Warden of Heaven

Chapter 627 The Spirit of Fire
I saw that the flame, after falling on the bronze coffin, exploded directly.

A terrifying breath gushed out from the bronze coffin.

"Roar!"

The next moment, the flame monster let out a shrill scream, and its huge body flew upside down.

With a thud, he fell heavily ten meters away, his face full of fear.

what!
Chen Feng's pupils shrank, his face full of shock.

Chen Feng couldn't be more clear about how powerful the flame monster is!

In Ling Xiaoxiao's words, that's a Jindan monster!

Even Ling Xiaoxiao, who has suppressed his strength, is no match for it.

In front of it, Luo Yuntian can only be beaten, and he has no power to fight back.

But a flame monster with such strength was blown away by a coffin?

It seems that this bronze coffin is not a mortal thing!

"Ah, this, this is the hanging coffin from Longhu Mountain!"

"The hanging coffin that disappeared inexplicably 50 years ago!"

At this moment, Zhang Tianyi, who was at the side, suddenly let out an exclamation, his face full of astonishment.

Hanging coffin?

Chen Feng frowned, looked back at Zhang Tianyi, and asked in surprise.

"Daozhang Zhang, do you know this bronze coffin?"

Zhang Tianyi's eyelids twitched wildly, and he said hastily with a hint of fear.

"I didn't recognize it before, but I am too familiar with that red light just now!"

"This is the mysterious hanging coffin in Longhu Mountain, which disappeared inexplicably 50 years ago."

"In the past, every night when the moon was full, the hanging coffin would glow with red light, which was eerie and eerie!"

"It's exactly the same as the light just now!"

Hearing this, Chen Feng couldn't help feeling a little curious.

Chen Feng had also heard of hanging coffins, which belonged to the burial ceremony in some areas in southern China.

The hanging coffins at Longhu Mountain are even more famous, and it is said that they were made by the Yue people in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

It can be called a great spectacle in the history of world culture.

However, Chen Feng only heard about it, but never visited it.

Unexpectedly, the bronze coffin in front of him turned out to be one of the hanging coffins in Longhu Mountain!

Involuntarily, Chen Feng walked up to the hanging coffin with a trace of curiosity.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hanging coffin.

At the same time, a burst of true energy was released, and he wanted to find out what was so weird about the hanging coffin.

hum!
As soon as Chen Feng's true energy was released, his body froze suddenly, like an electric shock!

Afterwards, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly showed deep shock.

Swish!
As if being pricked by a needle, Chen Feng quickly withdrew his hand, his face changed wildly!
"Master Chen, what's wrong with you!"

Seeing this, Zhang Tianyi couldn't help asking hurriedly.

But Chen Feng seemed to have never heard of it, and he was stunned like a wood carving and clay sculpture.

"Chen Feng, are you alright?"

Luo Yan looked worried, hurried over, took Chen Feng's hand, and asked anxiously.

Chen Feng just woke up, exhaled heavily, and said with a smile.

"I am fine."

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng looked at the hanging coffin again, his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Just now, the moment he touched the hanging coffin, a consciousness forcibly broke into his mind.

That consciousness was so strong that Chen Feng was powerless to resist.

If it weren't for the light of heaven, which suddenly flashed and forced that consciousness back, Chen Feng really couldn't imagine what would happen.

Could it be that that consciousness is a soul that wants to seize itself?

"The light of heaven? Haha, it really is the light of heaven!"

"Finally waiting for you!"

At this moment, a rough laughter suddenly sounded in Chen Feng's mind.

"Who?"

Chen Feng was startled suddenly, his face changed wildly!

How can someone speak in their own mind?
Could it be that the consciousness just now is still in his mind?
"Don't be nervous, I've been waiting for you for a long, long time!"

"Ugh!"

A sigh full of vicissitudes resounded heavily.

Then, in Chen Feng's mind, a figure suddenly appeared slowly.

Chen Feng only felt that his soul seemed to tremble, as if he couldn't bear the powerful pressure of this figure.

