"What kind of monster is this?"

Ye Fan murmured, his eyes wide open, and his strong body trembled uncontrollably.

Now, he is still an ordinary person in terms of knowledge and cultivation.

His classmates were even more insufferable, and they were all scared and cried.

"He is called Crocodile Ancestor, a Crocodile Spirit"

Cao Yi answered Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, looked around, and had nothing except for the dissatisfied classmates. He asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Cao Yi did not answer him.

At this moment, the five-colored altar emitted a strong light.

Flowing gossip images and various bright runes appeared in the air.

A corner of a void channel appeared, and the starry sky decorated with stars could be seen faintly.

“We can leave here”

"Get in quickly"

Several students Ye Fan, who were closer to the distance, ran towards the coffin on the side of the Five-Colored Altar with their floating legs.

boom!

The five-colored altar roared, as if urging everyone.

Gan, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan, eight positions are constantly shining, and the void channel has been half opened.

"Ye Fan, hurry up"

Someone urged.

Ye Fan just took a step forward.

The giant figure in the sandstorm came over, and his two blood-red giant eyes moved up and down in the darkness.

A brutal and bloody smell filled the world.

"How did the five-color altar stop running?"

"Oops"

When Ye Fan heard the voice of his classmates, he turned his head and saw that the Eight Trigrams runes on the five-colored altar were dim and might disintegrate at any time.

I immediately realized that it was the monster in the sandstorm.

He was very quiet and thoughtful, bowed to the void, and said kindly: "Senior, the boy and his classmates accidentally entered this place. I also asked the senior to help him. I am very grateful."

"Xiao Yezi, are you crazy? What senior?"

A young man stronger than Ye Fan came over with a plaque from Da Leiyin Temple with nervousness and confusion.

His name is Pang Bo, and he is Ye Fan’s good friend.

"A voice just now told me that this monster is called Crocodile Ancestor."

Ye Fan said in a low voice.

"Crocodile Ancestor!"

Pang Bo looked confused.

The Crocodile Ancestor, who was walking towards here, stopped. With his cultivation level, Ye Fan's voice was ten times smaller, and he could hear it.

Is there really a senior nearby?

His blood-red eyes swept around him, and he did not find any breath of a monk.

Could it be?

He thought of the monks who suppressed him under the orders of Tathagata.

The shock and suspicion in his heart suddenly disappeared. Even if the monks were alive, they were just dead bones in the tomb and could not do anything to him.

He continued to walk towards Ye Fan and his stroll. His huge body, like a mountain, made Ye Fan and his stroll feel suffocating.

"Mad, fight him"

Pang Bo spitted and said viciously.

Ye Fan also showed a resolute expression on his face.

As for his classmates, they all entered the coffin, trembling and waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Go over and hit him"

Cao Yi spoke again.

"senior"

Ye Fan showed an ecstatic expression.

“I heard it too”

Pang Boxi said.

When they looked at each other, determination flashed in their eyes.

"Walk"

The two of them endured the violent beating of their hearts, and their bodies' instinctive resistance, and walked towards the crocodile ancestor, which was as huge as a mountain.

The Crocodile Ancestor was confused again.

If it were the bald donkeys left by Tathagata who had already sunset in the west, he should have felt the breath.

Could it be that Tathagata himself has returned against the ancient starry sky road?

Tathagata!

When he thought of the human with a merciful look, he was afraid and disgusted.

If it weren't for Tathagata, he wouldn't have been trapped here for two thousand years.

Although his life span is long, he cannot withstand such waste.

It’s still wrong. The Tathagata is back, why don’t he show up?

Pang Bo, who was walking, suddenly said, "Senior, this guy is too big. How can we fight? Otherwise, what equipment do you give us? Don't be too good, just a golden cudgel."

Golden cudgel!

Cao Yi really has this thing.

After Sun Wukong died, the golden cudgel fell into Zhu Bajie's hands.

Zhu Bajie gave it to Ananda Kashyapa, and Ananda Kashyapa offered it to himself again.

"Can"

Cao Yi said.

A whistle.

A huge rod flew from the sky, splitting the sandstorm all over the sky, and stuck it on the ground.

On it, a line of words is engraved in traditional Chinese: Ruyi Golden Hoop

Pang Bo and Ye Fan were both confused.

What a golden hoop!

The Crocodile Ancestor stopped again and looked at the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in surprise.

"Brother Monkey, you are my fan"

Pang Bo, who came to his senses, shouted happily.

"Sayed wrong"

Ye Fan knocked Pang Bo's head.

Pang Bo quickly changed his words: "No, I am your fan, I just said, with the Great Leiyin Temple, how could there be no big stick that can beat the female fairy all over the female fairy?"

Ye Fan covered Pang Bo's mouth and said respectfully: "Sage, my brother is so excited to see you, he is a little incoherent."

Crocodile Ancestor: "…"

Great Sage!

The Crocodile Ancestor had the urge to turn his head and escape.

The difference between his cultivation and the Great Saint is like the difference between a bed bug and a human being.

Whoosh!

Ruyi Golden Cudgel narrowed and fell into Ye Fan's hands.

Pang Bo was stunned for a moment and said in horror: "How can you hold the Ruyi Golden Cudgel?"
To be continued...