"Have you seen what it is?" Pangbo asked, trying to figure out the source of the danger. He was usually careless, but he was always steady at critical moments.
"I didn't see anything, I just felt a terrible breath covering my whole body, and then the bronze bell suddenly vibrated." At this moment, Wang Ziwen was shrouded in golden light, but he still had lingering fears.
After hearing these words, all those who gained something in Daleiyin Temple tightly grasped the broken Buddhist vessels in their hands. These things have now been proven to be truly extraordinary, and they must be owned by the gods!
The broken copper bell stopped vibrating, and the melodious bell gradually died down. The burning golden flame on Wang Ziwen's body disappeared, and the brilliance like a golden battle suit returned to the copper bell.
"Let's go, let's leave this ruin quickly!" Ye Fan held the ancient bronze lamp, sprinkled a little bit of divine light, and took the lead to rush towards the five-color altar.
Everyone followed closely behind. There must be something terrible in the vast ruins of the Tiangong, and every second they stayed there would be more dangerous.
"Ah..." The scream came again. When approaching the edge of the ruins, a male student fell to the ground on his back. There was a finger-thick blood hole in the center of his forehead, and the blood flowed out. It was still the same way of death! He did not rest in peace, his eyes were wide open, and the terrified expression before his death froze there.
At this moment, many people were terrified. Another classmate died suddenly. They watched helplessly, but they were powerless to stop him. They didn't even know what killed him.
Life and death are not easy to say, but in personal experience, everyone feels incomparably bitter. The close classmates around them can't even say a last word, so they die inexplicably like this, which is unacceptable. Many female students nearly collapsed and began to cry in a low voice. I have never seen such a scene before.
"Walk!"
The crowd didn't stop, and couldn't stay, and rushed towards the five-color altar quickly. Finally escaped from the ruins, but the two lives stayed there forever, never to be seen again.
After running for a long distance, looking back, those dilapidated demons, shadowy and indistinct in the night sky, made one's heart palpitate.
But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, three consecutive screams sounded almost simultaneously. Two male students and one female student fell heavily to the ground one after another. The wound was still on the forehead, and the three identical blood holes were so shocking!
The ground was stained red with blood, and three former classmates and friends died tragically. Their eyes were bulging and their expressions were terrified.
In just a short moment, five people had lost their lives. While everyone was sad, their bodies were cold and their scalps were numb. Maybe it would be their turn next, and no one could be sure when their lives would end.
"Woooo..." A female classmate almost collapsed, burst into tears, and said: "The dead people have not found artifacts in the temple, and the unknown devil is nearby, and does not hold the sacred objects left by the gods." If you are alive, you will die sooner or later..."
It is a fact that the five dead people found nothing in the temple, and Wang Ziwen, who was also attacked, was safe because of the broken bronze bell.
"Help us..." Those who didn't find artifacts in the temple were all terrified, approached those who found something, and begged to save them in an almost pleading tone. However, at this critical moment of life and death, who would give up his only life-saving Buddhist artifact
Some people didn't stop, or even looked back, and rushed towards the five-color altar in big strides. The friendship between classmates is precious, but when faced with the choice of life and death, many people choose to be indifferent to each other in order to protect themselves.
The relationship between people and the contradictions of human nature are facing a difficult test for the first time.
"I beg you, help me..." The female classmate who was about to collapse was crying while running, the pear blossoms were raining, panicked, very pitiful, both shoes ran away, but she was still ignorant. occupy her mind.
Ye Fan shouted loudly: "We can share the utensils found in the temple with others."
Pang Bo has always advanced and retreated with Ye Fan. Hearing that he was standing beside him, he also shouted: "That's right, two or three of us can share an artifact found in an ancient temple."
Many people looked at it, but with a look of hesitation, someone said: "What if these broken utensils don't have such a great effect? If you can only protect one person, wouldn't it make the original owner fall into life and death? Danger..."
As soon as such words came out, people were immediately shaken again, and even two people started to speed up, rushing forward without looking back.
"Thank you, Ye Fan..." The lovely and pitiful female classmate who ran off her shoes and was full of tears stumbled to Ye Fan's body, with an expression of incomparable gratitude on her face, mixed with the rolling tears, which made people's heart ache. be merciful.
She stretched out her right hand tremblingly, but when she was a foot away from the ancient lamp, her expression froze all of a sudden, and then she fell heavily to the ground with her eyes blank.
The change was so sudden, Ye Fan watched helplessly as her eyes lost their luster, that pitiful and beautiful cheek was stained with tears, and the grateful smile that had just risen was frozen there forever, making people feel uncomfortable .
Ye Fan really wanted to help her up, but in the end he just stretched out his hand and then took it back. The back of the poor female classmate's head was pierced. This time it wasn't the forehead, but blood was flowing from the long black hair. One step away, but she died in front of Ye Fan's eyes in the end.
That frozen smile stung Ye Fan's eyes, and he slowly backed away from the gradually icy corpse.
"What the hell is that?" was everyone's question.
