V6.Chapter 459

"Whoosh..." the fierce air breaking sound suddenly crossed the air.

But before the sound sounded and burst out, a light had suddenly lit up in front. Under the shadow of this light, the body of a silver monster in front lit up, and then turned into a void and completely disappeared.

He Yiming frowned and shook his head. He sighed softly and said, "failed again."

Mou Zilong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "brother he, don't lose heart. We've only tried dozens of times. How can we succeed so easily?"

He Yiming smiled dumbly. Compared with these Shinto predecessors, his state of mind really had some problems.

For a long time, he Yiming has been following the wind and water in the cultivation of martial arts, and has almost never encountered too many setbacks. This time, the reason why he proposed to help Mu Zilong transform the more than 8000 thunderbolt guns into variant thunderbolt guns was actually because he had a certain degree of confidence.

But he didn't expect that the process was far less smooth than he thought.

The strength of the light power sealed in the thunderbolt gun is simply terrifying. He Yiming knows that this person's cultivation must have reached the realm of hypocrisy, and because he is specialized in cultivating an attribute skill, the strength of his light power is far beyond his expectation.

With a long sigh, there is still a big difference between the martial arts of the East and the west, especially the light and dark martial arts cultivation methods, which are more and more systematic, far from what you can see through.

In contrast, he Yiming's mastery of the five element skill in the eastern world is quite complete.

With his wrist turned over, he took out a thunderbolt gun again. He gently stroked the smooth and cold body of the gun, felt the powerful force surging in it, and muttered words in his mouth, as if he was inferring something.

Mou Zilong glanced at the distance, where there were holes, some of which had been filled by quicksand, but some still existed.

These holes are the result of the failure of he Yiming's experiment. In each hole, there is a silver dead creature, which he caught himself. Although he also wanted to catch several golden monsters, unless he was a strong hypocrite, he could only kill them with his strength, not capture them alive.

Nodding at the Shinto puppet responsible for guarding not far behind he Yiming, Mou Zilong said, "I'll catch another monster." After that, he didn't care whether the Shinto puppet could understand it or not. His body shook slightly, and he had left the original place.

After a long time, the sand below gently turned up, and two lowest monsters emerged from the sand. They walked through the sand without specific goals. At this time, they also wanted to see if there was any life nearby.

Just as their heads just appeared, two powerful forces suddenly poured down and heavily stabbed into their bodies.

The Shinto puppets who originally stood behind he Yiming did not know when they had arrived here, and his feet nailed them into the sand like sharp blades. An invisible force came into his body along his legs, connected by 108 relics, and finally gathered in the Shinto relics.

He Yiming seemed to feel something. He looked down at the puppet and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Taking the Shinto relic as the Meixin relic is a unique initiative of he Yiming. Before this, even the strong Shinto who once created this magical skill could not do this.

Therefore, after the Shinto puppet was promoted to Shinto, considerable changes also took place in his body. The most surprising thing is that whenever he kills a monster, he will absorb a little death from it into his body, and finally hide it in the Shinto relic in the center of his eyebrows.

The most obvious ones are undoubtedly those golden monsters. As long as circumstances permit, Shinto puppets will suck them alive into mummies. And every time a golden monster is absorbed, the energy contained in the Shinto relic seems to be more powerful.

Such a change was also unexpected for he Yiming, but he did not stop it. The stronger the power of the Shinto puppet, the safer he Yiming itself is. If one day, the Shinto puppet can be promoted to the false god state in advance, he will laugh in his dreams.

At this time, he took the thunderbolt gun in his hand and once again began to feel the power fluctuation that had been felt thousands of times. But so far, he still can't think of any way to let him use the power of light and darkness to replace the pure light power inside.

Although the power of the combination of light and darkness seems to be stronger than the power of pure light, the problem is that due to the different casters, the pure light power inside actually contains a unique force similar to seals and fields. Under the suppression of this force, he simply could not break the thunderbolt gun without damaging it.

Of course, the amount of power sealed in this is not much. If he Yiming ignores the thunderbolt gun, he just needs to forcibly erase it. But in this way, this mouthpiece will also be broken and discarded, which is no longer useful.

