"If you are ready, then let's go in." Chen Yang looked up and down at the blue stone door in front of him and said.

"I can still deal with those puppets. If those talisman spirits appear again, it will be a lot of trouble for fellow Daoist Li." Sun Tu said with a smile to Han Li.

"Don't worry, Lord Sun, Li will spare no effort." Han Li said.

Sun Tu nodded, then winked at Fang Chan beside him.

Without saying a word, Fang Chan took the lead, pushed open the gate of the temple, and entered it. The rest of the people followed closely and entered it one after another.

After everyone entered, Sun Tu waved his sleeves and a powerful force rushed past, closing the door again.

Han Li frowned slightly, glanced at the door of the hall, then turned around and glanced into the hall.

Only a "calling" sound was heard.

At the walls around the hall and the dome above, a ball of flames rose at the same time from the huge hanging brazier, burning and illuminating the entire hall.

The terrain of the hall is low, and there is a strange-looking bronze ancient tree standing in it. Seventeen or eighteen branches are divided on the main trunk, full of star patterns.

What is strange is that on almost every branch of the ancient bronze tree, there is a statue covered with copper armor hanging on it. At first glance, it looks like seventeen or eighteen hanging corpses, very strange.

Han Li frowned and looked up along the branches of the bronze ancient tree. He saw a white light column illuminating at the top of the ancient tree. There was a blood-red light inside the light column, and another blood-colored key was placed inside.

Seeing this, Shi Chuankong couldn't help but look at Han Li.

Han Li looked at him, then shook his head secretly, signaling him not to speak out.

But at this moment, the blood-colored key on the ancient bronze tree suddenly flashed, and blood was lit up.

A burning sensation came from Han Li's chest. He was caught off guard and couldn't help but frown and groaned.

Seeing this, Chen Yang's eyes flashed with confusion, and he frowned and asked, "Fellow Daoist Li, what's wrong with you?"

When the rest of the people heard the sound, they looked at this side.

"I was injured in a little secret on the road before, but I was suddenly involved and my heart hurts a little. It might be fine..." Han Li waved his hand calmly and explained casually.

Fortunately, the burning sensation lasted for only a moment and then dissipated. The key hidden in his arms did not emit any strange light, which did not attract more attention from others.

"It's safe for the time being. Do you want to sit down and adjust your breathing properly? If you let the injury be ignored, it will be even more troublesome in the future." Chen Yang frowned and said.

"That's good." Han Li nodded, came to a corner of the hall, and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing this, Shi Chuankong hesitated for a moment, and sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his injuries.

Chen Yang's eyes saw this, his eyes changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the blood-colored key on the top of the bronze tree, with a solemn expression.

"Haha... Fellow Daoist Chen, it seems that the key you mentioned before is here. We were also a blessing in disguise and were sent here by the puppet tide." Sun Tulang said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Sun said this well. We have finally received a reward." Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Then...this key..." Sun Tu said here, suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Chen Yang.

"As far as I know, there is more than one blood-colored key. No matter who it is, it is meaningless to just seize one. If we meet someone else in the future, it is best to cooperate with it and seek benefits together." Chen Yang's expression remained unchanged and he smiled.

Han Li pretended to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, listening to the two of them confronted each other in his ears, and sneered in his heart.

It is not said that Chen Yang and Sun Tu did not mention the bloody key to them before. Now Sun Tu vaguely wants to rely on his and Fang Chan's cultivation to take the bloody key as himself. However, as Chen Yang mentioned this, he had to think about it carefully.

"Two city lords, I think this bronze tree is so strange. The 'hanged ghost' on it is probably also a puppet. I'm afraid it's not that easy to get that key." At this time, Xuanyuan Xing suddenly spoke.

"What fellow Taoist Xuanyuan said is right. Let's work together to take down the blood-colored key first." Sun Tu indeed said with the flow.

"No need to delay, let's do it now." Chen Yang nodded and said.

After saying that, he flew up first and jumped towards the bronze tree.

Sun Tu frowned and gave Fang Chan a wink, who immediately moved his body and chased after him.

The two of them fell one after another on the lowest branch of the bronze monster tree.

As soon as he fell, Chen Yang discovered something was wrong. A powerful force of attraction suddenly emerged from his feet, sucking his body firmly on the tree branch. He wanted to raise his legs and move it, but after a try, he failed.

Fang Chan on the other side was almost in this situation, and her body was locked up by the bronze monster tree.

At this moment, clusters of star patterns on the bronze tree body lit up one after another, turning into strands of white light marks, and swam around the tree body.

