"Crack...!"

Outside the five-colored altar, there are densely packed with scales everywhere.

Thousands of divine crocodiles kept rushing to the light curtain, and more shattering sounds came. In just a moment, hundreds of small crocodiles successfully broke into it.

This seemingly small but extremely hideous species is very terrifying and can fly to the sky and escape. Every god crocodile is like a sharp sword with extremely strong penetration.

"No, if we continue to defend passively like this, we will die here sooner or later." Pang Bo shouted.

The bronze plaque of Da Leiyin Temple continued to vibrate, and the lights were shining thousands of lights formed a light curtain, protecting three or four people.

Although you can temporarily ensure safety, no one can predict what will happen if you continue for a long time.

"Don't move first, I'll go out and try it out first." Ye Fan reminded Pang Bo, while he himself no longer passively defended.

Holding the ancient lamp, walking forward in a big stride.

Suddenly, dozens of magic crocodiles pierced at him.

Dozens of black lights were like lightning, extremely fast and cruel, nailed to the light curtain flowing out of the ancient lamp like nails, and rushing in with force.

"call……!"

Ye Fanjing waited for dozens of magic crocodiles to approach the wick of the ancient lamp before blew hard towards the wick of the ancient lamp.

Suddenly, a magnificent light soared into the sky, and the flames were surging within five or six meters of his radius, and it was completely submerged by the divine fire.

The smell of burnt smell suddenly came out, and shrill screams came one after another.

As the flames slowly retreated, Ye Fan was spotless and surrounded by bright lights, like a banished immortal walking on the moon, but around him were the scales of the ground.

Almost all dozens of magic crocodiles were burned to death.

Several ferocious creatures who escaped by chance were almost burnt, burned all over, and their bodies were no longer intact. They were staring at Ye Fan viciously in the distance.

A low cry made a sound from his mouth, making people feel chilled.

"Okay, it's good to burn!" Pang Bo shouted from behind. He was about to rush over and attack, but he was hugged by the three people around him.

Those were three bloodless faces.

They did not have the relics of the gods in their hands, and if they had not protected the bronze plaque of the Great Leiyin Temple, they would undoubtedly die.

"Crack...!"

The sound of shattering came again.

This time, five or six hundred god crocodiles broke through the light curtain and rushed in. Each of them was full of lust and tiny bodies seemed to condense the power of demonic nature.

The sharp teeth are shining with cold light, and the eyes are terrifying.

They all rushed over fearlessly and kept spinning around Ye Fan.

"No, Ye Fan will definitely not be able to deal with so many 'black nails' by himself. I want to help him." Pang Bo wanted to go over again.

"But...what should we do?" The three people beside them looked pale and looked at Pang Bo almost begging.

"Of course I won't let you die." Pang Bo turned around and looked at Wang Ziwen, Liu Yunzhi and others behind him, and said, "You protect the three of them, and I want to go over and help Ye Fan."

"And it's better to dispatch a few more people, such a passive defense is not the solution after all."

"Okay, I'll go there with you." Zhou Yi stood up and came.

Pang Bo has always been unfamiliar with Zhou Yi and thinks he is deeply thinking, but he has to admit that this elegant man still has a certain courage at critical moments.

At this time, Wang Ziwen, who seemed to be gentle, also walked forward.

He turned around and said to the person behind him: "Follow up with one or two more, the remaining relics of the gods are enough to protect everyone, but girls should not come."

Faced with such a vicious and hideous creature, with the weak nature of a girl, she may have weak legs and hands when she comes up.

Even if you have Buddhist tools in your hand, you may not be able to help.

"Bang..."

When Pang Bo came up, he swung the copper plaque of Da Leiyin Temple and smashed it heavily on the five-color altar.

Suddenly, a violent energy surged forward. This was a stormy wave condensed by light, which rushed out seven or eight meters away, submerging a divine crocodile inside.

The dying cry made my scalp numb.

It was like a group of evil ghosts being refined, with white smoke floating up, corpses all over the ground, and a burnt smell.

This is a large-scale attack, unlike the first time it was against a god crocodile, which could not catch up with its speed. Now so many evil things are rushing up together.

Just swing the copper plaque and you can cover dozens or hundreds of them.

"when……!"

The melodious bell rang.

It is like the bell ringing in the ancient temple in the deep mountains, giving people a sense of quietness and depth.

The broken copper bell in Wang Ziwen's hand was filled with golden light, and ripples that could be seen were shaking out. It seemed soft, like water waves.

But when they touched the crocodiles that rushed up, they seemed to have turned into butchers' knives.

Every golden ripples can cut a divine crocodile in half.

The sound of "puff puff puff puff" kept ringing, and in a blink of an eye, dozens of divine crocodiles were cut off, flowing blood all over the ground.

This bloody scene is very intimidating.

However, countless god crocodiles are fearless and fearless. Now nearly a thousand small crocodiles have rushed in, densely packed.

Black lights rushing across and out, woven into a sickle net of death.

"Bang……!"

Zhou Yi kept slashing with broken stone statues, sweeping out a large area of ​​Buddha's light, crushing endless scales, and leaving a large area of ​​dead bodies on the ground, which was a terrible sight.

Many little crocodiles turned into meat sauce, with blood mud blurred.

This was a very tragic scene. In order to survive, all the people sacrificed their lives. The blood quickly dyed the altar red, and the pungent smell of blood was everywhere.

A faint blood mist floated up like a Shura field.

“Ahhhhh…!”

"Help..."

Just then.

Two screams suddenly came from behind.

Ye Fan's two classmates fell in a pool of blood. Many blood holes appeared on each of them, and their bodies were covered with ugly crocodiles and black scales.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people screamed, and were overwhelmed by the tide of god crocodile.

Even a wave didn't rise.

Everyone felt sad, and they couldn't help but live and die. Even though they struggled, how many people could survive in the end.

The two people who died just now shared a deity relic.

But just now, three or four hundred god crocodiles rushed over and collided wildly. The impact was so huge that they knocked the two of them away. The Buddha weapon in their hands could not be grasped and landed on the side.

The two of them were immediately submerged by the little crocodiles and died tragically on the spot.

"You can't let go even if you die!" Lin Jia shouted, reminding everyone.

Many people have been rolling around and rolling around, and because they hold Buddhist tools with others, their actions are bound and they are extremely dangerous.

“Ahhhhh…!”

Several more screams came.

More and more people fell in pools of blood, drizzling with blood, and were terrible, with their eyes wide open and their eyes were dying with their eyes open.

The people from the rear hurriedly gathered together, and while fighting desperately to defend together, they also began to attack, holding the relics of the gods and slashing the gods' crocodile together.

Let the situation finally stabilize temporarily.

Yang Anlan took the time to look up at the sky and found that the Tai Chi Bagua diagram was condensing in an orderly manner and was about to be completely condensed and formed.

"It's still a bit slow!"
Chapter completed!