Death was so close that everyone became even more frightened. Ye Fan and Pang Bo soon surrounded three or four people, and they couldn't wait to grab the ancient lamp and the bronze plaque. for oneself.
"What are you going to do?" Pangbo's eyes widened at that time, and he shouted loudly: "We are saving you and sharing these things with you, instead of giving you the copper plaque and ancient lamp and giving up our own lives! "
He had a big physique and a big build, so his angry stare and anger naturally had a frightening power, those people stopped immediately, stepped forward in embarrassment, and put their hands on the copper plaque and the ancient lamp.
There was no time to delay and stay, and everyone ran quickly, but at this moment, restlessness was spreading, and some people's eyes were hot, and they wanted to snatch the Buddhist artifact. Those who own broken Buddhist vessels are full of vigilance and regret sharing them with others.
"We come from the same place, and we are classmates for four years. Don't let the rest of your life be ashamed and regretful for your choice today!" Ye Fan shouted loudly, more shocking than Pangbo, and immediately let Many people settled down.
"boom!"
At this moment, hundreds of thunderbolts suddenly erupted from Liu Yunzhi in front of him, and the lightning flashed in the air. He was like the god of thunder descending into the world!
Lightning densely covered his body completely, where the electric light flickered, illuminating the surrounding area brightly, and the vajra pestle in his hand was even more radiant, all originating from the broken half of the vajra pestle.
Liu Yunzhi seemed to be wearing a battle suit intertwined with lightning, and his whole body exuded an incomparably fierce aura, with streaks of lightning lingering around his body, just like a god of thunder and lightning.
"I was attacked by that inexplicable thing just now." He only had such a sentence, and then he didn't say anything more. His sharp eyes glanced at Ye Fan inadvertently, but when he saw the ancient bronze lamp, that The two sharp lights disappeared quickly.
It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the electric glow on Liu Yunzhi's body gradually subsided, and the vajra pestle in his hand became dim again.
The staff held by the gods!
The power of this precious pestle is obvious to all, and everyone is shocked.
Everyone was silent along the way, and finally came to the five-color altar. Fortunately, there were no more deaths, which made everyone a little relieved.
The nine huge dragon corpses and the ancient bronze coffin on the five-color altar lay there quietly, still so shocking.
"That is… "
When they came to the altar, everyone was taken aback. The halo of the five-color altar was hazy, and a little bit of faint brilliance gathered from all directions, submerged under the stone foundation.
The mask covering the sky gradually melted and slowly disappeared. It turned out to be because of the five-color altar, which seemed to be accumulating some kind of mysterious energy.
Everyone was surprised at first, and then showed joy, because the five-color altar was shining, just like when it was on Mount Tai, it was probably a sign of opening the ancient road to the starry sky. But this time it is not the "stone book and jade book" that provides the energy, but a hazy and huge mask.
"Boom!"
The hazy mask in the sky was melting, and the thunderous storm rumbled outside, and the whole earth seemed to shake.
The mask was dimmed, and everyone boarded the five-color altar, watching all this nervously.
That terrifying existence in the dark, who doesn't know what it is, lingers in the hearts of everyone like a shadow. Although it doesn't appear for the time being, as long as they don't leave here, it is still a great threat. Everyone desperately wants to escape from Mars.
It lasted for half an hour, and the dim mask kept compressing until it could barely cover the five-color altar. The diameter had shrunk from more than a thousand meters to less than two hundred meters, almost falling to the ground, and all the mysterious energy was gone. Absorbed by the five-color altar.
Pang Bo lowered his voice and whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Liu Yunzhi's eyes glanced at us inadvertently several times. This guy is very scheming, so be careful." Condition.
"Don't worry, I know!" Ye Fan turned to look at Liu Yunzhi, showing a gentle smile.
Liu Yunzhi was very calm, and nodded in a friendly manner, nothing unusual could be seen. There are two other people beside him, one of them is the male classmate who took shelter of Ye Fan's ancient bronze lamp not long ago and arrived here safely.
This made Pang Bo very dissatisfied, and he said in a low voice: "This ungrateful thing, he was around Liu Yunzhi all day when he was in school, but we were the ones who saved his life just now, and now he is getting together with Liu Yunzhi .”
Half a quarter of an hour later, the hazy mask outside was gradually shrinking, and it was about to fall on the five-color altar, and the horror of the outside storm could be clearly sensed.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the sound of the wind was like ghosts crying and gods howling, sand and stones were blowing on the mask, making a thunderous sound, and even some sand and dust were blown in. It can be imagined that the mask is already very fragile and will disappear completely at any time.
Everyone was shocked and backed away. If they fell out of the altar, they would be swept up to the sky by the storm immediately.
At this time, the male classmate whom Pang Bo said was ungrateful slowly moved over from Liu Yunzhi, and suddenly grabbed the ancient bronze lamp in Ye Fan's hand, and with the other hand, he pushed towards Ye Fan violently, trying to snatch the ancient bronze lamp At the same time, push it out of the five-color altar.