socalfunplaces Chapter 7: Lu Zu Subdues Crocodile Ancestor, Setting Sail Once Again
Chapter 7: Lu Zu Subdues Crocodile Ancestor, Setting Sail Once Again
A deafening roar suddenly came from the direction of the Great Thunderclap Temple in the distance, accompanied by eerie sounds in the air.
Lu Sheng was completely focused, no longer caring about these minor squabbles; the big one was coming.
With a cracking sound, the protective light barrier surrounding the five-colored altar was pierced, and a streak of dark light rushed in.
Lu Sheng reacted swiftly, wielding a vajra in one hand and a peach wood sword in the other. Lightning crackled through his armor, and two wings sprouted from his back. He accelerated rapidly and slashed the opponent down with a single sword strike.
With the power of the near-Blood-Transforming Realm, the newly awakened Lightning Wings brought extreme speed, and with the Vajra Pestle protecting him and the sturdy Lu Zu Sword as his weapon.
The little crocodile is no match for him.
There are thousands upon thousands of crocodiles here.
As Lu Sheng slashed down the first divine crocodile that pierced through the light barrier and crawled in, everyone finally saw the true face of this murderous black light.
The tiny crocodile, barely ten centimeters long and as thick as a finger, had no legs and was covered in black scales, looking like a monstrous demon from hell.
"Don't just stand there, gather together!"
Ye Fan shouted a warning, and one after another, divine crocodiles pierced through the light barrier and crawled in.
The crowd, armed with Buddhist artifacts, began to fight back. At the same time, after a long period of charging, the five-colored altar began to shake, and five-colored runes appeared in the sky.
The Tai Chi Bagua diagram is about to emerge, just like on Mount Tai.
But it is precisely at times like these that the situation becomes most critical.
The ruins of the Great Thunder Temple, a kilometer away, trembled, and the lantern-like eyes rose several meters.
At the same time, more and more crocodiles gathered and attacked the protective barrier one after another, and soon dozens of small holes appeared.
Although protected by Buddhist artifacts, the force of the divine crocodile's impact could not be completely negated; if one was slightly weaker, they would stagger from the impact.
As the number of divine crocodiles increases, the light barrier will eventually be completely breached, and the frail students will eventually be unable to withstand it.
If you want to protect yourself, you must not sit idly by and wait for death.
Lu Sheng did not hesitate; he knew this was the most crucial moment.
"Ye Fan, you stay behind me. Pang Bo, switch with me."
He exchanged the vajra for Pangbo's bronze plaque.
The half-full vajra is powerful, but it's inconvenient to use its strength, and it's not satisfying to smash with it.
After the exchange, Lu Sheng, holding the bronze plaque, stepped out of the protective light barrier and slammed it down, turning a large number of divine crocodiles into minced meat.
Hundreds and thousands of divine crocodiles that rushed towards him were all crushed. Stimulated by the blood and flesh of countless divine crocodiles, the peach wood sword that guarded the mountain gradually trembled, showing signs of revival.
Suddenly, just as the divine crocodile pounced again, Lu Zu's sword hummed, and a sword aura suddenly tore the earth apart.
Lu Sheng was overjoyed: "Haha, I knew it, what a treasure!"
He held a sword in one hand and a plaque in the other. The sword's aura soared into the sky, and the bronze plaque resembled a giant windmill. Lightning crackled around his back, and with a gentle sweep, large areas were charred.
Ye Fan carried the ancient lamp and blew on it gently, causing flames to engulf the divine crocodile horde.
People emerged one after another, and with their slaughter, the blood on the altar turned into specks of blood light that floated into the sky, charging the Tai Chi Bagua diagram.
Blood sacrifice has been a common practice since ancient times.
Protected by Buddhist artifacts and a magic sword, Lu Sheng moved through the crocodile herd as if it were nothing, like a fighter jet in a tractor.
However, an unlucky fellow behind couldn't withstand the crocodile's attack, fell to the ground, dropped his Buddhist artifact, and was instantly devoured.
Everyone is surrounded by hundreds of these messages, so densely packed that it gives you goosebumps.
