"So, we must delay as much time as possible now."
Ye Qingli said slowly.
"How to delay?"
Ji Yutang said with a sneer.
"Don't you want us to fight this monster?"
"I've known for a long time that you have evil intentions and just want us to..."
"Snapped!"
Ji Yutang was talking happily.
Suddenly, a slap hit her face hard.
He beat her so hard that she flew out.
He fell hard against the wall.
"How dare you hit me..."
The words have not yet finished.
A long sword with cold light was already placed across her neck.
The cold murderous aura directly covered her whole body.
"If you say one more word, I don't mind killing you directly."
Ye Qingli's voice was extremely cold.
"Anyway, enough people have died at the mouth of the monster."
"I don't care if there is one more of you."
"You... actually dare to harm your fellow disciples?"
"I want to report it to the teachers!"
Ji Yutang screamed.
"Did you all see it?"
However, Ye Qingli looked at her as if she were stupid.
And all the people around her, including her brothers in heaven.
At this time, everyone collectively turned their heads.
"you……"
Ji Yutang was startled.
She had no doubt.
If she had said one more word.
Ye Qingli would really kill her!
However, Ye Qingli had already retracted his sword at this time.
She turned around and said coldly: "I once learned a formation. If we can use it together, we should be able to trap this monster for a while."
"Come in before it attacks."
"Let's practice this formation right away."
"How long can this formation trap it?"
One disciple asked tremblingly.
"have no idea……"
Ye Qingli shook his head.
This is the formation she saw in Old Man Wuyou's classics.
It is said that it is a phantom formation passed down from ancient times.
However, the power of the formation does not only lie in the formation itself.
It's about the people setting up the formation.
Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level is only the sixth level of the monarch.
When facing the King's Stage.
How powerful can the formation be.
It's hard to say yet.
"If we can't trap it for too long, won't we still die?"
Xiao Yichen let out a long sigh.
"Now, we can only take one step at a time."
"No matter what, we can't give up on saving ourselves!"
Ye Qingli was about to speak.
At this time, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Looking at the Tenchu in his hand.
A faint spiritual energy wave appeared on the sword.
Spreading slowly around...
"Your Highness?"
As that figure appeared, everyone in the quiet room stood up!
It’s Jun Aohan!
He stood at the door, his eyes as sharp as lightning.
"The king just left for a while, and this kind of thing happened?"
His eyes were piercingly looking at Elder Ren.
"You said that if there are king-level masters involved, then we can regain control of the formation?"
"Yes……"
Under his gaze, Elder Ren felt a strong pressure.
"So, how long will it take?"
"At least...an hour."
Elder Ren made an estimate and said.
"very good!"
Jun Aohan's voice left no room for doubt.
"Go immediately and start setting up the formation. I and everyone present will cooperate fully!"
