() At this time, it was past noon, and the sunlight was severely blocked due to the influence of clouds and fog.

Xia Feng frowned and looked at the two stone tablets.

Shenyue Red Devil

He couldn't figure out what the words on the two steles meant.

If there is only one stone stele, it undoubtedly represents the name of the sword, the Shenyue Sword, or the Red Demon Sword, but the two stone tablets have two names, which makes him confused, could it be that one is the name of the sword and the other is the name of its former owner?

If you think about it carefully, it's not quite right, since the former owner of the sword inserted the sword on the top of this snowy mountain, it means that he gave up the ownership of the sword, even if he still has nostalgia for the sword, he should not use this same style of stone tablet to write the name separately, if this is his sword, then it should be written like this.

xx loves swords, red devils or god moons

This way of erecting a monument should represent that Shenyue and the Red Demon do not have a master-servant relationship, and are existences of the same nature and status.

While Xia Feng was thinking, Ah Guang leaned next to the sword.

"I'm a turtle, this sword has been around for years."

Seeing that the sword was still here unexpectedly, the red knife said in a deep voice.

"It's the same place as it was when I came, it's barely the same."

Summer Breeze turned around.

"Red Knife, were these two stone tablets here when you came?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what that words mean?"

"I don't know, I guess it's the name of the sword."

"A sword with two names?"

"I don't know about that."

Ah Guang next to him rolled up his sleeves.

"It doesn't seem to be very tightly inserted in this sword, I'll try it first, phew."

Ah Guang spat twice on the palm of his hand, and then grasped the hilt of the sword.

Ah Guang's size is very large, and his body is very strong, although he doesn't know any martial arts and source stone skills, but his strength is still not bad.

Ah Guang took a deep breath, then clenched the hilt of his sword and burst into a loud shout.

"Up!"

With all his strength, Ah Guang's big face quickly swelled red, and the green tendons on his neck exploded.

However, the result was both reasonable and expected, and the sword stuck in the rock was very unscientifically untouched.

"Whew!"

The breath that had been held for more than ten seconds was spit out by Ah Guang.

"What is this, it's too tight."

Shaking his sore wrist, Ah Guang decisively gave up.

Ah Guang's strength Xia Feng naturally did not doubt it, under his careful observation, not only did the sword not tremble in the slightest, and even the rocks below did not have any traces of cracking, obviously, this had nothing to do with the size of the strength.

Xia Feng glanced at the red knife behind him.

"Do you want to try it?"

Red Knife shook his head.

"Forget it, I tried it 7 years ago, and with brute force alone, it still won't change anything this time."

Then, Xia Feng looked at the stone sword in front of him, which was like a symbol of the king, and took a deep breath.

Since he's here, he's going to try it out for himself anyway.

Seeing Xia Feng stretching out his hand and holding the hilt of the sword, Ah Guang next to him immediately shouted.

"Come on, Brother Feng, I'm sure you will be able to pull it out, hurry up and get it done, this place is too cold."

However, the red knife seemed to have seen the result, he knew that Xia Feng's strength was very strong, and he could even throw Big Bob out, but even then he knew very well that it was impossible for Xia Feng to pull out this sword.

Xia Feng's face was serious, and the junction between his palm and the hilt of his sword was very cold, and then he began to exert himself gradually.

Because of the contraction of the muscles, the wound on the shoulder immediately cracked and oozed blood.

However, even with Xia Feng's efforts, the sword remained as unmoving as before.

It was the same as he expected, and sure enough, normal power would not work, but beyond that, he had to try another way.

Then, Xia Feng took out the source stone from his trouser pocket.

Because of the pain and stimulation of the wound, the black power was immediately drawn out by the mind, Xia Feng held the hilt of the sword in his left hand and the source stone in his right hand, and began to replenish the energy in the source stone into his body for the black power to consume.

"Ahh

The left eye instantly ignited an illusory black flame, and the black power was raised to the limit, Xia Feng shouted, mobilizing his entire body to pull upward.

"Plop!"

The sound of falling into the water rang in my ears, and then the whole world fell silent.

Xia Feng only felt as if he had fallen into darkness in an instant, a tingling sensation spread from his toes all over his body, and in a blur, when he opened his eyes again, the sword stuck in the rock in front of him had disappeared, and with it, there was a cloud and mist shrouded in the top of the mountain.

