V5.Chapter 100

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

After Hao Xue said this sentence himself, he Yiming could clearly hear the fast and powerful beating sound of his heart.

Atomizing magic weapon

In order to promote the real venerable person of three flowers gathering at the top, the full cultivation person must completely integrate the true Qi with the divine weapon, and absorb it into the body.

And if you want to do this, atomizing magic soldiers will be the only choice.

It can be said that only after the magic weapon is successfully atomized can it be inhaled into the body and be promoted to a powerful venerable person from then on.

Similarly, as long as the magic weapon can be atomized, it is equivalent to a foot has entered the realm of the venerable. As long as the magic weapon is absorbed into the body, and closed for a period of time, using the magic weapon to communicate with the power of heaven and earth, you can master various special abilities belonging to the venerable.

According to Hao Xue, as long as three blood clotting beads can be collected, the strong barrier between those who are promoted from the top to the top will completely disappear. What is needed is a certain period of practice, and they can successfully break through the limit.

At this moment, he Yiming was sure that if this matter was spread, all masters in the world would be crazy about it.

He took a deep breath, and slowly, the beating heart returned to calm.

Hao Xue and the others were also waiting silently, and they did not show any impatience. After all, they have also experienced this moment and know what kind of waves he Yiming's heart is at this moment. If he Yiming shows indifference, it will make them confused.

After a long time, he Yiming finally said, "I see. No wonder you walked together after entering ghost crying mountain, and you haven't practiced yet."

Hao Xue's expression was slightly stiff and said, "Your Excellency, you are also a strong man, so after hearing this, how do you feel?" He paused and said, "please tell me the truth. If there is such an opportunity in front of you, how will you choose? Do you choose to continue practicing and win the opportunity of the advanced venerable one out of 100, or use extraordinary means to ensure that you will succeed in advancing."

He Yiming thought quickly in his heart, but a moment later, he found out sadly. Even he himself was a little uncertain.

The temptation of being able to atomize magic soldiers 100% is really too great.

This temptation is like a person who has been hungry for three days and three nights and is about to starve to death suddenly sees a table of delicious dishes. Even if he knew that there was highly toxic arsenic in this delicious dish, he would choose to be a dead man.

For a martial arts master, this is definitely an irresistible temptation, even he Yiming, is also unable to resist.

"Your Excellency, you already know the use of blood clotting beads. And I can tell you the truth. Except for me, no cultivator below the venerable master the secret skill of blood clotting." Hao Xue's voice was full of temptation: "it's only a month to enter the ghost cry ridge at most. If you join us, maybe we can collect enough blood clotting beads in the remaining ten days. If you act alone, you will definitely get nothing."

He Yiming turned his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "how many coagulation beads have you harvested?"

Hao Xue hesitated for a moment. He knew that this was a critical moment. If he deliberately concealed it, he was afraid that it would have an adverse impact on the cooperation.

Because if each person has three, four people have to get twelve to make up the quantity that everyone is satisfied with. And every time you plot against one person, the risk of exposure is doubled, so you must not hide the real number, otherwise it will be difficult to end at that time.

He raised his head and said sincerely, "the three of us entered the ghost crying ridge for 20 days. Now a total of nine people have been plotting against us. In addition to the one next to you, there are also two careless misses, so we have harvested six blood clotting beads."

He Yiming answered softly, as if to himself: "six, plus this is seven. If you want three for each person, you need five."

Hao Xue's voice was low and had a trace of violence: "if you can get the help of huangquan gate's blindfold and concealment, you should be able to harvest five coagulation beads in five days."

He Yiming's eyes are full of murders. Five blood clotting beads represent five live lives, and this is the life of five masters of the three flower realm.

However, these lives are so worthless in the eyes of the three of them, just providing them with raw materials for clotting beads.

This mentality is infinitely close to the devil.

At this moment, he Yiming thought of the decisive battle between the East and the west, and thought of this ghost crying mountain.

He seemed to be stabbed by something in the bottom of his heart, which made his heart ache faintly.

