The densely packed five-color runes on the Wuyuan Xuanling's hand rushed towards the man, but were blocked by the golden light shield around him.

The man seemed to be covered with a layer of invisibility cloak, no matter how the five-color runes pierced and surrounded him, he stood still.

Not long after, the golden light around the man's body was covered with densely packed five-color runes. He slowly raised his palms above his head and separated them from the left and right sides. The golden light shield around his body expanded with the movements of his hands.

As it got bigger, it suddenly exploded, and thousands of golden rays of light shot out in all directions like needlepoints.

Wuyuan Xuanling's hand was penetrated by countless golden rays in an instant, and was riddled with holes.

When Tang Ning saw this, her expression changed slightly and she flew back. She turned her hand over and saw a square black turban rising up in the wind to protect her in front of her.

The Xuan Yuan scarf burst into light, and as it continued to rotate, a huge black hole emerged. The overwhelming golden light shot into the black hole, like a mud cow entering the sea, making no sound.

The black hole withstood the attack of a large amount of golden light, but it was also unable to withstand the attack. The whole body was twisted and deformed, and soon scattered into pieces in the air. The remaining golden light all hit the Xuan Yuan scarf and was blocked by it.

The man still maintained a weird sitting posture, and his right palm was slowly pushed out, and a golden handprint appeared. With a loud "bang" sound, the golden handprint hit the Xuan Yuan scarf, and the Xuan Yuan scarf shrank and shook violently.

At this moment, the man's body suddenly ignited with raging black flames, but it was Wu Tongming who took action. A black mirror was seen suspended above his head, and the man's figure was illuminated on the mirror.

The man was swallowed up by black flames, but he remained motionless, as if he was unaware of it.

I saw his right palm slowly pushing out and hitting Wu Tongming with another golden handprint.

Wu Tongming formed a seal with his hands, and a huge dark door appeared in front of him, with the shape of a ghost head carved on it. The golden handprint hit the ghost door, making a loud noise, the huge door collapsed slightly, and the golden giant palm disappeared.

Black light surged from the ghost head's mouth, and a huge black beam of light shot towards the man.

The man punched out with his left hand and collided with the black beam of light. The huge beam of light was scattered by his punch, and the black light scattered in all directions.

When Tang Ning and Wu Tongming saw this, they were shocked. Not only was this person powerful in magical powers, but his physical body was so tough. What was even weirder was that there was not a single trace of spiritual power fluctuations in his body, just like a walking corpse.

You could say that he is a puppet! This puppet is too lifelike. Except for the fact that there are no spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, his every move is no different from that of a real monk. Moreover, no puppet can use magical powers on its own.

If he is a monk, he does not have the aura that a monk should have.

Up to this point in the fight between the two sides, both of them are confused and cannot figure out the origin of the enemy in front of them.

The man didn't care how they made any noise. After he punched away the black beam of light, he flashed and walked up to Wu Tongming in the blink of an eye. He punched out and the huge black door shook violently, with a big fist deep in the middle.

A pit appears.

The man's fists were like the wind, and he punched hundreds of times in a few breaths. The giant door shattered into pieces under his heavy blows.

Wu Tongming flew back, turned his hand, and a white jade bottle swelled up in the wind. A ball of blood-colored solution poured out of it, turning into a huge blood-colored cage, shrouding the man in it.

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Not to mention the battle between Tang Ning, Wu Tongming and the man, on the other side, in a thundercloud, Zhang Ziqing was having a fierce battle with another man with a leopard head and ape arms.

Zhang Ziqing's figure merged with the thunderclouds, formless and formless. Huge thunder pillars shot out from the thunderclouds from time to time, hitting the figure of the leopard-headed man with ape-arms, staggering him every time.

Between the man's eyes, a red light flashed, sweeping through the surrounding thunderclouds.

The huge thundercloud fell into pieces in an instant under the sweep of his red light, and scattered into pieces, but then it coalesced back together in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ziqing hid in the thunder clouds and controlled the thunder pillar to strike down continuously. He knew in his heart that the attack effect of the thunder pillar alone would cause minimal damage to the man.

The man's tough body made him somewhat helpless, and he didn't want to fight the man to the death, causing both sides to suffer losses. He just wanted to control the thunder clouds to hold the man down, and wait until the other battle groups decided the winner before taking the next step.

Decide.

He looked around and saw that the situation of the other two battle groups was unclear, which strengthened his determination to watch the fire from the other side.

He was thinking this, but the other party ignored him. He saw the leopard-headed man with ape-arms clasping his palms together and slowly opening them, and a dark green ball appeared in his palms.

The ball floated from his palm, growing bigger and bigger, emitting a dazzling light. The surrounding thunderclouds were swept by the dark green light, and seemed to be pulled, swarming towards the ball, being sucked into the inside of the ball, and dissipated without a trace.

trace.

Soon, the surrounding thunderclouds were swept away by the dark green light, and they rushed into the inside of the ball. Among the thunderclouds in the sky, a figure shot out, and the figure of Zhang Ziqing appeared.

