In the coffin, there was no human body, nor the person Feng Lin had just imagined.
Instead, in the center, lies a dark red heart.
This heart has become crystallized, just like the heart in the hands of previous Gonggong descendants, crystallized like a spiritual stone.
"The heart of a saint?"
Feng Lin's face became more and more solemn. In the whole coffin, there was only this one thing, placed on the golden silk.
As the coffin was opened, the aura around it gradually became richer.
The originally dark underground palace now became brighter.
Feng Lin was suspended here at this time, not knowing what to do. He had heard Suiyu say about this thing, and only with blood can he activate his abilities.
Feng Lin must have no bloodline, so this thing is, to put it bluntly, a small spirit gathering array.
He carefully felt the aura scattered around, and it was almost as rich as the Gonggong clan before.
Unable to support the ninth level of Dacheng to enter the sublimation realm.
Therefore, to Feng Lin, this thing is worthless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard.
"Senior, I still took the things away. If I don't take them, others will take them away if they see them. Why don't you follow me?"
Feng Lin also has Sun Clan like Jincheng, maybe he can mobilize the power.
Of course, the premise is that this heart is the former saint of the Sun Clan. If not, there is nothing we can do.
Feng Lin stepped forward and used the power of compressed air to take the saint's heart into his hands.
After feeling it carefully, he used the space ring to put it away.
As the saint's heart disappeared, the surrounding light was extinguished at the same time.
At this time, the coffin was empty.
Feng Lin was planning to leave, and first went to look for other exits here.
After taking a few steps, he came back again.
He suddenly felt something was wrong. If it was just the saint's heart, why was there so much pressure preventing him from opening the coffin?
But if you look closely, there is nothing else inside except the golden silk.
So Feng Lin raised his hand again, and the golden silk fell on his palm.
After Feng Lin opened the silk, he found that there were formation patterns carved inside.
He hesitated for a moment, then landed on the ground. He placed the golden silk on the ground and pointed the formation carved on it upward.
He put the saint's heart on the formation again.
Buzz!
The surroundings lit up again.
Feng Lin hesitated for a moment, then injected his energy into the saint's heart.
It was found that the heart had very large resistance, which was incompatible with Feng Lin's energy.
Feng Lin tried again to inject energy into the golden silk underneath.
Boom!
Suddenly, the formation on the silk lit up, and the entire underground palace around it was shaking violently.
The saint's heart on the silk also shone with red light and floated on the silk.
The red light became brighter and brighter, and finally everything in front of Feng Lin's eyes turned red.
Feng Lin immediately used Ice to turn the ice into a ball, blocking the surrounding red light.
As the light slowly dissipates, the surrounding scenery can be seen again.
However, this is no longer the underground palace it was before.
Instead, it appeared on a golden land, and above the earth was a red sun.
The sun is like the setting sun, red and not dazzling.
This is not the point. The point is that the red sun above is so huge that it almost covers the entire sky.
Feng Lin's face gradually became serious, but fortunately there was no one else around him.
If Liu Nian is here too, something will happen.
Facing this unknown, Feng Lin might not be able to protect himself, let alone others.
At this moment, a ball of flame fell from the red sun high above.
When the flames were above Feng Lin's head, they turned into a human form.
This man slowly landed in front of Feng Lin.
Feng Lin looked at the person in front of him. He had long white hair and was wearing a red flame robe.
His face looked a little old, but it was not angry but powerful.
Feng Lin didn't expect that his unintentional act would cause this old man to show strange phenomena.
He could also guess that the person in front of him must be dead and now he was just an phantom.
But even if it is a phantom, it is still a former saint, in case there is something powerful left behind.
Feng Lin still had to remain respectful, "Hello, senior, I'm going to Feng Lin."
"Did you lift the board of my coffin?" The old man asked calmly, standing with his hands behind his hands.
"What the hell?"
Feng Lin was secretly shocked. This person could actually feel what was happening in the outside world?
Does that still count as death?
"It's me."
Feng Lingong cupped his hands and said, "Senior, I'm confused, how could you know?"
"The golden satin is my shroud. It has my power on it. I can feel it."
The old man said with a calm expression.
"As expected of senior, to be honest with senior, I have a very good relationship with the Sun Clan. I am coming here this time..."
"Sun Clan? You have a good relationship with the Sun Clan, what does it have to do with me?"
The old man said calmly.
"Senior, aren't you from the Sun Clan? I looked at the patterns on the coffin and thought you were from the Sun Clan."
Feng Lin smiled and said, "Senior, please forgive me. It is because you are from the Sun Clan that I lifted your coffin. They and I are enemies."
"You are so relaxed, you are not afraid that I will kill you!"
The flame robe on the old man's body was burning more and more violently.
"I don't think senior will kill me."
Feng Lin smiled and shrugged, "If you really want to take action, you won't talk nonsense to me. I also entered the ruins by mistake and was trapped here. Now I just want to get out."
"Then you have misunderstood. I am talking nonsense with you just to determine who you are. Since you are not from our clan, then you should die!"
The old man raised his withered hand, and a ball of flame struck Feng Lin.
When Feng Lin saw this, he immediately released all his power. Although the opponent was just a phantom, he was once a saint.
He is not qualified yet and reserves his strength.
Boom!
The Desolation Drainage Array and the Heaven and Qizhou all erupted.
The four-color Qi Jin came forward and attacked the opponent's flames.
But the old man's flame seemed to have no form, passing through Feng Lin's four-color energy with ease, and in the blink of an eye, it burned in front of Feng Lin's eyes.
boom!
The flames instantly engulfed Feng Lin.
"Senior, is this too much? I have no grievances with you, and I don't mean to lift the boards of your coffin."
Feng Lin appeared behind the old man at this time, "Give me some face and let me go."
The old man slowly turned around and looked at Feng Lin who appeared behind him with a somewhat surprised expression, "You are pretty good."
"Thank you for the compliment, senior."
Feng Lin slightly arched his hands.
"I can let you go, as long as you can block this move."
The old man gently snapped his fingers, and the space in front of him shattered and collapsed, turning into a space vortex as big as a palm.
He pushed lightly, and the space vortex quickly rushed towards Feng Lin.
Feng Lin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he immediately launched a powerful attack.
But as soon as his Qi Jin came into contact with the vortex of space cracks as big as a palm, everything was sucked into it.
The whirlpool was almost unblocked and had arrived in front of Feng Lin in the blink of an eye.
