The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Arriving at the last teleportation point, the group's faces darkened as they looked at the activated red stone on the altar.

Luo Yinhuang frowned, "It's too late, the seven formation center points have been activated and they will be connected in a line soon!"

"Is there any way to destroy it?" Kayas asked nervously.

Luo Yinhuang shook his head, "There is a way, but there is not enough time."

"I'm looking for the weak point of the altar formation, and with one hundred and three of us attacking together, it will take at least three hours."

He raised the formation disk and made a prediction, "But it will not take more than an hour for the seven points here to completely form the summoning points. No matter how fast we are, we can't catch up!"

Doulun asked: "How about we attack together?"

Others are also ready to take action. Maybe they will succeed if they give it a try? Otherwise, if this thing is really activated, who knows what will be summoned and pulled.

Seeing this, Luo Yinhuang said: "Okay, I'll find the weak point first, and you can try to attack first."

He exchanged a look with Ning Xi, took the formation plate and went to the center of the altar to start looking for weak points.

Doulun and Kayasi led the remaining people to attack the light shield.

It was a very powerful combined blow, but it was quickly absorbed after it landed on the light mask.

Doulun's expression changed, "This is actually an eighth-grade formation!"

No wonder Luo Yinhuang said it would take at least three hours, which was already the minimum time estimate.

Even if the eighth-level formation mage of the principality were to break it, it would be absolutely impossible to complete it within an hour.

"The eighth-grade formation is not something we can break through. Are we still going to continue?" A monk at the peak of Fusion couldn't help but ask.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. It was so painful to finally find the target but couldn't destroy it!

Doulun did not answer, but looked at Ning Xi: "Principal Ning, what do you think?"

Ning Xi replied: "There is no need to do nothing for the time being. Let's wait until my husband finds the weak point before attacking again."

"Generally, eighth-level formations require monks in the late Mahayana stage to arrange them. This was arranged by the mysterious and awesome Insect Emperor himself. Not to mention that there are only a hundred people here, even if there are another hundred Mahayana stage monks to attack together, It’s unlikely to be broken within an hour.”

"Now we can only hope that there will be some problems with the connection of this formation, and we will look for a breakthrough point." Ning Xi's formation level is not as high as Luo Yinhuang's, but his vision is still there.

After hearing what she said, Kayasi and others could only stop doing useless work.

The senior officials of the principality who saw this scene in the basement outside were also nervous. What on earth is this?

Then he immediately recruited the empire's eighth-grade formation mage, and even asked the Sea Clan for help, asking their strongest ninth-grade formation mage to rush over as quickly as possible to see if he could help.

The ninth-level formation masters are all ancestors of the Tribulation Period, and the three ninth-level formation masters known to the entire world of cultivation are all in the Hai Clan.

The ancestor of the Tribulation Period is on his way, tearing open the space and arriving soon like the stars are moving.

After the request for help was sent out, the ninth-level formation mage from the Sea Clan arrived faster than the eighth-level formation mage from the principality.

The ancestor of the royal family who was in the tribulation period was also alerted and went out to greet him personally, and the two of them entered the underground secret room together.

The ninth-level formation master from the Sea Clan is a young man with blue hair and blue eyes who looks to be about thirty years old. Accompanying him is an old man with white hair and a childish face.