"Gui Chimeng, stand up!"

When Gui Chimeng was almost bent down, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the diagonally above. He hurriedly looked up and shouted in surprise: "Mr. Xiao, aren't you trapped in the formation? When will it come out?"

Xiao Ye smiled and said, "Just now."

Wen Baijun and Murong Ji turned around at the same time when they heard Xiao Ye's screams. Their eyes suddenly became louder, as if they saw the sun rising from the west.

Murong Ji said to himself in a daze: "What's going on? Could it be that I'm dazzled?"

Wen Baijun couldn't help but shout at Xiao Ye again and asked in surprise: "You, aren't you in my illusion array? Why did you come out?"

Xiao Ye stopped in the void, stared at Wen Baijun coldly, and said disdainfully: "Your illusion array is ordinary, how can you stump me?"

Wen Baijun shouted: "Impossible! My formation is superimposed with four level five illusion arrays. Even if Dean Suo and my master Elder Qianshou come, they will never be able to get out of trouble easily!"

Gui Chi rushed to Xiao Ye with a "swoosh" sound, turned around and proudly said to Wen Baijun: "It only means that Uncle Xiao is more powerful than your master and Dean Suo!"

Wen Baijun snorted and said, "Your surnamed Xiao, you escaped from my formation by chance. You must have encountered a dead mouse!"

Xiao Ye was just thinking about avenging Ning Xinyi, so how could he argue with him? Therefore, a sharp look flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes and said, "Wen Baijun, don't worry if I was lucky enough to go out, do you dare to compete with me again in the formation?"

Wen Baijun laughed and said, "You are not well-known and only know how to brag and boast. I really don't understand what you are comparing with me?"

Xiao Ye was actually very clear in his heart that even if he could defeat him in the formation, it would be difficult to avenge Ning Xinyi after competing with such an eight-pearl second-grade formation master. After thinking about it, he still couldn't come up with a good idea. Xiao Ye had to take a step and look at it, hoping to first slash his aura and then try to deal with him. So Xiao Ye said coldly: "Let's compete with who sets up the formation faster."

Wen Baijun laughed as soon as he heard this: "Boy, are you stupid? How can you compare with others' strengths?"

Gui Chi hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Xiao, this master of Wen Baijun is the Qianshou Elder. It is said that his method of setting up a formation is the fastest in our ancient god space. Even if Director Suo competes with him, he will definitely not be able to compete with him. Wen Baijun is the proud and proud elder of Qianshou Elder, so he naturally learned the essence of setting up a formation. Isn't it because of your own weaknesses and others' strengths?"

Xiao Ye said calmly: "Although he comes from the sect of the Qianshou Elder, I may not lose to him!"

Murong Ji shook his head and sighed: "Young Master Xiao, if you compare other things with Wen Baijun, you may have a little chance of winning, but you choose to compete with him for the speed of setting up a formation, then you will definitely lose!"

Wen Baijun glanced at Xiao Ye proudly and asked, "You are a junior. What formation do you want to compete with me? Just speak! Hehe, this time I have to remind you that it is best not to be better than my strength!"

Xiao Ye thought for a moment and said, "I will compete with you to transfer the formation..."

Before Xiao Ye finished speaking, Wen Baijun and Murong Ji laughed at the same time. Wen Baijun's laughter seemed very arrogant: "Boy, you are a little lucky today, hahaha... I actually chose my strength again!"

Gui Chimeng actually smiled bitterly and sighed in a low voice: "Even if Mr. Xiao doesn't choose the transfer formation, he may not have a chance to win."

Xiao Ye felt a little sad. Although he was very confident in the speed of setting up a level five transfer formation, it was hard to say that there was no heaven outside the sky. After all, Wen Baijun is a second-grade formation master personally named by the Holy Emperor, so he should not be underestimated!

Xiao Ye calmly took out a piece of jade from the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet, then grabbed it with magic power, and rubbed the jade into beads the size of a finger.

Xiao Ye's action fell into Wen Baijun's eyes, and his eyes immediately showed a look of disdain and he looked down upon: "It's obvious that he is an amateur, so how can he use jade to store the transfer formation?"

Xiao Ye frowned and asked, "What should I use if I don't use jade?"

Wen Baijun smiled proudly and said, "Boy, I will teach you a trick, you should be optimistic!"

After saying that, Wen Baijun reached out and grabbed it into the air, and a piece of spiritual power immediately gathered into his palm! After a while, Wen Baijun spread his palm open, and a gray bead immediately appeared in the palm of his palm, as if it was solid.

Xiao Ye was a little surprised. Although this skill of condensed Qi into a bead was not necessarily magical, Wen Baijun was extremely fast. In such a short time, he could achieve such an effect by just grabbing it casually. He was really worthy of being the apprentice of the Thousand-Handed Elder. Of course, Xiao Ye had learned something new, but Xiao Ye felt a little strange. The old man who taught his formations used the same stupid method as himself. Why didn't he do this like Wen Baijun?

After thinking about it carefully, Xiao Ye quickly figured out that his transfer formation was hidden in the jade, and many of the jades themselves were spiritual, so there was no trace of them when they were pinched and exploded.

Wen Baijun looked at Xiao Ye proudly, and casually shot the spiritual bead to Xiao Ye, shouting disapprovingly: "Boy, you dare to challenge me with this little skill. Could it be that you have prepared a ready-made transfer formation?"

This was obviously saying that Xiao Ye wanted to cheat. Xiao Ye squeezed the little spiritual bead in his hand and sneered: "Wen Baijun, you are still a second-grade formation master. He actually judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

Wen Baijun changed his color and said furiously: "You must be careful of others. You are obviously not my opponent, but you dare to challenge me. How can I not beware of you?"

Xiao Ye still smiled coldly and said, "Stop talking nonsense, do you compare? If you don't compare, just admit defeat!"

Wen Baijun snorted coldly: "As long as you don't cheat, how can I take you seriously!"

Xiao Ye intentionally angered him, so he shouted disdainfully again: "Liar's Heart!"

Wen Baijun shouted in anger: "Boy, I want you to lose with confidence!"

Seeing that the two of them were facing tit for Mai Mang and no one allowed each other, Murong Ji hurriedly smoothed out and said, "Mr. Xiao, since Wen Baijun can't trust you, then this way, give me all the beads you used to store formations. I will set a mark on it first, so that I will not be mixed with the beads. What do you think?"

Xiao Ye responded, and with a flash of his finger, he sent the blank jade bead in his hand to Murong Ji's hand. Murong Ji stretched out his finger and drew a few strokes on the surface of the jade bead, and a shining character appeared immediately.

Wen Baijun hurriedly reached out to the air and grabbed it a few times. Soon a gray spiritual bead was condensed and bounced to Murong Ji.
Chapter completed!