Chapter 17 Life and Death
Chapter 17 Life and Death
"Have you seen what it is?" Pang Bo asked, trying to figure out the source of the danger. He was usually carefree, but he was always calm at critical moments.
"I didn't see anything, I just felt a terrible breath enveloped my whole body, and then the bronze bell suddenly vibrated." At this moment, Wang Ziwen was enveloped 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 relics in their hands. These things have now been confirmed to be truly extraordinary, and they must be held by the gods!
The broken bronze bell stopped vibrating, the melodious sound of the bell gradually subsided, the burning golden divine flame on Wang Ziwen disappeared, and the brilliance like a golden battle clothes returned to the bronze bell.
"Let's go, let's leave this ruins quickly!" Ye Fan held the bronze ancient lantern, sprinkled a little divine light, and took the lead in rushing towards the five-color altar.
The crowd followed closely behind. There must be something terrifying in this vast ruins of the Heavenly Palace, and every second that stayed there would be a little more dangerous.
"Ah..." The screams came again. When approaching the edge of the ruins, a male classmate fell to the ground. There was a blood hole the size of a finger in the center of his forehead. ! He couldn't rest his eyes, his eyes were wide open, and the terrified expression before his death froze there.
At this moment, many people were extremely frightened. Another classmate died suddenly, and they watched helplessly, but they were powerless to stop it, and they didn't even know what killed him.
It's easy to say goodbye to death, but through personal experience, everyone felt extremely bitter, and the close classmates around them couldn't even say their last words. Many of the girl classmates nearly collapsed and began to cry in a low voice. I had never seen such a scene before.
"Walk!"
The crowd did not stop, nor could they stop, and quickly rushed towards the five-color altar. Finally escaped the ruins, but the two lives stayed there forever and could never be seen again.
Running out a long way, looking back and watching, those demons with broken walls and ruins, shadowing in the night sky, make people palpitate.
But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, three consecutive screams sounded almost at the same time. Two male students and one female classmate fell heavily to the ground one after another. The wound was still on the forehead, and the three identical blood holes were like this. shocking!
The ground was stained red with blood, and three former classmates and friends died tragically.
In just a short time, five people have lost their lives, which makes everyone sad, and their bodies are cold and their scalps are numb. Maybe it will be their turn next, and no one can be sure when their lives will end.
"Woooo..." A female classmate almost collapsed, burst into tears, and said, "The dead haven't found any artifacts in the temple, the unknown devil is nearby, and doesn't hold the treasures left by the gods. The holy thing is in the body, and sooner or later it will die..."
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..." The people who didn't find the artifacts in the temple were all terrified and approached those who had gained, begging to save them in a tone that was almost begging. However, at this juncture of life and death, who would give up their only life-saving weapon?
Some people didn't stop or even looked back, and strode towards the five-color altar. The friendship of classmates is valuable, but when faced with the choice of life and death, many people choose to be indifferent, in order to protect themselves.
The relationship between people and the contradictions of human nature are facing the difficult test for the first time.
"Please, help me..." The nearly collapsed female classmate was crying while running. The pear blossoms were raining, she was terrified, and very pitiful. Both shoes had run away, but she was still ignorant and terrified at the moment. It has filled her mind.
Ye Fan shouted: "We can share the artifacts found in the temple with others."
Pang Bo has always been advancing and retreating with Ye Fan. Hearing that, standing beside him, he also shouted loudly, "Yes, we can hold an object found in the ancient temple together in two or three people."
Many people looked at them, but with hesitation, someone said: "What if these broken artifacts don't have such a big effect? If you can only protect one person, wouldn't the original owner be caught in life and death? Dangerous situation..."
As soon as these words came out, people were shaken again, and even two people started to speed up and rushed forward without looking back.
"Thank you Ye Fan..." The pitiful female classmate who ran off her shoes with tears all over her face, stumbled to Ye Fan's front, with an extremely grateful look on her face, mixed with the rolling tears, let People have pity.
She stretched out her right hand tremblingly, but when she was still a foot away from the ancient lantern, her expression suddenly froze, and then her eyes were blank, and she fell heavily to the ground.
The change was so sudden, Ye Fan watched her eyes lose their brilliance, the pitiful and beautiful cheeks were stained with tears, and the grateful smile that had just swelled was frozen there forever, making people feel uncomfortable. .
Ye Fan wanted to help her up, but in the end he just stretched out his hand and took it back. The poor female classmate was pierced in the back of the head. This time it wasn't the forehead. There was blood flowing from the long black hair. One step away, but she eventually died in front of Ye Fan's eyes.
