"Taixu Ancient Dragon?" Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the dragon's head protruding from the crack in the distant sky. His body stiffened for no reason, and his whole body was as motionless as dead grass on the earth. The first thing in his heart was
Time thought of the Taixu Ancient Dragon that I had seen on the first page of the Secret Code of Time and Space.
The appearance of the dragons seems to be similar to the human race. But for some reason, Qin Feng confirmed that the huge golden dragon appearing in the sky was the Taixu Ancient Dragon.
It is a kind of mysterious intuition that makes no sense but also has a hidden truth in it.
The Taixu Ancient Dragon is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan. According to rumors, it is extremely powerful and terrifying. Even the strongest martial saint can never block the Taixu Ancient Dragon's random attack.
Qin Feng naturally cannot be the opponent of Taixu Ancient Dragon. Whether he was in his heyday or in the mysterious world of Zi Zhong at this moment, he would not have such a possibility.
In the same way, the powerful Ghost Worker Martial Saint cannot be compared with the Taixu Ancient Dragon. Of course, he cannot use his pen to outline the appearance of a complete Taixu Ancient Dragon in the world of his own words.
Therefore, although the Taixu ancient dragon looks powerful at this time, if you carefully sense the aura on it, you will find that it is not actually that powerful.
At least it is far from as real and powerful as what Qin Feng saw in the first page of the Secret Code of Time and Space. After all, Taixu Ancient Dragon at this time is just a ghostly martial arts saint. He concentrates his mind and thoughts with all his strength.
Outlined imitation.
But despite this, it is still shocking enough.
Qin Feng stood on the ground full of withered grass, staring deeply at the giant dragon in the sky. The giant dragon nodded slightly, and seemed to be looking at Qin Feng, but for some reason, there was a touch of kindness in the golden dragon eyes.
The look of pity was like that of a loving old man looking at an ignorant child.
Qin Feng knew that the giant dragon was not really looking at him, because the picture in front of him was just a picture drawn by the ghostly martial arts saint ten thousand years ago with his supreme spiritual thoughts. Therefore, it was impossible for the giant dragon to sense him.
existence, it is impossible to actually see him.
What the giant dragon is looking at should be the ground under Qin Feng's feet, a land full of withered grass, a scorched earth without any life...
Suddenly, a huge drop of golden blood tears slowly fell from the dragon's eyes, falling downward from the nine-sky sky. The drop of blood tears met the weathered clouds, and the clouds gathered and drizzle fell.
Golden raindrops fluttered, and the whole world was gradually bathed in golden light. Qin Feng allowed the golden raindrops to pass through his body and sprinkle on the dry soil, and in the cracks of withered grass and rocks.
A touch of greenery slowly burst out at his feet, a green bud...
"Dragon saves the world?" Qin Feng muttered to himself. He didn't have time to think too much, and he didn't have time to see too much. All the pictures had disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a second word appeared in his sea of consciousness. It was still an extremely strange word that he could not identify. And the surrounding scene also changed suddenly, from the warm golden rain full of business to
, amidst the resurrected greenery of the earth, we came to the extremely deep underground depths.
The blazing magma flows slowly in the underground river. White rocks rise and fall with the waves of magma. An inconspicuous white rock is slapped on the shore by the waves of magma. The oval rock has almost no edges and corners.
It kept rolling forward and gently hit the red hard stone deep underground, making a soft thud.
An incredible scene happened at this moment. The oval white rock was divided into several pieces as if it had been broken into pieces.
No, that's not a crack, because in the seemingly cracked part, there is a tight and thick line of fire that connects each rock, gradually turning into limbs and a head. In just the blink of an eye, an originally inconspicuous piece of rock is transformed.
The white rock turned into a cute little bear with white flames all over his body.
"This is the legendary red and white flame bear clan?" Qin Feng couldn't help but think of those extremely ancient legends.
