V6.Chapter 430

The wrist turned slightly, and a small round object with metallic color had appeared in he Yiming's hand.

This is the item that 1008 secretly handed over to him before leaving. Even he Yiming doesn't know what it is.

He took down the tracker on his chest, and he Yiming tried to shout, "brother Bai, brother Bai..."

After half a ring, there was still no sound coming out.

This is the first time that such a thing has happened. In the past, no matter in any environment, as long as he starts calling, he will definitely be able to get the corresponding answer. But now there is no sound here. It can be seen that he really lost contact with 108.

However, this has long been expected by he Yiming. At the moment he passed through Iceland, he once lost his sense of the Shinto coagulation people, so he knew that in this short journey, he must have passed through a space. He and 108 are not in the same space, so it is naturally impossible to contact again.

After thinking for a moment, he Yiming put the round thing in his hand on the tracker.

Strange things happened, and the circular object immediately began to melt into a piece of gold, and wrapped the tracker.

Then the sound of 1008 rang.

"He Yiming, I will try to close the channel again."

He Yiming's face changed slightly and said, "are you brother Bai?"

"Yes, nor is it."

He Yiming stared, and then thought that the guy in his hand must not see his expression. He scratched his eyes and said, "who are you?"

"I am a signal terminal of 008, with all memory and some calculation ability." The tracker in his hand said slowly.

"You... What ability do you have? Can you help me deal with dead creatures?" Although he Yiming didn't understand it very well, he quickly accepted the existence of this thing.

After all, he Yiming is no longer surprised at the various abilities of 108.

"I can provide advice, but I can't help you fight." The signal terminal is quiet.

He Yiming sighed slightly and said to the incomplete version of 108, "OK, can you really close this channel?"

"There is a success rate of more than 80%

He Yiming's face changed slightly and said, "when will it close?"

"Within a year, it should be closed before Iceland disappears, otherwise it will have to wait for the next opportunity for Iceland to open."

He Yiming's face was mixed and said, "if you close this channel, will we stay here forever?"

"No, as long as you wait near the entrance after ten months, you should be able to withdraw smoothly before closing." The signal terminal paused and added, "if yuan Lixun and Baozhu can meet the standards I require, there will be no problem."

He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up. He finally understood that why yuan Lixun, Baima Leilei and Baozhu obediently went out was because bai08 made a commitment to them.

Hearing that 108 was sure to close the channel and let he Yiming and others out, it was like a drowning man grabbed the last straw. Yuan Lixun and others naturally did it without hesitation.

Of course, only one hundred and eight strange guy can win the trust of everyone. If you put it another way, no one can believe it.

However, 108 is different. His performance is obvious to all, and his magic is unmatched even by people in the Shinto.

Yuan Lixun and others' trust in him was by no means a whim.

Taking a deep breath, he Yiming digested the shocking news in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "brother Bai, this channel can't even be closed by dragons. Why can you do this?"

After being silent for a while, the signal terminal said in a mechanical and emotionless polyphony, "this channel was originally opened by me, and only I can calculate its closing point."

He Yiming's face twitched a few times, and his eyes gradually became angry.

The real culprit is here

The origin of 108 is mysterious. He Yiming thought he came from an overseas island at first, but later, with the broadening of his horizons, he knew it was impossible.

However, the relationship between them was already quite tacit and friendly at that time, so he Yiming never took this matter to heart again.

Now, he Yiming knows that the initial formation of this channel is also due to 108.

"Brother Bai, why didn't you close this channel completely at the beginning." He Yiming complained helplessly.

"When I came here at the beginning, I had run out of energy. After thousands of years of supplementation, I was completely restored, so I was really powerless." The signal terminal seemed to think for a moment, and then said, "but the channel was closed at that time. If those people hadn't opened the channel, this kind of thing wouldn't happen."

He Yiming sighed deeply and was speechless. 108 came here through this channel, leaving a tail that had not been cut off in time.

During his recuperation, some people in Shinto found this tail and gathered all the power of Shinto in the world to reopen it. It's really no wonder that such a thing happened to him.

