Ling Feng was also interrupted by this exclamation. When Ling Feng came back to his senses, he looked at the ancient bronze coffin in front of him in shock. Ling Feng never expected that the coffin was slowly opening.
,How can this be?
At this moment, Ling Feng held his breath and stared at the ancient bronze coffin in front of him without blinking. Ling Feng wanted to see what was causing trouble. Could it be that the person in the coffin was really the person?
But this ancient coffin looks to be hundreds of years old, or even thousands of years old. No one would believe that there is a living person in this coffin, but how could a dead person push this coffin away?
This doubt appeared in the minds of everyone present. At this moment, everyone was shocked and stared at the ancient bronze coffin with great curiosity. Everyone wanted to see what would come out of the coffin.
"Isn't it possible that the person buried in this coffin is not dead?" Someone on the side whispered with lingering fear and curiosity.
The people on the side curled their lips when they heard this and said: "Impossible, who can be alive in this coffin? Even if it is a living person, how did he get into this coffin? This coffin looks so extraordinary, with such terrifying things on it.
The aura seems to be suppressing something. If this person was in the coffin, he would have been suppressed to death long ago."
"Then what is going on here?" someone asked curiously.
Long Zhantian frowned at this moment. He was also a little nervous. After all, this ancient bronze coffin was very mysterious. Long Zhantian was also afraid of any accidents. He didn't know if there was any danger in it.
Long Zhantian, who was watching the ancient bronze coffin attentively, heard someone talking and couldn't help but angrily said: "Shut up, no matter what, we will find out later, don't talk nonsense here."
Long Zhantian spoke, and those who wanted to speak did not dare to make a mistake at this moment. They closed their mouths and did not dare to make a sound. Everyone stared at the ancient bronze coffin attentively.
I saw that the coffin lid on the ancient bronze coffin was still opening slowly, very slowly. After a quarter of an hour, the coffin lid was only opened a crack the size of a fist.
This made everyone present anxious. They were watching eagerly, wanting to see what was in the coffin. However, after such a long time, only a small crack was opened. It was really frustrating.
People are eager to see through it.
Some impatient people wanted to go forward and help open the coffin lid, but due to the Samadhi True Fire surrounding the coffin, everyone could only watch from a distance, and no one dared to go over.
But the next moment, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically, and they looked at the ancient bronze coffin in front of them in horror.
Although there was still no movement in the coffin, and nothing could be seen coming out of it, a very terrifying momentum and pressure was released from the ancient bronze coffin.
Everyone was oppressed by this powerful aura and became unsteady. Some people who were not strong enough simply fell to the ground. When many people saw that the situation was not good, they stepped back one after another to stay away from this aura and pressure.
This momentum was so powerful that even Long Zhantian took a few steps back to avoid its sharp edge. The Thief Saint also looked at the ancient bronze coffin with a solemn expression, feeling that something was not right.
No matter what is in this coffin, judging from the momentum and pressure, its strength is not simple, and the Thief Saint is ready to escape at any time.
Ling Feng was different from others. The moment this aura and coercion hit him, the Heaven-Swallowing Art in Ling Feng's body suddenly started to operate. Ling Feng didn't know that it was the Heaven-Swallowing Art that helped him resist this aura.
The coercion, or this momentum and coercion, was not suppressed because of the Heaven Swallowing Technique.
In short, Ling Feng was not affected in any way and still stood there unchanged.
However, when Ling Feng saw that everyone was clenching their teeth and persisting, struggling to resist the pressure of this momentum, Ling Feng immediately took action. He did not want to be the target of public criticism. Even if he did not receive any impact, Ling Feng pretended to give up.
It was as if there was a huge impact and he fell directly to the ground.
Not only was he lying on the ground, Ling Feng also pretended to be in great pain and rolled backwards, and did not stop until he was at the very back of the crowd.
Ling Feng pretended that he was seriously injured. His body was covered with dust and he looked very embarrassed. Ling Feng also covered his chest and looked at the ancient bronze coffin in the distance as if he was very uncomfortable.
Ling Feng almost vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, pretending so that no one could see that Ling Feng was fine. Even Mei'er, who was standing on the boat but had not come over, looked at Ling Feng with a worried look on her face and exclaimed:
"Brother Lingfeng, are you okay?"
Ling Feng didn't speak or look back. He just raised his hand and waved it to indicate to Meier that she was fine.
The injured Zhao Rui saw that Ling Feng's injury was more serious and his aura had become much weaker. He couldn't help but gloat at the sidelines, wishing that Ling Feng would be killed by the pressure of this aura, so that he wouldn't have to kill him.
Ling Feng.
Little did he know that Ling Feng was all pretending. Even Ling Feng was looking at everyone. Seeing that no one doubted him, he was relieved. But when he saw Zhao Rui, a cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.
He was thinking in his mind whether he should take advantage of this aura to suppress Zhao Rui and kill him.
