Traversing the Heavens, Projecting Across the Myriad Realms

At this moment, Ye Fan, Zhou Yi, and the others are heading towards the Great Thunderclap Temple.

You can't see what's happening where you're stuck.

The nine black dragons lying on the ground remained silent, showing no unusual changes on their surface. But Qin Tian, ​​who was in close proximity to them, underwent a rather astonishing transformation.

The innate true spirit and true dragon characteristics were activated and awakened, causing the Bitter Sea Divine Patterns within his body to undergo a change.

It transformed into a miniature fire dragon with life characteristics.

In this special state of deep resonance between mind and consciousness.

The fire dragon in the sea of ​​suffering gradually merged perfectly with Qin Tian himself, and his entire physical appearance underwent a sudden and dramatic change.

He was no longer a person, but a fire dragon.

However, its body length was less than a foot.

It appears unusually small.

In this mysterious and strange state, Qin Tian resonated with and comprehended a profound and mysterious order of Dao from the black dragon.

The Dao patterns, thread by thread, intertwined and intertwined.

Ultimately, this formed a strange Dao seal.

At first glance, it resembles a real dragon coiled up, exuding a unique charm.

The True Dragon Dao Seal merged with his own being, like a succession of traditions, allowing him to experience the profound mysteries of how the True Dragon tempered and cultivated itself.

Just as Qin Tian was deeply immersed in it.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar echoed from afar.

"Awooo...!"

Its terrifying power seemed to shatter the stars.

This startled Qin Tian awake.

In an instant, the fire dragon form disappeared, and he returned to his human form.

"You ruined my good fortune, Crocodile Ancestor, you really deserve to die!" Qin Tian quickly understood what was going on, and couldn't help but grit his teeth, his anger rising.

They wished they could skin the Crocodile Ancestor alive, pull out its tendons, and extract its soul.

Disrupted by this guy, Qin Tian could no longer sense that mysterious resonance connection, and it was completely severed.

Even the mutated fire dragon divine pattern within his own body.

Now they have all become dull and lifeless, curled up motionless inside their own sea of ​​suffering.

Qin Tian couldn't help but turn his head fiercely towards the direction of the Great Thunderclap Temple.

All that could be seen was a thick, dark fog that blotted out the sky, obscuring everything. Only two enormous, blood-red eyes could be faintly discerned within it.

"He was once at the peak of the Great Sage realm, but has now fallen to the Saint level."

"It is far beyond what I can contend with in my current state of Bitter Sea."

"I'll remember this grudge for now. When I become a saint, I'll come back and personally kill this guy to avenge the grudge for ruining my chance today."

Considering the current disparity between the two sides, Qin Tian had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Without hesitation, he turned and walked toward the crack in the lid of the bronze coffin of the Three Generations.

Upon arriving here, he did not rush to hide inside. Instead, he began to keep his eyes and ears open, using his divine sense to observe every movement around him.

The small crocodile, lacking limbs on its belly, swiftly leaps and darts through the darkness.

The relentless attacks continued against Ye Fan and his group as they fled in panic.

The various Buddhist artifacts they held in their hands collided, unleashing bursts of divine light—some flashing lightning, others blazing flames.

The crocodile died instantly upon being touched.

Before long, Qin Tian used his divine sense to detect that a divine crocodile was also launching a sneak attack on him.

"call out……!"

A body the size of a finger shot towards him, like a black nail aimed at his brow.

Qin Tian, ​​who was well-prepared, was not afraid.

His right hand shot out swiftly, striking first and accurately grabbing the little crocodile that was aimed at his forehead. Then, with a forceful squeeze of his five fingers, he crushed the little crocodile to death on the spot.

Despite its seemingly small size, it let out an unusually loud roar before it died.

The sound was more ferocious and terrifying than that of a tiger in the mountains.

"You little bugs, do you really think I'm just an ordinary mortal?" Qin Tian said with a ferocious expression, as he charged at the numerous small divine crocodiles that were approaching.

Wherever his fingers and palms passed, the blood of the divine crocodile splattered high into the air.

The fire dragon divine pattern in the sea of ​​suffering within his body was activated by Qin Tian, ​​leaving his body and surrounding him.

Despite the attacks from all directions by the small divine crocodiles, they could not break through the barrier of the Fire Dragon Divine Mark. In the end, the Fire Dragon Divine Mark even flew out on its own.

It roams freely among the small crocodiles, piercing the bodies of one small crocodile after another.

Soon the ground was covered with a layer of small crocodile corpses.

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Ye Fan and the others who arrived nearby also witnessed Qin Tian's actions.

They were deeply surprised that Qin Tian possessed such methods.

However, this was not the time for deep thought. Subsequently, everyone used their Buddhist artifacts to kill the little crocodiles in large numbers, and their corpses piled up like small hills.

"Let's go, hide inside the coffin."

Qin Tian glanced at the changes on the altar and suddenly shouted.

Without hesitation, he was the first to crawl into the bronze coffin of the Three Generations.

Upon hearing Qin Tian's voice, Ye Fan, Wang Ziwen, Lin Jia, and the others quickly squeezed inside. The heavy coffin lid was turned upside down, about to close.

The crocodile ancestor, which had been watching from afar for a long time, suddenly rushed over.

He raised his hand and reached out to grab the bronze coffin of the Three Generations from afar.

At this moment, everyone noticed that all the Buddhist artifacts they held were emitting a large amount of light, which was all converging towards the outside of the coffin.

This blocked the crocodile ancestor's figure from entering, preventing it from squeezing in.

Crocodile Ancestor coldly surveyed the scene inside the coffin, struggled for a moment, and, confirming that he really couldn't get in, suddenly retreated silently and disappeared without a trace.

Nine black dragons soared into the sky, pulling the bronze coffin of the three generations on their journey once more.

It quickly disappeared into this area of ​​the starry sky.

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The interior of the bronze coffin was plunged into darkness once more.

Standing in the crowd, Qin Tian suddenly seemed to sense something, and suddenly grabbed a corner, his five fingers spread out like a dragon's claw, unstoppable.

They caught the little crocodile that had been hiding and lurking.

Its claws pierced through his body, tearing apart flesh and bones, and ripped his head off.

Qin Tian then carefully investigated and found several more hidden small crocodiles, killing them all. Until he saw a vicious-looking creature with extremely venomous eyes.

He was startled and felt a chill run down his spine.

I instinctively took several steps back.

"That damn thing, it really managed to sneak in."

"Although this guy is weak right now, only slightly stronger than an ordinary mortal, he is precisely the one who cannot be killed, otherwise a real big problem will arise."

"It's best to maintain a safe distance from them."

With these thoughts in mind, Qin Tian retreated to the vicinity of the central coffin.

And keep a sufficient distance from Ye Fan.

Ye Fan, being a Holy Body, would naturally attract that Holy Body evil spirit.

However, Ye Fan happened to possess a Bodhi Seed, within which lay a wisp of the Great Emperor's divine will, which could protect Ye Fan from being harmed by the divine will of the Holy Body.

The others around him weren't so lucky.

There will inevitably be scapegoats.