The Dragon from Hell

"Oh my god, it hurts!"

When Qin Feng was shocked, Old Huang pounded his waist, like a really old man.

However, his action seemed normal before, but now he has a knotted body, which looks out of place.

Regardless of how shocked Qin Feng was, Old Huang glanced at him unhappily: "It's all your fault, kid. You're still alive and well, but you have to climb to the top. Originally, I could hide for another ten or eight years... Now, this thunder has to be taken care of."

Qin Feng didn't care about Old Huang's complaints. He said with difficulty: "Senior, what are you doing..."

But before he finished his question, Old Huang glared at him impatiently: "Come on, come on, you're having trouble breathing now, don't ask so many questions."

"If you still want to get up alive, then follow me closely. If you die half a step slower, don't blame me for not paving the way for you young people."

After speaking, Old Huang looked up at the sky and stopped talking.

Qin Feng slowly looked up following his movements and was stunned.

At this moment, the sky was still overcast and covered with thunderclouds, but what was different from before was that Qin Feng could faintly see golden light rolling between the rolling thunderclouds.

And the momentum of the thunder was completely different from before.

As the golden light flashed, the anger became stronger.

Qin Feng understood that the thunder was no longer coming for him.

"Let's go."

Old Huang's voice sounded, less frivolous than before, but more carefree and playful: "Today, I will accompany you to see how scary this so-called heavenly tribulation is."

The relaxed tone, without any lofty words, made Qin Feng's will sober up instantly.

There was still tearing pain in his body, but seeing Old Huang hunched over and took a step, Qin Feng followed without hesitation.

- Boom!

A thunder roared, and a white thunder fell from the sky, which was even thicker than the dozen thunders Qin Feng had resisted before.

The thunder seemed to split the whole sky in two. If it fell on a person, not to mention being crushed to pieces, I'm afraid there wouldn't be even a bone left!

Old Huang's eyes turned cold, and then he stretched out his right hand and shouted angrily: "Come!"

In an instant, Qin Feng felt his eyes blurred, and a golden light like lightning rushed towards Old Huang from an unknown place.

The golden light flashed, and Old Huang grasped it casually, and then he fixed his eyes, and it was a long sword emitting red-gold light all over the body!

Qin Feng only took a glance and saw that this sword was definitely not an ordinary thing. He hadn't seen Old Huang carrying it before.

Could it be... that this sword was originally left on the Sword Test Mountain?

This was not the first time that Old Huang went to the Sword Test Mountain!

"Boy, watch carefully, this is how to use a sword."

After Old Huang finished speaking, he swung his golden sword - he raised his sword to ask the sky!

The sword energy was like a wave, the sky thunder went down, and the sword energy went up!

The golden sword light went to meet the sky thunder, and it actually split the thunder that split the sky into two halves from bottom to top!

The thunder fell at the feet of the two of them, smashing the ground abruptly, and the flames spread instantly, but they could not get close to them, but started from the two of them and went up, forming a flame road leading directly to the top of the mountain!

"Okay, okay, the God of Fire is leading the way, good luck! Hahaha!"

Old Huang laughed wildly, and then resolutely took the next step: "Stinky boy, follow closely!"

Qin Feng did not dare to delay, and followed Old Huang one step.

His eyes followed Old Huang's back closely, observing his every move, without moving a bit.

The old man had long since lost his heavy aura, and his aura was majestic. His spiritual power was like the tide of the East China Sea, surging in his body and splashing waves.

After coming to this world, Qin Feng had never experienced such a strong and majestic spiritual power.

Qin Feng could see that the power of the old man was changing, and the golden light emanating from him was becoming more and more dazzling, just like when he first saw Jiao Xia.

But Jiao Xia was a born goddess, and she herself was the creation of the ancient gods.

And Lao Huang in front of him was just a mortal body when he first saw him.

After throwing away his disguise, Qin Feng could still feel his flesh and blood surging, but the power in his body no longer belonged to mortals...

"Stinky boy, watch carefully, who said that mortals can't have divine power?"

As if he could guess what Qin Feng was thinking, Lao Huang suddenly spoke without looking back at him.

The thunder did not fall immediately after their step.

But in the thundercloud, there was more than one thunder rolling!

Hearing what Lao Huang said, Qin Feng's pupils moved: "Yes, you and I are both mortals..."

He is a mortal, and so is Lao Huang.Since it is a power cultivated by mortals, it must belong to mortals.

Who said that mortals cannot possess divine power!

"Stinky boy, I'll say it again, follow me closely."

Old Huang said again, and Qin Feng knew why he said this specifically, because the thunder that was going to fall this time was completely different from the previous ones, and both the number and the power were likely to surpass each time before.

The God of Fire led the way, and every step they took next would be a hundred times more difficult than before!

"It's coming..."

-Boom! !

The shocking thunder fell, illuminating the entire East China Sea.

Above the East China Sea, the boat where Mo Wenyuan and the girl were still parked in the previous position.

The wind and waves were getting stronger and stronger, and the roaring sea tide was hitting the hull, as if it was going to pull them into the endless abyss of the East China Sea at any time.

Mo Wenyuan increased the strength in his hands, and the frost condensed, stabilizing the hull again.

His vicissitudes eyes were filled with surprise and excitement at this moment, and he subconsciously looked at the girl: "Who made the move?"

The girl had stopped dancing, because the Sword Test Mountain no longer needed her barrier to protect it.

The Sword Test Mountain formed a strong aura from the inside out, not to mention the sea water, now even a fly can't fly in.

Of course, the people inside can't get out.

However, after the girl's dance, her originally young and beautiful face suddenly changed.

Her skin, which was as delicate as a blow, became vicissitudes and rough, with wrinkles representing the years all over her face, and even her upright posture was a little hunched.

It was the old man that Qin Feng met under the moon that day!

Perhaps the only thing that remained unchanged was her pair of dark and clear eyes, still staring calmly at the top of the Sword Test Mountain shining with lightning.

She smiled slightly, and although she was already very old, her peaceful smile still reminded people of the dancing figure under the thunder and lightning just now.

"Yes, that person has been hiding for nearly a thousand years, and now he is finally facing the calamity."

Mo Wenyuan was silent for a long time, his eyes fixed on the top of the mountain: "Well, today you and I can also witness the birth of a new god..."