Shen Zhao and Gong Yijin originally focused on each other, but they didn't have time to hold her.

The two didn't have time to care about each other now, so they hurriedly looked down.

Song Beibei happened to fall on the cushion of the altar.

This place is not high, and there is a thick cushion to cushion it, Song Beibei will not fall out of any trauma, but his butt still hurts, and he can only get up after rubbing it for a while.

The members of the Wanquan Congregation gathered in front of the altar all looked at the little girl who had fallen from the sky with shocked faces.

Song Beibei also looked at them nervously.

After a moment, she swallowed and spat, smiled without embarrassment, and raised her hand to greet them: "You guys...... How are you? Hey hey ......"

The people of Wanquanhui looked at each other, and they were a little stunned for a while.

Shen Zhao above looked at the people below with cold eyes, thinking in his heart how much work it would take him to kill a hundred or so people by himself.

After thinking about it, when he wanted to fly down to save Song Beibei, Gong Yijin grabbed him.

"Don't move, I made this altar, there is a mechanism, I have a way to save Beibei without clashing with them."

Shen Zhao paused, if there is a way, it is indeed better than him going down to fight hard, although he has the ability to solve these people, but it is inevitable that Song Beibei will be injured by mistake when he fights.

He temporarily put aside his prejudice against Gong Yijin and asked, "How to save it?" ”

Gong Yujin pointed in a certain direction and said, "On the stone wall over there, there are several bricks that are obviously different from other places, and that is where the mechanism is activated." ”

Shen Zhao frowned, this is too difficult to tell, right? Don't all bricks look the same?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gong Yijin thought he saw it, and continued: "The second brick from left to right, pressing down on the altar will automatically sink, and there is a secret room below, it is absolutely impossible for them to enter the secret room, and it will be safe for Beibei to fall." Do you have a lot of hands? Can you hit that brick? ”

Of course, that's fine, it couldn't be easier.

Shen Zhao picked up a small pebble from the ground: "Is it the brick with a crack on it?" ”

He has good eyesight, and it is not a problem to wear Yang in a hundred steps, but Gong Yijin squinted for a while and couldn't see if there was a crack on his head.

She had no choice but to say, "You try it first." ”

So Shen Zhao threw the pebble over.

At the same time, the people below had already reacted, and someone said, "How did this kid get in?" Someone, get her up! ”

Song Beibei was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and his eyes involuntarily looked upward.

You two aren't still fighting, are you? Come and save me!

Just when a few people who knew how to go to Song Beibei's side, Shen Zhao's stone also smashed on the brick.

The location of the brick is some distance from the altar, and now everyone's attention is on Song Beibei's body in the altar, and no one notices that the brick is dented.

Then, the altar made a "clucking" sound.

The voice was so weird that the people of Wanquanhui subconsciously stopped, and the expressions on their faces were a little frightened.

Someone urged, "Go quickly!" What are you doing in a daze?! ”

When those people came back to their senses and wanted to continue to Song Beibei's side, the altar suddenly spun!

Song Beibei and those people were stunned.

On the top, Gong Yijin beat his head helplessly.

"Wrong, wrong, it's not this, this fast brick can only make the altar turn, and you can smash the ...... next to it"

Shen Zhao picked up another small stone and smashed it at the one to the left of the brick just now.

The spiraling altar below stopped, but the chamber below still didn't open.

Gong Yijin was also stunned...... Could it be that this altar has been useless for too long and is out of order? Why didn't she fall as she expected?

Song Beibei was dizzy, clutching his chest and wanting to vomit.

The people of the Wanquan Society didn't care about the abnormality of this altar, and rushed over to arrest her.

Song Beibei took a deep breath and calmed down.

It seems that relying on those two unreliable ones is better to play on their own!

She suddenly sat cross-legged, with a mature and steady face that did not belong to this age.

She looked like she and shouted: "Presumptuous! How dare you offend the deity? ”

Although the voice is still milky, this aura is not like that of a ten-year-old girl at all!

All the Universalists present were stupid.

Song Beibei laughed weirdly and said, "The deity is the ...... The patron saint of Ultraman is also! This time the deity wants to use this little girl's body to teach you the righteousness of this association with your mouth! ”

In fact, in this case, it is best to directly pretend to be their originator, but Song Beibei is not clear about their corporate culture at all, so he can only say it casually.

The Church of the Hundred Thousand Sects did not know what to do for a while.

It's actually hard to believe what Ultraman possesses, but it's even more unbelievable that a ten-year-old girl can say such a thing with such a mature expression.

However, some people remained sober and said coldly: "Don't be deceived by her!" I've never heard of a patronus in Benkaild! What is this...... It's even more unheard of! Get her out! ”

The male loser Jin above was amused by Song Beibei, this little girl is so smart, she can think of it.

Many people in Wanquanhui began to waver, and they didn't dare to step forward, but some people still didn't believe it, and it seemed that they wanted to arrest Song Beibei.

Gong Yijin pulled Shen Zhao and said anxiously: "You help her quickly, there is still a brick above the brick you smashed for the first time that can be moved, you smash it quickly." ”

Shen Zhao picked up another small stone and smashed it.

The mechanism activated, and the altar suddenly rose a foot-long height, and the place around the altar suddenly lit up with colorful lights!

Song Beibei looked at these things that seemed to be disco lanterns, and was amazed, he didn't expect that there were people in ancient times who could make such a powerful marquee!

The atmosphere was stirred up all at once.

The color of the marquee was still changing, and if it weren't for the tense atmosphere now, she was facing a group of vicious bandits, and she almost wanted to stand up and jump.

Above, Gong Yijin looked at his work and was proud.

In fact, these mechanisms of hers were originally made for fun.

The lanterns at the bottom are actually not lanterns, they are also made of colorful natural fluorescent stones, as long as the angle is calculated, coupled with the rotation of the altar chassis, it will reflect it, it will produce this effect of constant flickering, which is similar to the principle of the small lamp she showed Song Dongfeng.

Under the colorful light, Song Beibei's immature face seemed to be covered with a layer of psychedelic mystery.

How have these people of Wanquanhui seen this kind of scene, some people really thought that some kind of immortal descended to earth, trembling and kneeling, muttering in their mouths: "Ultraman Daxian has appeared!" Ultraman Daisen has appeared! ”

Song Beibei reacted immediately, straightened her back, and looked at the only hall master she knew.

Uh-huh! She's going to start pretending!