"Fellow Daoist Li, judging by them, they won't be finished anytime soon. Should we..."
Fang Chan looked at Han Li and tilted his head toward the top of the tree.
"Senior Brother Luo, the current opportunity is indeed quite good."
Han Li was also somewhat tempted at this moment, so he sent a voice transmission.
"Hehe, Junior Brother, be careful. More people have arrived."
Luo Hong merely chuckled and answered irrelevantly.
"What?!"
Han Li was startled and hurriedly looked toward the entrance of the temple.
Almost at the same moment, a thunderous boom rang out. The temple's two massive doors suddenly exploded, and huge chunks of rubble came hurtling toward everyone!
"Watch out!"
Han Li immediately shouted a warning, flashing aside to evade a massive boulder coming straight at him.
Though it had happened suddenly, Han Li's group had nearly finished dealing with their enemies, so they all escaped the flying boulders without injury.
But Zhu Yan's group was not so fortunate.
"Ah!"
Xu Yinglong suddenly let out a miserable scream. A great gush of blood water burst from his abdomen, mixed with fragments of his internal organs!
It turned out that, while dodging a boulder just now, he had given several Battle Saber Puppets an opening. One slash had nearly cut him in half at the waist!
"Who is it?!"
Zhu Yan flew into a rage. He threw a full-force punch, temporarily forcing back the Battle Saber Puppet before him, then turned to look toward the temple entrance.
"Hahaha! I never expected the two City Lords of Qingyang and White Rock to both be here.
Don't worry. We won't take your puppets. We only want that key."
Amid a burst of laughter, five figures walked into the main hall.
Two of them were precisely the City Lords of Tongyu