V5.Chapter 227

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
After leaving the place covered with purple air, he Yiming looked back and said with a smile, "brother Chu and Lei Lei's luck is really good, and they have found such a good place. After this practice, at least brother Chu's years of hard work can be saved."

Chu Haozhou advanced five Qi Dynasty yuan for a short time. If you want to completely stabilize the realm, you need at least 12 years of hard work. However, since I met the rare purple gas from the East on the way, I can save the hard work of these years.

1008's eyes suddenly lit up, and the light like a small sun would shine nearby like day.

Previously, Chu Haozhou was here, 108 was quite restrained, and did not show any inhuman flaws. At the moment, since the eye-catching guy is gone, there is no need to hide it.

A moment later, one hundred and eight said, "there is still a cave ahead. There is no sign of life in it. You can enter it safely."

He Yiming shrugged his shoulders and said, "lead the way."

He Yiming still believes in the judgment of 108.

A moment later, he Yiming and his colleagues entered a huge cave again. The area of this cave is only a little smaller than the one with halo stone at the beginning.

However, after arriving here, he Yiming was slightly stunned, and then his face showed a look of bewilderment.

As 108 just said, there is no sign of life here. He's right. There are no living people here, but there are more than a dozen bones.

In other words, at least a dozen people have come here before, but these people are dead, so they can't be regarded as living people.

The strong light in the eyes of 1008 did not dissipate, but emitted light several times brighter than the torch.

With such lighting tools, he Yiming is quite comfortable.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, looked around carefully, and finally found a cave again.

This cave is the last passage besides the origin. When he arrived here, he Yiming finally understood that he was close to his destination.

Walking towards the last cave, he Yiming glanced at a corpse intentionally or unintentionally.

His feet suddenly paused, and his eyes, which had previously been indifferent, suddenly became dignified.

Slowly, he Yiming's Vest exuded a cold sweat. He desperately restrained his mind and pressed that huge fear deep in his heart.

He Yiming changed his direction and walked towards the corpse on the ground.

Although he didn't understand what he wanted to do, as a conscientious bodyguard, he silently followed he Yiming and turned around.

When he came to the body, he Yiming looked up and down.

This corpse has been dead for many years. Even his clothes have been completely rotten. The only thing left is a bone frame.

However, it was not this bone shelf that attracted the attention of he Yiming, but a few small beads flashing on the bone shelf.

With a move, the bone made a crisp sound, and the small round beads embedded in the bone immediately flew into he Yiming's hands.

He Yiming felt the power contained in the garden beads, and his face became quite ugly.

After pondering for a long time, he finally made a decision, calling with both hands. In just a moment, the skeleton cracked several places, including between the eyebrows on his head.

The neat six relics appeared in the hands of he Yiming, and one of them was a special large relic in the middle of the eyebrow.

Just now he Yiming suddenly stopped. It was because he accidentally saw the relic on the skeleton that he came to have a look.

He sighed with a long sigh. The man with six Buddhist relics must not be someone who has just been promoted to the throne, but a powerful man with five Qi Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty who is not under Chu Haozhou.

But even such a person would die here silently. It can be seen that this is by no means a good place.

Hesitated for a moment, he Yiming walked towards another skeleton. When he came to the skeleton, his face became more and more ugly.

On this corpse, there is also a relic.

The relics on the skeleton were called out. Although there were not six, there were as many as five.

He Yiming had a faint feeling of fear in his heart, which became stronger and stronger.

He quickened his pace and hurried around. The whole person fell into the ice, and even began to tremble.

Sixteen corpses, each with a relic, at least three, up to nine.

He Yiming knew that the number of Buddhist relics represented the achievement of martial arts before his life. According to Chu Haozhou, the four relics are already masters at the five Qi Chaoyuan level.

If there are nine Buddhist relics, then this person is already the top master next to the Shinto.

Looking at the sixteen large relics and dozens of small relics in the palm of his hand, he Yiming felt creepy and almost ran away.

No matter how conceited he is, he knows that he is definitely not the opponent of these people. Since even these people have died, it must be quite dangerous here, and in the face of this danger, he has no resistance at all.

