super unscrupulous student

The two-meter-high stone statue has been through wind and rain for an unknown amount of time, and it is already mottled, and even the facial features are blurred.

But standing there, there is still an indescribable aura.

Nuwa spread her hands, showing a benevolent attitude of embracing all creatures in the world, giving people a warm feeling.

Pangu glared at him, holding up his huge axe, as if he wanted to split all obstacles in half.

That resolute look was full of the fearlessness of a soldier.

Ba Shan and Ba Xian had already knelt down on the ground, muttering to themselves, I don't know what they were muttering, they should be chanting the prayers of their tribe, they are extremely devout.

Zhuo Yifan, however, took light steps and stood still three meters in front of the statue.

Looking at the statue, what flashed in his mind was that simple and honest boy, and that affectionate, stubborn girl with defiant intentions.

"Pangu, Nuwa, long time...gone."

He whispered, with a hint of loss and shame in his eyes.

But when the time starts again, he will still choose to leave with Tongtian.

That is not his own world.

Tongtian, Tongtian, what happened to you?

The softest family affection in Zhuo Yifan's heart was touched again, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Only now did he understand how much a father really cares about his child.

It is a kind of family affection that cannot be parted no matter when.

"Brother Yuan, you...why are you crying?" Suddenly, Sister Fairy's voice sounded in surprise, and she looked at Zhuo Yifan in disbelief with a very strange expression.

Although there are many devout believers, it is rare for people like Zhuo Yifan who don't bow down but look at the statue and cry.

Ba Shan opened his mouth wide: "Brother Yuan, if you don't kneel down to worship the ancestor god, you're treasonous!"

Ba Xian suddenly turned around and shouted: "Stop, you dare to disturb the sacred sacrificial activities, and beware of causing catastrophe."

Zhuo Yifan looked back, Ba Feng and others had already caught up, and a group of people were standing under the steps, ready to move.

But for some reason, they didn't rush up immediately.

Hearing Ba Xian's words, he was enlightened, so he couldn't help but look at Ba Xian and Ba Shan.

Ba Shan said in a low voice: "Among our Ba Clan, we believe in the two great ancestor gods very devoutly. No matter if there is any great enmity, as long as we perform sacrificial activities on the altar, no attack or disturbance is allowed."

Baxian glanced at Zhuo Yifan for help: "Brother Yuan, hurry up and bow down, this will delay us for a while."

Nest.

Zhuo Yifan's head was full of black lines, and he thought this little girl was a pure and kind girl, but he didn't expect to be so insidious, and he wanted to hold the enemy here by himself, so that they could take the opportunity to escape.

However, what is the difference between going first and then going on this one-way road?

Ba Shan said with some shame: "Brother Yuan, I have wronged you. Only your spiritual cultivation can resist Ba Feng's attack. If we stay, we will definitely die."

"Am I safe?" Zhuo Yifan was speechless.

"Brother Yuan, you are the super spiritual master who killed Batian! It must be fine."

The honest and honest Ba Shan looked at Zhuo Yifan with admiration, and encouraged him: "Kneel down, once the prayer is finished, they won't be able to catch up with us."

Nest, who said this guy is honest?

There is no psychological pressure to sell teammates, okay?

Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and sighed helplessly, "I can bow down to them, but I'm afraid something will happen if I do so."

"Accidents will happen if you don't kneel down! Disrespect to the ancestor gods is a serious crime." Ba Xian blinked his eyes wide: "This is the most mysterious altar of our Tyrant clan. It is said that the statues in these altars are left behind by the ancestor gods. A ray of divine sense can sense the devotion of believers, and the lucky ones can even get the favor of the ancestor gods."

Zhuo Yifan also went all out: "The two ancestor gods are the supreme beings of my human race. It is only natural for me to kneel down to them."

He strode forward, looked at the two statues, showed a happy smile, and said, "Pangu Ancestor God, Nuwa Ancestor God, I have come to bow down to you."

As he spoke, he bent his legs and knelt down.

Boom boom boom!

When Zhuo Yifan knelt down, the entire platform erupted with a terrifying roar, like an earthquake erupting.

Ba Feng and the others could not stand still, and rolled down the mountain one after another. They were so frightened that they quickly grabbed the thorns, and they were stabbed and screamed.

Ba Shan and Ba Xian were also shocked. This kind of situation is simply unheard of or seen.

The two hurried to the side and ran up the stone ladder.

The two god statues seemed to be blown up by explosives, and instantly turned into thousands of rubbles. The sky was filled with smoke and dust, covering everything, and it was impossible to see Zhuo Yifan's situation clearly.

Ba Xian said with a strange expression: "What's the situation? Brother Yuan actually knocked down the altar?"

Ba Shan's eyes brightened, and he said as if he was asking for credit: "Xian'er, I just said that Brother Yuan is not an ordinary person. How about it, the person who can come down from the peak must have a background."

"But, if he is really a person favored by the ancestor gods, why would the idol blow up?" Ba Xian asked suspiciously.

Ba Shan was stunned when he heard the words: "That's right, why did the statue explode?"

The two were puzzled.

"Brother Shan, hurry up and see how Brother Yuan is doing. I'm worried that he will be injured due to such a violent explosion."

"Okay, Xian'er, stand far away, I'm afraid there will be aftershocks."

Although Ba Shan was also afraid, but in front of Xian'er, he was just a small follower, and he couldn't disobey her orders at all, so he could only walk cautiously into the smoke and dust.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, how are you? Are you injured?"

Ba Shan shouted, and waved his big palm-like hand to disperse the smoke and dust.

"Why don't you leave, what are you writing here?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan's voice sounded, and the smoke and dust in front of him was like a piece of black cloth being torn away suddenly, and disappeared completely in an instant.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan who was kneeling among the rubble on the ground, Ba Shan was shocked and speechless.

Zhuo Yifan still stayed where he was, not even moving a bit. There were gravels all over him, but they were all about [-] centimeters away, as if deliberately avoiding him.

The sky was full of smoke and dust, and even his hair was not affected.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were clear, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Those eyeballs, which are as bright as jewels, are extremely vivid as they turn slightly, like the center of the whole world, which makes people involuntarily attracted and unable to move away.

Ba Shan looked at Zhuo Yifan stupidly, completely petrified.

"Come on, what a fool."

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth, his eyeballs rolled, ripples flickered slightly, all the brilliance disappeared, and they became the eyes of ordinary people again.

Ba Shan woke up like a dream, tried to shake his head, and said in shock: "Brother Yuan, you... your spiritual power has recovered?"

"It's just a little better, not to mention recovery." Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly, although he was a little regretful, but he was full of an indescribable aura, as if no difficulty could stop him.

Ba Shan scratched his head in wonder, always feeling that Zhuo Yifan was different, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.