V5.Chapter 73

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
"After people die, especially when thousands of people die in war, they will produce a lot of essence and evil Qi. If you collect the essence, it can be perfectly combined with the Qi of heaven and earth. For cultivators, it is also the first-class tonic in the world. Anyone practicing under this environment can achieve twice the result with half the effort. In addition, that a lot of evil Qi is the best choice to help people harden their spiritual will, only To be able to keep a clear head in this evil spirit and not be moved by it will have an unparalleled effect on personal spiritual cultivation. And the combination of the two is the best way to break through the limit and reach a higher level. "

When the Jin campaign finally said what he Yiming had guessed, he Yiming's face had become unparalleled.

Jin battle didn't seem to see he Yiming's face, but stamped his feet slightly, Avenue: "The essence and evil spirit on the central Great Plains will spread to the ghost crying mountain in some way. This transformation array has been passed from ancient times and has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Whenever there is a war between the East and the west, there are also masters in the ghost crying mountain. But not all masters can come out of the ghost crying mountain in peace. Those who have too low cultivation and are not strong enough will will have no return. But even so, everyone who knows this thing Love is just in time, and most of them still choose to join it. "

He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "I understand that if people who practice martial arts are just in front of the barrier and can't break through, they won't want to miss it, no matter what price they pay, even if there is only a chance."

When he said these words, he Yiming thought of the days when he used to cultivate the fifth level of internal strength.

Before he came into contact with the adventure at the bottom of the lake, those days brought him an unforgettable feeling, but it was the hardships of those days that made he Yiming accustomed to unremitting efforts and had the opportunity to take off in the future.

His feeling of hesitation and helplessness when he couldn't break through was also very deep, very deep

"Brother he, now that you know the origin of ghost crying ridge, are you going to enter it?" Jin campaign asked in a deep voice.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "what's brother Jin going to do?"

"Kim naturally entered it." Jin campaign said without hesitation, "I can't stop the outbreak of war. In fact, no one in this world can stop it. Because the interests involved are so great that anyone who wants to stop it will be crushed by the strong forces of the East and the West."

Hearing the words of Jin campaign, which were half persuasion and half warning, he Yiming's face changed slightly.

However, the Jin campaign is not wrong. Since the Great Plains and ghost crying mountains have such a magical effect, no matter which force will not give up easily. Especially for those big sects or families, they spare no effort to cultivate the next generation of disciples.

Let alone sacrificing some unwitting troops of both sides, even those who sacrifice ten times more, as long as their interests are not harmed, they are indifferent.

At this moment, he Yiming clearly felt a deep chill.

The top masters in the East and the West tacitly maintain all this. When the Shinto masters have not disappeared, all this is created by the Shinto masters who cultivate the ruthless Tao.

However, when they created all this, no one came out to blame, even those who practiced the rest of the way turned a blind eye.

Perhaps, they also know that their later brothers will benefit here.

Thousands of years ago, Shinto masters disappeared, but it still exists here, and there is a trend of becoming stronger and stronger.

He Yiming is very clear that the words of the Jin campaign are not exaggerated at all.

Anyone who wants to stop all this will be against the super masters of the whole East and West.

Unless it is the legendary Shinto master who has the infinite magic power of summoning the wind and rain, no one can stop it anymore.

He Yiming looked at his hands, although he had firm confidence in his strength. But he shuddered at the thought of this huge power spread throughout the East and West.

This is really not something he can stop.

Jin battle looked at he Yiming, who was gradually calm and somewhat restored to normal, and said, "brother he, since you can't stop it, then join in."

He Yiming looked up in surprise, and Jin battle's expression was extremely solemn, saying, "this world is a world where the strong are the most respected. If you want to get a greater voice, you must have the corresponding strength. Entering ghost crying ridge is undoubtedly a shortcut." Jin battle's tone suddenly turned and said, "of course, if brother he thinks that ghost cry ridge is too dangerous or his will is not strong enough, he might as well postpone one time and choose to enter when the next war breaks out."

When Jin battle said this, there was no irony at all.

