The next day, after bidding farewell to Feng Qizhang, Xiao Yulian and others, Wei Yi and the three left Feng Mansion and Changfeng County.

He took off directly on the Royal Sky Flying Boat and headed towards Lu State.

Huo Qishan sat at the front of the boat and took charge of the helm, while Wei Yi and Zhu Ling'er stayed in the cabin.

As before, Wei Yi comprehended the profound meaning of the sword of love when he had free time.

And Zhu Ling'er was getting familiar with the newly broken cultivation realm and the sudden increase of several times the power of true qi.

"How do you feel?" Wei Yi turned his head and asked with a sudden smile.

"It feels pretty good." Zhu Ling'er immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes. Naturally, no one would dislike the feeling of being powerful, and this little girl also had a sullen expression on her face.

"It seems to have become a lot stronger, and I won't be bullied by you again in the future."

"Hehe, I have ambitions, but I'm afraid you won't be able to realize your ambitions in this life, so keep working hard in your next life." Wei Yi said with a smile on his face.

With Zhu Ling'er's fighting power, let alone break through the realm of the Martial King, even if she breaks through the realm of the Martial Ancestor, it is absolutely impossible for her to escape from his grasp.

The strength of a person's combat power is not simply based on the level of cultivation.

Otherwise, there is no need to fight at all, just two people stand up and compare their cultivation bases.

"Hmph, if I knew this, I beat you into a pig's head while you were asleep last night."

Zhu Ling'er naturally knew this too, but she still couldn't help but snorted softly, made a face at Wei Yi, then waved her small fist vigorously twice, and shouted with dissatisfaction.

"You said this, but I also remembered it. After I fell asleep last night, it seemed that a koala was always rubbing against my arms. What's going on? The koala last night couldn't be you Bar……"

Wei Yi stared at Zhu Ling'er and asked.

"How...how could it be me?"

Zhu Ling'er blushed in an instant, and even stuttered when speaking, the arrogant expression just now disappeared instantly, and a pair of eyeballs moved around.

"What are you talking about, I don't know anything? I haven't blamed you for falling asleep on my bed, huh, stinky rascal!"

"Stinky hooligan? Hehe, little girl, next time I'll show you what a real stinky hooligan is."

Wei Yi glanced at her contemptuously, and jokingly said with a wicked expression.

But at this time, the flying boat suddenly stopped without warning.

Wei Yi's complexion couldn't help changing, and he suddenly lost the relaxed mood of joking with Zhu Ling'er, and soon his figure flashed, and he appeared outside the cabin in an instant.

Zhu Ling'er followed closely behind and rushed out. After breaking through the realm of King Wu, her movement speed also became much faster.

"What happened?" Wei Yi came outside and asked in a deep voice.

"My lord, the road ahead is blocked by a formation." Huo Qishan pointed in the direction directly ahead and explained helplessly.

Wei Yi looked up, and soon couldn't help frowning.

The huge space in front was completely covered by layers of gray formation light curtains, covering a range that seemed to be tens of miles in size.

If the flying boat continues to move forward, it will inevitably dive into this unknown formation, and no one can tell what dangers it will encounter at that time, so Huo Qishan dare not continue moving forward, so he can only stop the flying boat.

"This formation is not simple."

Wei Yi spoke slowly.

How can he say that he is also a formation master, although the level is not high, but he can roughly judge the strength of a formation, and the formation in front of him, although he can't recognize the specific formation, but he knows the power Definitely not small.

"Who would lay down such a huge formation here in advance?"

Wei Yi couldn't help talking to himself.

And at this moment, he couldn't help but recall in his mind the old man in green robes with a dragon's head and a cane who followed the Sixth Prince back then. That man was undoubtedly a formation master.

"Is it him?"

Thinking of this, Wei Yi's face darkened slightly, and he immediately reminded, "Be careful, the other party may not be kind."

"Then shall we just wait here? Why don't we go back to Changfeng County first..." Standing aside, Zhu Ling'er couldn't help but suggested.

"If we don't go back, we'll just wait here and stay the same. Since they have put in such a big effort, things may not be that simple. If this stalemate continues, they will be the ones who should be anxious." Wei Wei Yi sneered and explained.

Naturally, Huo Qishan and Zhu Ling'er had no objection, and they didn't speak any more, they just waited quietly with Wei Yi.

Sure enough, seeing that they didn't follow up for a long time, neither retreating nor advancing, the people hiding in the dark soon couldn't wait.

"This kid is very patient. I thought he would retreat, but the trap was set in vain."

"It's just a little clever. If this is the case, then we don't need to wait any longer. Kill him early and bring his head back to return to life."

A conversation sounded in the dark.

A moment later, the void rippled, and first a strange red light flashed out.

Immediately afterwards, a burly figure wearing a red robe and holding a black Buddhist beads flashed through the air.

Surprisingly, it was Hu Yanben, the great lama of the Red Clothes Sect.

At the same time, there was a figure beside him that gradually became clear from nothingness and transparency. He was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch in his hand. His back was slightly outlined. He seemed to be old and feeble, but his eyes were extraordinarily piercing.

This green-robed old man is undoubtedly the formation master Weng Budong under the Sixth Prince.

Behind the two of them, more than a dozen figures appeared one after another, each of them was full of evil spirits, and without exception, all of them were first-class powerhouses at the level of King Wu.

With so many people emerging from the light curtain of the formation together, there was a wave of terrifying air waves like turbulent waves in an instant, and the incomparably strong realm coercion immediately swept towards Wei Yi and the three of them.

The expressions of Huo Qishan and Zhu Ling'er couldn't help but change drastically.

In fact, the dozen or so martial king-level powerhouses are easier to talk about, but the two Wuzong-level powerhouses, whether it is the great lama Hu Yanben or the master of the formation, are not the kind of Wuzong who has just entered the realm of Wuzong. Super strong, even among the Wu Zong level strong can be regarded as a master.

The two led the team to appear, obviously they all came for Wei Yi.

Wei Yi knew this very well in his heart, and he could even guess that if he chose to retreat now, there might be a team led by a Wuzong-level powerhouse to stop him later.

When the time comes to attack from both sides, he really has no chance of escape.

"Didn't the sixth prince come in person?" Wei Yi stepped into the air, looked at the people opposite, and his voice sounded quickly.

"If you're willing to get caught without a fight, this old man can take you to see the sixth prince, maybe the sixth prince will be willing to let you go." Weng Budong replied with a gentle expression.

"Anyone caught?"

Wei Yi was taken aback when he heard this, but then he laughed, "I'm sorry, I've never had this habit."

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