The frozen smile stinged Ye Fan's eyes, he slowly backed away and left the gradually cold corpse.
"What the hell is that?" This was everyone's question.
The death was so close, and everyone was even more frightened. Ye Fan and Pang Bo soon surrounded three or four people. They couldn't wait to grab the ancient lantern and the bronze plaque. It was almost a scramble. For own.
"What are you doing?" Pang Bo widened his eyes and shouted: "We are saving you and holding these things together with you, not giving you the bronze plaque and ancient lanterns and giving up our lives! "
He was burly and big, so his anger naturally had a terrifying power, and those few people stopped immediately, stepped forward embarrassingly, and put their hands on the bronze plaque and the ancient lantern.
There was no time to delay or stay, and everyone ran quickly, but at this time there was a sense of restlessness spreading. And those who have broken Buddhist artifacts are full of vigilance and regret holding them together with others.
"We come from the same place, we have been 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 him Many people settled down.
"boom"
At this moment, hundreds of thunderbolts suddenly erupted from Liu Yunzhi in front of him, and the lightning flashed, he was like a thunder god coming into the world!
The lightning was dense, covering his body completely, where the electric light flickered, illuminating the surroundings brightly, and the vajra in his hand was even more dazzling, and everything came from the half broken treasure pestle.
Liu Yunzhi seemed to be wearing a battle suit interwoven with lightning, and his whole body exuded a fierce and unparalleled aura, and lightning flashes lingered around him, just like a thunder and lightning war god.
"I was attacked by that inexplicable thing just now." He just said this, and then he didn't say anything more, his sharp eyes swept over Ye Fan inadvertently, but when he saw the bronze ancient lamp, that The two beams quickly disappeared.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that the electric light on Liu Yunzhi's body gradually faded away, and the vajra pestle in his hand became dim again.
The staff of the gods!
The power of this treasure 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 on the five-color altar and the bronze ancient coffin were quietly lying there, still so shocking.
"That is……"
When they came to the altar, everyone was taken aback. The five-color altar was hazy, and there were a little faint brilliance condensed in all directions, submerging under the stone foundation.
The mask shrouded in the sky gradually melted and disappeared. It was because of the five-color altar that it 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 in Mount Tai, it was very likely a sign of opening the ancient road to the stars. But this time, it was not the "Stone Book and Jade Book" that provided the energy, but a hazy and huge mask.
"Boom"
The hazy mask on the sky is melting, and the thunder-like storm outside is rumbling, and the whole earth seems to be shaking.
The mask was dim, and everyone boarded the five-color altar, watching all this nervously.
The terrifying existence that I don't know what it is in the dark is like a shadow lingering in the hearts of everyone. Although it does not appear for the time being, as long as they don't leave here, it is still a great threat. Everyone is eager to escape from Mars.
It lasted for half an hour, and the dim mask was continuously compressed, and finally it was only enough to cover the five-color altar. The diameter had shrunk from more than a thousand meters to less than two hundred meters, and it was almost pressed down to the ground. All the mysterious energy was lost. Absorbed by the five-color altar.
Pang Bo lowered his voice and whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Liu Yunzhi's eyes swept across us several times, this guy is very scheming, be careful." Happening.
"Don't worry, I know!" Ye Fan turned to look at Liu Yunzhi with a gentle smile.
Liu Yunzhi was very calm, nodded friendly, and could not see anything unusual. There were two people beside him, one of them was the male classmate who arrived here safely after the bronze ancient lantern that took shelter from Ye Fan not long ago.
This made Pang Bo very dissatisfied, and said in a low voice: "This ungrateful thing, when he was in school, he would circle around Liu Yunzhi all day long, but we protected his life just now, but now we are together with Liu Yunzhi. ."
After half an hour, the hazy mask outside was gradually shrinking, and it was about to be pressed down on the five-color altar, which could clearly sense the terribleness of the external storm.
The sound of "woo woo" sounded like a ghost's wailing, and the sand and stones hit the mask, making a thunderous sound, and even some sand and dust blew in. It is conceivable that the mask is already very fragile and will disappear completely at any time.
Everyone was shocked and stepped back. If they fell out of the altar, they would immediately be swept up into the sky by the storm.
At this time, the male classmate who Pang Bo said was ungrateful, slowly moved over from Liu Yunzhi, suddenly grabbed the bronze ancient lamp in Ye Fan's hand, and pushed the other hand violently towards Ye Fan, trying to seize the bronze ancient lamp At the same time, it was pushed out of the five-color altar.