V6.Chapter 301

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
The sky in the distance seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of fog, just like the morning fog that has not yet melted in the morning, pervading the endless sky.

However, when he Yiming stared at the layer of fog that almost didn't exist, his face was quite ugly.

Not only was his expression quite strange, but even the bold boar and the always fearless white horse thunder and lightning showed a faint fear at this moment.

Today, he Yiming and white horse thunder and lightning are the most powerful men in the realm of humanity.

This is the real strong one, standing at the top of the tallest pyramid in the world now. But even when they saw the faint fog over the city, they couldn't control it in their hearts.

He sighed deeply and murmured, "impossible, impossible..."

Baimahe Baozhu nodded his head at the same time. These two intelligent and powerful holy beasts agreed with he Yiming's words.

All three of them have strong ideas and successfully use their ideas to turn magic soldiers into light. Therefore, they can sense what the fog is.

That's an idea, a human idea

When he Yiming and others discovered this fact, the shock in their hearts was conceivable.

Although the human mind is strong, even the strong at the peak of humanity, their mind is extremely limited.

Being able to use six magic weapons is already the limit of a strong man. Even top players like Jimo fanshu cannot exceed this limit.

However, in the sky of this city, the light fog filled with it was all thoughts.

What a shocking thing it is. Such a powerful idea, not to mention the six magic weapons of Guanghua, even if it takes all the magic weapons of the world here, is not enough to Guanghua the idea that can envelop a city.

Looking at such a powerful idea rising, as long as a normal person can feel the power of this idea, he will be scared to stop.

"This is brain wave. It's really a strange brain wave." The sound of 108 suddenly rang.

He Yiming was stunned and said, "what did you say?"

"The energy above is the energy of brain waves, but strangely, the energy of brain waves is dispersed and cannot be condensed. What means do these people use to condense these energy together." Hundred and eight lowered his head, and his voice slowly sank down, as if he was lost in meditation.

He Yiming nodded slowly. He had understood that the brain waves in 108 mouths were probably what they said.

With a slight sigh, he Yiming said to himself, "powerful brain waves have been able to be nearly materialized. I really don't know how many strong people in this city have released their brain waves."

"Nearly 600000." 108 said in a cold voice.

He Yiming's eyes suddenly opened wide. At this moment, he even forgot to breathe.

All the actions of white horse and treasure pig also stopped abruptly, and the two holy beasts, one big and one small, turned their eyes to baiba at the same time, and their eyes had an incredible look.

Only he was more like a sculptural Shinto coagulant than 108. He still stood there calmly, as if he were a soldier waiting for orders to set out at any time, with a straight waist.

"600000..." he Yiming said astringently.

When he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was so hoarse. The lethality of this sentence was too powerful.

"Yes, nearly 600000." Hundred and eight definitely said.

Baozhu shivered. Without saying a word, he jumped down from the white horse's head, then turned around and walked towards the future. Looking at the little guy's unswerving pace, he was clearly telling everyone that you should die. I won't play with you anymore.

However, a hand fell from the sky, grabbed Baozhu by the neck and lifted it up.

Baozhu's small head turned around, and it was clear that the owner of this hand was he Yiming. Its small eyes dripped and turned around, and finally jumped into he Yiming's arms.

He Yiming shook his head and was about to speak, but he saw Baozhu's little hoof moving in front of his chest. Then he unexpectedly picked the space Necklace out of his chest and held it on his two front hoofs.

Looking at Baozhu's action inexplicably, he Yiming asked suspiciously, "Baozhu, what are you doing?"

The little guy snorted and snorted for a while. Of course, he Yiming was talking to 108, because he Yiming didn't understand what he was talking about at all.

108 honestly said, "Baozhu said that if you still want to go in and die, you might as well give this space necklace to it."

He Yiming realized that Baozhu was actually trying to share the stolen goods.

He pulled the little guy up, hit him hard, and said, "don't worry, I won't go in and die."

He sighed and said, "the western world is really strong, 600000 five Qi Great Masters. Why don't they come out and destroy all sects in the eastern world?"