If it weren't for the looming light of heaven, it would turn this pressure that could destroy everything invisible.

I'm afraid that the moment the figure appeared, Chen Feng's soul would be completely shattered.

At this time, Chen Feng also saw the appearance of the figure clearly.

I saw this person, tall and sturdy, with a sturdy aura exuding from all over his body.

Especially the shiny big bald head, gleaming and extraordinarily conspicuous.

In addition, around the neck, the big gold chain with the thickness of a little finger.

Just like a social person!

Chen Feng was dumbfounded, dumbfounded.

Damn, what's the matter?

He originally thought that even if there was a soul in this hanging coffin, it should be an ancient person from the Spring and Autumn Period!
How could a hunk with a bald head and a gold chain run out?
Can this buddy pass through time?

"who are you?"

"Why wait for me?"

Chen Feng frowned, An resisted the surprise in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

The bald man heard it, but his face showed pain, and he gave Chen Feng a complicated look.

Then, shook his head.

"I can't say it, his grandma's, I can't say it."

"However, you have the light of heaven, the person I'm waiting for, you must be right!"

"You boy, you must rescue my master!"

When Chen Feng heard this, he felt even more strange.

"Save your master?"

"Who is your master?"

The bald head hesitated to speak, scratched the big bald head anxiously, and said in a panic.

"His grandma's, I can't tell!"

"Don't ask, you take this thing."

Whoosh!
After the bald head finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly flickered, and the next moment, there was something new in Chen Feng's hand.

Looking down, Chen Feng's pupils shrank, and found that it turned out to be a ball of flames.

However, the flame danced happily in Chen Feng's palm, very lively, as if it had life.

"what is this?"

"You can't and can't say it?"

Chen Feng asked the bald man.

"This is called the Spirit of Fire."

"When you go to Yunmeng Realm, you will know what it is!"

Yunmeng Realm? ! ! !

Hearing these three words, Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Friend, you mean Yunmeng Realm?"

The bald head nodded, "Yes!"

"Where is the Yunmeng Realm?"

Chen Feng was suddenly excited.

He has not forgotten that Lu Xiaoyue's life experience is related to the word Yunmeng.

Could it be that this Yunmeng refers to the Yunmeng Realm that the bald man mentioned?

A strange look suddenly appeared on the bald face.

"You should have God's punishment in your hands, right?"

"You still know about Heaven's Punishment?" Chen Feng was even more shocked, looking at the bald head in disbelief.

The bald head scratched his head speechlessly, and said to Chen Feng.

"Don't make such a fuss."

"You have the light of heaven, so it's not surprising that you are punished by heaven."

"Tell me first, which one is your punishment?"

hum!
With a thought, Chen Feng took out the Nine Dragon Blade directly.

"It's it!"

The bald man's face changed, and there was a sudden look of pain in his eyes, and he said angrily.

"Grass, why is it a knife!"

"The sword goes first, the catastrophe happens!"

The more Chen Feng listened, the more confused he became. What is this mess?
"Friend, can you speak clearly?"

"I'm so confused." Chen Feng said speechlessly.

The bald man sighed, his face depressed, as if recalling some sad past, he felt weak.

"Don't ask me, I can't tell you."

"This knife needs the blood of nine kinds of dragons to be activated."

"When you activate it, you will naturally be able to break through the void and enter Yunmeng!"

After finishing speaking, the bald head took a deep look at Chen Feng and sighed.

"My master, it's all up to you."

"Come on, Sao Nian!"

"By the way, send this copper coffin back to Longhu Mountain!"

The bald figure slowly dissipated, and Chen Feng opened his mouth, wanting to ask something else.

But where is the shadow of the bald head?

hum!
Suddenly, Chen Feng's body trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Only then did he realize that what happened just now was actually his own soul communicating with the bald head.

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt a scorching heat and a faint tingling pain in his palm.

Looking down, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He found that the flame was beating in his palm, it was the spirit of flame that the bald head had given him!

(End of this chapter)