The dark green ball burst into light, and its whole body changed, as if it was chewing something. After about ten breaths, the surface of the ball stopped changing. Suddenly, countless thunder pillars shot down from inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziqing's expression couldn't help but change.

I don’t know what kind of weird technique this dark green ball is. After absorbing his thunder clouds, it actually swallowed up the lightning properties contained in it and turned it into its own use. He is not as hard as a man’s body and can withstand these thunder pillars.

, just a wisp of thunder and lightning power was enough to knock him out of his wits.

Zhang Ziqing turned his hand, and a piece of blue brocade swelled in the wind, bursting with light and forming a shield, covering it.

Thunder pillars shot down from all over the sky and hit the blue light curtain, like raindrops falling on a river, causing waves of ripples.

As more and more thunder pillars hit, the cyan light curtain gradually twisted and deformed. After the thunder pillars dissipated, the cyan light curtain had twisted into a mess.

Zhang Ziqing formed a seal with his hands, and a golden giant sword formed from mid-air. He shouted softly, and the giant sword slashed straight down. Golden light enveloped the surrounding world. Wherever the giant sword passed, the space was distorted visible to the naked eye.

After a loud noise, the dark green ball shook violently under the strike of the giant sword, its shape twisted and changed, and finally shattered into pieces, and the giant sword slashed down with the remaining force.

The man with a leopard head and ape arms slowly raised his head, clasped his palms together, and a white lotus grew from the top of his head, growing bigger and bigger.

The giant sword slashed at the white lotus, golden light and white light intertwined, and the surrounding space was distorting little by little, but the man under the white lotus remained motionless.

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Not to mention the fight between the two people, on the other side of the palace, the boiling sea of ​​blood submerged Gu Zili's figure. In the sea of ​​blood, a little black light lingered, which was where Gu Zili was.

As the sea of ​​​​blood continued to surge, the black light was eroded by the sea of ​​blood, becoming weaker and weaker, and was about to disappear. Suddenly, a violent golden light emerged from the sea of ​​​​blood, as if the clouds were clearing, and countless rays of golden light emerged from the sea.

It emerged from the sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and the sun.

A golden sun the size of a millstone slowly rose from the sea of ​​blood. Wherever the light shone, the sea of ​​blood dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a golden round sun above his head, Gu Zili walked towards the tall and burly man step by step.

The man's hands and feet couldn't help trembling, but he still had that expressionless look. As Gu Zili stepped closer, he saw crumbs flying all over the man's body. Where the golden sun shined, the space was completely frozen, like a picture scroll.

Only Gu Zili was not restrained and approached the man step by step in the confined space, while the golden sun above his head also pressed downwards little by little.

The body of the tall, broad man collapsed bit by bit and fell into pieces.

Like a broken statue, cracks visible to the naked eye spread across its body, followed by the skin and flesh of its hands and feet detaching, and then the entire body collapsed, with pieces of flesh flying.

As the golden sun fell from mid-air to the ground, the man's entire body turned into a pile of flesh.

Gu Zili breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that the other two battle groups were still fighting. He flashed and came to Zhang Ziqing's side. He flipped his hand and saw a golden pagoda rising in the wind, with a giant golden net inside.

It shrouded the man below.

Due to Gu Zili's participation, the battle quickly became one-sided. After dealing with the leopard-headed man with ape-arms who was stalemate with Zhang Ziqing, the two of them turned around to help Tang Ning and Wu Tongming deal with the last white-faced man.

At this point, the three strange men guarding the jade coffin were defeated after fighting each other, and their bodies were scattered on the ground.

Obviously they are no longer flesh and blood, but they are refined into this appearance by some unknown method.

And the entire palace collapsed during the fight between several people, with broken walls and red bricks and green tiles everywhere.

"It's really strange. These three bodies are obviously refined puppets, but on the surface they are the same as ours. They can each use different skills and magical powers. The puppets have been refined to this extent, and they are considered to be superb."

Zhang Ziqing frowned as he looked at the pile of broken body remains at his feet.

Tang Ning leaned down and picked up a fragment of her little finger. She held it in her hand and examined it carefully. The thumb was very smooth to the touch and extremely tough. No matter how hard Tang Ning tried, it was difficult to damage it.

"I wonder what kind of treasure is in the jade coffin? Three such special puppet guards were made?"

"Go and take a look and you will know."

"There won't be any accidents! If there is a fourth-level puppet in the jade coffin, we won't be able to deal with it."

"At this point, even if you are really a fourth-level puppet, you have to fight your way through."

"If it was really a fourth-level puppet, based on our movements just now, I'm afraid it would have been alarmed."

Several people talked and walked towards the hall. The entire hall had long ago collapsed, leaving only a pile of broken tiles. The jade coffin was still displayed in its original position. Wei Zili took the lead, pushing the jade coffin open with the golden pagoda on his head.

There was a corpse inside. The flesh and blood of the body had disappeared, leaving only white bones. It seemed to be quite old.
Chapter completed!