The owner of Yaowang Valley is a patient with depression

Wanyan Qingyou glared at Yuyao fiercely. If looks could kill, Yuyao would have been cut into pieces.

Feeling the spiritual power in her body slowly fading, Wanyan Qingyou panicked. No matter what, she must not let Yuyao go back alive! She had no choice but to use that!

Wanyan Qingyou threw a small black wooden box into the sky. A flash of light appeared, and in the blink of an eye, Yu Yao and all the members of the Yu tribe disappeared.

The only people left at the scene were Wanyan Qingyou with a sinister look on her face and Dong Shengnu's subordinates who were looking at each other in bewilderment and had not yet reacted.

Where are the people? Nan Qianjing's heart tightened, he looked at Wanyan Qingyou, and shouted: "Where did you take them? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the priests!"

"Haha, let's wait until she comes out alive." Wanyan Qingyou turned around and was about to leave, but Nan Qianjing teleported in front of her.

"Don't even think about leaving until Yuyao comes out!" Nan Qianjing stepped forward, staring at Wanyan Qingyou sharply.

"Saint Nan, you want to stop me? Who do you think you are? Do you have the same privileges as Yu Yao? I am the leader of the four saints. If you dare to stop me, it is a crime of insubordination!" Wanyan Qingyou's eyes were wide open. If it weren't for the fact that her spiritual power was not working properly and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire was gone, she would have already taken action. Why would she waste time talking to Nan Qianjing? Moreover, she felt that her Dantian was intact. She didn't believe that Yu Yao had the ability to weaken her cultivation. If her Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire was destroyed, there must be a way to restore it. Maybe Wanqi Lengyue had a way.

"So what if I'm committing a crime? I'm like this today, what can you do to me!" Nan Qianjing said stubbornly. The bastard put a curse on her, and now the priests also look at her differently, so she is not afraid of this toothless tiger. Others don't know, but she knows that Yu Yao can do what she says. She said that Wanyan Qingyou's Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire was destroyed, and in her heart, Wanyan Qingyou is no longer qualified to be a saint.

"Oh, I'll tell you the truth! What I took out is a half-step saint level Qiankun Formation, she can't get out! She and her followers will never get out in their entire lives." Wanyan Qingyou's face was ferocious, and he showed a sneer that made people tremble with fear.

Wow—a half-step saint-level formation! You have to know that at this time, Wujie City is full of formation masters, and this half-step saint-level formation is very attractive to them.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, but they could not see anything.

“I have never heard of the half-step saint-level formation - Qiankun Formation.” A formation master who was watching exclaimed, and at the same time couldn’t help but worry about Yu Yao and said, “I wonder how Yu Yao is doing!” After all, in the eyes of them, formation masters, Yu Yao is a real formation master, and Wanyan Qingyou only used a magic weapon with a formation attached, and was not a real formation master.

"It's probably hanging. Although Yu Yao is a master-level formation master, this half-step saint-level formation is not that simple!"

"Is it true that she can't get out? Such a genius has fallen just like that?"

"The Wanyan family may be in trouble! The Feather Clan will not give up so easily!"

"It's hard to say. After all, Yu Yao was unknown to the Yu Clan before. It's only been a short time since she returned to the Yu Clan and became the head of the Yu Clan. It's unlikely that they would start a war over her. Now that the Yu Clan has gone through many changes, it's time to recuperate."

"Yes, the Yu Clan can hardly protect itself at this moment. Without Yu Yao, facing so many covetous forces, it is really hard to say what will happen."

"Alas, what a pity for such a talented person!"

Everyone has begun to feel regretful. In everyone's mind, Yu Yao has already been defeated and will never get out.

Suddenly, the black wooden box in Wanyan Qingyou's sleeve began to tremble. Wanyan Qingyou took out the wooden box, and the wooden box flew into the air and then kept spinning.

"How is this going?"

"Could it be that Yuyao broke the formation in there?"

"This is the Qiankun Formation. Do you know what the Qiankun Formation is? Unless you are a formation master, it is impossible to break the formation."

"Do you know the Qiankun Formation? Tell us about it now." When they heard that someone knew about the Qiankun Formation, everyone's eyes lit up and they hurriedly pulled him aside to ask.

This man is a high-level formation master. He is already quite old, with slightly gray hair. The fatigue on his face cannot hide his surprise when he saw the Qiankun Formation.

"The Qiankun Formation, as the name suggests, contains a world of its own, and this world of its own has eighty-one difficulties. Each difficulty requires a lot of energy, and each difficulty leaves no way out. Those who enter the formation often cannot get through the eighty-one difficulties until they have exhausted all their energy. No one knows whether getting through the eighty-one difficulties will lead to a way out, because so far no one has been able to walk out of this formation alive! Therefore, although this formation is a half-step saint-level formation, its power is no less than that of a saint-level formation. Simply put, this formation is a fight to the death."

"this......"

"How did Saint Dong get such a treasure? And who arranged this formation on the wooden box? It's too powerful."

"That's right. There has never been a Saint Master-level formation master on this continent. Who set this up?"

"I have a wild guess..."

"Who on earth has such ability to force my niece Qingyou to use this treasure?" A loud voice sounded, and a man in dark green clothes came in.

“Grandmaster Wujie! Oh my god, it’s Grandmaster Yin Wujie!”

"What Grandmaster? He should be the Quasi-Saint Master Yin Wujie."

"Wu Jie Quasi-Saint Master."

"Wu Jie Quasi-Saint Master!"

With the arrival of Yin Wujie, all the formation masters present cheered, and the scene was once as lively as a fan meeting.

Yin Wujie seemed to ignore this and walked straight towards Wanyan Qingyou, "Who forced you to show the life-saving formation I gave you? This is your uncle Wujie's territory, why don't you come to me if you have any problems?"

Although Yin Wujie repeatedly called Wanyan Qingyou his niece, there was a different feeling in his eyes, but it was concealed very well.

"Uncle Wujie, why are you here?" Wanyan Qingyou looked surprised, but then looked aggrieved, and her pale face looked particularly pitiful.

Although Nan Qianjing was curious about when Wanyan Qingyou got in touch with Yin Wujie, he was also disgusted by her face-changing technique. She looked so aggressive and arrogant just now, but in the blink of an eye she turned into a little white lotus.

"Are you injured?" Yin Wujie immediately noticed Wanyan Qingyou's condition and became nervous.

"I'm fine, but I didn't expect Yu Yao to be so cruel. I don't know what means she used to weaken my spiritual power and hide my Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire. She also wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to take out the wooden box you gave me and use this Qiankun Formation." Wanyan Qingyou looked aggrieved.

"It's okay, just use it. I'll make another one for you when I get the chance. Come on, I'll take you to heal your wounds." Yin Wujie glanced at the wooden box in the air and frowned, "Someone is breaking it!"