108 looked at the relic in he Yiming's hand. He suddenly said, "do you need this thing?"

He Yiming was stunned and said, "do you have a relic?"

Hundred and eight stretched out his hand and dropped one relic after another from the palm of his hand. After a while, a whole seventy-two relics fell at the feet of he Yiming.

He Yiming suddenly felt that these relics had given him a kind of cordial feeling.

Hesitated for a moment, he Yiming carefully identified half a ring. Among the seventy-two relics, there were twelve large relics and sixty small relics. On every relic, there is a faint color of blood.

He Yiming pondered for a moment, and finally realized, "blood clotting people?"

Hundred and eight nodded slightly and said, "after the thunder and lightning broke up the blood clotting people, I picked up these beads."

He Yiming had mixed feelings in his heart. He thought of the contents of the blood clotting meridian, and looked at these large and small relics in his hand, and couldn't help but palpitate.

However, he also knew that it was not a day's work to cultivate blood clotting people, so he had to put the matter aside for the time being.

"Brother Bai, how many years have these people died?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice.

Bai 008's eyes turned on them and said, "at least more than 3000 years, but it's really strange that their bones haven't weathered. This should be related to the relic."

He Yiming nodded slightly. He Yiming was very clear about the magical use of the relic. Even the fog man could make it with this thing, let alone maintain the integrity of some bones.

"Check how they died."

His eyes became brighter and brighter. He didn't start, but lit them with light, which slowly dimmed down.

"These people were all hit in the chest, chest broken, and died on the spot." Hundred and eight said without hesitation.

He Yiming's face slightly changed, his eyes turned a few times, and he sternly asked, "did they die on the same day?"

This time, baibabin didn't immediately answer, but looked up and down the whole cave, and then said, "according to my survey and speculation about the direction of all the bones falling, these people should enter the cave at the same time, but somehow, something hit their hearts at almost the same time, so they all died."

He Yiming's face became whiter and whiter. If there was no mistake in the hundredth inference, it means that someone, or some kind of creature, shot and killed all the 16 venerable level strong men in an instant.

Sixteen venerable ones, how powerful this existence is, was killed like a chicken and a duck.

When he Yiming reacted to this fact, his heart was shocked.

Breathing deeply, he pressed down the boiling feeling in his heart, and his eyes tightly locked on the last cave.

He vaguely felt that if he walked in, he might be able to solve the mystery.

But what will you encounter after you go in? If you encounter the murderer who killed these sixteen venerable beings, then he is absolutely unable to fly.

Hundred and eight suddenly turned around and said, "I'll go and have a look first. Wait outside."

He Yiming was stunned and hurriedly grabbed him, saying, "danger."

There was no expression on his face, as if what he said was not his own: "I am immortal."

He Yiming opened his mouth, meditated for a moment, thought of his special place, and thought of the result that even the black shark king could not bite him, but broke his teeth, and the balance in his heart finally tilted.

Let go of his hand, he Yiming whispered, "be careful. If you really encounter something that can't be attacked, withdraw immediately. We can certainly escape together."

Even he Yiming didn't dare to say anything at this moment. In the face of such a terrible but ignorant thing, it was a blessing to escape safely.

Hundred and eight nodded slightly and walked towards the dark cave.

Seeing that his feet were about to step into it, he Yiming finally couldn't bear it, and softly shouted, "be careful..."

1008's figure seemed to move. He didn't look back, but said plainly, "trust me!"

With a flash of body shape, 108 completely disappeared into the darkness. He Yiming's mouth slowly wriggled: "of course I believe you, in addition to driving the ship, I definitely believe you..."

Alone here, time seems to pass very slowly. Especially looking at the bodies of the sixteen venerable ones, he Yiming felt even more frightened.

He pursed his lips, dug a big hole here, and pushed all the sixteen corpses into it for burial.

However, until now, there is still no news about 108.

He Yiming clenched his teeth and was hesitating whether to rush in regardless, but he heard a familiar sound of footsteps ringing from the cave