Everyone was overwhelmed. Even though Lu Sheng had tried his best to kill as many crocodiles as possible to attract more divine crocodiles, he still couldn't prevent people from dying.
As long as the ancestor of crocodiles exists, the number of divine crocodiles will never end.
As time passed, a towering black mist enveloped the heavens and earth. In the distance, at the location of Leiyin Temple, the Crocodile Ancestor roared and approached step by step.
A giant hand reached down from the black mist, its fingers alone measuring seven or eight meters.
Lu Sheng knew that he absolutely could not stop them, and fortunately, with their frenzied killing, the blood sacrifice gave the five-colored altar enough energy.
The Tai Chi Bagua diagram in the sky was fully formed, and the void passage was opened.
"Lu Sheng, get into the bronze coffin quickly!" Ye Fan shouted, telling Lu Sheng to retreat.
Lu Sheng nodded, his speed surpassing all others, and he retreated in the blink of an eye.
The group entered the bronze coffin one after another, but the Crocodile Ancestor did not give up, its blood-red eyes getting closer and closer.
As its demonic aura began to spread, all the Buddhist artifacts resonated in unison, vying to unleash their brilliance in an attempt to stop it.
However, these are just ordinary things in the Great Thunderclap Temple. Although they are miraculous, how can they compare to a supreme demon like the Crocodile Ancestor?
Stimulated by the auras of Buddha and demons, Lü Zu's sword shimmered with dazzling light.
The next second, sword energy shot into the sky, the divine sword flew out of his hand, and he unleashed a dazzling attack on Crocodile Ancestor from mid-air.
Even through the black mist, Lu Sheng could vaguely see several streaks of blood gushing forth, and a phantom wielding a sword stood in mid-air, its imposing aura overwhelming the Crocodile Ancestor, which made him burst into laughter.
"If even a discarded wooden sword can break through my defenses, wouldn't I skin and eat Lu Zu in an instant if he were here in person?"
At such a short distance, the sound could not be suppressed at all. The Crocodile Ancestor, oppressed by the phantom, had bloodshot and hateful eyes. A cowardly person would probably wet himself if he were given a single glance.
But the Ancient Starry Sky Road has already opened, and not just anyone can try to take advantage of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.
Lu Sheng sat upright among them, mocking them without restraint:
"What are you looking at, you dead crocodile? Next time I come back, I'll use your meat for a barbecue party and skin you to make bags."
The crocodile ancestor seemed to be enraged, letting out a deafening roar that even made the bronze coffin tremble.
Someone quickly said, "Lu Sheng, shut up! Are you out of your mind? Don't provoke it!"
"What are you afraid of? Will it let you go if you kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Lu Sheng scoffed, "From the moment the Divine Crocodile appeared, there was no option for negotiation. No matter what you do, you're like an ant before a life like it. Would you care about the feelings of an ant?"
"You might as well go back and pray to Buddha more often, thank him for leaving behind a bunch of Buddhist artifacts to protect you. Oh, and the Crocodile Ancestor was also thrown away by it, so it's alright now."
The ability to remain calm even when faced with imminent collapse is an essential condition for becoming a strong person.
Of course, Lu Sheng admitted that he would be surprised if Mount Tai really exploded in front of him.
However, now that the Mars station situation is largely settled, there's nothing to worry about anymore.
The ancient bronze coffin trembled, causing the Crocodile Ancestor to retreat.
The ancient road to the stars has been opened, and the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin has set sail once again.
The crocodile ancestor stood on the desolate earth, watching everything go by.
Inside the bronze coffin, Lu Sheng used the plaque of the Great Thunder Temple as a bed.
The peach wood sword had flown back into his hand. After expending a wave of energy, the already decaying sword became even more dilapidated.
Lu Sheng didn't care much about any of this; the remaining power of the two was enough to protect Beidou.
Unsurprisingly, the bronze coffin contained a contingency plan left by the Crocodile Ancestor, but that was something he couldn't handle completely in the short term.
Wisps of lightning spread from his back, forming hidden patterns on his skin. With the peach wood sword in his bosom and the Great Thunderclap Temple beneath him, Lu Sheng turned over and, filled with anticipation for the future, fell into a deep sleep.
Silent all night.