However, after thinking about it for a while, Ling Feng still didn't take action. Not only did he expose himself, but he might not be able to kill Zhao Rui. After all, Zhao Rui's strength should not be underestimated. Ling Feng still didn't want to take action rashly without being completely sure.
"What's going on? What is inside this coffin? How can it have such a strong aura and pressure?"
Everyone was a little panicked at this moment. They were all frightened by the pressure of this momentum. Some people even started to retreat in their hearts. This pressure of momentum was too powerful. No one knew what dangers there were.
What should they do if a vicious creature appears that they can't deal with?
Just when everyone was in a panic, the lid of the ancient bronze coffin had been silently opened halfway. Everyone present held their breath and stared at the ancient bronze coffin in front of them with their mouths open and eyes unblinking, wanting to see this
What exactly will appear in the ancient coffin?
The next moment, a hand suddenly appeared on the edge of the ancient bronze coffin. It was a slender hand with snow-white skin and slender fingers.
"Hand! It's actually a hand!"
"People are really people!"
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
The moment everyone present saw it was a human hand, they were all shocked. They looked at the ancient bronze coffin in front of them in disbelief. There was actually someone inside! And it was a woman!
The next moment, a white and snow-white arm slowly stretched out from the coffin and supported it beside the coffin.
Before the person in the coffin could be fully revealed, the Thief Saint who had been standing there seemed to remember something. Suddenly his face changed drastically, as if he had seen something terrible, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Naturally, everyone present did not understand what was going on, but they believed in Thief Saint's judgment. After all, he was the ancestor of digging graves. There was no grave in the world that he did not dare to dig. If he could scare him like this, then
The person in the coffin must be very dangerous.
Everyone did not dare to continue watching. Although they were very unwilling to do so, they had no choice but to save their lives.
At this moment, everyone seemed to be fleeing towards the distant ship, not daring to stay any longer.
Ling Feng hesitated, but did not stay here any longer. Although he had not obtained the Resurrection Grass yet, he had to leave. If he continued to stay, even if he obtained the Resurrection Grass, he would not be able to return without the Thief Saint's boat.
Go and be trapped and die here.
This time, Thief Saint was so anxious that he even forgot to collect the toll. After jumping on the boat, he quickly sailed towards the other side of the Huangquan River.
Everyone present was very curious about the person in the coffin. Everyone wanted to see who the woman in the coffin was. Although they only saw one arm, they could tell that she must be a peerless beauty.
Ling Feng is no exception. He is also very curious. He is curious about what is going on with this ancient bronze coffin and who is the person in the coffin. He wants to see her appearance.
Just as Lingfeng was looking at the ancient bronze coffin in the distance, he was unprepared and was kicked from behind on his waist.
Ling Feng was shocked and immediately lost his center of gravity. His body was about to fall off the boat in a flash. Ling Feng controlled his body and tried to keep himself standing on the boat so as not to fall. After all, falling would mean death.
"Get down here!"
A familiar voice came, and before Ling Feng could turn around, he was kicked again and his whole body fell straight towards the Huangquan River.
When Ling Fenglin fell into the water, he only saw that the person who attacked him was Zhao Rui.
Ling Feng wanted to yell, but it was too late. He fell into the Huangquan River and was instantly submerged by the river.
"No, someone fell down!"
After Zhao Rui kicked Ling Feng, he pretended to be innocent and shouted.
When everyone on the boat saw this, they all looked towards the Huangquan River. Mei'er and Long Chen, who were standing in front, were shocked when they saw that Ling Feng had fallen.
"Brother Lingfeng!"
"Brother Lingfeng!"
Mei'er looked anxious and subconsciously wanted to jump down to save Ling Feng, but luckily she was held back by Sister Lan who was on the side. Sister Lan said helplessly: "This kid is dead. He fell into the Yellow Spring River. It's impossible."
Alive."
"Father, quickly find a way to save brother Ling Feng," Long Chen looked at Long Zhantian and begged.
Long Zhantian shook his head helplessly, sighed and said: "It's not like you don't know the power of the Yellow Spring River water. You can't save him."
Sun Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Ling Feng falling, with a very excited expression on his face. This was great news. Once Ling Feng died, Luan Ting and Luan Ru would be out of trouble, and neither would the Seven Star Sect.
Something will happen.
"What a pity, what a pity for such a handsome guy," the woman beside the Hehuan Sect shook her head and sighed.
Mei'er, on the other hand, had already burst into tears, feeling extremely sad.
At this moment, after Ling Feng fell into the Huangquan River, he only felt a huge suction force, causing him to sink towards the bottom of the river. Ling Feng struggled desperately. At this moment, Ling Feng was completely panicked.
He has also seen the power of the Yellow Spring River with his own eyes. If you fall into it, you will die or not. Is it possible that you will really die this time?
Ling Feng was unwilling to die like this. He still had many things to do and he couldn't die.
Ling Feng struggled desperately, but the surrounding Yellow Spring River water had completely surrounded him. Ling Fengzhi felt a very powerful attack attacking his body, and this attack was directed towards his soul.