There was silence in Wolong Mountain. The snow that started for no apparent reason also stopped for no apparent reason at this time. A slightly warm sunlight shone through the sparse bamboo leaves, casting shadows on the snow in the bamboo forest.
The ground was also sprinkled on the old woman's face. The pure white light reflected her old face so white... so pale.
"How...how could this happen...this is impossible..." The old woman's eyes were dull and frightened. Her dry and pale lips were trembling, and she kept repeating thoughts similar to impossibility.
The young man's face was still expressionless, or in other words, even if he still had emotions and thoughts at this time, it was impossible for him to have any more expressions on his face, because the hard and ferocious scales had spread across his neck and covered his face.
His chin, his cheeks... made his face, which was not handsome, but still pretty, look a little scary, a little stiff, and a little ferocious.
The young man seems to have lost consciousness, but he is still moving forward, heading in the direction of the old woman. It seems that for him, as long as the old woman is still breathing, he will continue to move forward and continue killing. This may be
His last obsession before losing consciousness.
The soft snow and the crunching sound of dead leaves being trampled finally made the old woman wake up from a dream. He looked at the figure of the young man walking slowly, with ferocious scales growing all over his body, and he could not suppress the feeling in his heart.
An overwhelming feeling of powerlessness.
"Scales...the key to his becoming stronger must be related to those black scales! But what kind of scales are they!"
As an old guy who has lived for nearly a thousand years, she has extensive knowledge. When Qin Feng's hands grew scales, she realized that Qin Feng seemed to have become stronger, but she was not shocked. Even though Qin Feng's whole body was covered with scales
He gained scales and became stronger, even catching half of her iron rod, but she wasn't shocked.
Because she knows that the world is so big and filled with wonders, there are always some people who, due to the particularity of martial souls and bloodlines, will show some appearance that is different from ordinary people in battle, and as a result, their strength and defense capabilities will be greatly increased.
..So in her opinion, there is nothing to make a fuss about becoming stronger after growing scales.
However, she realized that Qin Feng had become stronger, but she never thought that Qin Feng could be so strong! He could even crush her, a semi-saint strong person, like a real strong person in the holy realm!
What makes her even more incomprehensible and frightened is that Qin Feng seems not to be afraid of the power of heaven and earth, nor the power of rules. Because the power of rules of heaven and earth contained in her previous attacks, as long as it comes into contact with Qin Feng's scales,
It will be cut into pieces like cloth touching a sharp sword. It is as if those scales are inherently in conflict with the power of the laws of heaven and earth.
This was the reason why she couldn't freeze Qin Feng before.
Obviously, the power that allows a Xuanling Realm warrior to crush a Semi-Saint Realm warrior is definitely not an ordinary power. And scales that can withstand or even restrain the power of heaven and earth are even less likely to be ordinary scales.
"But what kind of scales are those? Fish scales? Snake scales? Beast scales? Dragon scales?" The old woman looked solemnly at the scales on Qin Feng's body that had obvious edges and corners and were extremely ferocious, and finally shook her head.
"In legend, the dragon has
Inverse scales make you angry when touched. But even if it is a dragon scale, there is only one inverse scale among millions of them, but the scales on his body are... How can such a monster exist in the world? How can there be such an inverse scale that exists all over the body?
Scale monster!"
"Could it be that..." In an instant, the old woman's heart suddenly tightened, and she suddenly thought of the few words she said in a conversation with her mentor, the saint, on the snow cliff in the far north hundreds of years ago.
...
"Master, what kind of existence is the most powerful in the world?"
The saint remained silent and pointed at a lonely snow-capped mountain peak standing like a sword in the distance.
"It is rumored that there is an extremely cold air between heaven and earth that can freeze everything, so you are talking about ice, snow and cold air?"
"The ice and snow will always melt. Even the extremely cold air will be restrained by the extremely hot air. So I am talking about the rocks under the ice and snow."
"Stone?"
"When the heaven and the earth first opened, there were solid rocks standing between the heaven and the earth. They were silent, never showed their breath, and were ignored by others, but pointed straight at the sky with sharp edges and never fell down for thousands of years." The saint once again.
Pointing to the sword-like peak, God
Se Weixiao said: "Just like that mountain, ten thousand years ago, when your master was still there, that mountain was there. Four thousand years ago, when I first entered the holy realm, that peak was still there.
There, I am old now, but that peak is still there."
"However, stones will also be weathered and cracked by freezing under extreme cold."
"Yes, tens of thousands of years of cold wind will indeed cause the solid stone to weather. However, tens of thousands of years of cold wind will make it more dangerous, and the corners that pierce the sky will become sharper. Even if the solid stone is weathered by the extreme cold between heaven and earth,
The air freeze cracks, but it can only make the cracked stones have more sharp edges and corners, but it can't make them bow their heads."
"But I can!" said the woman who has not yet become an old woman: "I can knock down the mountain and turn the rocks into powder."
