Just thinking about it makes Kachel's soul turn yellow, which is the color of the soul that represents tension and anxiety.

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded, "I'll go with you."

"I was originally here to greet you, but Young Master Jesse over there is also in danger."

"Is it a strange life?" Kachel asked immediately.

"No," Lin Fan shook his head, "It's... God Shura!"

"God Shura!"

For a moment, all the young masters' eyes widened!

"Why is there a Shura God here!"

"This is just a low-level god!"

"And God King Zeus personally helped us open the divine treasure... How could God Shura sneak in! Can the majestic God King Zeus not even detect the existence of God Shura?"

Their expressions became frightened and shocked, and their souls also showed the yellow color representing tension and anxiety, and the gray color of fear.

Lin Fan is now also aware of the power of the modified Eyes of Ghosts and Gods. Now he can directly see the inner emotions of the other party, and no disguise on his expression can deceive him.

Thanks to the Temple of Thought for the gift.

"God Shura..." Kachel repeated the word blankly, as if he had thought of something, with a look of fear on his face: "Could it be that what we encountered before... was not a strange life, but God Shura?"

"No wonder, no wonder this place is just a low-level god..." Kachel's tone was almost certain, "There will definitely not be any powerful and strange life here, it is the Shura God!"

"Then we must get together quickly!"

"That Shura God might be watching us secretly right now!"

Kachel said, already running in the direction where the light beam erupted before.

The other two young masters and their entourage hurriedly followed. The panic was already rising. They ran wildly without daring to look back, as if there was a terrifying beast chasing behind them invisibly.

I avoided the bushes along the way and didn't even dare to look, as if there was something terrible hidden in the bushes!

"Wait for me, let's go together!" Lin Fan quickly followed with a look of fear on his face and shouted in a tearful tone: "There is a Shura God here!"

The group of people fled quickly in the direction where the light beam erupted before. After all, all the teams were probably gathered there now.

Half an hour later.

Lin Fan returned to the place where he met Young Master Jesse just now.

It had been half an hour since the light beam erupted, and many teams had already arrived to join them.

The elders of each palace also found their young master, and one after another broke away from the temporarily formed team and stood behind their young master.

Everyone was standing in the open space between the grass. The scene where the young master and the elder were supposed to meet was now silent. Everyone was silent and looked ugly.

The atmosphere is depressing.

Just because the number of people is one third less than before!

There were originally more than a hundred elders and young masters, but now there are only more than sixty elders and young masters left!

Of course, the young master is still safe, with only some injuries at most.

And there are elders in almost every temple who have not appeared yet!

"Young Master North, here you come." Young Master Jesse in the middle said hello.

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded.

Some injured young masters also smiled warmly at Mr. Zhang: "Elder Zhang, here we come."

"Thanks to Elder Zhang for his timely rescue, otherwise...if I have the opportunity in the future, I would be a guest at the Storm Temple."

"Kachel, you have found a good elder."

Obviously, most of them have been rescued by Mr. Zhang, and they are full of gratitude.

"Okay." Young Master Jesse suddenly interrupted, and then sighed: "Half an hour has passed now... everyone who can come should have arrived."

"As for those who can't come... I guess they can't come anymore."

As soon as these words came out, the face of the young master of the temple changed: "You mean..."

"Yes." Young Master Jesse nodded: "He is already dead."

"What?"

"How can it be?!"

Some young masters and elders who were not injured and who had obviously not been in danger exclaimed in disbelief, "This is just a low-level god..."

"Lower gods are equally dangerous." Young Master Jesse sneered and looked at Young Master Zhou Ni: "Isn't that right, Young Master Zhou Ni?"

Young Master Zhou Ni was stunned, why did you name me?

I haven’t encountered any weird life along the way, what the hell do I know!

As Young Master Jesse finished speaking, the other young masters also understood, and some of the young masters who had lost their elders looked ugly.

"Damn it, three elders actually died in our Temple of Power..." Xiao Lisi gritted his teeth.

"Our Aoki Temple actually lost two..."

"Our Sword God Temple has lost three elders!" Sword God Zhang Feng looked sad, covering his face with tears in his eyes, "Young Master, we have lost three elders!"

"Alas..." The young master of the Sword God Temple sighed, feeling sad in his heart, but seeing that the Sword God Zhang Feng was even more sad than himself, he immediately said: "I didn't expect you to be so affectionate and righteous. You have just joined our Sword God.

