Martial God

The sun is like a fire, and the hot sun is swaying down. Cover the entire piece of land.

The crazy shouting of the city head is endless, and a steady stream of reinforcements enters the city from the back of the blood-stained city. It rushes to the front like an ant, and fights with the Western army, which is also like an ant.

Valuable life, at this moment is indeed like an ant.

Blood Tucheng has become a veritable blood butchery city. Just three days ago, there have been tens of thousands of people who died under the city.

The knock on the door rang softly, and He Yiming reached for a wave, and the door suddenly opened in the air.

The Golden Campaign came in. He looked at the calm, He Yiming silently, seemingly speculating his true thoughts.

After a long time, he asked: "He brother, how do you feel?"

He Yiming shook his head slightly and said: "Helpless, there is no power."

The Golden Campaign sighed: "After another hundred years, you will get used to it."

He Yiming took a deep breath and said: "Golden brother, you are coming to me now, can you come out?"

"Not bad." The golden battle flashed a glimmer of color, saying: "He brother, you seem to have changed a bit."

He Yiming hesitated. His eyes looked at the direction of the city. Although he had a wall barrier, he couldn't see it at all, but his gaze was deep, and he brought to the Golden Battle a strange feeling that he did see the battlefield.

"Golden brother, I am helpless now because my strength is not enough. If I have the power of Shinto, then they dare to disobey me." He Yiming's voice is low and powerful.

The face of the gold battle changed slightly, and the gaze of the year was flashing. The power of Shinto, this is the realm of all cultivation and dreams. Even if he is, when he mentions this realm, he can’t help but shake his heart.

The two of them have been here for more than a month, and the war between the East and the West has finally exploded under the **** city. After three days and nights of unstoppable killing, the masters of the localities prepared for it.

When they left the room and came to the courtyard, the three **** people had been waiting here for a long time.

The crowns laughed and went forward, saying: "Golden brother, He brother, Ghost Cry Ling came the news, we can pass the burning novel network."

His laughter is full of expectation, excitement and joy, and it is a feeling that is completely self-contained.

He Yiming had a glimpse of his heart. After getting the news that he could enter the Ghost Cry Ridge, he was so happy, and he turned a blind eye to the lives of the soldiers of the East and West who killed the whole day on the city.

At this moment, he finally realized that in the eyes of these younger generations, perhaps only how to achieve the goal. It is the only problem they have to consider.

He sighed in his heart, and people who hold the highest authority in the East and West are basically similar ideas.

If not, such a war is likely to end soon.

The Golden Campaign glanced at the south and said: "According to time, it is almost the same." Then he said: "The three are going to walk with us or go separately."

He said this at the moment, as long as he is a little bit savvy, he knows that he wants to split up.

However, Fang Wei did not seem to understand the meaning at all. He smiled and said: "Of course, everyone wants to act together."

The battle of gold was awkward, although he was not happy in his heart, but after all, he said what he said, it is not easy to immediately repent, only a slight point of the head, indicating the answer.

Fang Wei seems to be seeing a clue. He sighed and said: "Golden brother, you know, nowadays it is a master like a cloud, everyone goes together. It is good to have a mutual care. As for entering the ghost crying ridge After that, if you are alive or dead, then you are destined."

The Golden Campaign and He Yiming looked at each other. They naturally knew that entering the Cry Cry Ridge was a great opportunity to break through, but it was also a place full of danger. Once negligent, you will die without a place to die.

This is a place where dangers and opportunities coexist, but everyone only sees the opportunities, but ignores the dangers.

Five people went hand in hand, they came out from the South Gate, and easily passed through the entire battlefield and headed for the end of the Great Plains.

Although there were troops stationed in the West outside the South Gate, the soldiers immediately dispelled the idea of ​​containment as soon as they saw the five people on the Great Plains and the attitude of flying around.

In the face of the innate realm of the master, even ordinary people can not kill it, unless it is the idiot to die in the heavy encirclement. So after seeing this obviously the master of the innate realm, they naturally gave up.

The five people let go of the Mercedes-Benz on the Great Plains. He Yiming and the Golden Campaign did not use the wind system limit and the stage method of Wan Li Xian Ting, but followed the rules of the crown and others.

Suddenly, He Yiming had a foot and stopped.

