V6.Chapter 251

A man came out of the surging lightning flash.

There was no breath of life in this man. He was like a ghost walking in the dark night, walking on this boundless road with silent steps.

Behind him, the light of thunder and lightning seemed to be wrapped in a shining robe on his body, which illuminated him more and more dazzling.

For a time, everyone had a completely different sense of contradiction in their hearts.

This person seems to have become a combination of light and dark, appearing in their eyes in this strange and extreme way, and this scene will remain in their hearts forever.

Franklin's eyes contracted for a moment, and even the breath on his body was in a moment of chaos.

After meeting this person, even he felt a huge pressure.

Although he didn't release a little pressure on this person, the temple Pope who once fought with this person knew that the moment when this person released the earth shaking pressure was the moment of the battle between them.

He breathed deeply, and his hands holding the rod of light were slightly tight.

At this moment, the light power of the whole body seemed to be driven by some invisible force, forming defensive forces around his body.

Although Franklin also knew that this defensive means could not stop the other party at all, he still did so, because in the face of this person, he would rather do a lot of useless work than see the dark fork sword suddenly appear in front of him at the most critical moment.

"Fanshu sect leader..." Franklin said, "do you want to intervene in this matter, too?"

After hearing Franklin's name, everyone's face changed greatly, and they all thought of a person.

For a time, everyone's eyes looking at 108 were full of horror. Both Oriental and Western venerable masters would have a strong chill from their hearts after hearing this person's name. They even splashed a shiver on their bodies.

However, in their hearts, there are strong doubts.

Why did the big man come out of this lightning with huge power? What unknown relationship does he have with he Yiming!

Hundred and eight silently looked at Franklin, and there was no strong breath in him, but the more so, the Pope of the Western Temple became more cautious. He is not willing to make a rash move until he knows the purpose of the other person.

A moment later, Franklin said in a deep voice, "dear vashu sect leader, as far as I know, you are also excluded from the circle invited by Bing Xiaotian, just like us in the West." He paused, as if to give the other party time to digest this sentence, and said, "if the Lord of vashu is willing, let's join hands."

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He had calculated it in an instant. If he continued to talk about this topic, it would be a small effort to delay a quarter of an hour.

"Your Majesty the Pope, even if you and I join hands, it is difficult to compete with them."

At this time, he Yiming has come to the edge of the lightning area. He takes all the expressions on his face into his eyes, and he also sees the appearance of 108 at the moment.

Although it was only seen once with the ancestor of huangquan, the appearance changed by baiba was no different from that of the man who was backed by a high mountain and seemed to be carved in the same mold.

With his weird way of playing, it is more and more unpredictable.

At the moment, once he spoke, his tone and voice were the same as those of huangquan.

Even if Hao Xue was resurrected and the two vice sect masters of the huangquan sect came in person, they could not see any flaws in this fake.

Franklin naturally couldn't see anything more. He listened to bai08's words, smiled slightly, and said, "vashu sect leader, we in the western world have already joined hands. If you can also join in, it's the three peaks of humanity, which is enough to make Bing Xiaotian change their minds."

Everyone was silent. Franklin was right. The combination of the three top humanitarians was unimaginable. Maybe they can't directly compete with Bing Xiaotian and others, but if they just want to do damage, ensure that no one in the world can stop it.

No matter what Bing Xiaotian plans to gather the humanitarian peak strongmen in the world, as long as the three of them hide in the dark and make trouble, there is no reason for success.

1008's head shook slightly, but the range was quite strange. Even with Franklin's eyesight, he couldn't see whether he nodded or shook his head.

"Your Majesty the Pope, it is a great honor to have your invitation." A smile appeared on baiba's face, but the smile seemed a little gloomy and frightening: "after my careful consideration, I am very willing to complete this great feat with you."

Franklin breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Although huangquan Laozu is recognized as the first assassin in the world, after reaching his level of martial arts cultivation, he attaches great importance to his personal commitment.

