Chapter 17 Life and Death

"Do you see what it is?" Pang Bo asked, trying to find out the root cause of the danger. He was usually careless, but he was always steady at the critical moment.

"I didn't see anything. I only felt a terrible breath covering my whole body, and then the copper bell suddenly shook." At this moment, Wang Ziwen was shrouded in golden light, but he still had a lingering fear.

After hearing these words, everyone who got something from the Great Leiyin Temple tightly grasped the broken Buddha's weapons in their hands. These things have now been proved to be extraordinary and must be held by the gods!

The broken bronze bell stopped shaking, and the melodious bell gradually recededed. The burning golden flame on Wang Ziwen disappeared, and the light like a golden suit returned to the bronze bell.

"Let's go, let's get out of this ruin!" Ye Fan held an ancient bronze lamp, sprinkled a little brilliance, and took the lead in rushing to the five-color altar.

Everyone followed closely. There must be something terrible in the ruins of this vast heavenly palace. Every second you stay, it will be more dangerous.

"Ah..." The scream came again. When he approached the edge of the ruins, a male classmate looked up to the sky and fell to the ground. There was a blood hole with thick fingers in the middle of his forehead, and the blood flowed, which was the same way to die! He couldn't close his eyes, his eyes were wide open, and the frightened look before his death was frozen there.

At this moment, many people were extremely afraid. Another classmate suddenly died. He watched it, but he couldn't stop it. He didn't even know what had killed him.

It's easy to say goodbye to life and death, but after personal experience, everyone feels extremely bitter, and the close classmates around them can't even say a last word, so they die inexplicably, which is difficult to accept. The girl's classmate almost collapsed and cried in a low voice. I have never seen such a scene before.

"Go!"

Everyone did not stop, nor could they stop, and quickly rushed to the five-color altar. Finally, he escaped from the ruins, but the two lives stayed there forever and could never be seen again.

Run far away and look back. Those ferocious demons, like ferocious walls, are shadowy under the night sky, which makes people palpitate.

But before everyone could breathe, three screams sounded almost at the same time. Two male classmates and a female classmate fell to the ground one after another. The wound was still on the forehead, and the three identical blood holes were so shocking!

The blood stained the ground red, and three former classmates and friends died tragically. Their eyes were violent and their expressions were frightened.

In the short film, five people have lost their lives, which makes everyone sad. At the same time, they are cold and their scalp is numb. Maybe the next one will be their turn. No one can be sure when life will end.

"Woo-hoo..." A female classmate almost collapsed and cried and said, "The dead have not found any artifacts in the temple. The unknown devil is nearby. If you don't hold the sacred objects left by the gods, 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 and sound because of the broken bronze bell.

"Help us..." The people who did not find the artifacts in the temple were all frightened. They were close to those who had something to do, and begged to save them in an almost pleading tone. But who will give up his only life-saving weapon at this critical moment of life and death?

Some people did not stop or even look back, and strode towards the five-color altar. Classmate friendship is valuable, but in the face of life-and-death choices, many people choose indifference in order to protect themselves.

The relationship between people and human beings, the contradictions of human nature, are facing the current difficult test for the first time.

"Please, help me..." The almost collapsed female classmate ran and cried. The pear blossoms were raining, panicked, and very pitiful. Both shoes ran away, but she was still confused and ignorant. At this moment, fear had occupied her heart.

Ye Fan shouted, "We can share the objects found in the temple with others."

Pang Bo has always advanced and retreated with Ye Fan. Hearing the words, he stood beside him and shouted, "Yes, we can hold a piece of artifact found in the ancient temple together."

Many people looked at it, but with hesitation, someone said, "What if these broken objects don't have such a big effect? If only one person can be protected, wouldn't the original owner also be in danger of life and death..."

As soon as such words came out, it immediately made people shake again. Even two people began to speed up and rushed forward without looking back.

"Thank you, Ye Fan..." The man ran away his shoes and was full of tears. The poor female classmate stumbled in front of Ye Fan, with an extremely grateful look on her face, mixed with the falling tears, which made people feel pity.

She trembled and stretched out her right hand, but when she was still a foot away from the ancient lamp, her expression suddenly froze, and then her eyes were distracted and she fell to the ground heavily.

The change was so sudden that Ye Fan watched her eyes lose their luster. The pitiful beautiful cheeks were marked with tears, and the rippled grateful smile was frozen there forever, making people feel uncomfortable.

Ye Fan wanted to lift her up, but after all, she just stretched out her hand and took it back. The back of the poor female classmate's head was pierced. This time it was not her forehead. There was blood flowing out of the long black hair, only one step away, but she finally died in front of Ye Fan.

The frozen smile stung Ye Fan's eyes. He slowly retreated and left the gradually cold body.

