Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 621 The power of God is unpredictable

In the green bamboo forest.

Feng Qingyan, dressed in white, was kneeling in a pavilion made of bamboo, writing big characters seriously. But after writing for a while, he put down his pen and stared at the green bamboo in front of him in a trance.

In the green bamboo not far behind him, Yingshu, who was wearing a black dress, was peeking.

"Gentleman, is there something on your mind?"

Yingshu thought in surprise and realized that gentlemen always found it difficult to calm down and would be distracted from time to time.

She looked for a moment, then walked over quietly and appeared in the bamboo pavilion silently. Seeing that there was not much ink in the inkstone, she poured in clean water and began to grind it gently.

After grinding the ink, he saw that the gentleman was still distracted, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Feng Qingyan.

What is the gentleman thinking about?

Yingshu was a little curious, so he held his chin with both hands and looked at Feng Qingyan carefully.

After Feng Qingyan came back from the seventh killing stele, he had been pondering the will contained in the seven killing steles.

That will was so terrifying that he could never forget it.

He always felt.

The will is the key.

At this time, he came back to his senses from his thoughts, and immediately rushed to the seventh Killing Stele, standing a hundred feet away and staring carefully. Although the Killing Stele was far inferior to the Seven Killing Steles, it also burst out with a ruthless killing intent.

Standing for a long time.

Feng Qingyan walked towards the Killing Monument.

At this moment, Master Ming, who was standing not far away and observing, was secretly shocked. What was the purpose of canonizing the saint?
This distance of a hundred feet is the dividing line between life and death.

If he had not entered the realm of Book Lord or Book King, he would have almost certainly died.

When Feng Qingyan stepped into the hundred-foot area, he felt a strong murderous aura instantly invading his body.

Raging madly.

However, he suppressed it with his imperial soul.

At this time, Master Ming widened his eyes slightly, with a look of surprise on his face. Could it be that the position of virtual saint can really resist murderous aura?
"Teacher, why can a gentleman walk a hundred feet without any trouble?"

Yingshu was a little surprised. He could not feel the murderous aura coming out, as if it was suppressed by something. "It's strange, why is there no murderous aura coming out of the Killing Monument?"

"Perhaps it's because of the status of Virtual Saint."

Master Ming pondered for a moment and said.

but.

As Feng Qingyan got closer and closer to the Killing Monument, the murderous aura that emanated from him became more and more terrifying, and it seemed that even the Emperor's Soul could not suppress it.

His body began to tremble slightly.

However, he seemed to have no pain and no consciousness, and walked towards the Killing Monument step by step.

"Teacher, I'm afraid I can't bear it anymore."

Yingshu said anxiously.

In the end, no one could ignore the existence of the Killing Monument.

Master Ming frowned, but there was nothing he could do at this moment. Although he could walk a hundred feet, he could not walk fifty feet.

And Feng Sheng has now walked fifty feet.

Huhu——

After Feng Qingyan walked fifty feet in.

The murderous aura emanating from the Killing Monument was raging like a raging wave.

Master Ming and Ying Shu had to retreat several dozen feet to avoid being hurt by the surging murderous aura. However, Feng Qingyan, who was within the range of the Killing Monument, stepped on the surging murderous aura step by step, as if he was walking on a raging wave.

Worthy of the title of Virtual Saint!
Master Ming was amazed.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked straight towards the Killing Monument, and the Emperor's Soul ignored the terrifying murderous aura bursting out from the Killing Monument.

No pain, no feeling.

but.

His body was shaking all the time, as if he couldn't bear the ravages of the murderous aura and was about to break at any time.

But fortunately, there is the Emperor Soul to suppress it.

in fact.

The Killing Monument is extremely harmful to the soul.

However, Feng Qingyan's soul is the emperor's soul, so the Killing Monument cannot harm him and can still protect his body.

This is his confidence.

At some point, he finally walked to the Killing Stele and reached out to touch it, shocking Master Ming. He didn't know if the Sage of Calligraphy could touch the Killing Stele, but the King of Calligraphy certainly couldn't.

"Teacher, didn't you say that it is impossible to touch the Killing Monument below the Saint Realm?"

Yingshu said with some surprise.

"The Void Saint is also a Saint."

What else can Master Ming say? He can only say this.

"Heaven is unfair, he deserves to be killed!"

When Feng Qingyan touched the Killing Monument, he was silent for a moment and then spoke.

The voice is cold.

Rumbling--

The Killing Monument suddenly burst out with a terrible murderous aura.

Like a huge black pillar of light, it instantly shattered the sky and turned the world into chaos.

At this moment, the entire book city was shocked by the murderous aura emanating from the Killing Monument.

One after another, figures came towards the seventh killing monument.

Master Ming pulled Yingshu and retreated frantically, and was also shocked by the murderous aura emanating from the Killing Monument.

This murderous aura can kill a saint, right?

Master Ming thought so.

At this moment, murderous aura shattered the sky, causing Feng Qingyan to enter into dark and oppressive darkness.

Seven enormous stone tablets stood looming in the darkness, and each of them exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

and.

An extremely terrifying will burst out from every monument with the word "kill" on it.

Feng Qingyan stood still, staring at the seven vaguely visible killing stone tablets, feeling the will that permeated the stone tablets.

This is an extremely extreme will.

What kind of will is this?
Why is it so terrible?
Feng Qingyan felt it carefully, and it seemed that even his soul was trembling.

Unconsciously, he seemed to be influenced by the will of the Killing Monument, as if he had lost his mind. He suddenly became full of resentment towards the heavens and roared: "Heaven is unfair, I deserve to be killed!"

A will to kill the sky suddenly burst out from every part of his body and from the depths of his soul. It merged into one of the monuments with the word "kill" on it, and turned into a faint light that shot up into the sky.

The intention to kill the sky.

puff!
The crack in the dark sky became a little wider.

Bleeding profusely.

Blood flowed down like a waterfall, along the murderous energy that had turned into substance, making the Killing Monument form a water curtain like flowing water.

The blood kept flowing, bright red and extremely clear in the darkness.

And there is terrifying divine power in the blood.

"Disrespecting the heavens and having no fear in one's heart, one's crime is to be executed!"

A voice whose gender could not be determined came from the deepest part of the sky, like the rolling thunder of divine punishment.

The power of heaven is like a prison, destroying everything.

"Punish! Punish! Punish..."

The word "punish" resounded deafeningly in the darkness, each cry more terrifying than the last, transforming into layers of tangible air waves and divine patterns that pressed down from the dark sky.

It is unstoppable and destroys everything.

The power of heaven is unpredictable!
At this moment, Feng Qingyan suddenly woke up, his face changed drastically, as if even his imperial soul could not bear it.

He felt that the emperor's soul was shaking violently and was about to break.

He hurried out from the dark and oppressive darkness.

but.

When he exited and returned to the book city, his brows furrowed.

Is this day conscious?

If Heaven has consciousness, is it still Heaven?
At this moment, he finally understood why some powerful people would go against the will of heaven. If heaven had consciousness, how could it be fair and just?
But this divine power is indeed extremely terrifying!
If he had been a little slower, he would have died in the oppressive darkness. And there were still seven stone tablets with the word "kill" standing in his way...

If not...

……

……

(End of this chapter)