Make good disguise of dramatic artists in terms of expressions and expressions.

Yang Anlan regained his true appearance and figure, took off the backpack he was carrying on his back, and threw it on the ground.

This thing is now completely useless to him.

The two dealer props on the top of Mount Tai Jade Emperor can be thrown away.

"Light, the light thrown in from outside!" Li Xiaoman exclaimed.

Everyone turned their heads together and looked in the direction Li Xiaoman was looking. There was indeed a little dim light coming in front of them.

Seeing this, everyone was overjoyed.

"The giant bronze coffin overturned, the coffin lid tilted, opening a gap, and we finally escaped!"

"I finally don't have to stay in this ghost place..."

...

The bronze coffin lid deviates from its original position.

The gap was enough to make the two of them walk out side by side, but it was very dark outside, so the light thrown into the bronze coffin was not obvious.

Everyone cheered and rushed forward, trying to escape from this dark and terrifying space.

I don't want to stay here for even a second.

However, when everyone rushed out of the bronze coffin, they were all stunned like clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

The earth under my feet seemed to be infected by blood, reddish-brown, cold and hard, and silent. When I saw it, it was desolate and empty.

On the ground, there were some huge rocks standing scattered, like tombstones.

The light between heaven and earth was extremely dim and drowsy, like a lifeless dusk surrounded by a faint black mist.

Everyone was stunned, it was impossible to be the top of Mount Tai!

The vast reddish-brown earth is far away and silent, with no sign of life, and is not anywhere they know.

"Where is this? Have we... left Mount Tai?"

"The rescuers isolated us in a no-man's land. Are you afraid that the nine dragon corpses will be in danger?" The man who said these words could not convince himself.

A trembling tone shows the fear and anxiety in my heart.

Many people pick up their phones and dial out repeatedly, but it is impossible to open them.

No signal exists, it is not in the service area at all.

"If this is not Mount Tai, where are we now?"

Many people showed a look of panic.

There is no joy after getting out of trouble, there is only fear.

In the crowd, Ye Fan quietly watched everything in front of him, and his ominous premonition came true.

When he saw the Tai Chi Bagua diagram condensed and formed a dark and huge channel on Mount Tai, he had a bad association.

What you see in front of you is enough to explain everything.

These people are no longer in Mount Tai, and are even likely to be no longer on Earth.

One hundred and thirty-eight people gathered together, both men, women, young and old, quarreling with each other and disagreeing. Some people suggested leaving here and investigating the situation here.

Some people are also afraid to enter this unknown world at all.

Finally, a person who looked like a leader stood up and shouted loudly: "It's OK, the person who is willing to find a way out for himself, stand on the left."

"The person who wants to stay where he is waiting for rescue stands on the right."

"So there is no need to continue arguing here."

"This method is good!" Someone agreed and agreed to the proposal.

Ye Fan and others did not refuse, and everyone began to take sides in groups. Not long after, the result had already appeared.

Fifty-five people chose to find a way out around them.

The remaining eighty-three people decided to stay here and wait for the arrival of rescuers.

Yang Anlan and the other fifty-four people set off on the road and walked towards the distance. He looked around and found that most of the people who went out to find a way out were young people.

There are also several middle-aged people mixed in.

He did not see those who chose to stay behind and those who did not dare to save themselves, and it would be difficult for them to survive in the world of cultivation.

They are not qualified to act as variables and disrupt the secrets of heaven.

Everyone walked forward for a while and finally left the super-large five-color altar.

Climbing and running along the rocks in the slope ahead, everyone saw a hazy light in the distance, and a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in their hearts.

"bright!"

"There is light ahead!"

"There are handwriting on that huge rock, go and take a look."

...

Everyone walked forward and circled toward the direction where the light source was.

It is clearly seen that on the surface of the huge stone, there are two huge ancient characters engraved, each of which is five or six meters high, with iron hooks and silver strokes, vigorous and powerful, and majestic.

It was like two angry dragons hovering.

The stroke structure is much more complicated than the current text.

Many people frowned and thought, they didn't know what these two words meant. They were so anxious that they scratched their heads and couldn't figure it out.

"Yinghuo!" Seeing this, Ye Fan recited it softly.

When he saw the two ancient words, he was shocked.

He knew exactly what the word "Yinghuo" meant. It was the name of Mars that ancient people called it.

Fluttering flames, free and confused.

This is Ying Huo.

Many people nearby don’t understand what Ying Huo represents, but after hearing other people’s explanations, they were immediately shocked and stunned.

His face was full of disbelief!

"This reddish-brown earth under our feet is... Mars, we are no longer on Earth?!"

"How is this possible?"

"The two planets are so far apart, how could they arrive so quickly?"

"Even the most developed spacecraft, it is impossible to do this. Could it be that someone deliberately carved these two words on this stone to deceive people?"

"If we were really standing on Mars, I think we wouldn't be able to survive, there was not enough oxygen, there was no appropriate temperature..."

...

This situation is really hard to believe in.

But everything I saw in front of me was so strange and weird. Some people turned their heads to look at the distant light source, hazy and very faint.

Probably the distance is not too close.

Everyone stopped in front of this huge rock for a long time, finally left, and continued to move towards the faint light source in the distance.

Finding a way out and hope.

Along the way, few people talked, and everyone was worried and seemed a little depressed.

"Bang……!"

Pang Bo kicked a piece of gravel under his feet hard, bringing out a piece of smoke and dust.

At this moment, he showed surprise and noticed that the stone he had just kicked out seemed to be a tile.

"What a tile!"

When he picked up the half of the broken tiles, he immediately confirmed.

This is a thick tiles made by hand.

Suddenly, a group of people surrounded him and watched the broken tiles, many people were excited.

"Since there is rubble here, there must be buildings. There are still people living on this land, not just as simple as a five-color altar."

"We are saved!"

"We can definitely get out of danger!"

...

The pessimism decreases, and the joyful mood increases.
Chapter completed!