..............

It's night.

In the dark night sky, a bright moon shone on the top of the mountain, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the white snow, reflecting the divine luster.

Xia Feng just stood in place stunned, there was no sound in his ears, for some reason, his ability to think seemed to stop, his brain could not function, and he could only look at the scene in front of him blankly.

A burst of illusory brilliance sprinkled from the night sky, the snow was the ground, the bright moon was the curtain, the silhouette of the woman gradually became clear, and the little stardust sprinkled in the night sky gradually gathered into a human figure.

The woman's face was as white as frost and snow, and the long skirt on her body seemed to be not stained with a trace of dust, and as her feet stepped on the top of the mountain, the snowflakes began to dance around her, and the strange and sacred aura spread endlessly.

An idea came to Xia Feng's mind.

She's not human.

The sacred woman raised her slender jade hand and stretched out her five fingers to the bright moon in the night sky, and suddenly, the moon bloomed, and the entire mountain top was instantly illuminated by silver light.

She is like the goddess who represents the moon.

Xia Feng stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the god-like woman in front of him in a daze, however, his body could not move, nor could he make any sound, he was like a transparent person, and he could only witness everything that was happening in front of him with his eyes.

The corners of the woman's mouth were slightly raised, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on her, as if blending into her body.

At that moment, a blood-colored object crept up behind her.

It was like a spring in the forest, and blood gushed out from a little on the ground, just like the previous star shavings, and the crimson liquid also gathered into a huge human form.

This "man" has no facial features, and his body is flowing with blood all the time, and the blood seems to be unrestricted by gravity, surging around its body.

The crimson crimson crimson approached the woman, and then an arm came out of the blood to her.

Xia Feng's eyes widened, he wanted to warn the woman of the danger behind him, however, he couldn't.

Just when Xia Feng thought that the woman was going to be pushed off the cliff or victimized, the woman bathed in the moonlight suddenly turned around, and then, she smiled and stretched out her hand, one white and one red, and held them firmly together.

At that moment, Xia Feng saw happiness in the woman's smile.

The picture flashed, a strong sense of weightlessness hit, Xia Feng felt that he was surrounded by darkness again, I don't know how long later, when he opened his eyes, there was a subtle change in the scene in front of him.

He is undoubtedly still standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains, but the other mountain ranges below this highest peak have undergone obvious changes, and this feeling is like experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

A thought crossed his mind again.

Tens of thousands of years have passed.

The woman and the crimson figure were still standing on the edge of the cliff, but this time, the woman's face was full of sadness.

Looking back, she took one last look at the "it" in front of her, and at the same time, it was like a last look at the world.

The crimson figure stretched out its hand, but it could no longer hold that hand, and the woman turned into a little starlight in front of it, and disappeared into the night sky, and in the end, she left only a tear.

Under the light of the moon, the crimson shadow collapsed in an instant, and the blood and water flowed into the earth, and the moon in the night sky turned into a crimson moon.

.............

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng!"

"Summer Breeze!"

A vague voice came from behind him, and Xia Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the scenery in front of him instantly became clear.

True, he was still standing at the top of the mountain, and it was daylight, and at the same time, his left hand was still holding the magic sword that had been inserted into the rock, because the force was too hard to tear the wound on his shoulder, and his blood ran down his arm and touched the hilt.

Xia Feng felt a trace of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, what did he see just now?

At this moment, he was suddenly shocked to find that the source stone in his right hand had lost its color, and the energy in the source stone had disappeared, and the whole thing had turned as gray as coal.

This is an S-grade supreme pure source stone, and the energy contained in it is very huge, how can it suddenly be consumed!

"Brother Feng, come here!"

Hearing Ah Guang's voice, Xia Feng immediately turned around.

Ah Guang and Red Knife stood in the distance behind him, they didn't change much, but when he saw the ground around him clearly, his pupils contracted instantly.

With the Magic Sword in the Stone as the center, the white snow under his feet has turned a red color.

This strange phenomenon is like being dyed red by the blood gushing out of the surface, and from a distance, it looks like Xia Feng is standing in a sea of blood.

Shenyue Red Devil

Against the backdrop of the crimson snow, the two ancient stone tablets seem to tell something to the summer breeze.