This is exactly the method Zhang Yuanqing discussed with Ling Jun and Yin Ji. To deal with this kind of enemy hiding in the crowd, it is not difficult to deal with it as long as you use the right strategy.

Immediately, Yin Ji took out the materials, and with the help of Zhang Yuanqing and the two night tour gods, she drew a huge circle of spirit scriptures in the center of the restaurant.

"I hope everyone will monitor each other and not give Master Chunyang an opportunity." Ling Jun, who was also standing in the formation, said loudly.

Everyone looked at each other, guarded each other, and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun at the same time.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and at some point, a 50cm purple gold hammer appeared in his hand. The pumpkin was small, only the size of two bowls.

The neon lights outside the window were one after another, scattered cars sped past on the street separated by a courtyard, and in the courtyard planted with all kinds of expensive flowers, plants and trees, the lights were bright, but there were no people.

The dead silence was disturbing.

Before coming, there were security personnel in the yard, but now there is no one. Zhang Yuanqing stopped by the French window, weighed the purple thunder hammer, raised it high, and smashed it down heavily.

"Buzz!"

The little pumpkin smashed against the French window, making a viscous ripple like a wooden hammer in sticky syrup.

Zhang Yuanqing raised the Zilei Hammer and continued to smash it down, hammering and hammering, hammering and hammering.

Viscous and slow ripples continued to expand, spreading from small ripples to covering the entire wall, and then spreading from the entire wall to the ceiling and floor. After a while, the entire clubhouse was trembling.

"Miss, the props in his hand are extraordinary."

The gray-haired Uncle Yang leaned close to Miao Teng'er's ear and said in a low voice, "I'm pretty sure that a level 6 fire demon might not be able to break through the power shrouded here."

Miao Teng'er nodded slightly, and the tight strings loosened a little.

Yin Ji and Ling Jun were paying close attention to everyone's expressions. The faces showed tension and anticipation. Even Liu Zhiyi, who had targeted Yuanshi Tianzun in every possible way just now, held his breath and clenched his fists.

This makes it impossible for them to tell who the enemy is.

Suddenly, just when the seal was shaking to the extreme, giving people a feeling that it was on the verge of breaking, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop, go on."

"Isn't it about to succeed?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you continue, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yuanqing ignored it, his hand holding the Purple Thunder Hammer was shaking violently, blue blood vessels were protruding, and his skin was purple-red.

Time is up.

Zhang Yuanqing's right arm hurts, but this is far less than the sense of crisis in his heart.

The Purple Thunder Hammer couldn't break the seal within five minutes, which meant that the power of the sealed clubhouse had already surpassed the realm of saints and was the power of the master stage.

Therefore, the disaster of blood and light originated from this dominator-level prop.

In this case, we can only pin our hopes on the red dancing shoes. Zhang Yuanqing put away the purple thunder hammer and summoned the red dancing shoes.

"Da da da~"

The crisp sound of kicking echoed in the quiet restaurant.

Zhang Yuanqing gave it an order to leave this place. JrNovels.com