Martial God

He Yiming and the two walked on the road, and soon they came to the far side of the island on the right. They could hear the sound of the long, screaming, full of high morale in this voice. And the unyielding will, the closer to this voice, the more people feel a **** feeling.

He Yiming’s heart is secretly surprised. His mind constantly recalls the contents of the world’s rare books, but what disappoints him is that he can’t remember from beginning to end, what is the creature’s cry.

Finally, they set foot on this strange island.

Compared with the previous bare island, the island is not only many times larger, but also the pine forest on the island. In the feeling of He Yiming, it is full of vitality. It can be seen that there are absolutely many living creatures living on the island.

But He Yiming can be sure that there is certainly not a lot of human habitation here.

Because on another island is the black scorpion, if there are humans here, they will definitely be attacked by them. Under the attack of these winged spirits, even the innate powerhouses will feel a headache.

The ears again swayed, and He Yiming’s face changed a little. He said: “Hundred brothers, this beast is fighting and killing, but it seems to be a person to kill with it.”

Although he did not arrive at the scene, the powerful collision force from the center of the island gave He Yiming a feeling of deja vu. He can be sure that it is definitely the breath and power of the human power of the Sayādaw level.

Just as the high-spirited beast can distinguish the scent of his companions at a great distance, after he was promoted to the Supreme, He Yiming’s feelings in this area became sharper. Unless it is not hands-on, as long as it senses the change of the fighting momentum, He Yiming can be sure that it is a sage.

He Yiming felt an extreme accident when he thought that he could still meet a strongman at the level of such a deserted island.

He hesitated, nodded slightly to the hundred and eight, two people still go towards the center of the island, but this time, He Yiming is hiding his own cultivation and breath, he is not willing to let people easily Now his trace.

As for Bao pig, this little guy entered the state of hibernation very consciously under the eyes of He Yiming.

In this state, even if He Yiming standing next to it does not necessarily hear its heartbeat and breathing, let alone other people.

The road on the island is not good, but for He Yiming, it does not cause any obstacles.

Soon, they are already close to the center of the island.

The closer he is, the more he can feel the powerful force of the center piece. He Yiming’s face is more and more dignified. He has already sensed that the strength of the two guys who are fighting is definitely a terrorist level. Not to mention the two apparently superior to the three nobles who met outside the Ghost Cry.

Finally, He Yiming came to a huge mountain depression. He lowered his body slightly and looked closely. "This huge mountain cave is not known how it was formed. It turned out to be a natural and huge battlefield. He Yiming saw it at a glance, and the surrounding rock wall seemed to have some weirdness. Under the impact of this strength, there was no sign of cracking and cracking.

However, what really makes He Yiming stunned is the one person and one beast that is fighting in the swallow.

The human being is an old man. He must be white and look dirty. God knows how many days have not been cleaned. What this person wears is some of the simplest animal skins, and the clothes are so riddled with holes, which can be said to be unkempt and undressed.

But even so, He Yiming did not want to look down on the old man.

In any case, his body is quite straight, and a pair of bare feet are firmly on the ground, just like the same old tree that has been growing for 10,000 years. Since there is a sense of arrogance.

He Yiming only looked at his eyes and immediately saw that this person must be natural and frank, so he was able to cultivate such a kind of momentum full of light and lofty.

If this person's mind is narrow-minded, sexually savvy, or conspiracy, then his breath will never be the same as it is now.

Watching his martial arts carefully, He Yiming is secretly surprised. He is arrogant and his own, and he is just right, but it is because of this, so the power is unbeatable, every punch When the palm is shot, a whirlwind will be blown up, and the surrounding air seems to be attracted by his infuriating air. Around his body, he forms a space that is imprisoned.

He Yiming pays for himself. If he is to fight with him, then unless he uses the five elements of the ring, or the tricks of turning over the sky, the Kowloon furnace, and the five elements, the ordinary exercises will only be counterbalanced.

This is not only a feeling, but also judging by the strength of the breath, He Yiming has been able to affirm that the old man, even if he is empty-handed against the enemy, can also put the head of the Gabriel holding the shield sword with the old man. It is a white horse that is white and innocent.

