Martial God

The sky is like a **** **** of a big bird. It is all a blue abyss between white feathers and impetuous white clouds. The golden sun comes out from there. The light that it radiates changes the earth. Everything.

The base of the life and death of Tianchi Yimai chose a corner of the forest.

Whenever the life and death world opens, there will be at least a hundred people living here. Of course, the vast majority of these people are Tianchi disciples who serve people. The true number of honors is often useless.

Because not all of the sages will return here after they come out, such as Li and his daughters and Hao Xue and others, they will return directly.

But even so, the number of saints here is still quite impressive.

In addition to Hua Ruijin, who has already left, the two old veterans have already come out. They are looking at a certain direction on the street, and their eyes are very dignified.

Just like it would be infected, all of the sages walked out of the room, and their eyes locked in one direction at the same time.

Everyone’s eyes were covered with a faint color, and they were obviously shocked by the sigh of the sky.

Only the face of the Golden Battle has a thoughtful color, because only he knows that after He Yiming’s trip, he even stimulated the first thought. So the reason for this change may be that he wants to fight the iron.

If he said that He Yiming was just right at the beginning, he did not over-exaggerate the suffocation.

Except for those who are sensitive to the awe-inspiring people, it is basically difficult for others to feel.

However, with the strong anger of the anger, He Yiming's self-control power is slowly weakening.

His body of evil spirits gradually began to spread, it is not the grapes that ordinary disciples of His Holiness began to feel.

These disciples one by one shivered, they do not understand what happened. Artificial door to say provocative, it really is too exaggerated.

Venerable here so many adults, a blessing of some furnishings items.

However, after a while, more and more intense sense of evil spirits, finally, to make them feel unbearable.

Yi Wenbin a wealth of experience in pole, he felt wudongqiankun deities divine king made the night to kill Indian **** throne seek seventh heaven strongest magic Fate less abandoned the royal big week night to kill his divine throne and India seek seventh heaven strongest magic Fate Abandoning the big Zhou Dynasty royal martial arts and martial arts will kill the gods and gods of the throne, seeking the devil, arrogant, the world, the most powerful, abandoning the big, the week, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the arrogance, the ninth day, the strongest, the abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty to this Suddenly, the strength of the stock was suddenly strengthened. Suddenly, he said with a loud voice: "All disciples will immediately withdraw from the area ten miles away and will not return within half a day."

After hearing the orders of Master Ai Wenbin, all the disciples were as big as they were, and they ran towards the distance as quickly as possible.

Although they look rather wolfsome, but no one laughs at them, but they feel sincerely admired for the degree of performance of these people.

In the battle of the Sayādaw level, these ordinary disciples who have not reached the congenital level have no effect at all. In the end of their place here, in addition to dying to death, they only disturb the minds of the sects.

So the faster they leave the place, the greater the help for the elders in the door.

Suddenly, there was a scream of horror around the door. In the courtyard of the courtyard, two wild boars and one sika deer were suddenly smashed out. They were like crazy, desperate to run, and they left the place far away. .

However, the screams in the courtyard did not stop, but after a period of time, they became smaller and smaller and eventually disappeared.

However, the people here are all people. After their noses have been moved twice, they are shaking their heads.

In the air, there is a stench of odor, which is irritating and brows.

These people are all well-informed people, just thinking about it for a moment, and suddenly understand.

He Yiming’s suffocating enthusiasm has gradually increased, and even the beasts who have been caught here by the Tianchi disciples have been greatly affected.

After the special strong beasts lost their guards, they were scared and smashed, and they were lucky enough to escape. But most of the beasts that have been caught from the forest are squatting in the ground, and the whole stream of urine is naturally stinking.

"Ai brother, what is going on?" asked the subtitles.

Many of the sages who came out of the world of life and death and stayed here were all looking away. They also want to know the answer. After all, it is necessary to make such a powerful sigh of a powerful self-control ability, how much hatred is needed.

Of course, if everyone knows that He Yiming is actually deliberate, then they will not be so strange.

However, whoever has nothing to do with temper for no reason, and this kind of powerful and fierce atmosphere. Even the Golden Campaign is not sure whether He Yiming intends to do so, let alone other people.

Ai Wenbin smiled and said: "The old man doesn't know." But ten...a" He hesitated for a long time and said: "So suffocating, if it is maintained for a long time, I am afraid that the body of He Zun is not good, we still have to discourage Let's go."