In those legends, the red and white flame bears can breathe fire and are interdependent with the earth's veins and magma. The coexistence of the two can ensure the ground temperature, so that the underground fire will never go out, and at the same time, it can also ensure the underground magma.
Always in a balanced and controllable state.
Only when the earth's fire is not extinguished can the earth maintain its temperature, and all living things that rely on the earth can survive. The controllable balance of underground magma means that the magma will not break through the surface like a roaring wave, thus causing the vast
The continent turned into a sea of fire.
Due to these reasons, although the Red White Flame Bear clan is rarely born, it is highly respected and has a very high status on the mainland. Powerful men of all races living in ancient times have an express rule that they are not allowed to hunt the Red White Flame Bear.
A strong person in the holy realm must never violate it!
However, just as Qin Feng was thinking about it, that terrifying bloody knife appeared again, tearing apart everything in front of Qin Feng's eyes.
Qin Feng knew that there was a world in the words, and the pictures presented in the world in the words were some things that the ghosts and martial arts sages deliberately recorded with their spiritual thoughts. But that bloody sword light was not part of the world in the words, nor was it a part of the world in the words.
Of course, it is not the picture that the Ghost Works Martial Saint wants to present, but it is blocked!
The words that can be engraved on the skin of a holy animal are naturally extremely important words. And the pictures or things that happen in the world in the words are naturally extremely important things!
Obviously, these extremely important things, the Ghost Gongwu Sheng did not want ordinary people to know, so he set a standard for calligraphy readers.
That standard is to block all the attacks of the Blood Knife. To be more precise, it is to block all the mental attacks of the Ghost Worker Martial Saint!
In other words, if you want to know the secrets of the world in the words, you must be a strong man in the Martial Saint Realm, and you must be at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm and almost step into the divine realm!
Qin Feng did not hesitate. He dipped the pen tip lightly into the ink and raised the pen again to move the words. The pen tip would point or pick, pull or hook, hide the edge without revealing it, or sway like splashing ink.
Shui Qianyue and Qing Lao were stunned to see such a scene. The words on the animal skin paper could be said to be frightening just by mentioning a single word, and seriously injured by looking at just one word.
But Qin Feng was able to splash ink freely. Not only did he not feel any strange, but he became more focused, as if he was integrating himself into the words?
Shui Qianyue couldn't understand what was going on. When she saw Qin Feng writing two words on the paper, she couldn't help but wanted to scream. But she didn't scream. Instead, she held her hands tightly
He covered his mouth, not daring to make a single sound, as if he wanted to make his heart stop beating.
Qin Feng was too focused at this time. She was afraid that her voice would disturb Qin Feng, even the tiniest heartbeat. But despite this, she did not want to be a little further away from Qin Feng, nor did she want to let herself
His eyes were half an inch away from the young man.
However, soon another doubt arose in her mind, because she discovered that although Qin Feng was writing attentively and his technique was strong and powerful, for some reason, the words Qin Feng wrote were only half a word...
No matter how shocked and confused Shui Qianyue was. In that word world, swords and swords had been fighting for a long time. Finally, at a certain moment, the swords all disappeared like soap bubbles in the wind. In the extremely deep underground world,
Changes occurred again.
Tens of thousands of red and white flame bears are neatly arranged on the bank of rolling lava. Behind them, tall temples and white bear statues stand majestically.
The adult red and white flame bears have majestic and solemn expressions, and white fireworks are burning on their tall bodies. Even those naive little bears have no intention of playing at this moment, and there is a sense of solemnity in the blazing air.
On the other side of the rolling magma torrent, stood quietly a beautiful figure bathed in flames. It was a very small, yet extremely tall woman.
Yes, in terms of body size alone, compared to those adult red and white flame bears that are more than ten meters tall, and compared to the entire tens of thousands of red and white flame bears, she is indeed small.
However, she is indeed very tall, because every time the woman takes a step forward, the momentum of the entire red and white flame bear group becomes weaker. Qin Feng even feels that this woman is not even as scary as the real Taixu Ancient Dragon