Chapter Two Hundred and Six, The Dragon
Just a simple sentence of "Okay, I'll give it to you" Hu Zhongxian was speechless, as if he really got what he needed.
It was also at this moment that Qin Mo stepped out of the foot that was stuck in mid-air, and before that, everyone thought that he had repented, after all, when facing death, many people would have this kind of hesitation.
Therefore, for the human race, Qin Mo's hesitation is not a shameful thing, but for Gu Li Soul and Brahma, it is different.
Especially Brahma, who made such an oath, the 100,000 Green Bull Demon Elite cut himself, if he couldn't finish Qin Mo with his own hands, he would be embarrassed to return to the clan, and he was even more sorry for these dead comrades.
Fortunately, all the qiē were walking according to the predetermined trajectory, Qin Mo took that step, and it was also the last safe distance, Brahma's excited hands were trembling, and the axe in his hand was already red, that was because it carried his will, because of the fury of the will, so the axe turned red.
Brahma is the power of the peak of the Five Qi Dynasty, but he is several times more powerful than the peak of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan of the human race, even Ouyang Moxuan, a powerhouse of the same level, does not dare to fight Brahma head-on.
At this moment, the hearts of all the races were pounding, and although they knew that the next result would be terrible, they still hoped that a miracle would happen.
Qin Mo took this step, and the remaining 10,000 Green Bull Demons followed him into the void, but at this time, he had already stepped outside the protection of the warship.
A terrifying aura came, this was the greatest deterrent from the Heavenly Ghost of Gu Li Soul.
Gu Li Soul had already been prepared, and the moment Qin Mo stepped out, the fear was thrown on him with all his might, just to make it a terrifying blow to Brahma, so that Qin Mo could not use his instantaneous combat magic power.
Although Qin Mo had no fear in his heart, a Heavenly Ghost at the peak of the Three Flowers Gathering was full of fear, Qin Mo would still be affected, his heart was indeed not afraid, but his body trembled uncontrollably, and the blood in his body still couldn't withstand the pressure of fear.
At this moment, Qin Mo finally understood what it meant to have more than enough heart and not enough strength.
At this moment, Brahma's axe slashed up, this axe slashed through the sky, the void was distorted, and the fiery red light left a distorted trajectory in the air, and the axe fell directly towards Qin Mo.
This axe is definitely the strongest axe Brahma has ever had, because it carries his anger, the most terrible anger, so when he saw this axe fall, Ouyang Moxuan sighed, and then closed his eyes, he didn't want to look at it anymore, even if he faced this axe, it was impossible to follow, he could only dodge.
But he knows very well how strong the deterrence of the Gu Li Soul is, although he is only equivalent to the peak of the Three Flowers of the Human Race, but the strength of the Gu Li Soul, the Heavenly Ghost, will definitely not be inferior to any Five Qi Dynasty Yuan powerhouse, especially fear, even he, the peak of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, will be affected.
Not to mention that Qin Mo only had to be reborn in the upper realm, even if he was a genius, he could only wait to be killed.
Millions of Terran warriors couldn't bear to watch this scene, and the strong men on the ship felt very guilty in their hearts, because not only could they not protect Qin Mo, but instead let Qin Mo fight for them to survive.
At this moment of facing death, Qin Mo felt so relaxed for the first time, without fear, without sadness, and even without regrets.
He thought that if those who knew knew what he had done, they would be proud of him, and this was what it was like to be a hero, and he believed that his death today would definitely leave a mark in the history of the human race.
And the irony is that Qin Mo never thought about being a hero since he was a child, he was originally a guy with no ambitions, but at this moment he did it.
But he didn't want to die yet, so when the axe was about to fall, Qin Mo was also looking forward to it in his heart, expecting some miracle to happen.
So, a miracle really happened.
A crack was suddenly torn open in the void in front of the axe, followed by a pitch-black tip peeking out of the crack.
This scene seemed to be slow, but it actually happened very quickly, only to become very slow in Qin Mo's eyes, as if the time in this area had slowed down, just because of the appearance of this knife.
Yes, this is a knife, when the tip of the knife is exposed, Qin Mo thought that this knife would soon reveal its true face, but he didn't expect that he was wrong.
The tip of the knife was exposed, but it was not fully exposed, because it was too huge, and it was heavy, and when it showed its head, the crack was forcibly torn, and the blade was overbearing.
Yes, the knife was huge, hundreds of zhang in size, and when it was exposed, it lay across the void, aiming at the fiery red axe that had been chopping at it.
Unlike the axe, the color of this knife was very black, pitch black as night, blacker than the knife of thanksgiving.
But this kind of black is not the overbearing and weird black of thanksgiving Tianwen, but the beauty of the night, two completely different styles.
This knife is not pretty, except for the thickness, it seems to have no characteristics, but when you really look at it, you find that you can't find any flaws, as if the knife is flawless, it is so perfect, so beautiful.
Qin Mo didn't know where this knife came from, and he didn't even know why this knife appeared, but he had a feeling that he wanted to hold the handle of the knife, swing the knife, and slash at the axe.