The figure flickered in the distance, and Mou Zilong had returned, holding a silver monster in his hand. Although there was no beam on it, his body could not move at all.

Mu Zilong came to he Yiming and said with a smile, "brother he, don't worry. Even if you miss this opportunity, you can study it slowly in the next hundred years."

He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "in another hundred years, I'm afraid it's useless."

Mou Zilong looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help guessing the meaning of this sentence, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't guess the real answer.

Because closing the channel is something that all Shinto strongmen can't handle, he doesn't believe he Yiming can solve it alone.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of the power of heaven and earth came from the distance again.

This power fluctuation is more powerful and incredible than the last time Ao Borui advanced to Shinto, and even he Yiming was deeply shocked by it.

When a strong Shinto is promoted, it will certainly cause violent fluctuations in the power of heaven and earth. It can be said that as long as you are on the same continent, this fluctuation can't hide from others.

After one experience, he Yiming immediately understood the meaning of this fluctuation.

He frowned slightly, searching for those familiar names in his mind. Unfortunately, he couldn't take his seat according to the number.

Looking up, he Yiming smiled bitterly at Mou Zilong, who looked strange. "Brother Mou, this force is quite strange. I can't guess who advanced."

Mu Zilong shook his head slowly and said, "you can't guess."

He Yiming was stunned and said, "why?"

"Because this is not the promotion of the peak of humanity, but the promotion of the realm of emptiness." Mou Zilong said with great emotion.

"Virtual God realm..." he Yiming said Liran, "someone has advanced into the false god realm?"

Mu Zilong nodded slowly and said, "this is a big event. For us, we have a greater grasp of being able to support, but we don't know who is so lucky." There was a trace of envy and loss in his tone, and he obviously regretted that he had not advanced.

He Yiming looked ahead, and he carefully felt that powerful and strange force.

His heart was suddenly touched, and his eyes faintly brightened.

The power of the strong in the false god realm is indeed different from that of the virtual God realm. The fluctuation of the power of heaven and earth caused by the advanced stage is even more far-reaching. The most important thing is that there seems to be something more in the fluctuation of the power of the strong in the false God realm. It is precisely because of this kind of thing that the whole power system becomes higher.

Although the attribute of this fluctuation is different from the power of light, he Yiming faintly sensed some of the most critical things.

Gradually, his eyes became brighter and brighter, because he had grasped something, although these things were not complete, and could not help him advance into the realm of hypocrisy. However, it is more than enough for him to solve the problem of thunderbolt gun.

Mou Zilong sighed for a while. When he looked back, he just saw the fleeting brilliance in he Yiming's eyes.

He was slightly stunned and immediately understood that he Yiming must have understood something. The old man's heart became more and more bitter, but at the thought of he Yiming's real age, he couldn't mention any jealousy at all.

He Yiming stretched out his hand and gently placed it at the end of the thunderbolt gun. The power of pure light slowly entered it. This time, the power of light did not enter directly, but spread around, slowly invading in a way of virtual reality.

This is the way of emptiness and reality that he Yiming experienced from the feeling just now.

The power in the seal loosened for a moment, and then slowly poured out backward. Under the guidance of the power of emptiness and reality, it entered the Dantian of he Yiming in this way.

His eyes are more and more bright. This is the divine power from the strong in the false god realm, which has indescribable great benefits for he Yiming to understand the false god realm in the future.

He originally just wanted to replace the power inside with the power of light and shadow, but after this understanding of the way of emptiness and reality, he sucked the power of the false gods into his body. This unexpected joy made he Yiming very excited.

He Yiming tried his best to calm down by inhaling some rough air deeply. The light and dark force on him was boiling and slowly entered the thunderbolt gun.

This process is quite simple and familiar to him. In just a moment, he has completed the indoctrination.

His eyes suddenly coagulated, and he Yiming's expression immediately became solemn.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a gun shadow appeared out of thin air. The mutant thunderbolt gun came out of his hand and stabbed at the unlucky silver monster thrown into the sand by Mou Zilong like a fly