The most peculiar thing about this white horse is that it has a horn on its forehead, but this is not on the ghost crying ridge. It is like a big tree-like dragon snake's horn, but a long horn with a spin. .

In addition, the white horse's head is still a few long hairs hanging on the neck, fluttering over the neck, a little more elegant and elegant.

This horse of the horse can be seen at a glance, far more powerful than He Yiming's red horse and the **** horse of the gold battle.

Shaking his head slightly, He Yiming’s heart is in his heart - thinking about it, this is a beast that can compete with the sage, and it is comparable to the average horse.

Quietly watching their fight, He Yiming suddenly surprised.

This white horse seems to be just a congenital beast, not the legendary sacred beast that can compete with the sage.

After being enemies with the totems, He Yiming naturally collects information about the totems.

Therefore, he knows that in the mountains, there is a kind of beast called a sacred beast. The power they possess is so powerful that even if they reach the human power of the sage, they may not be with these holy beasts. It can take the slightest advantage.

He Yiming has now been promoted to the Supreme, and there are still five elements in the ring, but still do not dare to enter the mountains, it is because of these powerful holy beasts.

Spiritual beasts, their talents are far beyond humans. But in contrast, human cultivation is far the same as the beast.

In addition to talent, the strength of the beasts is determined by the length of time they are alive.

Once the life of the beast has reached more than five hundred years, it is basically possible to condense the inner Dan, and use part of the heaven and earth, and even have the ability to breathe. The beasts that have survived for more than a thousand years are the vastness of the mind. They are farther away from the general beasts in mobilizing the innate qi, and the power they possess can even compete with the first-line power.

Some millennial spirit beasts have survived for thousands of years, and after a chance, they have undergone some kind of change, which has caused them to mutate and truly master the use of the power of heaven and earth. It is able to let the power of heaven and earth flow freely in their bodies, and even from the **** human beings, from the various parts of the body.

If this step is reached, then this beast is the true saint.

In the world of the beast, the holy beast is equivalent to the human sage. And because the talent of the Holy Beast is generally extremely powerful, for the average Sayādaw, the fight with the Holy Beast is more than a win.

Of course, like He Yiming, who has mastered the human sage of imitation artifacts, it is not the same.

But there are several pieces of imitation artifacts in the world, so most of the sages would rather offend the masters of the same rank, and would not be willing to blame the powerful beasts of the sacred beast level.

However, the holy beasts and the non-sacred beasts are almost at a glance. As long as they sense the concentration of the heavens and the air and the way they engage in the battle, they will be able to easily distinguish whether they are holy or not.

Today, what makes He Yiming strange is that the horse that is playing against the old man, whether it is the concentration of the heavens and the earth that senses his body, or the way he fights, does not seem to reach the level of the holy beast.

However, a congenital beast can even be tied with a powerful human sage, which makes He Yiming feel deeply unbelievable.

After watching the semi-sound again, He Yiming finally got some clarity.

This white horse is indeed a gift of talent, its speed is incredible, and its power is incredible.

The punch of the old man's fist is the same. The power of the heavens and the earth is not the same. If the general millennium has been smashed for a while, it must be a fleshy, broken fracture.

But since the two sides have played against each other, White Horse has easily escaped most of the fists.

Its four-footed landing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is just a glimpse of it, it is already coming to Min. Even if this degree is He Yiming's big 7 eyes, it is impossible to see clearly.

His heart suddenly had a cool feeling, this strange white horse brought him shock, it can not be described in words, in this case, there will be what kind of attack under the sun can hit it. .

Not only that, after the horse ran for a while, it seemed to be a little impatient, so the head was low, and suddenly it turned to the old man, and it seemed to the old man’s body that it stretched out the big hoof. The old man is coming.

The old man seems to be preparing for this early umbrella. He just throws his fist out, his fist touches the horseshoe, and his body trembles twice. This is firmly fixed.

Although the white horse flew a few feet, it is obvious that the old man's fist full of powerful power is still unable to bring any harm to it.

He Yiming finally understood some of the helplessness of the old man.

Although his opponent is not a sacred beast, but like this kind of lightning, and at the same time, the infinitely powerful beast, in the case of being unable to hit the other side, there is nothing to do.