Martial God

A slight turn of the wrist, in the hands of He Yiming, there has been a small round item with a metal bar.

This is the item that was secretly played in his hands before leaving, and even He Yiming did not know what it was.

He took down the tracker on the chest, and He Yiming tried to scream: "Hundred brothers, one hundred and one brothers, one after another, one after another, there is still no sound coming out."

This kind of thing is still the first time. In the past, no matter in any environment, as long as he starts calling, he will definitely get the corresponding answer. But now there is no sound here. This shows that he and the hundred and eight of them really lost contact.

However, this has long been expected by He Yiming. At the moment he passed through Iceland, he lost his sense of inspiration for the Shinto coagulitis, so he knows that this short journey must be through In a certain space, he and the hundred and eight are no longer in the same space, and naturally it is impossible to get in touch again.

After thinking for a moment, He Yiming put the round thing in his hand on the tracker.

The strange thing was born, and the round object immediately began to melt into a piece of gold water, and wrapped the tracker.

Then, the sound of one hundred and eight sounds. He Yiming, I will find a way to close the passage again. He Yiming’s face changed slightly and said: "Are you a hundred brothers?" "Yes, not."

He Yiming looked at his eyes and immediately thought that this guy in his hand could not see his expression. He shouted: "Who are you?"

"I am a signal terminal with a hundred and eight, with all the memory and part of the calculation ability." The tracker in hand said slowly.

"You... do you have the ability? Can you help me deal with death and things?" He Yiming, although not very understanding, quickly accepted the existence of this thing.

After all, He Yiming is no stranger to the various abilities of the hundred and eight.

"I can provide advice, but I can't fight for you." The signal terminal is calm.

He Yiming sighed aloud, facing the incomplete version of the hundred and eight: "Good. Ba, can you really close this channel?"

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He Yiming’s face changed and said: “When is it closed?

"Within one year, it should be possible to close before Iceland disappears, otherwise it will only wait for the next opportunity for Iceland to open."

He Yiming’s face was mixed and said: “If you close this passage, are we going to stay here forever?”

"No, as long as you return to the vicinity of the passageway after ten months, you should be able to withdraw it smoothly before closing." The signal terminal paused and added: "If Yuan Lixun and Bao pig can reach me." There will be no problems with the required standards."

He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally understood that Yuan Lixun, Baima Leidian and Bao pig were obediently obedient because they made a promise to them.

When I heard that I was sure to close this channel, and I was able to let He Yiming and others come out - it was like a drowning person who caught the last straw. Yuan Lixun and others naturally did not. Hesitantly did it.

Of course, only one hundred and eight strange guys can win the trust of everyone. If this sentence is changed for one person, no one can believe it.

But the difference is different, his performance is obvious to all, his magical things are even more difficult to compare with people in Shinto.

Yuan Lixun and others trust him not to be a whim.

Deeply simmering in the air, He Yiming let this shocking news digest in the heart, he sighed: "Hundred brothers, this channel can not even close the dragon, why can you do this?"

After the signal terminal was half-sounded, it was a mechanical soundtrack with no emotions: "This channel was originally opened by me, and only I was able to calculate its closing point."

The muscles on He Yiming’s face twitched a few times, and his daylight gradually became angry. It turns out that the real culprits are here...

The origins of the hundred and eight are mysterious. He Yiming initially thought that he came from an island overseas, but then with the broadening of his vision, he knew that this was impossible.

However, at that time, the relationship between them was quite tacit and friendly, so He Yiming would never take it to heart.

Now, He Yiming knows that the initial formation of this passage is also attributed to the 100-year-old brother. Why didn’t you completely shut down this passage? He Yiming’s helplessness, “When I came here, Already the energy is exhausted, after thousands of years of supplementation, it is completely restored, so it is really powerless." The signal terminal seems to be thinking about it, and said: "But then the channel has been closed, if not those people will When the passage is open, there will be no such thing." He Yiming deeply sighed the metaphor. After a hundred passes through this passage, he left a tail that had not yet been cut.

In the days when he was recuperating, there was a man in Shinto who had this tail, and gathered all the power of Shinto in the world to reopen it. This is really hard to blame on his head.