"Even if it turns into powder or dust, it is still a smaller stone. Therefore, the stone is still a stone, and its essence cannot be changed. Therefore, they are the strongest existence, and they are not afraid of heaven and time.
An existence that never bows its head." The saint said here, and the look in his eyes suddenly became much more solemn, "But you have to remember that our ice and snow lineage are not stones, so at some point, we must learn to bow our heads."
The old woman was silent. She couldn't understand the saint's last words then, and she still can't understand them now.
However, when she saw the sharp-edged and ferocious scales on Qin Feng's body, growing in opposite directions as if standing upright, when she felt the sharp scales tearing apart the heaven and earth like a peak tearing through the mountain wind,
When the rules of heaven and earth were torn apart, I thought of that conversation for no reason, and thought of the strange and steep peaks on the vast land that had existed for countless thousands of years, but faced the sky with sharp edges.
There is a stone that stretches across the sky and the earth, tearing apart the mountain wind, and pointing straight at the sky with its edges and corners, with a hint of rebellion against the heavens, without any fear of the way of heaven. There are scales that go against the direction, tearing apart the breath of the heaven and earth with its edges and corners, and looking at the rules of the heaven and earth as if they were nothing, without any fear.
The way of heaven.
However, the stone is a stone and the scales are scales. They are so different, yet their special features are so the same.
"Lower your head?" The old woman looked at the scary and hateful young man, her expression full of unwillingness. Then she turned her head and looked at the young girl who was very close to her in the bamboo forest, with a very sinister look on her face.
Laughing: "Even if you are a stone that is not afraid of heaven, I don't believe that your heart can be as hard as a stone!"
In an instant, the sunlight in the bamboo forest suddenly dimmed, and a few pieces of residual snow hanging on the green bamboo branches suddenly fell. An invisible force of heaven and earth stretched out from the old woman's hand like invisible threads, falling.
On the girl who is meditating in the distance.
Qin Feng seemed completely unaware and still silently approached the old woman slowly.
"Aren't you and her lovers?" The old woman sneered, "Qin Feng, listen carefully, I don't blame you for being a monster or a human being! As long as you don't stop, she will definitely be better than me.
Die first!"
Qin Feng remained unmoved, seeming to have lost all consciousness and all emotions, and just walked forward in cold silence.
The old woman's eyes were filled with determination, and she stopped talking. However, every time Qin Feng took a step forward, she stretched out her empty hand and slowly closed it in.
And as she closed her palms, the invisible force of heaven and earth also suddenly closed in, and an invisible pressure pressed on the girl from all directions from the outside to the inside. The girl's face suddenly became much pale, and she felt
The loose and soft black fur coat, under the constraints of that pressure, clung tightly to the girl's body, highlighting the girl's already graceful figure even more gracefully.
However, at this time, she didn't care about the girl's figure, and the old woman was in no mood and had no time to care. Qin Feng didn't take a step forward, and she became even more nervous, because she was already a little unsure about what her move was.
If it doesn't really work, Qin Feng has completely turned into a monster and completely lost his mind.
In the silent silence, the old woman's grasping palms tightened tighter and tighter, and the pressure on Lin Xue's body became closer and closer. The black fur on her body could not withstand the tight force.
There began to be slight tears, and the blood flowing from some small wounds on her arm could not continue to flow, but was pressed tightly against her snow-white skin.
Lin Xue's face became paler, but a hint of determination slowly appeared in her expression. She seemed to want to say something else, but under that kind of pressure, she couldn't even open her mouth to breathe, and could only close her mouth and nose.
He let out a soft hum, and an inexplicable force quietly vibrated in his chest and abdomen...
The hum was very weak, as small as the light leaves falling on the snow in the forest. But it sounded like thunder in Qin Feng's ears, causing his progress to suddenly stop. He stood quietly
On the snow, following the source of the voice and the breath that was very familiar to him, he stared blankly. A touch of pain, a touch of struggle, and a touch of tenderness that shouldn't exist gradually appeared in the depths of his eyes.
When the old woman saw Qin Feng stop, she couldn't help laughing. The laughter seemed extremely sad and wild.
"Very good! It seems that your heart is still not as hard as stone." The old woman pointed at the girl not far behind her and said: "Now I will give you another choice, you die or she dies!"
Qin Feng remained silent. At this moment, it was extremely rare for him to regain some clarity. However, at certain times, being sober is not cruel. He didn't want to see the girl die, nor did he want to see other people die, so
He forced himself to enter a state of complete dragon transformation, but what he faced after waking up was still the damn choice...
The old woman's smile became brighter. She raised her head slightly and looked at the beam of skylight reflected in the forest, as if she saw the dawn... That was the dawn of victory!
But at this moment, a bloody knife suddenly appeared in the bamboo forest! That knife was extremely powerful, as if it could cut off all cause and effect!
But that sword did not strike at Qin Feng, nor at Lin Xue. Instead, it struck at the void, shattering the sunlight, cutting off the invisible lines between heaven and earth, and then struck at the old woman, killing the old woman.
The dawn of victory in people's eyes, cut into pieces...