The way of martial arts is getting farther and farther, that is, it is becoming more and more ruthless. Perhaps one day, he will become like these centenarians, all for the sake of interests, leaving behind all the human and worldly sophistication of everyone.

But that is definitely not now.

The hand holding the fork sword tightened slightly, and he Yiming's Qi was boiling, but his tone was completely opposite to his mood.

He said in a relieved tone, "OK, I accept your invitation."

Hao xuesan was overjoyed at the same time. They talked for so long that they even revealed all the old stories without reservation in order to get this person's understanding.

As long as this person agrees to work together, then everything is easy to say.

Whether they really join hands, worship or wait for the opportunity to kill this person together, in short, the current crisis is lifted.

However, Zhu Guanhao's face suddenly coagulated, and he exclaimed, "No."

Everyone's spirit tightened at the same time, and he Yiming's heart almost stopped beating.

His heart was extremely depressed. In order to hide his murderous heart, he even half closed his eyes and half opened them. If so, he Yiming would be detected by the other party, so he Yiming even had a suicidal heart.

Fang Sheng quickly asked, "brothers, what have you found?"

He Yiming and Hao Xue's ears almost stood up, and they were all waiting. Once Zhu Guanhao said something detrimental to themselves, they immediately began to try, even if the success rate was not high.

However, Zhu Guanhao seemed not to notice the tense atmosphere in the world at this moment. His voice was rapid and full of a feeling of fear.

"Have you noticed that the black fog here is much thicker?"

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and then everyone's face changed.

He Yiming's mind immediately flashed an idea. Before entering the ghost crying ridge, the Jin campaign once ordered that there was a restricted area in the ghost crying ridge, that is, the highest peak of the mountain. There is a very obvious feature, that is, the dense fog is much thicker than below. Even with their strength, they can only see the scenery within three steps.

At the time of parting, the Jin campaign told us that if we really entered such an area, we should leave immediately anyway.

Although I don't know what danger there is in the thick fog, since it can make the battle of Jin so tense, it will definitely not be a good thing.

However, he Yiming didn't panic at this moment, because among the people, only he knew that the reason why the fog here suddenly became so thick was not that they came to the top of the mountain, but because he was constantly running the power of the cloud.

Under the influence of this magical cloud power, the surrounding black fog is constantly attracted, which is like an energy gathering process. Taking this place as the center, like a vortex, the surrounding black fog is constantly attracted.

At the beginning, there were already some omens, but it was not very obvious, so everyone didn't care.

While talking, he Yiming was still running the power of cloud and mist in order to cover up his deeds as much as possible so that no one could see the flaws.

In this way, the black fog became thicker and thicker. Until now, it even reached the concentration like the peak. With their strong eyesight, they can only see three meters away.

For a time, it was as silent as death, and there was no sound except the roar of the mountain wind.

While he Yiming was considering whether to take this opportunity to fight, his ears moved slightly.

Then, everyone heard it, and a slight rustle began.

Although the sound is extremely light, people here are at least strong enough. When they listen carefully, the subtle rustle is as obvious as thunder.

He Yiming was just curious, guessing the origin of the sound.

However, Hao Xue's three faces changed greatly at the same time, and Fang Sheng exclaimed, "the thousand year catastrophe..."

Hao Xue shouted loudly, "let's go separately and get out."

Before his voice fell, the three men turned around and ran out of the mountain like lightning.

This time, they did not get together, but followed different paths, and in an instant they had been completely separated.

He Yiming looked at their performance with tongue tied eyes. He really couldn't understand what the hell these people were doing.

Looking at their appearance, they seemed to be greatly frightened, and this fear was completely from the bottom of their hearts, so that they couldn't even care so much about the plan to obtain blood clotting beads.

For a strong martial artist who has reached the highest level, it must be a very important thing to let them willingly abandon the opportunity of advanced venerable ones and escape.

If he Yiming is not sure that these black fog is not the black fog on the top of the mountain, but is summoned by his power of clouds and fog, he will also follow Hao xuesan to evacuate here in the first time.

Shasha's voice gradually increased, and he Yiming was also a little creepy. His body moved, and he had come to the source of the sound.

When he saw all this clearly, there was a black line on his face