Sheng Yan didn't notice the surprise of the two people around him, he completely burst out of cultivation unabashedly, and the real person seemed to be a cyan flame that burned to the peak, releasing himself to the extreme, holding the tattered hay gourd tightly with both hands, and frantically injecting his own vitality into the gourd.

Under his urging, on the surface of the tattered licorice gourd, blood-colored veins appeared, like human blood vessels, slightly contracted and bloomed, and the original mutilated place was instantly replenished, and flashed with a metallic color, bursting out with an extremely dazzling blood-colored brilliance.

The brilliance flows, and the blood is surging.

Under the almost lifeless urging of Sheng Yan, the gourd that looked tattered and opened an unknown number of cracks erupted with huge power, and it even contained a trace of supernatural power.

This gourd is indeed a rare artifact.

Ye Qingyu was not so surprised.

Many people have long guessed this.

Sheng Yan was still singing the mysterious ancient war song in his mouth, and then raised the gourd with both hands, as if infused with all his strength, and smashed it towards the point corresponding to the blood-colored laser on the gray bronze temple.

Boom!

Bang!

With two loud bangs in quick succession.

The Gray Bronze Temple shook slightly.

Ye Qingyu's eyes condensed.

Don't...... It's done?

The Phoenix Heavenly Maiden on the side also showed a nervous look of waiting with bated breath.

However, the tremor of the Gray Bronze Temple soon stopped, and I saw that on the mottled ancient copper wall, at the weakest point of the sword mark, although it was shocking, it was not blasted out of the slightest gap.

Ye Qingyu frowned slightly.

No way!

I can't smash it.

Even the licorice gourd, which contained the combat power of the quasi-emperor in the past, couldn't even smash the gap in the gray copper temple, what is the origin of this gray copper temple, and what terrifying power does it contain in its copper wall?

Countless thoughts flashed through Ye Qingyu's mind.

And Sheng Yan, who kept gasping after bursting out with all his strength, roared again, as if he didn't believe it, he grabbed the fallen gourd in his hand with his backhand, and once again burst out with a strong force, smashing towards the Gray Bronze Temple.

Rumble!

Another loud bang.

The temple shook slightly, making a dull and strange humming sound, like a giant bell after being gently struck by a bell hammer, this time the movement was bigger than before, but the weakest point on the copper wall still did not appear even as thin as a hair's crack.

Fail again!

Boom Boom!

The crazy look on Sheng Yan's face, instead of stopping, he did not hesitate to burn the origin, opened his mouth and spewed out one after another essence blood, spit on the licorice gourd, and used his own origin power to urge the gourd, urging more terrifying power to inject into the gourd, and smashing towards the copper wall again and again.

Your licorice gourd is like a living creature, absorbing the essence and blood of Shengyan, the blood-colored brilliance is more obvious, and the veins bloom like blood vessels, smashing heavily on the gray bronze temple, shaking constantly, and the chaos around it begins to churn like a hurricane.

The buzzing sound from the temple was deafening.

This concussive sound, as if it came from the era of ancient gods and demons, condemned and cursed Sheng Yan's evil deeds.

It's a pity that Sheng Yan's crazy behavior still has no effect.

"Shengyan ......" Ye Qingyu's tone was hesitant, wanting to open his mouth to persuade him.

At this moment, the voice of Emperor Xiaofei came out of the temple again.

"Xiao Yan, you better go...... The Gray Bronze Temple was the first time of Chaos, and the place where the gods and demons were imprisoned...... [Taixu Gourd] had been damaged, and it was impossible to smash it open if it lost its former power......"

In the ancient ethereal voice, there are endless vicissitudes, as if there is still a trace of sadness that has been precipitated for thousands of years.

When Sheng Yan heard this, he showed a look of despair.

Tears crept up all over his chubby face again.

He rushed to the temple like crazy, hit the copper wall with madness and violence, and said in a sad voice, "Woo...... Ancestor, don't persuade you...... I'm not leaving, I've paid so much and gone through all kinds of difficulties to get to this point...... Whining...... I am the only one left in the misfortune of the descendants of the clan...... Even if he went out, Sheng Yan was lonely...... It's better to ...... It's better to accompany the ancestor to die here!"

Ye Qingyu saw the sad and desperate Sheng Yan, and when he heard his words, he didn't expect that the descendants of the quasi-emperor would be the only one left, and he suddenly felt sad, and he couldn't bear it in his heart after all.

He walked to the copper wall, his palm was empty, and the wisp of pure and agile bright yellow fairy qi immediately condensed in his hand.

The next moment.

A palm blasted out.

The palm power containing immortal qi burst out with extremely powerful power, as if a bright yellow laser arrow was born, hitting the weakest point of the copper wall.

Rumble!

The loud bang came again.

The loud bang at this moment seemed to be more palpitating than the previous roar, and the movement was not much worse than the previous [Taixu Gourd].

Sheng Yan was taken aback.

Three people standing in different places, at the same time looking at the point on the copper wall.

But......

No trace at all?

At this time, Ye Qingyu also showed an unbelievable look.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Sheng Yan's eyes.

Then, he looked at Ye Qingyu and choked up: "Brother, thank you very much, you better go quickly, if you delay any longer, I am afraid that the slightest chance of escaping will be useless......"

Ye Qingyu didn't need to speak.

Although the situation is in crisis, after all, the person trapped in the Gray Bronze Temple is the Quasi-Emperor of the Laughing Race, and the hope and future of the Terran Race, if he can be rescued, not to mention the far, the benefits that can be seen in the near distance are that the Terran can finally stand up again, and with a leader, they can unite again, and they can also deter those ambitious alien races.

