Silence, deathly silence.

The atmosphere around them became more and more dreary and depressing.

Ye Feng and the others held their breath and stared at the black coffin in the distance, looking quite nervous.

Especially Ye Feng, he knew what kind of person was in the coffin, judging from the situation just now, it was really possible for this blood moon to break out of the coffin.

Once the coffin is broken, it will be an absolutely devastating disaster for the world, and then it will be another bloody storm.

It's just that I don't know how many years have passed since the wasteland era mentioned in Cang Xuan's mouth, Ye Feng estimates that even if it is tens of thousands of years, I am afraid it will be thousands of years.

Because he had never heard any legends about the Wasteland Age in history, and even for the first time.

Of course.

Throughout the ages, how many eras have ended, no one has said clearly, all say that China has a history of 5,000 years, but it has experienced more than 5,000 years, but the previous era is too far away, there is no record.

And just when the two of them were in shock, the black coffin in the distance shook again, different from before, this time the entire coffin was shaking violently, and then, it actually rose into the air.

The blood-red mist that had disappeared seeped out again, enveloping the coffin, which spun rapidly like a whirlpool.

Suddenly.

A golden rune gradually appeared on the lid of the coffin, and the runes were mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful, mysterious and ethereal.

When the golden rune appeared, the spinning coffin turned extremely slow, and even the blood-red mist seemed to be suppressed.

"What's that?"

Ye Feng looked at the golden runes that appeared on the coffin in surprise, his eyes revealed a trace of shock, he hadn't seen any runes in his dream before?

Suddenly.

Ye Feng seemed to realize something, and his heart was shocked, could it be that it was because of this golden rune that the blood moon would be suppressed?

With that in mind.

He couldn't help but be secretly frightened, it turned out that this was the case, he said, with the strength of the blood moon, how could a coffin suppress such a world-dominating figure, unless the coffin was a divine object.

But now it seems that the coffin is not a sacred object, and the reason why the blood moon was suppressed is because of the existence of the golden rune.

But Ye Feng was very curious, what exactly was the existence of this golden rune? Can even a blood moon be suppressed? And after so many years, its strength has not weakened at all, which is obviously a bit incredible.

Wow.

The golden rune may have realized that the person in the coffin was about to break free from its restraints, so it bloomed a golden light, and the brilliance was like a sky net, wrapping the coffin tightly, unable to move at all.

I have to say that this golden rune is really terrifying.

Even after thousands of years, it is still so powerful.

However.

Ye Feng was shocked to find that just as the golden runes bloomed with brilliance, there was a sudden burst of extreme roar from the coffin, like a giant beast from ancient times, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the golden runes were immediately shocked and twisted by this roar, as if they were going to disappear anytime and anywhere.

Roar! Roar! Roar.

The roar did not stop, one after another, and every time the coffin shook, the blood-red mist became even thicker, like an endless sea of blood boiling, very terrifying.

The whole cave is filled with evil, cold, and strange aura, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Ye Feng knew that although the golden rune was very powerful, after all, after so many years, it was still somewhat exhausted, and it was not as powerful as before.

As everyone knows.

The longer the seal, the weaker the power of the seal, and even the most powerful artifacts become fragile due to the passage of time.

You must know that Blood Moon is not a simple character, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the overlord of heaven and earth.

When he saw the black coffin in front of him, Ye Feng's mind would appear that arrogant and domineering figure.

Click.

A distorted sound came, and the golden runes began to tremble slightly, and even the released brilliance disappeared, and after a while, the golden runes finally couldn't withstand the terrifying power coming from the coffin, and completely collapsed.

With the disappearance of the golden runes, those thick blood-red mist shouted wildly like a victor, and in an instant, the coffin lid flew out directly, and suddenly, a flat and ancient voice sounded throughout the cave,

Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Feng's heart trembled, his voice was very flat, but he couldn't help but have a trace of fear, he grabbed Ye Yu and took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and looked over.

Sure enough, I found out.

A looming figure appeared in the blood-red mist, and even though it was only a figure, Ye Feng could still feel the terrifying aura emanating from his body.

When he was in the dream before, although Ye Feng could feel it, it was not so real, but this time it was felt face-to-face, which was definitely countless times more real than before.

It was only now that Ye Feng understood the other party's terribleness.

Even if it's just a back, it's enough to make him have no heart to resist, as if just one look can make him die countless times.

Ye Yu next to him had never seen the blood moon, so he didn't know who the figure in the blood mist was, but the aura on his body made Ye Yu have an instinctive sense of fear, as if she saw death from hell, which made her creepy.

"Ye ..... Ye Feng.... He! ”

Before Ye Yu's words were finished, Ye Feng shook his head and motioned for him not to speak yet.

"Final! In! Go out! Come! Finish! ”

Blood Moon's voice was very ancient, and it was as if time was passing, it was very slow, and every word came, and the surrounding air became solidified, which also made Ye Feng and them breathless.

When the last word fell, Ye Feng and Ye Yu's faces had become pale, without a trace of blood, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads couldn't stop falling.

Then.

The blood-red mist began to shrink.

No.

Not contraction, to be exact, but all of them were integrated into the figure's body.

Bang.

The coffin in mid-air fell to the earth, and there was no fog to cover it, and the figure of the blood moon appeared in front of Ye Feng and the others.

A head of white hair, judging from the back, seems to be very young, but twenty-four or five years old, wearing a black robe, and there is no breath coming out of his body, compared to the terrifying aura that he just revealed, he simply does not look like a person.

But Ye Feng knew that the person in front of him was the blood moon he saw in his dream.

He really didn't expect that he would one day see such a terrifying character born, which is even rarer than winning the first prize in the lottery.