As soon as the words came out, Mo Guichen''s face was suddenly awe inspiring, and his whole body was shining with silver. After looking at each other with Ye Lingfeng, they walked cautiously towards the hall, trying to see who the figure in the hall was.


    "Wanrong!" As soon as they entered the hall, they immediately found that it was a monk of yuanyingjing who was paralyzed on the ground. When they turned each other''s body over and saw his face clearly, Mo Guichen was shocked.


    Cough The overturning of his body made Wan Rong, who had been knocked unconscious before, wake up. He coughed a few times before he could see the situation clearly. Then he exclaimed, "master Moshan, how can you be here?"


    As soon as the voice fell, Wanrong''s face suddenly showed the color of vigilance. Obviously, he has also known the identity of these killers. He knows that the group of killers who are called faceless are the best at changing their faces and imitating others.


    "Don''t be nervous, Wan Daoyou. I''m really a stranger. I''m going to pick up Ye Xiaoyou from Shenyao gate to my Qianmo cave. When I passed here, I met the ambush of these huangquan killers. After killing them, I just met you." Mo Guichen doesn''t know what Wan Rong thinks. After shaking his head with a bitter smile, he leans aside and reveals the corpses of those killers outside the hall.


    "It''s really the master of Mo mountain..." Seeing this, Wan Rong felt a long sigh of relief. Then he arched his hand to Mo Guichen and said, "thank you for your help, or I will die."


    The killer of the yellow spring is extremely vicious. He not only comes and goes without trace, but also passes through places like the yellow spring, where there is no grass. Even they are very good at making broken Nirvana and other things with other people''s gold elixir or yuan baby. Just now, the reason why these people didn''t kill Wanrong was to keep him alive. I''m afraid that their idea is to keep Wanrong Yuanying alive. After the ambush, they take it back to the camp to make broken Nirvana and other things.


    Mo Guichen waved his hand, and then said to Wan Rong, "you don''t have to thank me, Wan Daoyou. It''s Ye Xiaoyou who should thank me. I was poisoned by these huangquan killers just now. It''s Ye Xiaoyou who fought against each other with his life, so he was lucky enough to keep his life."


    "Thank you for your help!" Wanrong smell speech, quickly to Ye Lingfeng boxing thanks. However, in his eyes, he was full of doubts. Obviously, he couldn''t understand it. Mo Guichen in yuanyingjing failed to kill those killers, but ye Lingfeng was the main force.


    "What can I do..." Ye Lingfeng casually waved his hand, and then doubted: "master Wan, how can you be here?"


    "I was entrusted by my family to go to Shenyao sect to discuss the alliance of the three sects. Unexpectedly, when I got to the front line of the mountain, I met these killers, and almost didn''t lose my life..." Wan Rong''s voice is bitter and bitter.


    Ye Lingfeng nods with a wry smile. If he guesses correctly, Wanrong''s robbery should be a disaster of no rash. When he passed here, the killers in the yellow spring were setting up ambush. In order to avoid information leakage, he wanted to kill people.


    These killers are not only skilled, but also brave enough! Ye Lingfeng was filled with emotion.


    Wanjia is the first family in Northern Wilderness, and Qianmo Grottoes is one of the four heroes in southern region. As Wanrong and moguichen, even if they go to southern region, western desert or other places, those top forces have to treat each other with courtesy.


    But now these killers have no scruples about their identity, and even want to kill them in turn.


    After sighing a few times, ye Lingfeng began to look at the hall carefully to see what the legendary Temple of the yellow spring looked like, and whether it was really like the legend that there was a temple of Jing made of bones of monks in the palace!


    "This material..." When ye Lingfeng''s eyes scan the material of the temple, the corner of his eyes suddenly pulls out.


    Because he was shocked to find that the temple was made of the same material as the corridor he had seen on sea shark island that day.


    This material is very mysterious, emitting a touch of silver, tentacles of ice, giving people a metallic texture.


    Not only that, but after careful perception, ye Lingfeng found an interesting situation. These materials used in the construction of the temple, when the spirit and mana were put in, had a feeling that could not be touched. That feeling was the feeling of space.


    This discovery makes Ye Lingfeng wonder whether the temple that the spirit of sea shark island is guarding can also be as empty as the temple of the yellow spring, and master the wonderful power of space.


    "This is not a real temple, but a replica..." After walking around the main hall for a week, ye Lingfeng couldn''t help feeling a little disappointed, because he didn''t find the Jingguan temple in the temple, which was made up of the bones of the monks of wenjingjing.


    Moreover, the appearance of this holy hall looks very new, and it does not have the historical massiness that has been inherited for a long time.


    All these fully prove that this palace is a copy of later generations, not a real Temple of the yellow spring.


    "It''s a pity..." Not only is Ye Lingfeng, Mo Guichen also found this situation, can''t help but feel some regret.


    The holy temple of the yellow spring is the most precious inheritance treasure of the yellow spring. It is extremely mysterious. If you can get such a secret treasure, it will definitely benefit people endlessly. It is a pity that all these are new imitations, and their value is far less than that of the real Temple of the yellow spring."Ye Xiaoyou, you have made great contributions. Please accept this imitation temple." After a moment''s hesitation, Mo Guichen makes a decision and bows his hand to Ye Lingfeng, indicating that he won''t touch the imitation of the temple.


    For this proposal of Mo Guichen, Wanrong has no objection. If he is not saved by Ye Lingfeng and Mo Guichen, whether he can see the sun tomorrow is an unknown number, so he is not qualified to distribute the harvest.


    "Well, I''ll take it." Ye Lingfeng hesitated a little, but he was not polite. When the three left the holy hall, they immediately turned their mind and mana into the control center of the holy hall.


    After the execution, the original two Zhang high, three Zhang wide square replica of the temple. After a buzz, the huge holy hall quickly turned into a half palm size, flew into the palm of Ye Lingfeng''s hand, and was held in the air by him.


    As his mind moved again, the copy of the temple immediately tore open the void and hid in it. After it enters, it is in a peaceful place. Even if it is explored by the divine mind and mana, it can''t find anything at all.


    "The holy temple of the yellow spring is really amazing. Even if it''s just a replica, it''s not easy." This situation, ye Lingfeng heart can not help but be overjoyed. Just an imitation has such power. How strong is the real one.