Moreover, the Heavenly Desolate Realm doesn't have to work so hard.

Forming a good relationship with a quasi-emperor has benefited immensely, even if the Heavenly Desolate Mission fails to pass the assessment in the end, but if there is a joke that the quasi-emperor is here, who dares to let the Heavenly Desolate Realm become a colony?

So, try again.

Be sure to give it a shot.

Seeing Ye Qingyu's firm expression, the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden on the side, a trace of strange color flashed in her eyes, she didn't speak, and stepped forward step by step.

She didn't have any obvious supernatural aura surging all over her body, but the wisps of colorful streamer that came out of her palm flashed with extremely bright and dazzling light, revealing extremely pure heaven and earth aura and divine power.

Under the urging of the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden, the colorful streamer condensed into a colorful light arrow and rushed towards the copper wall.

Rumble!

The same loud noise came.

The temple trembled.

However, in vain.

The point where the light arrow hit, but there was still no trace.

A look of surprise flashed in the Phoenix Celestial Maiden's eyes.

Whether it is Ye Qingyu's bright yellow fairy qi or her colorful light arrows, the difference in power is not very large, and there is no qualitative breakthrough, and the sturdiness of the gray copper temple is terrifying, which is simply beyond the comprehension of the three of them.

"Why don't you try it with fire?"

Ye Qingyu's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

The red lotus karmic fire burns all things, and even the gods and demons can be burned, maybe it will be useful.

Hearing this, the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden nodded slightly.

The cherry lips opened slightly, and the red lotus industry burst out.

The blood-colored karmic fire was like a rocket, aiming at the weak point of the copper wall.

It burned for about dozens of breaths.

The Phoenix Heavenly Maiden slowly withdrew the flames.

However, to the disappointment of the three people, there were still no traces left on the copper wall, and there was not even any sign of copper and iron metal turning red when it was fired.

This gray bronze temple can withstand the demonic flame of destroying gods and demons?

No wonder it can trap a character like Emperor Quasi-Emperor for so many years.

At this time, between the surrounding heaven and earth, the killing machine is more clear and obvious, everything seems to be annihilated, the sky and the earth are jointly strangling all the living beings in it, faintly, there is a strange roar in the distance, as terrifying as the demon in the ground has descended on the world.

Ye Qingyu's heart couldn't help but become anxious.

In the following time.

The three of them tried various means one after another.

Ye Qingyu successively took out the dragon blood halberd and the blood-drinking sword to chop and chop, but all the weapons he had tried them one by one.

It didn't work.

There was not a trace left.

All the weapon blades, even the quasi-emperor-level weapon Dragon Blood War Halberd, under the urging of Ye Qingyu with bright yellow immortal qi, were extremely amazing, but for the Gray Copper Temple, it was like a reed drawn onto the Vajra Divine Iron, which was difficult to shake.

Little by little, time passed.

The three of them were all anxious in their hearts, and their expressions became more and more solemn.

What to do?

The primordial power of heaven and earth is already like boiling water, surging and boiling wildly.

The majestic mountains continue to collapse, and the waterfalls and rivers turn into nothingness.

Everywhere there was an endless surging killing machine, constantly permeating in their direction.

For the rest of the time, it is unknown whether they will be able to escape smoothly.

The situation is becoming more and more critical.

The Quasi-Emperor of Xiaofei was the only quasi-emperor of the human race for thousands of years, and Ye Qingyu was already full of reverence for him. If he is allowed to continue to be trapped in the Gray Bronze Temple now, he doesn't know when the next time the Dark Life Gate appears, maybe he will run out of life and will never be able to go out again in his life.

And the fat man was still crying and shouting, he wanted to bury Emperor Xiaofei with him, could it be that he really let him stay here?

"I had to try it. ”

In a hurry, Ye Qingyu directly grabbed the Yunding copper furnace from his arms.

Without saying a word, he turned on the True Yuan, holding the copper furnace, as if he was picking up a stone, and smashed it towards the point deep in the sword marks on the gray copper temple.

Bite!

A very crisp voice came.

Immediately after, the Gray Bronze Temple shook wildly, and the shaking was unprecedented. And with the vibration of the temple, bursts of murderous machines like the destruction of the world suddenly burst out of the temple, stirring around the surroundings.

The six eyes were invariably staring closely at the copper wall.

At the point where the blood-colored laser corresponded, an extremely thin slit appeared.

It worked!

All three of them looked excited, rekindling hope.

Sheng Yan was even more ecstatic, his eyes bloomed with a fanatical light, staring at Ye Qingyu deadly, and yelled: "Brother, go on, go on, go on......"

He was so excited that he trembled.

Ye Qingyu was pleasantly surprised.

He secretly scolded that he was too stupid, he should have thought of [Yunding Copper Furnace] a long time ago, and he stopped talking at the moment, and directly injected the bright yellow immortal qi in his hand into the copper furnace, urging the Yunding Copper Furnace to slam it again.

Bite!

There was another crunch.

The Gray Bronze Temple erupted in a shuddering hum one after another.

Under the fanatical gaze of the three eyes, he saw that at the weakest point in the deepest part of the gray copper wall sword mark, a crack the size of a hair was finally smashed.

Almost at the same time, the quasi-emperor blood in the gourd suddenly shone brightly, as if it was alive, and lightning teleported through the gap.

The next moment of lightning.

A pale cyan brilliance rushed out of the crack.

"Ancestor!" Sheng Yan wept with joy and bowed down.

I saw that the pale cyan brilliance gradually turned into a thin old man.