V5.Chapter 110

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
Although he Yiming and Jin Yingjun were talking constantly, most of their attention was focused on the unconscious Zhang Zhongying.

So when he showed signs of waking up, they immediately stopped talking and looked at Zhang Zhongying at the same time.

Zhang Zhongying's sober eyes were immediately caught by them at the same time.

"Brother Zhang is saved." He Yiming said excitedly.

The battle of Jin was also a happy face, which was completely from the heart and could not be faked at all.

However, they had just been happy for a quarter of an hour, and their faces were gloomy again.

Zhang Zhongying's mental recovery was just a moment, and the look in his eyes suddenly faded slowly.

As soon as Jin battle gritted his teeth, he stood up and said, "brother he, I want to take elder martial brother Zhang out, find the elders of the sect as soon as possible, and ask them to fight for elder martial brother Zhang to expel the evil spirit."

He Yiming's face changed slightly and said, "how sure are you?"

Jin battle smiled bitterly and said, "at most, it's only 50%, but if you don't cast magic to cure, then even 10% will be gone."

He Yiming nodded slightly. He knew that there was no choice.

Jin battle turned around and said, "brother he, are you going out with me?"

He Yiming was slightly stunned and said, "I still want to practice here for a few days. Take brother Zhang out first."

Jin battle hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Zhongying on the ground, and said, "brother he, you have entered ghost crying ridge, and you have achieved great success. It's no use staying any longer. It's better to leave with us." When he said this, his eyes were sincere.

Although he didn't speak clearly, he Yiming naturally understood what he meant.

As long as you look at Zhang Zhongying's appearance at this time, you can know what will happen if he is invaded by Yin evil Qi.

Since he Yiming has been promoted to full success, it's no longer meaningful to continue to stay here. In that case, it's better to leave early, so as not to inadvertently let the spirit of yin and evil enter the body and become the second Zhang Zhongying, which is not worth the loss.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. If Baozhu was still around at the moment, he Yiming was afraid that he would agree. But Baozhu didn't know where he went. Of course, he wouldn't leave alone.

Shaking his head slightly, he Yiming said perfunctorily, "brother Jin, if you want to stay here for a few days, you'd better go first."

Jin battle sighed helplessly and said, "in that case, brother he, take care of yourself." He paused and said, "in the ghost cry ridge, the longest time we can stay is one month. If we don't come out after one month, it's basically impossible to come out again. Brother he, you should keep this in mind."

He Yiming nodded his head seriously and kept his advice in mind.

Jin battle stepped back, bowed deeply to he Yiming and said, "brother he, the younger brother represents brother Zhang. Thank you for saving your life."

He Yiming's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up and said, "brother Jin is too polite."

With a heavy nod, Jin battle carried Zhang Zhongying on his back and said, "brother he, I'm waiting for you in the LingXiao palace. After you arrive, I'll close the door and refine the Dragon spear."

There was an indescribable seriousness in his eyes. He Yiming's heart warmed and nodded heavily, saying, "well, within a month, my little brother must go to the Lingxiao temple."

Jin Zhan took a final look at him, turned around and left.

Although there was one more person on his back, he seemed to have nothing when he walked. With one step, the ground under his feet seemed to be shortening as soon as possible.

When his other foot landed, it was already dozens of feet away.

In order to leave the ghost crying ridge as soon as possible, the Jin campaign used the light body skill of Wanli Xianting from the beginning, and it seemed that he wanted to maintain it until the end.

After seeing off the Jin campaign, he Yiming regained his sight.

He shouted in a certain direction, "brother Bai, we can go back."

He Yiming would not have left the place if he hadn't pursued Zhang Zhongying. He must wait until Baozhu returns before he can safely leave here.

Of course, this is because he has firm confidence in Baozhu. With the strength of the little guy, he will never fall here inexplicably.

However, he did not immediately wait for the response of 108.

He Yiming's heart couldn't help lifting up. After losing Baozhu, he Yiming absolutely didn't want to lose 108 again.

His figure flashed, and he left quickly and returned to the original road. He was very suspicious whether 1008 had followed.

However, he just ran a few steps and suddenly stopped, because the tracker under his neck began to vibrate slightly. He Yiming couldn't wait to take out the tracker and whispered, "brother Bai, where are you?"

"Thirty feet behind your left."

"What are you doing there?"

"I found the traces left by Bao Zhu." Hundred and eight said slowly.

