The intensity of the temple has far exceeded my expectations, originally thought it would collapse at the beginning of the shock, I did not expect to last so long.

But no matter when it collapses, it’s not good for us.

The first place to collapse is the right side of the temple, the ceiling on the top of the one all fell down, most of them became gravel, but there are still some boulders still can not be broken, the largest have the size of the grinding plate, directly smashed on the floor tiles, issued a deafening sound.

Since then, the temple has been trembling, and it is not clear whether it is the shaking caused by the stone smashed on the ground, or what happened in the air.

I yelled, clenched my teeth, and took care of my head with the other hand: “Little fat! you protect the autumn geese!

I heard my voice, the squeaking rat squeaked, instantly scattered the body of the body wrapped in the body, spit in front of Chen Qiuyan.

I could see some broken stones falling to Chen Qiuyan, but they had not yet touched Chen Qiuyan, so the tall jumping rat hit off the side.

It is no exaggeration to say that the speed of the free fall of the gravel gravel is far less than the reaction speed of the squeam, it is like an independent protective net, allowing those gravel to fall wildly in the southeast and northwest, and will not let them touch Chen Qiuyan.

Compared with Chen Qiuyan, who has the protection of the rat, He Yigong seems to be much more confused, his hands are clasped over his head, bent down like a monkey, and ran straight to Chen Qiuyan's side, it seems that he also wants to use the power of the squid to protect himself.

At this moment, he is no longer better than before, and his state is too bad, so close to the point of being close to ordinary old people.

I can feel the weak breath in the body of He Yi, as if I have been seriously injured, the five organs seem to be wailing, and I am still breathing to operate myself.

Protect them both, don’t let the ceiling fall and hit them!”

“Squeaks!”

At this time, the french printing buzzing in the mouth of the air called up, and the endless strange noise, like the sound of the bee, sounded very irritable.

I frowned, holding the sharp pain from the limbs, and looked at the Fa-print.

At this time, the French printing is shaking wildly, almost all of them are shaking out of the shadow, and the buzz is from there.

This phenomenon made me very puzzled, my intuition told me that something must have happened, the danger that spread out of my heart, only let me be full of hair.

Suddenly, the old monk’s screams came from the air.

“Shoot!”

The voice fell, and the whole temple trembled violently, and the already overburdened ceiling was overwhelmed, and at this time it broke more than half of the top of my head.

That boulder foot is half the size of a basketball court.

The light in this place was not good, and such a big thing hit it down, almost blocking the light around it.

Its own size is larger, the mass is relatively large, so the speed of free fall is fast, the blink of an eye is going to hit the top of my head, but finally let the rat open.

Just listen to a loud noise, the stone that hit the top of Mount Tai, instantly let the top of the rat fly out and fall on the ruins of Shakyamuni sitting like.

If ordinary people hit this falling boulder, not dead is half-mutilated, but the rat is not, for this physical nature of the injury, it is not in the eyes.

After finishing this boulder, he ran to protect Chen Qiuyan, and looked very relaxed, that was called a well-spoken.

At this time, the air veins also began to wind, like a blowing wind, blowing the wind out of the breath, but also with a kind of warm breath that does not belong to the underground...

But in terms of this wind, it is a little different from the previous wind.

Dry.

Very dry, there is no previous warm and humid feeling, like in the desert, just blew for two seconds, I found that the skin on the face began to peel, and even the lips gradually began to crack.

There was a different breath in the wind, which I noticed.

That breath is weak, but it does exist.

I remember... the sander seems to exist in the desert, right?

Wind, dry, hot, that is a unique feeling of the sand.

“Damn down there.”He Bing Gong gritted his teeth and said, "Those two angrys are rebelling against him... The old man is afraid of encountering a problem!"

I looked back and looked at what the face was anxious: “Can we help?

His mouth seemed to say something, but I heard nothing.

Not only that, the sound of Chen Qiuyan and the rat also suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound of the temple shattering and boulders smashing the ground.

At this time, my ears seemed to be piercing into many bees, buzzing, and their voices could cover many other sounds.

In the end, even the other sounds in the temple were pressed, and all I could hear was the inexplicable bee.

I know this is not a good sign, I also know that I should not be so irritable, should calm down, think about the countermeasures.

But I don't know why, the more I hear those strange sounds, the more vague my thinking is, the more I can't stop being irritable, and I especially want to be angry.

The desire to be angry is not the kind that is imposed on others, but the desire to be angry with oneself.

Inexplicably began to disgust themselves, I would like to relieve myself, and when I put my hand on my neck, I reacted, my behavior was strange, as if ... was manipulated...

But when I realized this, I was able to manipulate myself again, and everything that had seemed to be an illusion.

“What’s the matter...” I muttered, put my hand down, only to find that the palms I saw were all with a shadow, and the line of sight became more and more blurred.

When I blinked again, I found that I had lost my visual ability, and all I could see was darkness, but in the distance, there was a faint golden light emerging.

That golden light gave me an indesl of familiarity, which seemed to have been seen somewhere, but I couldn’t see it clearly.

I blinked my eyes again and found that the golden light was getting closer to me, from a hundred meters away, and instantly changed to tens of meters away.

Now I can see that it is a general outline, a humanoid, not a vague human form.

The golden figure still held something similar to a weapon in his hand, looking at the outline...it seemed to be a stick, or a sword.

“Old man?”I muttered, frowning, and trying to look over there again.

I saw him madly waving the diamond, as if he were hitting something, but I could not see his enemy, and the old monk could not always fight against the air.

When I blinked again, the golden figure was getting closer and closer, only about ten meters away, and there were many things that I had not seen before at the edge of the golden figure.

It is fog, a lot of mist that emits soft light.

Those mists were gray, very thick gray, and the dead-looking was uncomfortable.

At that time, I found that the old monk waved the bulge, constantly hitting these gray mist.

Every time he hit, the gray mist swelled, and the feeling of dry heat I felt became more and more obvious.

At the same time, I also found that there were many black lines on the golden figure, and those things wrapped around the old monk, but there was no sign of tightening, so it hung on it.

If I remember correctly, in this piece of the cave, in addition to the old monk, only the black robe king and the sand body of the breath still exist.

The dead mist, as soon as I saw it, was made by the sand-body, and I had seen something similar in my dream, and the owner of the thing should be the sandman.

As for the black lines, it must be the thing of the black robe king, right?

At the moment, I think the people who have the upper hand are old monks.

This is not an exaggeration, because under the porridge of the waving of Kong, the gray mist and the black lines seem to be losing step by step.

The mist was getting less and less, so were the black lines, and the lines that appeared on the old monk disappeared one after the other.

When I blinked again and opened my eyes again, where I was, I had moved to the old monk.

I don’t know how to explain all this I experienced, I just know...

Some things are beyond my imagination, and the real despair begins at this moment.