The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Even holding Buddhist utensils in hand cannot change the fact that old classmates are just ordinary people.

They have never encountered such a thing in their lives and have no experience in dealing with such a thing.

The light mask in the sky has shrunk smaller and smaller, and now the area that can still be covered is less than a hundred meters.

Faced with the devastating movement outside the mask, everyone present chose to gather together and hide in the bronze coffin.

Although the bronze coffin is full of mystery, under the current circumstances, it seems that only the bronze coffin can give them a slight sense of security.

Some people's bodies were trembling, while others were sobbing softly.

Everything that happened today was like a nightmare to these ordinary people, and this nightmare has reached its most terrifying moment.

No one is sure whether the bronze coffin can accumulate enough energy to go to the next stop.

Pang Bo squeezed the plaque of Daleiyin Temple in his hand hard, his expression looked very solemn.

He wanted to rush out to find Ye Fan.

But he wasn't sure whether the plaque could protect him.

Rushing into the storm like this is no different from seeking death.

Just when everyone was feeling uneasy, the five-color altar under the bronze coffin seemed to have accumulated enough energy, rising brightly and shooting into the sky.

These rays of light condensed into the prototype of a Bagua diagram in the sky, and as the light continued to pour in, the Bagua diagram began to become more and more perfect.

"Great, the five-color altar has enough energy."

Liu Yunzhi was ecstatic and roared loudly.

He has always been at odds with Mark.

In Liu Yunzhi's opinion, with such a bad situation outside the mask, Ye Fan might have died long ago.

But he can still ride in a bronze coffin and follow the path of the gods.

There's no better news than this.

Unlike the ecstatic Liu Yunzhi, Pang Bo's face turned ugly.

According to this view, Jiulong Lacoffin will leave at some time, but Ye Fan did not come up.

When Jiulong pulls the coffin and leaves, staying on Mars where there is no food, even if Ye Fan is still alive, he will starve to death sooner or later.

"No, I'm going to find Mark."

Pang Bo made up his mind and rushed out of the bronze coffin with the plaque in hand.

Zhou Yi grabbed Pang Bo's wrist and said, "Are you crazy? If you run out at this time, you are seeking death!"

Because that invisible attack had already caused them to lose more than half of their classmates, Zhou Yi really didn't want to see other classmates die again.

Liu Zhiyun calmed down a little. When he saw Pang Bo's reaction, he immediately said sarcastically: "If he wants to die, just let him go. It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words."

"What did you say?!"

The veins on Pang Bo's neck bulged, as if he was about to take action if he disagreed.

Liu Yunzhi didn't seem to want to give in easily.

Added: "Ye Fan and that strange guy haven't come back for so long, they must have died long ago."

"Why died long ago?"

A gentle voice came from outside the bronze coffin.

Such a sudden change shocked everyone present, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.

Step~

Through the opening of the bronze coffin, Lu Yan walked in calmly, carrying Ye Fan on his shoulders.

His eyes swept over everyone, and everyone looked at him with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Two people who they thought should have been dead long ago actually came back to life.

Lu Yan showed a smile that met social expectations: "Oh, everyone is here."

…

After the Bagua diagram in the sky was completed, the Nine Dragon Coffin was closed again, and it was unknown where it would fly with all the survivors.

There is no light source inside the bronze coffin.

In order to save power, no one turns on the flashlight of their mobile phones at this time.

The space of dozens of square meters was completely pitch black.

From time to time, sobbing and sighing could be heard.

Although it is safe for the time being, everything on the road ahead is unknown.

I don’t know what will be at the next stop. If the environment is still like Mars, not to mention encountering any big monsters, just being hungry will kill them all.

Ye Fan was still in a coma, and it seemed that he had been severely washed away by the high-temperature steam from the Death Gate.

Time passes minute by minute.

A group of urban men and women lead an extremely comfortable life on weekdays. Most of them find it difficult to even run. Now that they have experienced the impact of this tragic incident, their hearts are full of fear.

Someone turned on their phone and looked at the time. It was already early morning.

Everyone is feeling lethargic, and according to normal biological clocks, this should be bedtime.

But because of the things I encountered today, it was not easy to fall asleep.

It can be said to be quite torture.

Lu Yan was quite energetic. He was lying flat on the human stone tablet behind him, with his legs crossed, thinking about the situation that Crocodile Ancestor told him.

If what Crocodile Ancestor said is true, then there are more powerful people in this world than he imagined, and much more!

Pang Bo suddenly lay down next to Lu Yan, put his hands behind his head, and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, I still don't know what your name is?"

Lu Yan turned his head and glanced at Pang Bo. There was no need to hide anything and said, "My name is Lu Yan."

Pang Bo has a carefree personality and doesn't have much fear in his heart.

Since I couldn't sleep anyway, I just started chatting with Lu Yan.

"What happened in the direction of the Great Thunder Sound Temple? Even I thought you were in danger. Some of them speculated that it was the mythical Crocodile Ancestor who broke through the seal. Is that true?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and said concisely: "It's true."

"It's still hard for me to accept this reality. According to my understanding, gods may just be a race, just like you. Am I right?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

It was Mark who woke up at some point, and he looked at Lu Yan with a complicated expression on his face.

"Evan, you're awake."

Seeing this, Pang Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Fan nodded, but he was obviously more interested in Lu Yan now.

Among the people present, he was the only one who saw the mythical crocodile ancestor with his own eyes, and he even saw the crocodile ancestor being repelled head-on by Lu Yan.

Although I didn't see what happened after that because I fainted.

But now he is still alive and unscathed, which speaks volumes about the situation.

That was the great demon who was suppressed by Buddha in legend. Even in mythology, he was not a small character.

When this kind of existence was born, it was supposed to destroy the world, but it was actually killed by a "tramp". It sounds like a ridiculous fairy tale.

"That's right."

Lu Yan still had the habitual kind smile on his face: "Still the same question, what is your definition of gods?"