Lingji, Mo Zimo and Qinghong were all frightened by Zhang Fan's shout, and hurriedly set out a defensive formation, carefully looking at the surrounding situation, but after looking at it for a long time, they didn't find anything abnormal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

turned around and stared at Zhang Fan angrily, only to find that he was looking at the crystal coffin with a serious face.

"What are you calling blindly, scaring us!" Lingji glared at Zhang Fan and pouted, "Did you find something?"

Zhang Fan knocked on the crystal coffin, paused, and turned his head to look at Lingji: "We've seen it before!"

Ling Ji was stunned, and said in her heart that a dead man was still a master who failed in the Tribulation Period, where had he seen it? Could it be that he used to be from the Freedom Sect? It can't be from the Nebula Sect, right?

"Don't remember?" Zhang Fan was a little excited.

Ling Ji shook her head, she really didn't think about it, could it be that she knew Zhang Fan in the Weishan Sect when she lost her memory? If so, she really didn't know her.

"In Dream City!" Zhang Fan prompted.

"Dream Snatcher City?" Ling Ji frowned, her brain spun rapidly, Dream Snatching City, the only powerful people she saw were Wen Pengcheng and Wen Yifang, they all knew each other, if it was the powerful point, it was the twelve guards, and the first one was called Zhong Hu.

"En!" Zhang Fan nodded affirmatively.

Qinghong and Mo Zimo were on the side, looking at them quietly, showing expectant eyes, and they also wanted to know who Zhang Fan was talking about.

"I don't know!" Lingji still didn't remember, a helpless expression.

"Oh, Yuan Yifu's father, Yuan Xin!" Zhang Fan pursed his lips and reminded again.

"Yuan Xin?" Ling Ji's eyes widened, looking at Zhang Fan a little incredulously, isn't Yuan Xin the person who followed Zhang Fan behind him, how could he be here?" "How is it possible? He is not dead......

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and shook his head helplessly: "I'm talking about the coffin that holds Yuan Xin, which is also a crystal coffin, exactly the same as this one!"

Ling Ji reacted at this time, co-authoring Zhang Fan was not talking about the dead man, but about the crystal coffin! She was also quite speechless, just say it directly when she said the crystal coffin, and I had seen him before, uh, it doesn't seem to be anything wrong!

Looking down and taking a closer look, this style is really exactly the same, and even the material feels like it was created by the same person!

"Could it be that this is the one from Dream Snatcher City?" Ling Ji looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, feeling that it was too incredible, he had just returned from Dream Snatcher City for less than a month, how could it be?

Zhang Fan lowered his head and pondered, but he didn't think that this was the one in Dream Snatching City, but he just felt that these two crystal coffins were too similar, even if they were not the same, they must be built by one person.

"It shouldn't be, not to mention that Dream Snatching City is heavily guarded, even if it is, how can the old man inside just died, although the crystal coffin can preserve the corpse well, but look closely, this corpse has been here for a long time, at least once a year, the last time we saw that less than a month!" Zhang Fan pointed to the old man in the coffin and analyzed carefully.

"Well, it seems that these two crystal coffins are from the same person, so this old man must have some connection with Yuan Xin, at least he knows who Yuan Xin is!" Ling Ji nodded, agreeing with Zhang Fan's statement, and then said some of her opinions.

"What's the use of knowing, he's dead!" Qinghong pouted, "Let's see if there's any treasure!"

"Well, that's what we're here for!" Lingji motioned for everyone to step back, and injected a stream of spiritual power into the crystal coffin.

But the spiritual power seemed to be absorbed by the crystal, and there was no reaction at all.

"Well, what's going on?" Lingji frowned and tried again, but the crystal coffin still didn't move.

"Could it be that you need a key to open it?" Mo Zimo also tried, and the crystal coffin was like the stone at the door, and the spiritual power was not effective against it at all.

Zhang Fan was quite helpless, if he had known that he would encounter the crystal coffin here, he would have asked Wen Pengcheng how to open the coffin when he was in Dream City, but now it is okay, Ling Ji is helpless, and he is even more powerless.

"Why don't we use spiritual power and try to lift the lid together?" Qinghong suggested, "I don't know how to open it left and right, what if it can be opened like this?"

"Well, it's okay, everyone must be careful, this crystal coffin is very special!" Lingji nodded, and instructed while beckoning people to stand in their respective positions.

The four of them stood on either side of the crystal coffin, Zhang Fan and Qinghong on one side, and Lingji and Mo Zimo on the other.

"Three"

"Two"

"One"

The four of them worked together, and the crystal coffin shook slowly, but it quickly returned to its original state.

"Well, it seems to work, but we don't have enough strength, if only there was one person!" Lingji looked serious, thinking about how to open the crystal coffin.

At this time, the old man in the crystal coffin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the four people around him strangely. With a thought, his whole body floated outside.

It's just that the old man is a soul, and his body is still in the coffin, so Zhang Fan and the four of them didn't pay attention at all, and they all lowered their heads and thought of a way.

The old man thought it was interesting, stood aside and looked at the four teenagers, and when he saw Zhang Fan, he was clever in his heart, and unconsciously took a good step back, almost falling off the platform.

The old man waved his right hand, his body was still in the air, and after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible, he was obviously dead, the young man in front of him was just a little ghost at the top of Judan, it couldn't be him, but he looked like this, could it be his son?

The old man sighed, feeling infinitely guilty in his heart, when was the time to retribution, that's it, that's it.

"Why don't you try the mechanism under the coffin?" the old man sighed, walked behind Zhang Fan, and said softly.

"Oh yes, this kind of coffin generally has a mechanism, so look for where!" Zhang Fan was excited when he heard this proposal, and after speaking, he quickly squatted down to find the location of the mechanism, and the others did not react.

No, Zhang Fan looked down and saw the mechanism, and when he just wanted to open it, he suddenly found that something was wrong, and the people who came with him were all girls, how could it be a man's voice just now, and he was still an old man.

Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head, waved his hand to signal Qinghong not far away, and slowly turned around, and suddenly saw an old man standing not far behind him, a backflip, turned out dozens of meters, and shouted:

"Who are you?"

Qinghong also saw the old man at this time, and also jumped back, and then Ling Ji and Mo Zimo also stood up and looked at the old man in surprise.

"Heh, when you came to the old man's territory, you asked who the old man was first?" The old man smiled, not angry, but walked to the crystal coffin, looked at his own body inside, and sighed.

"You, are you the master here?" Zhang Fan looked at the old man carefully, it was really the person lying in the coffin, but why was he outside, could it be that he was cheating the corpse?