Gao Yuanliang, who was placing the magic weapons to break the formation, suddenly heard a message from Song Wenxing's spiritual consciousness saying that the person who created such a mysterious formation was actually Yin San'er himself. He suddenly felt that he had been tricked: It was not a promise, he was just a swordsman.

Isn’t it? Didn’t you agree that you are not a monk?

Others didn't know what kind of talent was needed to practice formations, but he knew that he was one of the best in the world at that time to be selected into the Medicine God Valley. And the alchemy skills of the Medicine God Valley were actually closely related to formations.

Whether it is man-made spells or natural ones, elixirs with incredible efficacy often come with some runes or formations that enhance their effectiveness. Moreover, the alchemy cauldrons and alchemy furnaces used in elixir refining also require various complex formations to be carved.

.It can be said that the way of alchemy and weapon refining are all based on the way of formation.

Yin San'er's talent must be extremely high, otherwise it would be impossible for him to create such a mysterious formation in just over half a year. Moreover, it is not difficult to imagine a sect that is wealthy enough to come up with such a powerful formation for its disciples to travel.

How strong is it?

But the big words had already been spoken, and Gao Yuanliang knew that there was no way to withdraw at this moment, so he could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart and turn the bronze mirror in his hand to the formation in front of him.

I saw soft light emitting from the mirror, and runes the size of fingernails emerged from the mirror and floated into the formation.

These runes had an oddly ancient shape and did not look like the characters of the Meng Yuan Kingdom or the surrounding neighboring countries. After they floated into the formation, the formation was immediately activated, and a dazzling light lit up, but quickly dimmed. It turned out to be those runes

It is rapidly absorbing the power of the formation, causing the formation to become ineffective.

Yin San'er, who was controlling the core array, suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones that provided energy for the array was rapidly draining away.

This scene seemed a bit familiar to Yin Saner. He quickly took out a formation book explaining the battle between formation masters, found a similar situation, and quickly found a way to deal with it.

His hands dexterously struck on the core formation disk, and he saw black or white rays of light flying out from the formation disk, quickly entering the runes along a specific trajectory.

Those runes that had grown fat to the size of a washbasin soon stopped absorbing spiritual power. Instead, they slowly gathered into a circle as Yin Saner tapped his fingers, and then flew out of the formation leisurely.

, covering Gao Yuanliang.

Seeing this, Gao Yuanliang quickly dodged away. Unexpectedly, those washbasin-sized runes did not bother him, but slowly floated towards Song Wenxing and others in the distance. Song Wenxing and others also quickly dodged away, letting the runes float away.

Gone.

Senior Brother Gao had sweat on his forehead at this moment. He could see Yin San'er's movements within the formation, but he couldn't recognize this unpredictable technique at all. The sweat on his forehead fell silently, like a stream.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, suppressed the thought of turning around and running away, slapped his face hard twice, blocked his ears with soft cotton cloth, and then took out a rattle from his arms.

This rattle does not look much different from a child's toy, except that there is a grimace and a strange smile painted on both sides of the rattle.

He began to mutter something in his mouth, and the rattle turned back and forth, but there was no drumming sound. Only an extremely sharp and harsh sound spread around the rattle.

The sound spread into the formation, and no dazzling light lit up. Only a layer of protection with a halo flowing outside the formation appeared, and it surged like waves with the sound. Gao Yuanliang quickly used the magic bronze mirror to shine over it.

Carefully look for the weak points of the formation inch by inch.

As soon as Yin San'er heard the harsh sound, he almost yelled out in discomfort. He quickly activated the Jiukong Huanbian Jue to directly seal the ear hole, and then rummaged through the formation book.

Gao Yuanliang anxiously used the bronze mirror to search for flaws in the formation inch by inch, shaking the rattle from time to time. This magic weapon of his was obviously not his own, and he could not control it freely at all.

Therefore, whenever the sharp sound sounded, he felt quite uncomfortable because he was closest to the rattle.

The surroundings were very quiet, and Gao Yuanliang was sweating profusely as he searched anxiously. Suddenly, he heard a muffled "thunk" sound exploding next to his left ear, and he was shocked and flew out.

Before he could stand up, another dull drum sound passed into his left ear. In his dizziness, he seemed to hear the sound of a film tearing, and then he found bright red blood flowing out of his left ear.

I can't even hear any sound in my ears.

He wanted to run away with a look of horror on his face, but another muffled sound came from his right ear, and he was knocked out again.

Yin San'er was shaking his head and banging the snare drum on his knee proudly. There was a shadow in front of the snare drum, and in the shadow was the miserable state of Gao Yuanliang. Yin San'er stopped beating and curiously moved a pick on the side of the snare drum.

Then Gao Yuanliang, who was running towards Song Wenxing and others, was like a piano string being played at high speed. He was shaking on the spot, and it took him four or five breaths before he stopped shaking.

He was foaming at the mouth, gave Song Wenxing and others a thumbs up, and then fell to the ground.

The thumb was meant to be shown to Yin San'er, but it was so dizzy that the thumb was pointed in the wrong direction.

Yin Jian and others wanted to rush forward to rescue them, but Song Wenxing grabbed them with a big hand.

"Yin San'er, I didn't expect that in just over half a year of not seeing you, you would suddenly transform into a formation master! But no matter who you are, you have to be buried for my brother today!" Song Wenxing shouted loudly, and after saying that, he waved his hand, and then he was mad.

The Longmen monks pulled out a group of unkempt and ragged people from behind the crowd.

"These are your folks from Chihai Town. If you still have some humanity left in you, tie your hands and feet and walk out of the formation, gouge out your eyes, and keep them alive!" Song Wenxing said with a twisted face. He was betting that Yin Saner would be able to survive.

Trade yourself for these folks.

"If not, come and see!" Song Wenxing didn't give Yin San'er any time to think about it. With a wave of his hand, a huge python as thick as a bucket rushed out from behind the crowd. It swung its tail and picked up one of the people in Chihai Town.

He opened his huge mouth and swallowed it in one gulp amid the man's screams.

In the swaying light of the fire, a clear human figure could be seen squirming into the belly of the giant python.

"Second Aunt!" Yin San'er was able to see at night, and in the flash of firelight, he recognized this neighbor who always brought him a bowl of noodles with a smile and watched him devour it.

"Brother! No!" Beside Yin San'er, Jiang Yun'er burst into tears. In a trance, he saw Yin San'er as the brother who slowly stabbed his chest with a dagger.

There were dark clouds surging in the sky, lightning and thunder. Yin San'er touched Jiang Yuner's head and said softly: "Don't worry! Brother won't do anything stupid!" After that, he gently placed Jiang Yuner on Xiong Da's palm.
Chapter completed!