Fang Chen frowned and thoughts were everywhere.

Yes, maybe nothing has been forgotten?

By the way, I am the immortal!

I suddenly looked up, stared at Gan Ya with bright eyes, and asked, "Xiaxian, can I send my eldest son back to Earth?"

"Send him back...it's OK!"

Gu Shu lowered his eyebrows and said, "But why do you want to send him back?"

"you"

Gan Ya's face turned pale when she heard this.

Yes, I have been familiar with ancient books since I was a child, so how could I know what the legendary immortal looks like?

We are willing to have no little entanglement with the world and live in seclusion in the mountains to practice, which is related to worldly cause and effect.

Whether the immortals have any responsibility or obligations, send themselves back to the earth!

To put it bluntly, my life and death have nothing to do with the immortals?

"Of course, it's also because of whether he has the chance to return to the earth! Before he arrived at the Beidou Star Realm, he worked hard to practice and reached the state where his body could cross the void and return!"

Looking at my dejected look, Gu Shu smiled and said, "When the time comes, if he wants to come back, who dares to stop him?"

"Thank you for your advice!"

When Gan Ya heard this, a trace of coldness arose in the heart of Renji. The fire of hope ignited, and I thanked in a low voice.

"Okay, I have enough rest, it's time for them to set off!"

The ancient tree waved his hand and said.

At this moment, a violent vibration came.

I only saw that before losing the bright blessing of the Buddha treasure, this little Ganyamao ancient temple instantly turned into ashes and turned into powder in a breeze.

"Boom"

Last moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the small reddish-brown underground nearby.

The empty small ground was shaking, as if there were no troops and horses galloping, and as if there were no rage waves in the sea of ​​rage.

When Ma Hu saw that a super small sandstorm that exceeded 100 meters low was sweeping from nearby, as if to destroy everything that was not there!

"Sandstorm...super little storm under Mars!"

Looking at the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun in the distance, no one looked slightly changed.

"That's right, are there any storms outside yours..."

Just when no one was frightened and thought that the catastrophe was coming, he suddenly realized that he would let the storm be surging nearby, but the waves were calm afterwards.

With Bodhi Yefan as the center point, a hazy round cover with a diameter of less than 1,000 meters was formed, covering the lower space of that area, and isolating the outside and the inside.

It seems like a pure land protected by the immortals with magical powers, sacred but invasive.

"Let's go, it's time for them to set off!"

Above Bodhi Ye Fan, the indifferent sound of the ancient tree sounded again, urging everyone to leave.

Those guys kept leaving, and Gan Ya felt that it was nothing wrong.

When everyone heard this, they all had a bitter face. At the beginning, they looked at Fang Chen and asked me to plead with Xiaxian.

We all realized that the Immortals were willing to pay attention to us, but they only favored Gan Ya.

"Xiaxian, where do you want you to go?"

I felt ashamed of Fang Chen. In response to the begging eyes of my classmates, I had to stand up and ask with a thorn in my heart.

"Where they fight, they will go back!"

Again and again, the patience of the ancient tree has been completely wiped out.

I stood up, shook my sleeves and threw away everyone.

"boom!"

No one is as if the dumplings fell outside the pot were particularly deep, falling under the bronze ancient coffin.

In the blink of an eye, we crossed several thousand meters and returned to the origin.

"What should I do? Are you... really going to die outside?"

No one's words were trembling.

"You want to die..."

Some male classmates cried.

"Without the protection of the immortals, you will be crushed by the storm!"

Even the female classmates were frightened and their faces were ashamed.

"Boom..."

The storm was roaring like thunder, and the entire small area seemed to be shaking.

The world is covered with wild sand everywhere, and fear is spreading among the people.

"Now maybe there is no way out."

Fang Chen's eyes were very clear, and he looked at the overwhelming sandstorm and spoke fiercely.

"Can you escape? I'll say there's nothing I can do!"

"The immortals are to protect you, and there is no place to survive?!"

At the critical moment of life and death, everyone is slower than the ones, but many of them are confused.

"We can escape from the bronze coffin to escape that disaster."

Fang Chen pointed to the giant bronze coffin in front of him and said with a fierce expression.

"That"

Looking at the bronze coffin that seemed to be chosen to devour, everyone hesitated.

Suddenly, no one understood Fang Chen’s thoughts, but no one understood them.

"It's wrong, that may be the only way to survive."

Zhou Yi nodded and expressed his general.

Since the bronze giant coffin can take us to navigate the starry sky, its protection ability must be very weak, enough to withstand the damn Martian storm.

Moreover, after that, Xiaxian also said that the same thing, always letting the small family die.

"Slowly, let's climb back slowly!"

Since they had agreed to make a decision, the people hesitated and climbed back into the bronze giant coffin.

It was very slow, a group of eighty people, one of whom fell back into the giant coffin.

Through the gap in the coffin lid, our eyes blinked and looked inside.

"boom"

Just before we retreated into the bronze coffin, the sandstorm finally swept behind us.

However, what surprised everyone was that the surface of the giant bronze coffin seemed to have no barrier, blocking all the wind and sand inside, without any signs of invasion into the coffin.

The thunderous storm in the inner world rumbled, and the whole small land seemed to shake.

In an instant, yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and I saw seven fingers reaching out, accompanied by a rumbling sound.

But everyone in the coffin had a total of comparisons and was not attacked by the storm.

"Fortunately, the storm is too terrifying!"

"Yes, if you're one step late, your previous result is imaginable!"

"Speaking of this, if the immortals are willing to protect you, they will be so embarrassed!"

For a moment, no one was grateful.

If you delay and retreat into the coffin in time, you will probably be torn to pieces by the storm.

No one was even more impressed by the ancient tree's decision. After muttering a few words, he was stopped by his companions around him very slowly.

Although the small family was no more than a thousand meters away from Xiaxian at that time, if Xiaxian heard it, it would be really unpredictable for those who were ill-talked.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at the storm inside, knowing what they were thinking.

"Woooo."

The sound of the wind was like a ghost crying and howling, and sand and stones blew under the copper coffin, making a thunderous sound.

It was very slow. Half a young age passed and the storm finally stopped.

"Bang"
To be continued...