V5.Chapter 111

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
The whole body's true Qi flows endlessly, and he Yiming's body seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of cloud gas.

Although he entered here, he did not rush into it recklessly, but transformed the Qi in the Dantian into a special force of clouds to wrap himself up, and then entered this black fog.

Although he Yiming didn't know whether it was useful to do so, he did his best.

But at the moment, it seems that his efforts have not been in vain.

Even in this dark fog filled place, the power of clouds around he Yiming also has the most powerful hiding function. And the clouds around him seemed to gradually begin to blend with the surrounding black fog.

Slowly, he seemed to become a part of the whole black fog, as if he was this black fog, and this black fog was him.

Faintly, he Yiming caught a trace of inspiration in his mind, and he seemed to realize the original power of these mists.

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his heart. If he could calm down and practice here immediately, he would probably condense into a flower of fog by taking advantage of this insight.

However, a burst of hesitation in his eyes, finally forced his thoughts back, and did not continue to indulge in this magical feeling.

After all, it can't be compared with the bottom. If you enter the state of Epiphany here, God knows what will happen. He hesitated and finally gave up the opportunity.

However, although he did not condense the flowers of fog, he successfully integrated himself into this place with the control of the power of cloud and fog.

Feeling the bursts of black fog outside the body, he Yiming was shocked to find that the air of heaven and earth here was much thicker than below.

Compared with the two, it's like one is heaven and the other is earth, which can't be compared at all.

In fact, the air of heaven and earth in the black fog below is a qualitative leap compared with the outside, and the concentration of the air of heaven and earth here is more incredible.

He Yiming faintly felt that perhaps this place on the peak was the real purpose of the eastern and Western Shinto masters who used to cultivate the ruthless way.

However, all this has become history, and no one knows the reason.

He Yiming restrained his mind for a moment. He Yiming felt the endless Qi of heaven and earth pouring into Dantian and being assimilated. He secretly sighed in his heart.

If you stay here to practice, the speed can definitely be ten times higher than the outside world.

This is still the most conservative estimate. If you meet those practicing madmen, the speed will be faster.

Moreover, the advantage of practicing here is not only to speed up, but also to break through the limit barrier is much easier than the outside world.

He Yiming even has a strange idea. If the atmosphere of heaven and earth outside is so strong, the number of people promoted to congenital will at least increase a hundred times.

Not only that, the number of masters at all levels will also increase explosively. Even if it is to break through the realm of the venerable, it seems that it is not so far away.

Of course, this is just his imagination. If the air of heaven and earth really spreads out here, it will spread to the whole world, I'm afraid it won't even make a splash.

Just like a spring, no matter how good its taste is. But if this spring is poured into the sea, the only possibility is to be assimilated by the boundless sea.

And to tell the truth, in addition to he Yiming relying on his special constitution and not afraid of the attack of yin and evil spirit, if another person, even the venerable adult, would not dare to stay in this place for too long.

After all, the concentration of black fog here shows that when you have more abundant Qi of heaven and earth, you also have more powerful Qi of yin and evil.

He Yiming glanced behind him, and hundred and eight followed him silently.

He seemed to feel some pressure, so his actions became particularly gentle.

For 108, he Yiming is very relieved. Even if the Yin and evil spirit here is ten times stronger, he can't expect to have any negative impact on him.

The two men looked at each other and continued to walk in the direction of the hoof prints.

This time, their speed slowed down a lot, and as they continued to move forward, he Yiming was able to feel the gloomy and strange atmosphere and pressure here. It seems that there is a crumbling mountain above their heads, and it will fall down at any time.

Anyone under this great pressure will have a feeling of mental breakdown.

However, although he Yiming's grade is young, what he has experienced is enough for him to grow up completely.

Even in the face of this inexplicable pressure at the moment, he Yiming is fearless. His heart is as firm as a rock, and his eyes are full of strong will. He firmly believes that one day, he can have such a powerful power.

Follow the footprints of Baozhu slowly upward, and suddenly, a palm silently rested on he Yiming's shoulder.

