Martial God

He Yiming reached out and took the ball and picked up the round bead.

The size of this thing is not large, it is light and nothing in the hand, but in the hands of the masters of martial arts such as He Yiming, it can clearly sense the horrible power contained in it.

His brows wrinkled slightly, and he was puzzled by the fact that a small **** scorpion could condense such a huge force.

Hesitating for a long time, He Yiming was careful to sneak into the blood of a beggar. He wanted to search for the secret hidden in the blood.

The next moment, He Yiming's body was slightly stunned, and his face was even more faint.

At the moment when the infuriating gas entered the blood, his spiritual consciousness was also connected with it. It is like feeling the involuntary feeling when you first contacted the black scorpion.

In front of his eyes, there is an endless stream of blood and light, as if the whole world was covered with this blood red color.

There seemed to be some sort of bizarre pulsating sound in the ear. He was fascinated and suddenly appeared. This sound seemed to be similar to the sound of the heart beating.

At this point, He Yiming’s face has finally changed. Is this blood bead a special kind of life?

He sighed with a sigh of relief, and his mind immediately woke up.

Looking at the tiny blood beads in his hand, He Yiming is really a little cold.

He froze in his heart and thought of the various abilities shown in the hundred and eight, and handed the shackles to the past. He said: "Hundred brothers, can you see the purpose of transporting things?"

Hundred and eight took the blood beads in his hand, his eyes immediately lit up, even in this black mist, it is like a light bulb-like eye. Then, a shining light swept from the blood beads to the past, and after a few times back and forth, the eyes of the hundred and eight were re-dimmed.

"This is a new living organism." The sound of the hundred and eight is as stable as ever.

He Yiming brows and asks, "What kind of organism?"

Hundred and eight eyes looked at He Yiming, and the eyes seemed to be asking, you don’t know such a simple question.

He Yiming was in the middle of his heart and bowed to him with a slight fist and a smile.

Hundred and eight shook his head and said: "This is something that grows from a certain biological body. This blood bead contains all the life energy of the living creature, and even all the potentials are swung out and condensed. ""

He Yiming thought of the performance of those crazy people, and the limitations of half an hour, faintly understood the meaning of one hundred and eight.

He asked in a deep voice: "Things are already in place, can you infer what it is used for?"

"Cabinet d" is very dry: "As long as there is something in hand, I can study its origins and uses."

"Great." He Yiming's eyes are shining: "Let's study soon."

One hundred and eight nodded slightly, turned around.

He Yiming whispered, holding Bao pig and quickly followed, asked: "Hundred brother, where are you going?"

"go back."

“Go back?” He Yiming asked inexplicably: “Where are you going back?”

"Hohhot Mountain Range."

He Yiming was awkward and almost fell to the ground. He had a black line on his head and said, "Don't be joking."

One hundred and eighty turned out to be back in the cave where they came out in the northwest.

If it really makes him go back and forth, God knows how long it will take. In short, this time is absolutely unacceptable to He Yiming.

Hundred and eight stopped and said: "I am not kidding." His expression was very serious.

He Yiming opened his mouth and said, "Why are you going back?"

"You want me to study the origins, combinations and uses of this thing. I have to use some instruments to analyze and simulate the calculations."

He Yiming was stunned. He cried and robbed the blood beads from the hands of the hundred and eight, saying: "Hundred brothers, thank you for your kindness, but I thought that this thing still makes me slowly explore. ""

One hundred and eight spread his hands and made a helpless gesture. He Yiming’s heart is suspicious, saying: “Hundred brothers, who are you learning from these actions?” “You.” Hundreds and eights answered quickly.

He Yiming was suddenly speechless, but in his heart, he was quite contentious. He even began to imitate himself. It seems that his progress in the past few years has indeed been great.

The silver ring was taken out, He Yiming opened, and an empty jade bottle was taken out from it, and the blood beads were carefully placed in it. Later, he put the jade bottle and the harvested scales into the space. With this space to carry around, He Yiming has brought great convenience.

Back in the distance, He Yiming dug a deep pit and buried the crazy man who had died.

Although he knows that the best way is to destroy the body like the stagnation of blood, it is the real destruction of the dead, and never suffer.

But He Yiming did not have that kind of strange drug, and did not have such a tough heart, and finally let this person into the earth.

This time he did not follow up with the mountains and the mountains, because the whereabouts of the three of them were completely in control.

