But to Meng Qi's horror, she actually caught a void. A powerful thrust came, and Meng Qi was horrified, and she tried her best to block that thrust, but the thrust was still getting bigger and bigger. Obviously, it won't be long before she will be teleported out, and the next moment she will take out the flying sword, and once she is about to be teleported, she will immediately use the flying sword to blow herself up.

If she was teleported out and fell into the hands of Yong Lanyi alive, Meng Qi would not dare to imagine her tragic fate. Yonglanyi is definitely better than his son Yongwuzi and the devil of the devil, in Tonghai Sect, he is the sky.

At this time, Ye Mo suddenly woke up and found that Meng Qi was not behind him, which was also shocked. Mongi was teleported, which meant that he was going to escape from the eighteenth set.

At this time, he Ye Mo couldn't care anymore that he hadn't thoroughly studied this formation, and the array flags in his hand were thrown out one after another.

After a few moments, the fog around him began to lift, and the next moment he saw Mongi who was about to kill himself with a flying sword.

Ye Mo didn't think about it, he stepped to Meng Qi's side in one step, and a flying sword snatched her away, and at the same time, the divine sense cut protected her.

Meng Qi suddenly woke up, and when she found out that it was Ye Mo who saved her, she couldn't help but cry with joy. She is not afraid of death, she is afraid that falling into the hands of Yonglanyi is more terrifying than death.

"I'm carrying you on my back." Ye Mo knew that he had only studied a little bit of this formation, and thanks to this, he was able to save Meng Qi. But if he can save Meng Qi this time, it doesn't mean that he can save Meng Qi next time.

Meng Qi nodded immediately, this time there was no refusal, and without even waiting for Ye Mo to say more, he took the initiative to lie on Ye Mo's back.

Ye Mo took out a high-grade spirit weapon ribbon and wrapped Meng Qi firmly, then sat down again to study the formation, and soon entered the realm of selflessness again.

Ye Mo wholeheartedly used the 'Three Lives Decision' to deduce the ninth-level formation, trying to break through the realm of the ninth-level formation grandmaster, but Meng Qi couldn't calm down. At this time, she was restrained by Ye Mo on his back, no matter how powerful this phantom array was, it couldn't take her away.

The reason why she couldn't calm down was because Ye Mo was tied too tightly, and her chest was completely pressed against Ye Mo's back. A masculine smell of a man came and she couldn't stop thinking about it anymore.

She has never been in contact with male cultivators since she cultivated, and her personality is extremely shy. Not to mention that she was in such close contact with Ye Mo now, and she didn't dare to move, she was afraid that if she moved, it would affect Ye Mo's perception of the formation.

As time passed, Monqi felt herself go limp, and even had an indescribable feeling of pleasure. But she bit her lip and tried her best to control her trembling.

Just when Meng Qi was in torment, Ye Mo suddenly stood up with a long roar, and the array flag in his hand began to spill out continuously, and then Meng Qi felt the white mist around her and Ye Mo retreat and disperse at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and Zuihou became thinner and thinner.

(It's still a chapter at noon to ask for a monthly pass!) ）

(To be continued.) )