After cleaning up the crocodile ancestor, Wang Dali returned to the five-color altar.

At the same time as the ancestor of the crocodile died, these crocodiles rioted. Several Buddhist artifacts were destroyed by the crocodile ancestor before, and only the curling remained, which could not protect more than ten people, and several people were devoured by the crocodile.

When the king returned vigorously, everyone had already entered the bronze coffin.

Li Xiaoman held a bell and hugged Lin Jia to protect the two, and Liu Yunzhi hid in the corner with a vajra in his hand.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo broke the Buddha weapon with one hand, and used a lightsaber to prop up the shield against the gap with the other hand to prevent the crocodile outside the coffin from entering; Zhou Yi, Zhang Ziling and the American Cade are in charge of cleaning up the crocodile that has been stolen into the coffin.

The already incomplete Buddha artifacts in their hands were even more broken, and their strength was greatly reduced. Seeing this, Wang Dali's spiritual power swept out like the vast universe, shattered the brains of these divine crocodiles, and cleared their corpses out of the bronze coffin.

He withdrew the power to suppress the dragon corpse, and the nine dragon corpses carried chains, holding up the bronze ancient coffin and continuing on the road.

"It's finally safe."

Inside the coffin, Pang Bo wiped the sweat from his face and sat on the ground against the plaque. Ye Fan also put away the lightsaber and put down the ancient lamp in his hand.

And the people sat down to rest, with a tired face. It's just that everyone is some distance away from Liu Yunzhi.

His face was gloomy, and he sat alone in the corner, with no trace of his attendants beside him.

"Master, you're back."

After seeing Wang Dali, Pang Bo nodded to him with some respect,

"Master?"

Wang Dali was slightly stunned, what is this called? He's not a fortune teller.

"Master of the Force?"

Pombo rubbed his head and said his guess.

"With lightsabers and so powerful, aren't you a Force Master?"

Wang Dali glanced at Pang Bo with a strange expression, revealing a look of caring for the mentally retarded.

"Young man, Star Wars is a movie, here is reality. Judging by the way you look, you should have passed the age of Form 2, right? ”

Pombo: "......"

Looking at his speechless look, Ye Fanwan, who was beside Pang Bo, smiled. Everyone found that Wang Dali's attitude was gentle, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Dali raised his head towards Liu Yunzhi.

"What's going on?"

"Hmph, this slut!"

Looking at Liu Yunzhi more than ten meters away, Pang Bo's face changed, and he became angry.

"Just now, dozens of crocodiles rushed towards him, and he pushed his followers out of the protective ring of the Buddha weapon to die, and he survived, a full villain!"

Liu Yunzhi didn't say a word, but his face turned pale, and he held the broken vajra in his hand even tighter.

Even if he knew that this thing was ineffective against Wang Dali, it was already his only lifeline.

At this moment, the bronze coffin in the center of the coffin suddenly rushed into the sky. There is a chaotic aura surging, and the fairy light is overflowing.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the coffin lid was opened with a bang, and a hand as white as jade stretched out from inside.

"Brother Wang, what are you doing with such unkind and unrighteous people? It's better to cut it. ”

"Brother Desert?"

Coming out of the bronze coffin was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. This is the most beautiful time for the Emperor of the Wasteland, and it is also the most memorable.

As soon as he came out of the coffin, he thanked the king vigorously.

"Thanks to Brother Wang's blessing, I was given a hundred years off from above, so that I could return to my hometown."

He sighed and looked through the bronze walls into the depths of the universe.

"It's a pity that after such a long time, there are almost no people left who are still alive."

He once again threw his hand vigorously towards the king, leaving behind a divine light about the world's language, writing, and basic information, and his body turned into a meteor and rushed out of the bronze coffin.

"Brother Wang, wait a minute, since I can return to my hometown, then I will first deal with a guy who is ready to destroy the world, and then I will guide you as a guide."

When Shi Hao left for a long time, everyone came back to their senses. Pang Bo asked Wang Dali in shock.

"Great God, who is that Great Immortal?"

"His identity is not something you can know now."

Wang Dali did not tell Pang Bo Shi Hao's identity, in his opinion, he didn't know how many millions of years ago the famine had nothing to do with them, but looked at Liu Yunzhi.

He kept his original posture motionless, and his soul had already been invisibly annihilated by Shi Hao.

……

On the outermost side of this universe, in this universe, the entire starry sky was heavily arranged, and the emperors who had drawn countless imperial array inscriptions woke up from their dormancy.

He looked at the characters in front of him who looked like they were fifteen or sixteen years old, but he had only seen them in ancient inscriptions, and there was a sentence that MMP didn't know where to talk about it.

……

After the desert left, everyone seized the time to rest. During this period, Lin Jia had the courage to take the broken vajra from Liu Yunzhi's corpse.

Dozens of minutes later, the entire bronze coffin began to shake, as if the sky was spinning. Those who have experienced it once know that there is a destination to reach, and pray that it will never stop at Neptune and Pluto or anything.

At this moment, the barren bronze carvings on the coffin wall bloomed with divine brilliance, supporting a hazy light curtain, offsetting an unimaginable impact, and the giant coffin finally slowly stabilized.

With a final shock, the lid of the bronze coffin deviated from its position and slid to the side, and the bronze coffin fell to the ground????

"Light!" ????

"I see the light!" ????

"It's a familiar world of light!" ????

Several people in the bronze giant coffin couldn't help but scream, and the darkness on the Glowing Ancient Star and the blood-colored desolation in front of them were no longer in front of them. The fresh air is blowing in your face, and even with the smell of earth and the fragrance of flowers and plants, the smell of nature fills the surroundings, and outside is a bright world full of vitality.

They wanted to rush out of the coffin quickly, but they were all waiting for Wang Dali to leave first.

He didn't have the appetite of a few people, and he stepped over dozens of meters and saw a magnificent scenery.

In the distance are rolling and beautiful mountain peaks, and the trees are verdant. Near the top of the mountain, there are strangely shaped rocks and vigorous ancient trees, and old vines the size of buckets coiled like dragons, and there are even more green grasses and fragrant wildflowers, full of vitality and vitality????

Compared to the darkness and dead silence of Mars, this is undoubtedly a peaceful pure land.

Outside the coffin, Shi Hao, dressed in black, was talking to a woman in white.

This woman is so beautiful that she feels unreal, dusty and indifferent, obviously in front of her, but she feels like she is in the fairy world. It is a real elegance and style.

Lin Jia and Li Xiaoman, who were still a little bit beautiful, compared with each other, and immediately lowered their heads in shame.

Is it a delusion?

With just one glance, Ye Fan no longer looked up. He had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask.

She just seemed to look at me?

"This is the empress, who is called 'desolate' like me, and she is about to become an immortal."

It seemed that Shi Hao had been here for a while, and when Wang Dali walked in, he introduced him.

"Such a stunning and glamorous woman, even if you look for the long river of history, there are not many women. He is one of the strongest people in this world. ”