Shaking his head, He Yiming licked these hearts. "Thinking is temporarily put down, but he has already firmly remembered that after ten months, before the passage has not been closed, he must return to the passage, otherwise once Eight really did not close the channel, but he missed the appointment, then it was too late to cry.

The wrist has turned over and the mutation tracker in the hand has been collected.

This thing can only provide the role of counseling, but it can't fight alongside him like a hundred and eight, so he has to keep it well, but can't be thrown out as a knife.

With a gaze, the entire sky is left with the Shinto coagulant and the cloud.

However, the size of the cloud at this time has been reduced by a large part, although it still maintains the appearance of He Yiming, but in terms of proportion, it is like a five-year-old boy.

He laughed, He Yiming knows that this is because with the fierce battle, the cloud will use a little bit of water every time it is shot.

His body was originally a pot of hydration and fog condensation. Now the water in the mist is constantly dissipated by attacking the enemy. His volume is naturally getting smaller and smaller.

With a slight wave of sleeves, the clouds suddenly burst open, and a mist of water was formed in midair, and instantly disappeared into the yellow sand of the sky.

However, when He Yiming’s 8 looks and fell on the body of the god-channel coagulation, his face was a sudden change.

Because he sensed, the strength of the blood in the blood coagulation seems to have become very different from before. A thought is in the mind, and it is quickly associated with the idea of ​​the human blood.

The surprise in He Yiming’s heart is more and more intense.

At this time, even his thoughts seem to have become dozens of times stronger. Such a huge power of thought, the competition will not be inferior to the idea that he has just condensed.

He Yiming’s face was unpredictable, and his mind had an incredible thought.

In the process of promotion just now, even this Shinto coagulant has benefited. , became a **** that can be compared with him?

This is not his guess, but he is inspired by the breath of the human blood.

Whether it is the power of thought in the mind or the power flowing between the 108 relics in the human body, it is indicated.

The power he possesses has become more and more humane and reaches the real state of Shinto.

The biggest voucher is that the flow of relics between the relics is not the ordinary coagulation power, but the power of blood, the same strength as the blood power of Gimafan.

The throat swayed a bit, and He Yiming was really uncomfortable with this sudden and powerful Shinto coagulant.

God knows how advanced this guy is, and this quiet way is enough to make anyone scared.

He tried to give an attack command in his mind. The next moment, Shinto coagulation immediately raised his hand and gently stroked it.

The magical powers that are far more powerful than before have been revealed in an instant. On the poor ground, the huge potholes have not yet had time to fill them, and there is another huge cross hole.

He Yiming’s face became quite weird. He finally realized that this Shinto coagulation turned into a real Shinto strongman. Before he shot, he did not have the power to gather the heavens and the earth, but the released power was It is the real world of realism.

It’s the only standard for Shinto powers.

Susitantly stunned the expressionless Shinto coagulation person, He Yiming’s mind suddenly appeared a word, the Shenlong once said that the power of Shendao coagulation is far more than his original state.

The eyes lit up slightly, and He Yiming was quite admired for the old dragon's eyes. After a while, he had roughly understood the reason.

The Shinto coagulation is the real Shinto relic, and even the auxiliary relics on him are real big relics.

The power he possesses is definitely more than the level of humanity. As long as he can release the power of heaven and earth at the peak of humanity, he can get a glimpse of it.

The reason why he can not show the strongest strength ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ should be affected by his own strength.

Only after He Yiming himself was promoted to Shinto, the coagulation person can wave out the power that he should have.

This point, He Yiming is a fan of the authorities, but the old dragon is seen at a glance.

He Yiming’s heart immediately relaxed, as if he had removed a huge baggage and revealed a happy smile.

No wonder that I used to think that this Shinto coagulation was a little bit wrong, and even his thoughts were so depressed. It turned out that because his strength could not be fully released, he would have this feeling.

There was a smile on my face, and anyone who had a sacred sacredness around him should be happy to find the North.

"Hang a r one by one r one"

In a distant place, there was a huge wave of power in the Turkic, and He Yiming was slightly stunned. He stared at it, but he saw nothing. Indulge in a moment, child. Like the arrow of the string, suddenly flew in that direction and flew past the burning novel network...