His move immediately caught the attention of everyone, and the golden battle with him immediately stood firm. And the three people in front of the body are swaying, and they are already returning.

"He brother, you are doing this, don't you plan to go?" The crown is dissatisfied.

He Yiming shook his head slightly, his face was quite dignified, looked up and looked around, and there was a vigilant color in his gaze.

The three crowns exchanged a look. Although they seem to be a puzzling look on the surface, they are embarrassed in their hearts. Could it be that this person actually did what?

The face of the Golden Campaign was gradually dignified. He and He Yiming had been together for a long time. Naturally, he knew that he was definitely not a targetless person. Since there is such a performance, he must have noticed.

"Hee brother, what happened?" asked the golden battle.

He Yiming sighed for a long time and said: "Golden brother, I have a feeling that someone seems to follow us."

In the golden battle, a flash of a flash in the eyes, said: "Which direction?"

He Yiming shook his head with a smile and said: "I don't know, this is just a feeling."

The three good three crowns sighed with relief, and he smiled: "He brother, maybe we are close to the ghost crying ridge, so you will be mistaken."

He Yiming's brows are slightly wrinkled, and the crowns are actually accused of being suspicious because they are afraid of ghosts crying.

He snorted and said: "Although I am not sure where the person is, I am quite familiar with this feeling." He Yiming is right: "If I didn't expect it, this person should be born in Huang Quanmen, and at least the level of the fork sword assassin."

"Huang Quanmen. These assassins have come to do it." In the eyes of the Golden Battle, there was a murderous act, saying: "If he dares to enter the Ghost Ridge, Kim must have him come back."

As the first person on the Huangquan list, the Golden Battle has no good feelings for Huang Quanmen. And the experience of being chased for decades has also given him a strong confidence to be safe and secure under the assassination of Huang Quanmen.

Although the three good champions can still maintain the calm of appearance, but the heart has already set off the giants*.

Who is this guy in front of you?

In the Battle of Jin, they thought that the visitor of Huangquanmen was only a forked assassin, but the three of them knew that this time they came not because of the sword assassin, but because of the true level of the Sayādaw.

Even if it is such a powerful existence, it has been a bit of a clue to He Yiming. This result naturally makes them feel incredible.

Fang Qiangqiang smiled and said: "Huang Quanmen has always been famous for stealth. If it is their forked assassin, I am afraid that I will not be able to show them."

The Golden Campaign and He Yiming nodded at the same time. They were not the first time to fight with the assassins in Huangquanmen. Naturally, they understood the terribleness of these guys, and Fang’s evaluation even said their hearts.

The Golden Campaign waved a hand and said: "The soldiers will block, the water will cover the land, congratulate the brothers, let us play with these forked assassins once."

Seeing his arrogant and dry cloud, He Yiming’s heart was filled with a sense of pride. He laughed: "Since Jin Xiong has this Yaxing, the younger brother is accompanying himself."

The three crowns looked at each other, and their hearts flashed a glimmer of hope.

The two men thought that they were behind the swords, but if they let them know, it was actually a Sayādaw killer. I don't know if they can still maintain such arrogance.

He Yiming suddenly turned his head and looked at them from the three of them. He hesitated and finally said nothing.

For a time, all the vests of the three crowns were cold and sweaty. There was only one thought in their hearts, that is, whether the agreement between them and Huang Quanmen had been given to this inscrutable guy.

Fortunately, He Yiming just looked back and took his eyes back, and their hearts gradually settled down.

In fact, He Yiming originally wanted to say that he felt that there was more than one person behind him, but he was particularly sensitive to Huangquanmen, so he was able to call it out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As for other followers, he It is not called out. I wanted to ask, but I still didn't say it.

Five people moved on and soon disappeared in front.

And when they left, the three figures flashed in a far cry from each other.

They are not connected to each other, and they also maintain a certain distance between each other in a tacit agreement, so they follow up.

Only, even the three of them did not think of it.

in the distance. Out of a certain location they are looking at.

The light in the eyes of the hundred and eight eyes slowly dissipated. On his chest, the pig still hangs the two front hooves, and still slumbers. Obviously, this little guy is considering the 108 as the ideal bed.

One hundred and eight is seemingly ignorant of this. He just looks at the front and seems to be thinking about it.

Finally, he took his feet and rushed in the same direction in his own way.