V5.Chapter 108

His eyes searched around for a moment, and he Yiming said in a deep voice, "brother Bai, didn't Baozhu leave even a trace?"

He told Baozhu to wait here before leaving. With Baozhu's intelligence, even if something unexpected happens and he wants to leave, he will certainly not be silent, and will certainly leave some traces that people will pursue.

"Yes." 108 slowly said, "I have found the footprints of Baozhu, but unfortunately, the footprints disappeared halfway."

He Yiming frowned slightly and said, "what's wrong?"

"In front, there were two crazy people fighting and biting, and they destroyed everything." There was even a trace of annoyance in the voice of 108.

He Yiming sighed softly, and a sense of helplessness sprang up in his heart. In places like ghost crying ridge, if you encounter such a thing, it's really unreasonable.

With a wry smile, he said, "brother Bai, didn't you put a tracker on Baozhu?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"My task is to protect you, not Baozhu." Hundred and eight said naturally.

He Yiming immediately was completely speechless. He stood up, walked back and forth for a few steps, and casually said, "when you find Baozhu, hang a tracker on him."

"OK." Hundred and eight said very simply.

He Yiming looked around and couldn't help feeling a little confused. The ghost crying mountain was far beyond his imagination. Trying to find a pig here was basically equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack, which was an impossible task.

But at the thought of leaving Baozhu here alone, he Yiming's heart was agitated.

Although the time spent with Baozhu is only a few years, the relationship between them is absolutely extraordinary. Since Baozhu left Tianchi mountain and drifted with them all over the world, he Yiming was absolutely unable to leave it.

"Ow..."

When he Yiming was worried, a sad howl came from the distance, and ran towards him at a very fast speed.

He Yiming frowned slightly. Now he has a considerable understanding of these crazy people.

As soon as you hear this sound, you immediately know that this is a master who just couldn't stand the Yin evil Qi entering the body and became crazy.

After Hao Xue and others left, the man-made madness was impossible to appear, so this person should be lack of concentration, willpower, or cultivation, so the tragedy finally happened.

The shrill scream contained great pain, which was the final duel between the spirit and the spirit of evil. Under normal circumstances, this requires a process, and the length of time depends on whether the person's will is firm. However, for all this, although he Yiming was pitied, he could do nothing.

However, as the howling gradually approached, he Yiming's heart inevitably became more and more irritable.

He has made up his mind to wait for the return of Baozhu here. Naturally, these crazy people will not be allowed to destroy here.

He Yiming moved slightly, and he Yiming had left the place, facing the crazy cry.

His body method was as fast as lightning. Between several ups and downs, he had seen the crazy man. His hands touched his head, and his face was ferocious. Everything is in line with the characteristics of a madman. Just looking at his appearance, he seems to have the last trace of intelligence.

However, after seeing he Yiming, the man howled angrily, then put down his hands holding his head, clenched his fists, and fought like a boulder.

His fist is direct and powerful, which is the common characteristic of all crazy people. And because after madness, it also has the effect of stimulating potential, so the strength of this person's genuine Qi in his fist should be much higher than his real strength at ordinary times.

He Yiming smiled coldly. With a wave of his palm, he drew a small circle in the air, and a soft force gently waved out.

The power of wind and water combined to form a small whirlpool in an instant.

Once the vortex formed, it immediately rushed forward with a whirl. Although the man's fist power was huge, as soon as he encountered the vortex, all the forces immediately turned away, and there was no more impact on he Yiming.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After feeling the whirlpool power in the feng shui treasure fan, he Yiming had a new understanding of the cooperation of these two forces.

If he meets a normal level master, he Yiming naturally cannot use the Feng Shui power of the flower of water that has not been condensed to fight against it, but at this time, in front of him, it is a madman. This kind of person who has lost his mind and only knows to attack with brute force is the best trial opponent.

He Yiming waved his hands, and circles of all sizes constantly appeared in front of him.

Each circle is a whirlpool. Although the power of this whirlpool cannot be compared with the use of a dagger and a geomantic treasure fan, it is more than enough to cope with the current situation.