Shook his head, he Yiming temporarily put these thoughts down, but he has firmly remembered that ten months later, before the channel has not been closed, he must return to the channel mouth, otherwise once bai08 really closed the channel, but he missed his appointment, it will be too late to cry at that time.

With a flip of the wrist, the mutation tracker in his hand has been put away.

This thing can only provide advice, but it can't fight side by side with him like 1081, so he should keep it well, but it can't be thrown out as a big pass.

As soon as his eyes turned, there were only Shinto coagulation people and clouds separated in the whole sky.

However, at this time, the volume of the cloud and mist has been reduced by more than half. Although it still retains the appearance of he Yiming, from the perspective of proportion, it looks like a little boy of five or six years old.

Dumbfounded, he Yiming knew that this was due to the fact that with the fierce battle, clouds and mist would use a little water every time they shot.

His body was originally formed by condensing a pot of water into fog. Now the water in the fog continues to dissipate because of attacking the enemy, and his size naturally becomes smaller and smaller.

With a slight wave of his sleeve, the clouds suddenly burst, turned into a water mist in midair, and instantly dissipated in the yellow sand all over the sky.

However, when he Yiming's eyes fell on the Shinto coagulation man, his face suddenly changed.

Because he sensed that the strength of blood clotting people seemed to have become completely different from before. An idea sprang up in my mind and quickly connected with the idea of Shinto coagulation people.

He Yiming's surprise became more and more intense.

At this time, even his mind seems to have become dozens of times stronger. Such a huge force of mind is not inferior to his just condensed mind.

He Yiming's face was unpredictable, and an incredible idea sprang up in his heart.

Could it be that in the process of promotion just now, even this Shinto clotting man also benefited a lot, and became a Shinto puppet who could be comparable with him?

This is not his conjecture, but what he sensed from the breath of the Shinto coagulation man.

Both the mental power in the brain and the power flowing between the 108 Buddhist relics in the human body show that the Shinto is clotting.

His power has surpassed the peak of humanity and reached the true realm of Shinto.

The biggest evidence is that what flows between the relics is not ordinary blood coagulation power, but the divine power of blood, which is the same power as the divine power of blood mastered by Jimo fanshu.

His throat stirred difficultly. He Yiming was really a little uncomfortable with this Shinto coagulant who suddenly became powerful.

God knows how this guy is advanced. This silent way is enough to make anyone scared.

He tried to give an attack order in his mind. The next moment, the Shinto coagulation man immediately raised his hand and gently scratched.

Far more powerful magical powers than before showed up in an instant. On the poor ground, before those huge holes could be filled, there was another huge cross hole.

He Yiming's face became quite strange. He was finally convinced that this Shinto coagulant man had become a real Shinto strong man. Before he shot, he didn't absorb the power of heaven and earth at all, but the power released was the real power of heaven and earth.

Every move and gesture is heaven's power, which is the only criterion for the strong of Shinto.

Suspiciously, he Yiming looked at the expressionless Shinto coagulation man, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind. The Dragon once said that the power of the Shinto coagulation man was far more than his initial state.

His eyes lit up slightly. He Yiming still admired the old dragon's eyes. A moment later, he had roughly understood the reason.

Shinto coagulates people's eyebrows are real Shinto relics, and even the auxiliary relics on him are real big relics.

The power he has is definitely more than the peak of humanity. As long as he can release the power of heaven and earth at the peak of humanity, he can have a glimpse.

The reason why he can't show his strongest strength should be affected by his own strength.

Only when he Yiming himself is promoted to Shinto, can people with blood clotting give full play to the power they should have.

He Yiming is a fan of this, but the old dragon can see it at a glance.

He Yiming's heart immediately relaxed, as if he had unloaded a huge burden, showing a happy smile.

No wonder he used to feel that there was something wrong with this Shinto person, and even his thoughts were so depressed. It was because his strength could not be fully released, so he had this feeling.

A satisfied smile flashed on his face. Anyone with a puppet of Shinto around him should be happy to find Bei.

"Boom..."

A huge wave of power suddenly came from a distant place. He Yiming was slightly stunned. He stared, but he saw nothing. Pondering for a moment, my body suddenly flew in that direction like an arrow leaving the string