He Yiming was overjoyed, like a bomb of joy exploding in his chest, which made his voice full of joy: "I'll come."

As soon as his voice fell, he ran in the direction of 108.

Just in a flash, he had arrived there. As far as his eyes could reach, 1008 was standing straight like Cangsong.

Looking in the direction of bai08's fingers, there is a small but not very obvious hoof print on the ground. Looking up and looking straight in front of the hoof print, there is also an identical hoof print not far away.

The traces of these hoof prints are clearly deliberately left, and the weight is just right. Except for 108, it is unlikely that others want to see and pay attention to these hoof prints.

He Yiming's eyes turned to baiba, and he slowly nodded his head and said, "when you were talking with Jin battle, I accidentally found the hoof prints here, and compared them with the places that had disappeared before..." his voice also seemed to have a trace of comfort: "it can be right."

He Yiming said with a smile, "brother Bai, it seems that good people are rewarded."

When Zhang Zhongying was called out by 108, if he Yiming did not follow up with the heart of helping, it would be impossible to encounter the Jin battle and stop here. In this way, it is naturally impossible to find the hoof prints left by Baozhu.

Now that they have found the traces left by Baozhu, they naturally follow the traces slowly.

Although Baozhu's hoof prints are jumping from east to west, the general direction has not changed, that is, after circling for a long time, in short, they are getting higher and higher. It clearly seeks a way to the summit in a special way.

When he Yiming saw this, his face suddenly turned dark, as if he could squeeze out water at any time.

The Jin campaign once explained that there was an absolute forbidden zone in the ghost cry ridge, which was the peak with dense black fog.

And the news he got from Zhu Guanhao seems to be closely related to the Millennium catastrophe and the dense black fog three steps away from the peak.

So when he Yiming determines the direction of Baozhu, the shock in his heart can be imagined.

Sure enough, with their continuous progress, the black fog in front of them seemed to be gradually enriched. Although it was not as exaggerated as the absence of a human figure three steps away, it was not comparable to the black fog concentration in the middle of the mountain.

He Yiming suddenly stopped, and baiba also stopped steadily with his body shape.

Silently glancing at him, he Yiming suddenly said, "brother Bai, I remember your previous commitment, which seems to protect Li Xun and me."

008 nodded mechanically and said, "yes, protect you."

I don't know whether he intended it or not. In short, he didn't say the specific date.

He Yiming smiled and said, "then I hope you promise me something."

"What?"

"Later, if you really encounter something irresistible or disaster, try to escape by yourself." He Yiming said positively, "after escaping, go to northern Xinjiang, and don't forget to fulfill your promise."

His eyes suddenly lit up. He glanced in the direction above his head, as if he understood the meaning of he Yiming.

"Actually, you don't have to go." Hundred and eight deep voice.

He Yiming laughed and said, "brother Bai, I'm just in case. No matter what's on it, it may not be able to leave me."

There is a sense of pride in his words.

Indeed, he Yiming's ability at the moment, especially the top lightness skill and earth drilling skill of the wind system, may not be able to catch up if he wants to escape with all his heart, even with the power of the venerable.

Therefore, he also has strong confidence in himself.

Of course, this confidence is the confidence to escape, not the confidence to win the war.

Hundred and eight seemed to respond, and the brightness in his eyes was obviously dimmed.

He Yiming took the silver ring, opened the space, hesitated, and finally took out the Jiulong stove.

When this artifact was held in his hand, his heart was immediately full of confidence, just like holding a big knife. Even in the face of any danger, he had the confidence to avert danger.

Taking a deep breath, they continued to walk forward.

Slowly, the surrounding black fog seemed to become more and more dense, while the hoof prints left by Baozhu on the ground still kept an equal distance. It seemed that the black fog here could not cause any obstruction to Baozhu's vision, and its running was not affected at all.

Finally, he Yiming stopped. In front of him, the black fog seemed to have a clear dividing line.

This dividing line is beyond he Yiming's arm and within reach.

Within this dividing line, the concentration of black fog inside has reached an incredible level only by eye observation.

Although the concentration of the place where he is at this moment has increased greatly, it is nothing compared with the boundary.

He Yiming immediately understood that within this boundary, it should be the forbidden area mentioned in the Jin campaign.

He Yiming lowered his head and looked at the direction indicated by the hoof print. He took a deep breath and stepped into it