"What the hell is that?" This is everyone's question.

Death was so close that everyone was even more frightened. Ye Fan and Pang Bo soon surrounded three or four people. They couldn't wait to grab the ancient lamp and the bronze plaque. It was almost a fighting posture and wanted to take it for themselves.

"What are you going to do?" Pang Bo stared at that time and shouted, "We are saving you and holding these things with you, not giving you copper plaques and ancient lanterns and giving up our lives!"

He was burly and big. Naturally, there was a terrible power when he stared at him. The people suddenly stopped, came forward and put their hands on the bronze plaque and the ancient lamp.

There is no time to delay and stay. Everyone runs quickly, but at this time, there is a restless mood spreading. Some people are hot in their eyes and want to grab the Buddha's weapons. Those who have broken Buddha's weapons are full of vigilance and regret holding them with others.

"We come from the same place. We are four classmates. Don't let the rest of your life be ashamed and regretful for your choice today!" Ye Fan shouted loudly that he was more shocked than Pang Bo, which immediately calmed down many people.

"Boom"

At this moment, hundreds of thunder and lightning suddenly broke out on Liu Yunzhi in front of him, and the lightning flew. He was like the god of thunder!

The lightning covered his body completely, where the electric light shone brightly, and the diamond pestle in his hand was even more brilliant. Everything came from the half-broken pestle.

Liu Yunzhi seemed to be dressed in a suit intertwined with lightning, and his whole body emitted a fierce and unparalleled momentum, and electric light wrapped around him, just like a thunder and lightning god of war.

"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 inadvertently swept over Ye Fan's place, but when he saw the bronze ancient lamp, the two sharp lights quickly disappeared.

It was not until a moment later that the electric light on Liu Yunzhi's body gradually subsided, and the King Kong pestle in his hand became dim again.

The staff held by the gods!

The power of this pestle is obvious to all, and it is shocking.

Everyone was silent along the way and finally came to the five-color altar. Fortunately, there was no more death, which made everyone a little relieved.

The nine huge dragon corpses and the bronze ancient coffin on the five-color altar are still so shocking.

"That's..."

When they came to the altar, everyone was shocked. The five-color altar was hazy, and there was a little faint light condensed in all directions, under the stone foundation.

The light mask shrouded in the sky gradually melted and slowly disappeared. Unexpectedly, it seemed to be accumulating some mysterious energy because of the five-color altar.

Everyone was surprised first, and then showed joy, because the five-color altar was shining, just like when it was in Mount Tai, it was likely to be a sign of opening the ancient road of the starry sky. However, it is not the "stone book" that provides energy this time, but a hazy and huge light mask.

"Rumble"

The hazy light in the sky was melting, and the thunderous storm from the outside world rumbled, and the whole earth seemed to shake.

The light mask was dim, and everyone climbed to the five-color altar and stared at all this nervously.

I don't know what the terrible existence is in the dark, like a shadow in everyone's hearts. Although it does not appear for the time being, as long as it does not leave here, it is still a threat, and everyone is eager to escape from Mars.

lasted for half an hour, and the dim light mask was constantly compressed. In the end, it could only cover the five-color altar. The diameter had been reduced from more than 1,000 meters to less than 200 meters, and it almost fell to the ground. All the mysterious energy was absorbed by the five-color altar.

Pang Bo whispered in Ye Fan's ear, "Liu Yunzhi's eyes inadvertently swept over us several times. This guy is very scheming. Be careful." He was thick and thin, and he was keenly aware of this situation.

"Don't worry, I know!" Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Liu Yunzhi with a gentle smile.

Liu Yunzhi was very calm and nodded kindly. He couldn't see anything abnormal. There are also two people beside him, one of whom is the male classmate who arrived here safely with the bronze ancient lamp sheltered by Ye Fan not long ago.

This made Pang Bo very dissatisfied and whispered, "This ungrateful thing revolved around Liu Yunzhi all day when he went to school, but we just protected his life, but now we have come together with Liu Yunzhi."

After half a quarter of an hour, the hazy mask outside is gradually shrinking and is about to fall on the five-color altar, which can clearly sense the horror of the external storm.

"Woo-woo" The wind is like a ghost crying and howling. The sand and stone blow on the light mask, making a thunderous sound. Even some sand and dust have blown in. It can be imagined that the light mask is very fragile and will disappear completely at any time.

Everyone was shocked and retreated. In case they fell out of the altar, they were afraid that they would be swept up to the sky immediately by the storm.

At this time, the male classmate, who was said to be ungrateful by Pang Bo, slowly moved over from Liu Yunzhi and suddenly grabbed the bronze ancient lamp in Ye Fan's hand, and the other hand fiercely pushed Ye Fan to seize the bronze ancient lamp and push it out of the five-color altar.