Han Li was attracted by the movement here, opened his eyes and looked over, and saw the "hanged ghosts" hanging on the bronze monster tree, which began to sway in the air one after another.

After a while, it was like ripe fruits, and the ripe melons fell down from the branches.

The moment it landed, a red light lit up in the eyes of the seventeen or eighteen puppets at the same time, and a standard battle knife was pulled out from behind the waist. Although there were no star holes on it, they were all engraved with star patterns. The blade body was shining as new as new, and a layer of white starlight was covered with it.

He saw his figure scattering. Except for two of them who jumped back onto the two branches at the lowest point of the strange tree, the remaining dozen people all held their knives and rushed towards Han Li and others.

Seeing this, Han Li sighed and stood up again from the ground.

Everyone then fought with the puppet.

The two puppets rushed up with their swords, but their speed was not slow at all. One of the long swords in their hands slashed horizontally and the other vertically, turning into two sharp arcs of swords and attacked from the left and right sides.

Han Li took off the white scimitar from his waist, and the star and moon boots under his feet flashed with a flash of light, and his speed was even faster. He instantly penetrated under the puppet knife that was slashing across the horizontally, and swept across its legs with a knife.

A sharp sound of "clang"!

A large string of dazzling white sparks splashed from the puppet. The armor, which seemed to be bronze but not the real material, fell a striking white mark under the slash of Han Li's scimitar, but was not damaged at all.

"What awesome armor!" Han Li was slightly surprised.

He turned his body, kicked the ground suddenly, and secretly activated the powerful Vajra Art. The mysterious orifice on his arm was bright, and he held the scimitar tightly and slashed heavily at the puppet that he was chasing.

The star orifices on the white scimitar also lit up, and the blade seemed to be coated with a thin film of starlight, making the cold light even more intense.

Seeing this, the puppet had already gathered across his head and blocked Han Li's scimitar.

I heard a crisp sound of "Kaba"!

The long sword in the puppet's hand broke, and the white scimitar slashed down and landed on the left shoulder of the puppet.

Unfortunately, cutting off the long sword has consumed most of the star power of the scimitar. When it really lands on the shoulders of the puppet, it is only about an inch of the armor that cannot hurt the puppet.

Han Li frowned slightly, and suddenly pulled his sword, trying to pull the white scimitar back.

As a result, it was discovered that the armor on the puppet actually produced an extremely powerful suction force, which made his blade stuck on it and could not be pulled out smoothly.

At the same time, another puppet had already flashed and slashed out with another sword, slashing towards Han Li's lower abdomen.

Han Li had no choice but to abandon his sword and retreat and avoid it.

On the bronze monster tree on the other side, Chen Yang and Fang Chan were unable to move, so they could only stand in place to fight the puppets that were striking towards them. They could still be at ease at the beginning, but when two more puppets jumped over, they were a little powerless to resist.

Especially Fang Chan's side, he had been attacked by two puppets from both sides, and had hit more than a dozen consecutively, and was covered in blood.

However, there seemed to be no pain on his face, and instead there was a growing desire for crazy fighting in his eyes.

"Ao..."

When a puppet saw a long sword in his hand stabbing Fang Chan's heart extremely viciously, the pig-faced boy finally broke out and made a sharp roar like a beast's sound.

With this scream, a stream of translucent sound waves visible to the naked eye in his mouth directly crushed the void in front of the boy and rushed towards the puppet.

The long sword in the puppet's hand pierced into the sound wave, and it immediately seemed to be trapped in a mud, blocked by a powerful force, and could not pierce it immediately, and the speed became extremely slow.

At the same time, the branches under his feet also shaking violently, and his and Chen Yang's bodies also regained their freedom.

Fang Chan took a step forward, passed through the aftermath of the sound wave he roared with one hand, grabbed the puppet's neck, let out a loud shout, and squeezed it hard.

There was an unusual sound with a "bang".

The puppet's neck immediately burst, and his head fell to the ground and rolled down to the side.

Chen Yang also took advantage of his actions to restore freedom. When he turned his body, he shot out an exquisite and slender white bone cone from his hands, which was close to the gap in the puppet armor and drilled in.

Immediately afterwards, a blast sounded, and the entire puppet exploded from the inside.

Then, the victory of Xuancheng and the others became more and more. After about an hour, they finally defeated all the puppets.

Among them, except for Fang Chan who suffered more than ten minor injuries, only Xuanyuan Xing's abdomen was penetrated by a puppet with a sword, and the rest were almost completely injured.
Chapter completed!