Temple…”

"Although I have just joined, in the hearts of my subordinates, the Sword God Temple is my home! Two family members have died, how can I not be sad!" Zhang Feng covered his face, crying as if he was laughing.

Um.

Of the three who died, two of them were killed by him...

The young master of the Sword God Temple sighed, but became more and more confused: "What's going on? This is just a low-level god..."

The young master of the God of Agriculture Temple looked at Bai Qi, the only one left beside him, with a horrified look on his face, and grabbed Bai Qi's thick arm: "They, they are all dead... Master, you have to protect me!"

He was lucky. He had already gathered with three elders from his own temple, and finally met Bai Qi who was alone.

But after taking only a few steps, he passed out. Before he passed out, he only heard one sentence: "Young master, be careful!"

When he woke up, the three elders of the God of Agriculture had disappeared, and Bai Xiaoqi was covered in blood and standing in front of him with scars, holding the imitation blood sickle of the Temple of God of Agriculture in his hand, looking around cautiously, holding on

Protect him.

Fortunately, he met Mr. Zhang who came here by chance for treatment, otherwise Bai Xiaoqi would have been seriously injured and died.

From that moment on, the figure guarding his back, the man holding the sickle, had become his last source of security.

"It's because I failed to protect the three of them..." Bai Qi grabbed the sickle and sighed, then patted the young master on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"Yes!" The young master of the God of Agriculture Temple nodded deeply. At this time, Bai Qi was like a father in his heart.

Immediately, the young master of the God of Agriculture Temple also sighed and said with some confusion: "This is just a low-level god, how can there be such a powerful and dangerous strange life... What is going on..."

Beimila, the young master of the Beast Controlling Temple, who was standing with the two remaining Beast Controlling God elders, lowered his head and said nothing. He thought of the Shura God he had met before.

He couldn't help but lean against the monkey behind him. Only this powerful master could give him some sense of security.

The other young masters and elders of the temple, thinking about their elders who had disappeared inexplicably, also looked around nervously, as if there was great danger in this strange divine treasure.

The atmosphere was tense and depressing.

Only Lu Bu... Lu Bu now lost the arrogance and loneliness he had before. He seemed to have transformed into a sunny and cheerful boy, with a sunny smile on his face, chatting with the elders of other temples.

"You are the 296 elders of the Storm Temple, ah, I have admired you for a long time!" Lu Bu patted the other party's shoulder enthusiastically, and smiled at the confused expression on his face: "Introduce yourself, Lu Xiaobu.

"

The other party looked at the word "slave" between Lu Bu's eyebrows, his face was startled, and he immediately said respectfully: "Lu Xiaobu? You are the one who earns money from the Knights Temple. I heard that you are comparable to Lu Bu's reincarnation, Lu Xiaobu?"

"It's just a false name." Lu Bu laughed and stretched out his hand: "Can I make a friend?"

"Of course!" The other party took hold of it and then smiled: "But you are not like Lu Bu. I heard those older gods said that Lu Bu was an arrogant and inhumane guy. I think you

It’s very sunny and cheerful.”

"Well, of course! Who doesn't know that someone has a clear conscience and is righteous in someone's life?" Lu Bu nodded, shook hands vigorously, patted his chest and said: "Since we are friends, if we have anything to say in the future, I should be my friend.

My friends are willing to cut their own throats, and they will not hesitate to throw their lives and blood!"

"Lu Xiaobu, you are indeed loyal!" The other party gave a thumbs up.

For a time, Lu Bu felt like a fish in water, shuttling between the elders of various temples like a social butterfly. With a sunny and cheerful smile, he looked like he was going to become a "Friend of the Gods" in the divine world, and quickly made friends with the elders of other temples.

Friends, shaking hands wildly, forming a mutually recognized friendship...

After all, this is the triggering condition of [Friendship Gloves].

And those elders were happy to make friends with Lu Bu. After all, they had also heard about how powerful Lu Xiaobu was. He was adopted as an adopted son by the main god of the Knights Temple and was hailed as the reincarnation of Lu Bu.

It's always good to have a good relationship.

What's more, this divine treasure seems to contain great dangers that shouldn't be there. It's natural to have a friend like Lu Xiaobu.
To be continued...