"I'm afraid this formation cannot be solved by ordinary algorithms." Su Tingyu reminded.

After the people from Tianxing Sect started to act, they also followed to the backyard. Li Yue and Shang Mian didn't have time to stay and slowly dismantle the formation, so they worked with them to deal with the guys who were blocking the way, and then kidnapped an advanced person who knew the way and went to find Luo Dai, leaving the four of them to find a way to destroy the entire formation.

Now the entire formation has been dismantled at five connection points, but when it was dismantled to this point, it was discovered that it was actually a double-sided formation with overlapping yin and yang. The yang formation was the ordinary scene, and everything that needed to be covered was hidden on the yin formation side.

Between the yin and yang sides, there is an isolation barrier set up by the person who set up the formation using spiritual power. Now that they have dismantled the yang side, they are stopped by this invisible barrier. If they want to continue to dismantle the yin side, they can only break this thing first.

Ning Boyan was holding a dry branch and writing on the ground. After Su Tingyu finished speaking, Ning Boyan also stopped and stared at the verification formulas on the ground for a while. Finally, he was sure that there was no more gentle solution. Then he threw the dry branch away and stood up to call for help.

"Seven words."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Qiyan, who had just been leaning against a tree trunk counting ants listlessly, suddenly became energetic and stood up with a "swoosh". This scared the five or six restaurant waiters who were huddled together next to him with bruised faces and noses, and they all shuddered.

"Got it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, raging flames condensed out of thin air, and the fierce heat wave directly burned everything it touched into black ash.

Zhang Qiyan's fire spiritual root is pure yang fire, which mainly attacks indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe. Such high temperature made Su Tingyu, who has a gold spiritual root, couldn't help but take half a step back.

Under the baking, a faint "crackling" sound of breaking could be heard from the surroundings. The illusion created by the formation seemed to be on the verge of collapse because it could not withstand such a violent impact of spiritual power.

There was a red glow in Zhang Qiyan's eyes. If you looked at her directly, you could clearly see that her eyes had turned into vertical pupils like a monster.

Seeing that the illusion around him was already crumbling, Su Tingyu put her hands in front of Du Shuangjiang, a medical practitioner. This child was the youngest and lowest level among them, and he also had a wood spiritual root. If he was not protected, he would probably be roasted to death first.

"I was wondering why the people in the front hall were so indifferent despite such a big scene here. It turns out you set up a shield." Zhang Zhi's voice made a group of people look back, and they saw Zhu Yu, Shen Qiao and their group of four also coming down from the stairs.

Zhang Qiyan also took the time to turn around and take a look. He saw the tall young man in black clothes who was caught in the middle. "Oh? Where did you catch this water monster?"

Shen Qiao walked over beside Zhang Zhi, seemingly disliking the heat, and fanned himself unconsciously with one hand. "Demon? Did you see it clearly, Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

Zhang Qiyan retracted the blazing flames in her hand, and her vertical pupils fixed on the young man who was looking at her with disgust, her eyes full of interest. "Of course! I'm absolutely not mistaken. This kid is from the demon race. His bloodline is good, but his spiritual power is very weak. He's no different from an ordinary third-level cultivator."

"A brainless fire-breathing monster." The young man muttered unhappily. Zhang Qiyan smiled and rolled up his sleeves, "Say another word?"

Zhu Yu glanced sideways at the young man in black, "But I don't sense any demonic energy from him."

Although these demons and spirits are occasionally collectively referred to as "fairies", they are two real races. "Demons" are born, while "spirits" are objects that have developed intelligence through cultivation. There is a saying that "things become spirits when they grow old", which refers to this meaning.

"He covered it up himself? No, it seems more than that. I feel like there's another seal on him, a restriction deliberately placed there by someone." Zhang Qiyan stroked his chin with one hand and looked at the young man, mocking him deliberately. "No wonder, he must have gotten into a lot of trouble with such a rude mouth, right?"

The young man's eyes darkened. "What did you say?"

Shen Qiao raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder at the right moment. "I can't believe you're still hiding something like this?"

The young man was unhappy with what he heard and stopped struggling. He just glared at Zhang Qiyan who had exposed his identity.

After a brief exchange of a few words between the two sides, the surrounding houses finally collapsed completely under the heavy load, with rubble and bricks rolling all over the ground, and the space on the dark side of the formation was completely exposed.

The objects on both sides are arranged similarly, but from the perception of a group of monks, the yin side has a lot more deathly energy than the yang side.

Although it is late autumn now, the cool breeze that blew over actually made the blazing sun fire sway three times.

"There's enough resentment in this Yin Formation." Zhang Zhi couldn't help but shiver as he spoke.

"What a crime."

Whimpering and wailing gradually rose in the gloomy wind, and there were more clattering sounds of footsteps on the corridor in front of them - the undead guarding the dark formation smelled the breath of living people and came closer.

Zhang Qiyan was about to raise his hand after hearing the voice, but Ning Boyan stopped him first, "Okay, leave the rest to us."

In the space of a word, all those voices had taken shape, and the shriveled "people" rushed over one after another.

Su Tingyu took out his folding fan, tilted his head slightly, and said to Du Shuangjiang, "You stay here and protect the people in the restaurant."

Although the boy was curious, he still obeyed and didn't go near.

Everyone showed off their moves and fought back. During the fight, the young man in black had been paying close attention to Shen Qiao, but there were too many undead in front of him at this moment. After looking for a moment, he had to look away and concentrate on fighting the enemy.

The six people quickly dealt with these messy undead spirits. Ning Boyan then found the other five points of the formation and successfully broke the entire Yin-Yang formation.

The environment in front of them collapsed again, and this time the stone door leading to the wine cellar was finally revealed. Li Yue and his group had already controlled Chang Xu to wait. She had just seen that these people were breaking the formation, and in order to avoid being accidentally injured, she simply took Shang Mian Luodai to wait at the entrance of the stone door to meet up.

The guards from Bishui City also arrived later. Mu Jiu, Gu Xu and Cui Hongjin had agreed on cooperation. This group of people came to support and clean up the battlefield. Those who were imprisoned in the wine cellar were also rescued.

Chang Xu was taken back for interrogation, and it will take time to see what exactly can be found out.

"The ferry time has passed. If you want to cross the river to the other side, you can only wait until tomorrow morning." Cui Hongjin was obviously in a good mood. Chang Xu was brought to justice, and the people in the Fenyan Restaurant were arrested and closed. Bishui City was finally at peace.

"Thank you all for your help today. Consider this my hospitality as a guest. Please rest here for one night."

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