The five Qi Great venerable is second only to the peak of humanity in the world, although in the case of one-on-one, the peak of humanity can easily kill the five Qi Great venerable. But when the number of five Qi Great Masters reached a terrible level, the strong at the peak of humanity had to turn around and escape.

Think about it, 600000 great masters represent at least 600000 flying swords. If these flying swords are released together, what a spectacular scene it will be.

He looked at the fog in the distance, and his heart became more and more cold. He seemed to see the scene of flying swords waving all over the sky.

Under the attack of this number of flying swords, I'm afraid that even the power of Shinto coagulation people may not be able to bear it.

The strength of this force has reached an indescribable level. As long as the temple is willing, they can sweep the world at any time and eliminate all forces against them.

To tell the truth, he Yiming didn't believe that there would be so many great masters in the Western temple, but he was more convinced of bai08's words.

108 seemed stunned and said, "they are not 600000 great masters, but 600000 ordinary people, of which the number of cultivators is less than one tenth."

He Yiming stumbled, and the body he had just turned suddenly turned back again. He looked at baiba fiercely and said, "what are you talking about? 600000 ordinary people."

"Yes." Hundred and eight said decisively.

"Nonsense." He Yiming was unhappy and said, "the only one who can produce ideas is the great master of five Qi. If ordinary people can produce ideas, then not all the venerable people in the world can advance to the state of the great master of five Qi."

His eyes lit up. A moment later, he said, "the ideas generated by these people are different from those of the great master. They are passive. These ideas can't attack others, but can only converge in some way." He shook his head and said, "however, I can't figure out what effect these brain waves can play."

He Yiming opened his mouth. After a long time, he nodded slowly.

Of course, 600000 great venerable beings cannot exist, but it is also a great thing that the temple has the ability to release and concentrate the thoughts of 600000 people, mainly ordinary people.

Vaguely, he Yiming also understood that there must be quite strict requirements to achieve this, and this method must be useless for the venerable, otherwise all venerable people in the whole western world would have promoted the five Qi Great venerable through this method.

Perhaps because they stayed here for too long, the thin fog over the city actually began to move here.

He Yiming's face suddenly changed. Although he had understood that these ideas that were almost to be materialized were not from the five Qi Great venerable, no one would feel good when he felt such a huge force oppression.

His mind turned, immediately patted the neck of white horse thunder and said, "thunder and lightning, let's see the power of thunder."

It's impossible to compete with this idea, but the lightning power of white horse is everywhere and the biggest nemesis of all illusions. Since that group of ideas did not condense into real objects, it is undoubtedly the best choice to use the power of lightning to deal with it.

The white horse hissed. Although the huge force of thought made it hair in its heart, the blood of the divine beast in its body made it proud and unwilling to turn around and run away.

Gently shook his body, and the huge purple lightning was immediately released from his body.

And the single horn on its head was even faintly bright, and then, one by one, thunderobots emerged from its single horn. Each of these leizhenzi is glittering with purple gold light, which contains huge and almost boundless power.

He Yiming's eyes were slightly bright. This was the first time that white horse thunder released its power after actinizing the artifact leizhenzi. Even he had a strong curiosity.

Although more than half of the 14 thunderbolts cannot reach the peak of the artifact thunderbolt sky, they should also be invincible in today's humane world.

After the appearance of these 14 thunderbolts, strong purple lights flickered around them, echoing the power of thunder and lightning on the white horse. However, in the light of these purple lights, some silver lightning flashes are also faintly visible. This is the lightning power of the silver eel king. Now it has been completely absorbed by the white horse lightning.

Just when he Yiming thought that white horse would release the powerful power of thunder and lightning, he saw a quite strange scene.

Slowly, the fourteen leizhenzi took the white horse thunder and lightning as the center, constantly floating towards the sky.

Every inch they rose, the distance between them widened a little. When they really came to the high altitude, the distance between the fourteen seismons was quite wide.

Then, the whole sky suddenly turned pale