Under the malicious gaze of some people, Wang Dali actually returned to the five-colored altar where the bronze coffin landed so peacefully, and let them secretly scold his shit luck.

In fact, Wang Dali completely used his spiritual power to shield the existence of himself in the perception of the divine crocodile.

The five-colored altar was shining, and everyone who came here found that it was actually absorbing the energy of the protective shield that guarded this pure land.

Many people have a happy look on their faces, which means that they can go back to Taishan? No matter how poor you are, you don't have to be trapped on Mars, where there is no water and no food.

It's just that when this joy came, Liu Yunzhi's followers, who were sheltered by Ye Fan, wanted to rob him of the ancient lamp in his hand, but Ye Fan grabbed the collar and threw it away.

A conflict broke out between the two sides, and Liu Yunzhi's henchmen were arguing with Ye Fan and Pang Bo. In the end, Ye Fan and Pang Bo relied on the larger number of Buddha artifacts in their hands to gain the upper hand, and snatched the food and water that had been allocated to them before.

The dim light shield continued to compress, and finally it could only cover the five-colored altar, and the diameter had shrunk from more than a thousand meters to less than two hundred meters.

The red storm on Mars is getting closer and closer, and the visibility around the five-color altar is getting weaker.

"Roar ......????

Suddenly, a huge roar that made people's souls tremble came from the direction of the Great Thunder Sound Temple again. With this terrifying roar, the sandstorm outside seemed to be stilled.

Everyone looked out in panic at the crack in the opening of the bronze coffin, even though there was a sandstorm outside, everyone could still see two lantern-like terrifying eyes appear at the ruins of the Great Lei Yin Temple, penetrating the dark space, obviously aimed at them.

"Is that what it is...... Crocodile ancestor?! ”

Looking at the huge shadow above the ruins, they instantly sounded the crocodile ancestor that the girl had just said.

"The first layer to suppress is the Crocodile Ancestor, so what will be the lower layers?"

A female classmate asked tremblingly, but no one answered. At the moment, if there is really a crocodile ancestor, then it is enough to destroy them completely.

The rustling sound was non-stop, and thousands of crocodiles appeared outside the five-colored altar. One by one, they stared at the flesh inside the altar, and the eyes of the cruel yellow beast were full of covetousness.

In mid-air, the Taiji diagram has been generated, but it is flickering and flickering, like a light bulb with insufficient power.

Someone is desperate.

"This place has been abandoned for too long, there simply isn't enough energy to start it!"

At the same time, countless divine crocodiles launched an attack on the light shield on the five-color altar. After dozens of divine crocodiles were eliminated by the five-colored energy, the light mask exploded with a 'wave'.

This seemingly small, but extremely hideous species is very terrifying, and can fly to the sky. Each crocodile is like a sharp sword, with extremely penetrating power.

Buddhist utensils such as incense burners, vajras, copper bells, and fish drums all shine with dazzling light, withstanding the impact of the crocodile. But the power was surprisingly great, and the people who hit it couldn't help but retreat.

The two of them couldn't hold the Buddha weapon in their hands and were knocked open, and the next second they were overwhelmed by countless divine crocodiles. Pombo's eyes were red when he saw it, and he picked up the plaque and planned to rush forward to avenge them.

But his thigh was immediately hugged.

"Don't! What will we do if you are gone! ”

Looking at the pleading eyes of his classmates on the ground, Pang Bo took out the 'glow stick' that Wang Dali had given him just now, and planned to smash it out.

But the moment he took out this 'glow stick', a two-meter-long blade of light extended out of it, leaving Pang Bo dumbfounded.

"Holy, Jedi!"

Not only him, but the other classmates also opened their eyes wide, and then turned their heads to look at Wang Dali.

"It's not just a lightsaber, it's also a protective feature."

Under the gaze of everyone with different expressions, Wang Dali held a 'light stick' in one hand, and turned them into light spears with a flick of his hand.

"Just click on the bottom of it and you'll know. This kind of little thing, even if it hits it for a day, will not run out of energy. ”

Hearing this, Pang Bo did so, and immediately started from the end of the light blade, and the lightsaber turned into a circular shield with a diameter of two meters, completely protecting Pang Bo from the front.

"Good stuff!"

Pombo exclaimed. He pressed the bottom button again, and the light shield retracted, turning into what originally resembled a glow stick.

Then, Wang Dali said to him again.

"Give me a thousand dollars, and I can sell you another one."

"Really."

Pang Bo's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out his wallet from his pocket and counted out ten bills.

"Here, exactly a thousand."

Pay with one hand, deliver with the other. Pang Bo did not leave the second light spear he had obtained from Wang Dali, but handed it over to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan took the light spear, held the lamp in one hand and the sword in the other, and rushed into the crocodiles to kill the Quartet without saying a word.

He violently blew towards the wick of the ancient lamp, and suddenly a magnificent light rose into the sky, and the flames within a radius of five or six meters were monstrous, completely submerged by the divine fire.

The smell of scorching suddenly came out, and the terrible screams came one after another. When the flames slowly receded, Ye Fan was spotless, surrounded by a series of bright lights, as if an immortal had stepped on the moon, but around him were scorched corpses, and dozens of divine crocodiles were burned to death????

Then he swung the light spear in his right hand, and the swept crocodile's body was split in two without hindrance. It's as if their scales are covered in scales, and their bodies that can pierce through stone and bones are papier-mâché.

The visible blood qi floated upwards from the corpse of the divine crocodile and was absorbed by the Taiji diagram in the sky. The blue-white light actually brightened a little.

Seeing this, several students holding Buddhist weapons no longer hesitated and began to kill the enemy one after another. Only a few people were still standing in the middle, supporting the rest of the students.

Liu Yunzhi is one of them. He said a few words to his attendant, and the other person gave him his wallet, and the other party walked up to Wang Dali with an ugly face.

Now, anyone knows he's not a glow stick vendor.

"This gentleman, this is all our money, I hope you can sell us a few lightsabers."

Wang Dali didn't even have the kung fu to look at him, and waved his hand. A gust of wind rolled up, pushing him five or six times, and returned to Liu Yunzhi's side in embarrassment.

Looking at this scene, the expression on Liu Yunzhi's face became gloomy, but it returned to its original state in a moment.

……

The power of the Buddha weapon in the hands of several people was beyond the strength of a single divine crocodile. As a large number of crocodiles died, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram in the sky became clearer and brighter, like a metal cast, and the brilliance continued to shine.

The eight symbols of Bagua are uncertain, and after changing countless times in a complex order, they are all about to be lit up and open the ancient road of the starry sky.

But at this time, the tragic aura of the Great Lei Yin Temple rushed to the sky. The earth completely shattered, and a behemoth rose into the sky, shaking the sky!

Two huge blood-eyed lantern-like eyes, from far and near in the darkness, are rapidly approaching the five-colored altar!

"That's the crocodile ancestor who was suppressed by the Buddha in the myth and legend under the Da Lei Yin Temple, and now he is out of trouble, who else in this world can stop it?!"

Everyone fell into an ice cellar, and they put their last hope on the mysterious Wang Dali.