After all, the people who are qualified to enter ghost cry ridge are at least over 100 years old. They not only have superhuman cultivation in martial arts, but also have experienced countless things in their lives. Their hearts are originally quite indifferent, and as firm as a rock, they are not easily affected by the evil spirit within the ghost crying mountain.

But he Yiming is different. After all, he is still too young. Even Jin battle is worried about whether he has the ability to resist the attack of evil spirits.

He Yiming thought silently, and his thoughts were as active as water splashed by waves. After a long time, he Yiming raised his head, and his voice was as calm as the mountain and rock: "I'll go..."

Jin battle nodded slightly, and his eyes moved to the south, where there is one of the most mysterious and vicious places in the world.

Two figures walked side by side. Their movements were easy and enjoyable, but their speed was extremely fast.

Before long, they had come to the front line city on the Great Plains, which was also very famous in the great Shendi.

Under the city wall, countless blood flows. If these blood add up, it is more than enough to fill the whole moat.

After a battle, the general stationed here in the previous dynasty changed the name of the city to blood butcher City, and this very vivid name has been preserved until now.

It is said that the city has changed its ownership countless times during many offensive and defensive wars, but in the end, the sovereignty here is still in Dashen's hands.

Just as across the far prairie, the first city established by the West has also changed its ownership many times, but it is finally in the hands of the western countries.

When the two figures of he Yiming appeared under the blood slaughterhouse, it immediately caused a slight commotion.

They actually came from the west, and what was stationed in that direction was such a vast western army. The two of them swaggered from there, which naturally aroused the suspicion of countless people.

Just came under the city, there were more than ten strong bows aimed at them. More than 20 soldiers pointed their long guns at them as if facing the enemy.

He Yiming and he Yiming looked at each other and smiled. For these dangers, they never took them to heart, but felt quite interesting.

Jin battle originally wanted to teach a lesson, but he Yiming stopped it.

He looked at the eyes of these soldiers, and there was a hint of vague pity, which made the golden battle sigh.

After all, he Yiming is still he Yiming. No matter how powerful he Yiming is in martial arts, he Yiming at the age of 20 cannot be compared with the golden battle of more than 100 years old.

The news that two strangers came here from the West was immediately reported. Although the soldiers stayed beside them like prisoners, they did not come up to push and shove, nor did they intend to use torture tools.

Otherwise, even with the persuasion of he Yiming, the Jin campaign will be merciless.

Powerful warriors are superior wherever they are. This is a fact that cannot be erased in any case.

After a while, a senior officer came here immediately. As soon as the man saw the battle of Jin, he hesitated for a moment, and then immediately walked up respectfully. Under the eyes of everyone, he invited the two of them into the city.

This city is completely a huge barracks, but even in the barracks, as long as you have enough power and strength, you can also enjoy the treatment that ordinary people will never enjoy.

In the center of the city, in a huge mansion, there are also beautiful maidservants and well-trained servants with humble attitudes, flexible hands and feet. After entering this courtyard, which can be called a mansion, he Yiming really had a feeling of returning to shaomingju, the capital of the northwest Tianluo country.

A hearty laugh came from the inner courtyard. Before people arrived, the voice came first.

"Brother Jin, I haven't seen you for more than 30 years. Do you still remember my little brother?"

Three people came out of the inner courtyard. Their grades were similar to each other. They looked like middle-aged people at most, but he Yiming knew that their age was definitely not as young as their appearance.

Jin battle carried his hands on his back, glanced at the three of them, and said with a smile, "they are old friends. It's really rare to meet again here."

He half turned around and said, "brother he, these three are the masters of the three aristocratic families in the mainland, Zhu Guanhao of all families, Fang Sheng of the Fang family, and..." his eyes paused slightly and said emphatically, "Hao Xue of the Hao family."

He Yiming's eyes lit up slightly. Just now on the Great Plains, the Jin campaign had mentioned several aristocratic families in the mainland, and these three are the best of them. Although he had a premonition, it was impossible for several aristocratic families in the mainland to miss the opportunity of this war. Recently, I should meet experts from mainland aristocratic families, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.