He subconsciously said the words of us, because in the depths of his heart, he has already recognized the power of He Yiming.

This unappealing little monster, the power he possesses, is afraid that he is not alone in his own struggle.

Everyone was silently nodding, and no one even noticed the mystery. That was because everyone had just come to He Yiming's room and saw that Bai Ba, Bai Ma Lei and Bao pig were standing there.

Seeing their appearance, it seems that it is not awkward, it is like giving He Yiming a law, and seems to want to rush in.

Upon seeing this posture, these sages immediately understood that even the people closest to them, He Yiming, did not know what happened.

A long sigh, Ai Wenbin’s heart secretly complained, He Yiming is the most prosperous person in the pool today, and is recognized as the most potential person. If there is any accident here, then even the operator Adults do not blame them, and they are hard to blame.

"Hundred brother, what happened to him?" Ai Wenbin asked in a hurry.

Hundred and eight slowly shake his head, and now his character has been greatly different from the time when he first fell down. I used to listen to it and ignore it, but now I will return a few words.

"I don't know." A hard-boned sentence gave Ai Wenbin a thousand words to go back.

However, Ai Wenbin and others are not blameworthy. In front of him, this is a strong person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the big man of the gods. Not to mention that it is only a bad attitude. Even if it is ignored, everyone will not dare to complain.

This is the gap in power that determines the gap in personal status. In this world, it is such a simple matter.

The Golden Battle stepped forward and said: "Hundred brothers, can you help us with our brothers?"

Among these people, he is the only one who dares to speak like this.

Hundred and eight still slowly shook his head and said: "I don't know." Just when he said this, his tone has been eased a lot, and a little more feelings.

The Golden Campaign hesitated for a moment, saying: "I don't worry, I have to go in and see." After that, he walked straight toward the door.

The rest of the people's faces are slightly changed. Outside the door, there are not only one hundred and eight guards, but even the white horse with the blood of the beast is not a good guy.

The Golden Campaign did not get their consent to open the door without fear, and was afraid that it would be strongly attacked immediately.

However, what made everyone stunned was that Hundred and Eight and White Horse Thunder did not mean any interference, let him open the door and set foot in it.

Ai Wenbin was happy in his heart and quickly stepped forward.

However, he has just come out of these steps, it has automatically stopped.

One hundred and eight, the unfeeling, embarrassing daylight, with J8r licking his mouth, revealing a fierce white horse lightning has turned his attention to him, and the murderous murder of the white horse has been aimed at himself.

Ai Wenbin believes that as long as he takes another step, the two big guys who are afraid to provoke will definitely rush to do it with themselves.

And want to play against them...

The consequence of Ai Wenbin can know the answer even if he doesn't have to think about it.

With a sly smile, he had to stop, but looked into the inside with worried eyes. However, in his heart, there is a hint of ignorance.

Although the Golden Campaign is a friend of He Yiming, he is a man of the Lingbi Hall, and he has not really become a guest elder. But in the eyes of these two, it seems that the Golden Campaign is far more reassuring than he is.

The rest of the sacred people are also tickle in their hearts, want to know what happened, but after seeing the two door gods, it is the same idea to dispel the idea of ​​entering.

Even Ai Wenbin was turned away, and they were innocent and boring.

After entering the door, the brow of the Golden Battle immediately wrinkled.

Today, He Yiming is sitting in a chair, but his breath is very different from the past. The feeling he brings to him is violent and fierce. It seems that suddenly there is a huge stimulus.

He is also experienced, and the first thought in his heart is that He Yiming is mad.

However, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ carefully sensed the breath of He Yiming, but he was surprised that these breaths were nothing but chaotic and orderly.

If this is also a sneak peek, then this kind of thing will not make people change.

At this time, He Yizhen’s eyes were already red, and in his eyes, everything he saw was with a red film, and in his mind, there were some strange things. Thoughts, his fists clenched, and his face was fierce.

The face of the golden battle flashed a faint color, and he quickly withdrew from the door, saying: "Hundred brothers, Bai Ma brother, congratulations to the brothers can not stop, we must stop him."

One hundred and eight Shen Shen: "How to do it."

The Golden Campaign hesitated a moment and said: "We have several people who will subdue him. Only if his infuriating flow no longer flows, it should be able to return to normal.

Hundred and eight seriously looked at him until the Golden Battle: When he was in the hair, he said: "Please, please."

After all, he held the treasure pig and took the white horse. He even went to the rear and showed a look of excitement.