The second eye is slightly larger than the first.
The vertical pupils have a dark gold background, and the red mass in the center of the pupils swirls faster.
The two eyes were in tandem, staring at Lin Feng in the darkness of Rift without making any unnecessary movements.
But Lin Feng's hair stood on end.
Not afraid.
It's the body's instinctive warning.
His hand holding the gun tightened for half a minute, and the gravel under his feet was shattered by the blood.
Duan Hongyuan fell behind and did not come forward.
The brightness of Martial Emperor's golden Gale Qi body protection was raised to the highest level, pushing away the blood mist within a ten-meter radius.
"Don't move."
Duan Hongyuan's voice came from behind.
Lin Feng noticed something.
Duan Hongyuan's tone changed.
When I talked to him in the communication before, my tone was always loose and a bit casual.
When I criticized Bai Yong on VIP Stand, I also held a tea cup and took my time.
Now there is something hidden in these two words.
This is the first time Duan Hongyuan has spoken to him in this tone.
"That's not Exotic Beast." Duan Hongyuan took two steps forward, "That's Dragon Vein Remnant."
Lin Feng turned around.
"What do you mean?"
"In the ground of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there is a dragon, which is not a living creature. It is not known exactly when it was a product, but one thing is certain."
"Dragon Vein grows together with the earth, its roots are rooted deep in the earth's crust. It cannot be pulled out, and it cannot be killed."
Duan Hongyuan's voice was very low.
"This Dragon Suppressing Platform was built by the ancients to suppress it. Eight Altars supplies blood to maintain the suppression. If you destroy the Kun Position, it is equivalent to breaking one of the chains."
Lin Feng glanced at Duan Hongyuan.
"You already knew?"
"I know roughly. Core Zone's information is of the highest level, and I have only seen an old file." Duan Hongyuan paused, "That file said that once the thing below Dragon Suppressing Platform wakes up, the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains will collapse."
Rift under the stone platform shook again.
The two vertical pupils blinked at the same time.
"Buzz!"
A low-frequency vibration came from Rift, passed through the ground, and rushed directly into his bone marrow.
Lin Feng's mind buzzed.
His Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts is running uncontrollably.
Golden Vertical Pupil automatically lit up, and its mental energy was pulled in the direction of Rift by an external force.
Lin Feng's consciousness seemed to be dragged into a tunnel.
"Back off!" Duan Hongyuan shouted from behind.
It's too late.
In Lin Feng's field of vision, everything disappeared.
In its place is a wasteland.
The earth is bare, there is no sun or moon in the sky, there is only a dark red light hanging in the middle.
Nine Stone Platforms.
Not one.
Nine seats.
Arranged in a huge circle, the shape of each stone platform is almost exactly the same as the Dragon Suppressing Platform in front of you.
Black stone foundation, dragon-shaped Array Pattern, more than ten meters high.
The ground beneath each stone platform was cracked.
There is a black dragon body squirming in the eight slits.
The ninth slit is empty.
Lin Feng saw clearly the ground next to the first stone platform, and there was a word carved on it.
dry.
The following are: Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui.
The next moment, his mental power was bounced back.
"Bang!"
Lin Feng's body shook violently, he took two steps back, and then the butt of his gun hit the ground to steady himself.
There was a sharp tinnitus in my ears.
My head hurt as if it had been split in the middle.
Duan Hongyuan rushed forward and put his palm on Lin Feng's shoulder, pouring a warm Martial Emperor energy and blood into it, suppressing the surging mental power.
"What's going on?"
Lin Feng Slowed down for a few seconds. After the tinnitus subsided, the picture still remained in my mind.
"Nine seats." He spit out two words.
Duan Hongyuan's hand stopped on his shoulder without moving.
"What?"
"Dragon Suppressing Platform There is more than one." Lin Feng rubbed his temples. "I just saw nine seats, arranged in a circle. There are things under the eight seats, but the ninth one is empty."
Duan Hongyuan's face changed.
This is the first time Lin Feng has seen this expression on Duan Hongyuan's face.
It's an incredible level of vigilance.
"Are you attracted by it?"
"It took the initiative to pull me."
Duan Hongyuan let go of his hand and took a step back.
He looked at the two vertical pupils deep in Rift and was silent for five seconds.
These five seconds are a long time.
Lin Feng has never seen Duan Hongyuan silent for so long.
"I've been fighting Exotic Beast for thirty years," Duan Hongyuan said, "Secret Realm has been blasted in no less than fifty places."
"What you are talking about is the first time I have heard of it."
Lin Feng didn't answer the call.
His attention is entirely on his feet.
Because something was sending signals to his brain.
The dragon in Rift is taking the initiative.
A vague idea, intermittent, but certain words are particularly clear.
"Key... key."
Lin Feng frowned.
"You... are the key."
Duan Hongyuan didn't hear it.
All he saw was that Lin Feng suddenly stopped moving and his hand holding the gun tightened.
"What's wrong?"
"It's talking to me."
Duan Hongyuan took half a step forward and then took it back.
"What did you say?"
"Call me the key."
Duan Hongyuan's breathing stopped for a beat.
The two vertical pupils in Rift shrank.
The pulse of Black Dragon Body that was exposed on the ground accelerated, a few scales on the surface were raised, and dark red liquid underneath seeped out along the gaps.
Array Pattern on the stone platform then lit up in a circle.
The suppression is still operating. But the light is darker than before.
Duan Hongyuan stared at the stone platform, opened the five fingers of his right hand, and a golden ball of Gale Qi condensed in the palm of his hand.
"Step back thirty meters from the stone platform."
"Wait a minute." Lin Feng didn't move.
"Lin Feng." Duan Hongyuan called his full name this time. "I told you to stay back."
"It's still spreading."
Duan Hongyuan's hand stopped in mid-air.
Lin Feng Close your eyes.
The idea came again.
A little clearer than before.
Just a little bit.
Like a dying person using his last strength to squeeze out a few syllables.
"Eighth Platform..."
Stopped.
Lin Feng is waiting.
The pulse sound in Rift slowed down.
The two vertical pupils began to sink.
It's shrinking.
Before disappearing completely, the last thought rushed into Lin Feng's mind.
Extremely clear.
"Eighth Platform, broken."
Then, the two vertical pupils closed.
Rift restored darkness.
Array Pattern on the stone platform is still spinning, but the dragon body no longer beats.
Lin Feng Open your eyes.
Duan Hongyuan stared at him.
"What did it say?"
Lin Feng took a deep breath, looked at the stone platform, and then at Duan Hongyuan.
"It says Eighth Platform is broken."
Duan Hongyuan's golden Gale Qi ball dissipated from the palm of his hand.
The whole person stood there without saying a word.
Behind him, Nether Earth Dragon was still lying on the ground.
The dragon's head is pressed against the rock formation.
The hundred-meter-long dragon body was motionless, and not even the tip of its tail trembled.
The blood mist around the stone platform gathered again.
Duan Hongyuan took a step in the direction of Lin Feng.
"Let's go."
"Where to go?"
"Get out."