It seemed to have this feeling, and he did it, his movements were slow, but in fact surprisingly fast, and he held the blade in his hand.
At that moment, Qin Mo felt that the fear of the heavenly ghost seemed to disappear, and holding this knife, he seemed to hold the courage, the responsibility, and the entire heaven and earth.
This was a feeling of blending water and milk, as if this knife was his right-hand man, and there was a magic power in this knife that Qin Mo could not describe.
"It's still missing a name!" At this moment, Hu Zhongxian's voice suddenly came, and at this moment it seemed that time was silent, and only one person and one knife remained.
Qin Mo wasn't surprised, he didn't even think about it for too long, a name appeared in his mind: "Giant Dragon!"
"Roar Roar"
When Qin Mo opened his mouth to give this knife a name, this huge blade the size of a hundred zhang seemed to have turned into a giant dragon, looking up to the sky and roaring towards the void, a terrifying coercion was released from the void, radiating millions of zhang.
The knife moved suddenly, and it seemed to sense the danger of its master, and then the blade slashed at the great axe.
With a bang, the calm void rippled like a lake falling into a stone, followed by a crack in the void centered on the intersection of the blade and the axe, and in this crack, the overlap between the real world and the dark void could be seen.
But this kind of scene is extremely dangerous, the void is torn apart, and only the human king can withstand the tearing power, but Qin Mo, who is in the core at this moment, has not been harmed, because the dragon in his hand has helped it block all the tearing power, and this knife is indestructible.
"Giant Dragon, what a good name!" Hu Zhongxian sighed sincerely, this knife now only belongs to Qin Mo, because this knife has Qin Mo's courage and responsibility.
This is also the highest state of refining, which can make the moment the instrument and the person come into contact, and reach the realm of the unity of the human sword with you and me, and I have you.
This scene seems to be happening very slowly, but in fact, it is only in the blink of an eye, the appearance of the knife, people can't see it, but Qin Mo's domineering swing of the knife is seen by everyone.
When Ouyang Moxuan opened his eyes, he happened to see Qin Mo swinging his knife and slashing at Brahma's axe, the blade collided with the axe, and it was actually the knife that won, and the axe was directly chopped into a dull and dull light, and even Brahma, the great power of the Five Qi Dynasty, flew out tens of thousands of zhang away.
Gu Li looked at the scene in front of him in horror, because he could see it clearly, as a heavenly ghost, his perception ability was several times stronger than that of Brahma, the great power of the Five Qi Dynasty, so he clearly saw the scene of Qin Mo's knife appearing, a knife that tore through the void and instantly recognized the master.
This suddenly reminded him of the legendary Chaos Treasure, only that kind of treasure can have such spirituality.
But when Qin Mo held the knife and slashed it, Gu Li Soul found that this was not a Chaos Treasure, this knife was the first to show its edge, and it didn't even have a name.
When Qin Mo said the word "dragon", this knife was like a dragon, completely alive, and when that coercion appeared, Gu Li Soul thought that he had seen the dragon clan.
That's Long Wei, the real Long Wei, what kind of knife can produce Long Wei at the moment when it just starts? Could it be that this knife is made of dragon blood and dragon bones?
No, Gu Li Soul doesn't believe it, the only person in this world who dares to use dragon blood and dragon bones to forge weapons is the legendary Fuxi Holy Emperor, and the dragon-slaying Fuxi Qin is the only dragon weapon in this world.
Everyone knows that the dragon clan is very vindictive, and if the dragon clan knows that someone uses the dragon body to refine weapons, they will inevitably chase and kill at any cost.
Only the Dragon Slaying Fuxiqin has been preserved, and in order to slay the Dragon Fuxiqin, the Dragon Clan has even negotiated with several generations of Holy Emperors of the Terran Race, as long as the Terrans are willing to hand over the Dragon Slaying Fuxiqin, the Dragon Clan is willing to be in a neutral position when the Hundred Clans attack.
But this mention was rejected by the Holy Emperor, and no matter which Holy Emperor agreed, because every generation of Holy Emperors knew that the Holy Emperor's weapons could not be traded.
This represents not only the honor of a generation of Holy Emperors, but also the honor of the Terran Race, and trading this thing is no less than turning his back on the Terran and the Fuxi Holy Emperor.
Since it is not a weapon made by a dragon's body, why is there a dragon's might?
Gul's soul was puzzled, and Brahma was even more puzzled, but his feelings were clearer than Gul's soul.
He didn't see it when the blade appeared, but when Qin Mo cut this knife, he saw that the most terrifying thing was that with the full strength of his five qi dynasty yuan peak, he couldn't resist the sword of a human race who had been reborn in the upper realm.
It's not that people are terrible, but the knife is terrible, and the knife is too heavy, so when the knife falls, the axe and even the person are cut out.
Brahma looked at the huge gap left on the axe, touched his somewhat dizzy brain, and his face was full of shock.
And on the side of the human race, it is even more silent, Qin Mo is holding a hundred-zhang big knife, standing horizontally in the void, that momentum, that heroic posture, to describe it as a husband and a man, it looks too pale......