Now that he has promised, no matter what happens, unless it is the active treachery of the Western powers, they are friends in the same trench in this matter, and there is no retreat.

He Yiming's mouth twitched slightly. At this time, even he didn't understand what kind of mood it was.

At the moment, his only thought is, if the ancestor of the yellow spring really meets the temple Pope in the future, what kind of communication will happen between them?

The camouflage of 108 is so powerful that even the strong at the peak of humanity don't notice anything strange.

Of course, this is also related to the way he appeared. If he did not appear in front of everyone in this gorgeous way, Franklin might not be really fooled.

His Majesty's eyes finally moved away from the strong man in front of him, and moved to the still flickering light.

His heart is also suspicious. In this light, there is a huge breath. The strength of this breath is absolutely shocking. Even compared with him, it seems to be better.

The breath that can be bigger than him, in this world, there is only the top holy beast.

Because the constitution of the holy beast is different from that of human beings. On their bodies, they can accommodate the Qi of heaven and earth, which is larger than that of human beings. However, the holy beast is inferior to human beings in the use of Qi and magic weapons.

If not, the result of the confrontation between the top strength of humanity and the top holy beast must be that mankind has lost a big loss.

Franklin can be sure that there is definitely a top thunder and lightning holy beast in the center of the thunder and lightning circle, but this holy beast seems to have a close relationship with he Yiming and ancestor huangquan, which makes him uncertain.

Hundred and eight frowned slightly and said, "what are you going to do now?"

His words immediately pulled Franklin's thoughts back. For these real human peak strongmen, nothing is more important than Iceland once in a millennium.

For this magical island, or to have the opportunity to promote Shinto, he did everything.

"Leave them." Franklin said confidently, "convey our meaning to Bing Xiaotian. They should have a wise choice."

It's really a serious warning to leave the top future venerable in all major sects, and when those big guys know that these are the joint efforts of the three top humanitarians, their ideas will certainly change subtly.

Hundred and eight nodded, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he didn't seem to really take each other's words to heart.

"Did you come alone this time?" Hundred and eight asked without haste or delay.

He Yiming praised in his heart that 1008 is indeed 1008. It has been almost a quarter of an hour since he said these words, and His Majesty the Pope of the temple was fooled by 1008.

He suddenly remembered that baiba once said that the Lord of huangquan had asked whether he was willing to be a killer.

At this time, he Yiming's heart also surged with the same feeling after seeing that it seemed to have been fully integrated into the role of the Lord of the yellow spring and talked with Franklin leisurely.

It's a pity not to be a killer with such magical power.

Franklin shook his head slightly and said, "the temple and the dark Council have joined hands. This time even Garfield has come."

Although in the impression of he Yiming and 108, there is no Garfield. But it is obvious that people who can be mentioned by Franklin in such an equal tone. Only one person in the whole west has such qualifications.

The president of the Council of the Dark Alliance, who, like the Lord of the Oriental yellow spring, likes to hide in the dark, is the top strength of humanity.

"Where is he now?" Hundred and eight eyes slightly bright, asked.

Franklin smiled bitterly and said, "according to the agreement, he should have come five days ago, but until now, there is still no news. Or..." he hesitated and said, "he was delayed by something."

As the top strength of humanity, there are basically no things that can threaten their life safety in this world, and only some accidents can affect their journey.

Hundred and eight nodded slightly, suddenly turned around and left, waving a trace of black light from his body, wrapped him and flew into the distance in an instant.

He Yiming widened his eyes. This guy's mind is really dense and terrible.

Even the magic light of the forked sword was simulated by making a full set of plays. If someone said at this time that this person was not the leader of the yellow spring sect, I'm afraid even he Yiming would not believe it.

His chest suddenly moved, and a faint sound echoed in his armor, and came into his ears at the next moment.

"Time is up."

Behind he Yiming, white horse thunder's body twitched gently, and its eyelids slowly opened, revealing a pair of beautiful, as if talking big eyes.