On the other side, there is the battle situation of other monks and puppet warriors fighting together, and the current battle situation is still quite stalemate, at the beginning, because of underestimating the opponent's combat strength, the monks' side, there were large losses, but with most of the weak being excluded, the battle situation turned back, after all, among them, there are also first-level figures of the elders of the major forces, and even more similar to the head of the three major masters of the Meteor Sword Gate who is now fighting against the three puppet warriors with the strength of one person...... The Flowing Fire Sword Master is a powerful monk who is enough to compete with Ye Qingcicada, a sword of flowing fire, flowing clouds and water, the way of violent flames, but not losing its softness, playing with the three puppets in applause, cutting off a puppet with a sword, and then waving a sword, dancing a flame dragon, devouring the other two puppets, its powerful strength is eye-catching, and similar to the characters of the Flowing Fire Sword Master, there are still a few people in their team, so it seems that in fact, it is only a matter of time before all these puppet warriors are annihilated。

Ling Feng looked back at the gate of the palace, only to see where he was, there were only debris all over the ground, which was the remains of the puppets, as for Ye Feng and Sun Ying, they were already nowhere to be seen, when Ling Feng and the others were still entangled with these puppets, the two of them had already killed more than a dozen puppet warriors with their own powers, and then walked away, and the speed was much faster than them.

"Looks like I'm going to catch up as soon as possible. Ling Feng muttered, Yan Ling had already come to Ling Feng's side, under Ling Feng's protection, Yan Ling was unharmed, so next, just wait for Murong Yun to solve the trouble on his side, and then ......

"Boom!" Just as Ling Feng was thinking this, suddenly a pile of gravel crossed in front of him, almost colliding with the tip of Ling Feng's nose, which startled Yan Ling, the pile of rubble-like things hit the beams and pillars supporting the main hall, and finally stopped, and looked at it, it turned out to be a puppet warrior, but at this moment, it had turned into a waste stone, and his body had been shattered, even the core of his body was shattered, Ling Feng looked back with a speechless look, as expected, over there, Murong Yun, who had a ten-zhang demon shadow suspended behind him, was looking at this side with a smile, judging from the scene of the demon shadow's slowly retracting fist, the puppet just now was broken by Murong Yun, and it happened to fly in front of Ling Feng and the others, obviously Murong Yun did it intentionally.

"These puppets that have been silent for 6,000 years, I didn't expect them to be quite durable. The demon shadow behind Murong Yun disappeared, fanning his signature folding fan, and walked with a smile, shuttling through the battlefield without the slightest sense of tension, but no matter what, Murong Yun also defeated his opponent, and now the remaining puppets are all entangled with the monks, and there is no need to worry about something suddenly jumping out to stop them.

No one noticed it, Yan Ling's expression was a little dim, since she met Ling Feng, the most she could do was to hide behind Ling Feng, after all, with her strength, in this dangerous situation, she really couldn't do anything, but seeing Murong Yun's current performance, Yan Ling couldn't help but feel deeply shocked, Murong Yun's cultivation was only in the middle of the Dao realm, much worse than her, but the combat power was completely the same as her, those puppet warriors, if she ran into it, it was estimated that she would be killed in seconds in a flash, but Murong Yun could still defeat it as if she was talking and laughing, the huge gap between them made her feel a little embarrassed, and these people were together, his sense of existence is becoming more and more insufficient, of course, for Ling Feng, Murong Yun's victory is just an expected result.

"Brother Murong, Yan Ling, while the melee is still going on, let's not be rubbing it off, Ye Feng and Sun Ying have already caught up with Wang Daoyuan's pace and entered the palace gate. Ling Feng said to the two, and at the same time motioned for the two to look at the palace gate on the other side, sure enough, in front of the palace gate, there were only a mess of battle traces and the remains of a puppet, but Ye Feng and Sun Ying, at some point, had already entered the palace gate like Wang Daoyuan.

"It's worthy of the crown prince, the golden generation of Baiyun City, well, since I'm here, then I'll also show some energy. Murong Yun put away the folding fan, and it seemed that he was really as he said, and he showed his energy, after all, even Murong Yun seemed to have already taken an interest in the relics of this Yin Yang God Sect.

"Ling Feng, what about the young man of the river and the green cicada fairy that day?" Yan Ling asked in a low voice, Ling Feng followed Yan Ling's gaze and looked at the place where the three clans were fighting, and also saw the leading Ye Qingcian and Ye Tianhe, the monks of the Wang family have fallen into a desperate situation, I am afraid that it will not take much time to be slaughtered by the other two, I believe that soon, Ye Qingcicada and they will also keep up with the pace.

"Green Cicada Fairy and Brother Tianhe, I'm afraid it won't be long before they come, with their strength, it's absolutely no problem, now, let's go first. Ling Feng said lightly, in this kind of place, one step ahead of others represents the right of first way, and it is also possible to get the treasure first before others.

In this way, Yan Ling had no objection, and Murong Yun did not need to mention it, the three of them just shuttled between the battlefields, and at a very fast speed, they came to the front of the temple gate, glanced at the dark corridor in front of them, and then looked back at the battlefield, the battle between the monks and the puppets, the monks had gradually gained the upper hand, and the battle situation of the three clans on the other side, needless to say, the Wang family was just struggling to survive, and it would not be long before they were all annihilated.

After glancing at it, Ling Feng turned his head and said nothing, and Murong Yun and Yan Ling stood beside him, rushing into the dark corridor together.

"Huh?"

"This ...... It's a little weird. "

"Ling Feng, is this corridor so long? "

"That's not right...... Wrong...... Not quite right. "

The dark corridor, the three of them shuttled together, but no matter how long they ran, how fast they went, how they walked through, there was no, or they couldn't see the end of the corridor!