He Yiming knew that only one hundred and eight could do this at this time. He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that 108 had raised a hand and gently placed it on his shoulder.

"Brother Bai, what's the matter?" He Yiming asked suspiciously.

His voice was much lower than usual. He said, "there is danger above."

He Yiming's spirit was immediately refreshed. Before entering the forbidden area, he knew there must be danger in it, but he knew nothing about where the danger came from. Now that 108 says so, it must have detected something.

"Brother Bai, what's the danger?"

Bai 008 didn't speak. He took a step forward, came to he Yiming, and then gently wiped it on the back of his head.

That half of his head suddenly sank into a flat transparent screen.

He Yiming fixed his eyes and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. At this time, what appears on the screen is not those images that can be easily distinguished in the past, but a blur of black.

However, in this black, there is a large section of red pattern.

He Yiming frowned slightly, and he couldn't see why.

"I use life exploration technology, and what you see is the terrain on the top of the mountain." A hundred and eight low voice came over: "that red pattern is something that has life. In popular parlance, it is a kind of life."

He Yiming has known a lot of things that he couldn't understand before when he got along with 108 for a long time.

So he understood that the meaning of life in 108 mouths should be some kind of creature.

In other words, at least one creature does exist on the top of the mountain. And the creatures that can survive in this environment must be some kind of powerful spirit beast.

Countless thoughts flashed in heyiming's mind.

He Yiming easily came to a conclusion after a series of events such as the forbidden area on the top of the mountain and the Millennium catastrophe were connected.

It is on the top of the mountain that there is a super spirit beast hidden. It is precisely because of the existence of this spirit beast that the strong at the venerable level dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool. Moreover, the taboos in the ghost crying mountain should also be related to this spirit beast.

He was even sure that those taboos were passed down from generation to generation for fear of offending the spirit beast.

He Yiming breathed deeply. When he Yiming knew that he was about to face such a terrible guy, his heart couldn't help beating faster. However, in his eyes, there was a strange light of excitement and fear.

He Yiming looked at it intently.

The red pattern displayed on the screen is an indescribable pattern.

He Yiming frowned tightly. He seemed to be familiar with this pattern, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

After pondering for a while, he Yiming asked in a low voice, "brother Bai, do you know what kind of spirit beast this is?"

"I don't know. There has never been any record of this creature in my database."

He Yiming was quite disappointed by bai08's words. He glanced at the hoof prints on the ground and said, "forget it, let's be careful and go over."

No matter what the spirit beast in front of him is, since Baozhu has passed, he must not sit idly by.

Hundred and eight seemed to hesitate for a moment and said, "according to my observation, this creature is very large. At least half of its body is hidden under this mountain, and only its head is exposed on the top of the mountain."

He Yiming's head suddenly lifted up, and his eyes tightly locked on the back of his head.

After hearing the inference of 108, he Yiming finally remembered that he had indeed seen this pattern, and this pattern also left him an unparalleled impression.

This picture turned out to be a python head.

In the past, the first spirit beast he killed in He Jia Zhuang was the golden crowned python.

Now it seems that this image is really similar to the head of the golden crowned python, but the python on the screen seems to have two small protrusions on its head.

He Yiming's face changed slightly. He knew that although he looked at the back of his head, the Python's head seemed to be small, much smaller than that of the golden crowned python.

But if you calculate according to the proportion in the screen, the head of this Python will occupy the whole mountain top.

In other words, in fact, the size of the Python's head is absolutely unparalleled. If the golden crowned Python in the past is compared with it, I'm afraid even the snake letter of this Python is a circle larger than it.

Thinking of this, he Yiming's heart was suddenly cold.

No matter what level the python is, in terms of volume alone, it is already powerful to an incredible extent.

He Yiming suddenly came up with an idea. He Yiming was afraid that only the people in the Shinto would release all the fire dragons in the Jiulong stove. Maybe it would be possible to kill this terrible gang.

Just when he sighed in his heart, the scene in the screen changed, and a lovely white pig appeared on the screen, but there was something on it that made he Yiming's eyes tongue tied