After these three experiences, He Yiming has already noticed that although the three of them are sinister, they chose the masters of Sanhua Realm when they started. Among the people he recognized by He Yiming, basically, the genius is so, He Yiming does not intend to continue the $s hand.

After all, the three of them are not very irritating, and the forces behind them are also very different. For those who do not recognize the people and make such unrelenting hatreds, He Yiming has not yet sorrowful and pitiful to this point.

He took a hundred and eight, and came to a quiet place in the opposite direction. Later, he let Bai 108 start to protect him, but he began to absorb the gas of the nearby world, and wanted to improve his strength as much as possible.

If it is the average person, it is impossible to feel the martial arts in this environment. The sacred king will make the night sacred king, the **** of the gods, the throne, the sacred world, the ninth day, the strongest, the younger, the prince, the night, the god, the god, the throne, the sacred The most powerful abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty royal martial arts will be the night of the gods of the gods of the throne, seeking the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night god, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, the abandonment of the week. The passage of the royal family to time. However, Wu Daoxiu has reached the realm of He Yiming, but they can roughly estimate the time to enter the black fog by their own physiological changes.

If it is not the case, if the time spent here is one month, and it is invaded by the haze, then it is called crying.

In this way, it is another seven days past the burning novel network.

Within these seven days, He Yiming certainly absorbed a lot of heaven and earth, but compared to the black fog weight here, it is still a slap in the face, not worth mentioning.

However, during the seven days of the operation, no matter what He Yiming used to do, but he was sad, he could not concentrate all his energy.

Whenever he wants to let go of all the thoughts, he will inevitably flash the images of those crazy people in his mind, especially the moment when these people finally die, the complex look revealed in the eyes. It is even more unforgettable for him.

The kind of gratification, and the reluctance to look at life, deeply touched He Yiming’s heart.

He tried to erase this image from his heart several times, but the effect was not very good. Whenever the mind emerges from the mind, when the eyes are light, there is a feeling of guilt in his heart, and this feeling seems to have a deeper and deeper trend.

Even if he clearly knows that this is not his fault, but this feeling is like a weed in the spring, and it is impossible to suppress it.

However, he also understands that once he lets the three people know that they are monitoring them, it is definitely an endless battle, and he may not be able to laugh at the end in this battle.

In the meantime, there was another scream in the distance. The muscles on He Yiming’s face faintly moved, and his heart sank. The sixth is...

In these seven days, I can't bear the pressure of haze, and there are more than ten people who have become crazy.

When these people just become crazy, they can't help the feeling of despair and the last scream. But only He Yiming can distinguish the nuances of these screams.

From these screams, He Yiming can easily distinguish those who are unable to withstand the pressure, or have been counted by the three **** blood.

During the seven days, the three shots of the stagnation of blood were not frequent until the sixth shot.

Perhaps, only this frequency is the real reason why they are not perceived by others.

Deeply sighed, He Yiming’s double fists were already clenched unconsciously.

Two opposite thoughts lingered in his mind, wrestling, and he also had a feeling of retreating.

After a long time, he lifted, and he seemed to see another pair of dark eyes.

This is a pair of completely strange eyes, but the look of the last moment in the eyes is like that.

This is a relief for the relief of life, but also a nostalgia for the world...

Slowly, He Yiming sighed, and he finally realized that he could not do it. Like those who are 100 years old, for all things that have nothing to do with their own interests, even if they are destined for life, they still turn a blind eye.

He knows that his choice may seem so stupid and unbelievable in the eyes of many people.

But he still made this choice...

He took out the silver ring and opened the magical space, taking out a pair of shoes and a set of black tights.

The body was shaking for a while, and suddenly the belt bones were reduced.

He crept his shoes and clothes, and gently stroked his face with his hands. After a while, his face had a slight change. Although there is no ugly appearance of squinting, even if his parents are standing in front of him, he would like to recognize that this is He Yiming.

Subsequently, he took off his armpits and his clothes and stuffed them into the space.

"Are you decided?" The sound of the hundred and eight was passed not far away.

Although He Yiming did not say anything, his actions have already reflected his intentions.

He Yiming’s body emblem is a stiff, he sighs: “Yes, I decided.”

"The forces behind them are very big, don't you regret it?"

"I really regret it." He Yiming looked into the distance, Ling Ran said: "I regret, why not stop them earlier."

He came to the front of the hundred and eight, and flattened a hand. One hundred and eight quietly looked at him and finally stretched out one of his arms.

The cold light flashed, and He Yiming’s hand had already had a strange and sharp fork sword...