At the beginning, he Yiming just used the vortex for defense, using the external rotation of the vortex to control the other party's true Qi in other directions. However, with the continuous proficiency of this technique, he Yiming's use of Feng Shui is also more clear and chest.

Slowly, his circle began to spread outward, and in the end, it was like a huge rope, winding around each other's body in circles.

This is not the force of three points of imprisonment, but if it is simply in terms of power, it is still above it.

So far, he Yiming has a profound understanding of the method of using the power of Feng Shui integration. Moreover, with the use of this technique, he increasingly felt that it was mysterious and contained more powerful power. It's just that he Yiming's current strength can't give full play to this strength.

After waving his hands to the extreme, the man's action has become slower and slower. He is like a mosquito and fly trapped in a spider web. The more he struggles, the tighter the spider web becomes until he is choked.

He Yiming was so happy in his heart that he threw the man away like throwing something away in his laughter.

A sound like a heavy object falling to the ground sounded, splashing the sky with dust. The man jumped up from the ground without any damage.

He Yiming frowned slightly. He did not exert much force just now, but the other party was unscathed, but it was still beyond his expectation.

It can be seen that once you become a madman, not only your strength and speed will be greatly increased, but also your body's bearing capacity will be greatly improved.

However, it is precisely because of this that these crazy people can compete with normal human masters in ghost cry ridge without using war skills.

Of course, compared with the crazy people created by Hao Xue using coagulation, these crazy people who can't bear the pressure themselves are much worse in the growth of strength.

The man let out an increasingly shrill howl, and a wisp of bright saliva fell from his mouth.

He Yiming sighed softly, knowing that his final fate could not be avoided completely becoming crazy.

Suddenly, he Yiming found that this person's appearance seemed to be a little familiar.

It's just that this person's face has been a little swollen, coupled with the ferocious expression, even the closest person can't think of recognizing it.

The man pounced on him again, and the sharp breaking sound suddenly sounded.

He Yiming frowned slightly, raised his palm above his head, and then struck head-on in the thirty-six movements of opening the mountain.

With a loud bang, the man seemed to hit a huge iron wall, flew towards the rear, and hit the ground again.

This time, he Yiming still kept his hand, because in his heart, he doubted whether this person was old with him. However, it's a pity that this person's face has changed so much that he can't take a seat with anyone in his mind.

After being frustrated this time, the man turned up again, raised his head and made a thunderous howl. Then, the man turned around and left, fleeing at a faster speed than when he came.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. The crazy people he met before, because they had no mind and thought, only knew to kill, so they were all those people who were obsessed with fighting. They must fight to the death without killing the creatures in front of them or hearing the same howling nearby.

However, after many defeats, this person chose to escape from himself.

After pondering for a while, he Yiming suddenly realized that this person may still have the last trace of sanity, so his actions are no different from those of ordinary crazy people. But when he realized that he was far from his enemy, the only trace of intelligence still made him choose to escape.

He sighed secretly, but it was a pity that he could not avoid this unfortunate fate in the end.

Suddenly, he Yiming asked casually, "brother Bai, do you think this person looks familiar?"

"Of course." 108 naturally said, "you have known each other for more than a year, and you have met many times. Naturally, you will feel familiar."

He Yiming opened his mouth in surprise. He just said it casually, but bai08 seemed to have recognized the person's identity.

"Brother Bai, who is this person?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice. His heart was quite uneasy. He couldn't really be a familiar person.

108 calmly said, "Zhang Zhongying of Lingxiao temple."

He Yiming's face changed slightly. After being reminded by 108, he immediately confirmed the identity of the other party.

Although Zhang Zhongying's friendship with him is far less profound than that of the Jin campaign, he is, after all, an old friend who has known him since Tianchi mountain, and has given him great care all the way eastward. If he Yiming didn't know his identity, he Yiming naturally felt at ease and let him live and die, but since he knew it, he couldn't let go easily anyway.

He Yiming jumped up like a spring and chased Zhang Zhongying in the direction of disappearing like a meteor catching up with the moon.