Chapter 856 The inheritance in the ribs

As the ribs separated from the skeleton's torso, Lin Feng quickly put the somewhat incomplete bones into the Najie, leaving only the three ribs alone.

However, his attention just shifted to these three ribs.

He noticed that the ribs of this saint of creation had no rough feeling like normal bones.

Instead, it has an extremely smooth and warm texture.

It almost made him mistakenly believe that the thing in his hand was the most perfect jade in the world.

But thinking of that day's fighting skills, Lin Feng's attention immediately came to his attention from the special feeling of the ribs in his hand.

Then the soul perception spread out from the center of the eyebrows and attached to these three ribs, trying to read the contents inside.

"Oh!"

However, his soul sensed that as soon as he touched the rib, he was quickly bounced back by an invisible force.

"It seems that the Saint of Creation specially created a seal on this bone!"

Realizing that his soul's perception was immediately rebounded, Lin Feng gently rubbed his chin with one hand and said thoughtfully.

It even emitted a faint light, resisting the high temperature of the strange fire.

Lin Feng was not surprised by this situation.

But as long as you look carefully, you can find it.

At the same time, the jade white color on the ribs was slowly fading at this moment.

After all, according to the previous volume of ninth-grade prescriptions, the Golden Spirit Tempering Body Saliva is also golden.

After all, if the seal set by a strong fighting saint could be broken so easily, it would be too childish.

And the original version of that thing was used by the Saint of Creation to preserve his own inheritance.

Then Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath of the slightly dry air and stretched out his palm with a firm expression.

For a moment, there was no other sound in the room except for the occasional popping sound when the flame was burning.

And this kind of calcination lasted for nearly three hours, and the three Dou Sheng ribs were gradually roasted by the terrifying black fire.

"Zizi!"

In less than a moment, there was no trace of the previous ribs in the dark flames.

Looking at the golden liquid in front of him, Lin Feng gently rubbed his chin with his palm and murmured in a low voice.

As soon as the ribs entered the alien fire, the surrounding black flames burned the three foreign objects crazily.

Then Lin Feng waved his hand and threw three white jade-like ribs into the large black flames.

Instead, it was a thick dark gold color!

The air in the training room became dry in an instant.

In those three ribs of golden light, a strange fluctuation is quietly spreading.

Not long after, Lin Feng noticed that the three golden ribs in front of him were melting faster and faster.

However, the seemingly fragile ribs did not move at all under the heat of the strange fire, and even the color did not change at all.

Some are just a pool of strange dark golden liquid!

And after the strange liquid appeared, it flowed rapidly within the flames, as if it had its own intelligence, constantly exploring everywhere, looking for a way out.

"Isn't this thing the original version of the Golden Spirit Tempered Body Saliva?"

Therefore, Lin Feng continued to maintain a calm state of mind, closed his eyes, and controlled the strange fire to continuously roast the three ribs.

Then he held his palm, and black flames curled up from his palm, exuding a terrifying temperature.

Then he reached into the flame and put his entire palm directly into the pool of dark golden liquid.

"Zizi!"

However, as soon as Lin Feng's palm entered it, the golden liquid suddenly boiled.

The pool of golden saliva suddenly began to squirm violently, and then wrapped tightly around Lin Feng's palm.

In that instant, the golden liquid enveloped his entire palm.

"hiss!"

And when his entire right palm was wrapped, an indescribable sharp pain suddenly shot through his palm.

The intense pain instantly caused Lin Feng's face to become extremely distorted.

And wrapped in the dark golden liquid, the palm of his right hand began to squirm strangely.

"Creak. Crack."

Immediately afterwards, the golden liquid suddenly collapsed inward without any warning, squeezing his bones and making a creaking sound.

"Wo Cao, what's going on? If this continues, my palms will become useless!"

Feeling the squeezing feeling that made him unable to resist, Lin Feng suddenly panicked.

After all, if he continues like this, his palms will be crushed by these ghosts.

However, as soon as the former had this terrible thought, the severe pain in his hand suddenly stopped.

Then the dark golden liquid soaked into the skin of his palm like a tide and disappeared quickly.

However, before Lin Feng could recover from this strange scene, his head suddenly shook at this moment.

Immediately, a dark golden light suddenly appeared in the dark eyes.

"boom!"

And when a roaring explosion sounded deep in Lin Feng's mind, his soul also felt a violent shock at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, his vision and thinking quickly became blurred.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he was in a strange space.

Lin Feng looked around and saw that the space was not wide.

However, perhaps because it was too empty, it seemed lifeless.

But soon, as if he sensed something, the former suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere in the void space.

There, a figure stood with hands behind his back.

When Lin Feng looked around, he found that this figure was extremely ordinary, and he could hardly detect any aura or fighting spirit coming from his body.

He looked like the most ordinary, ordinary person.

However, facing this situation, Lin Feng did not dare to underestimate the former.

After all, as long as he has a normal mind, he can guess that this figure, except for the Saint of Creation, cannot be any other third party.

"This space seems to be the inheritance left in the ribs, a hidden memory space. As for this figure, it is not the real saint of creation, but a fragment of his soul."

Looking at that figure, Lin Feng thought thoughtfully.

And that figure was just as Lin Feng expected.

Shortly after he entered this space, it started running like a program with various parameters set in advance.

Immediately afterwards, a voice as plain as water slowly sounded in the space.