V6.Chapter 609

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
The purple golden light shrouded within a hundred feet, and it was quite coincidental that this distance was so close to the general scope of the field.

A faint current flickered in this light, which was the result of the overflow of powerful power.

He Yiming quietly felt this incredible power, and his face gradually became quite interesting.

He clearly sensed that the power contained in this purple golden ball was even stronger than that of Jiulong stove.

He was surprised and unsure. He didn't expect that the power of thunder and lightning was really so powerful. However, it must be difficult to complete the control. With the current strength of white horse thunder, I'm afraid it's difficult to use this super artifact at will.

With a long hiss, the white horse glanced at he Yiming discontentedly, but then it immediately turned its head, because even it had to admit that he Yiming was completely right.

He Yiming said, "put it away."

The white horse hissed again, and a purple light flashed from one corner of his head, and it was on the ball.

In an instant, a strange feeling surged in their hearts, and their thoughts seemed to enter a magical space. In this space, it is actually full of violent endless lightning and thunder.

They couldn't see the end at a glance. Similarly, they couldn't feel the end of this space. The only thing they could see was that the incomparably disordered power of lightning was raging madly here.

Fortunately, this feeling lasted only a moment and immediately disappeared.

He Yiming's thoughts returned to their noumenon, and they saw that the purple golden ball had disappeared into the sole corner of the white horse under the purple light.

They looked around and suddenly found that the whole sky was clear.

Just now, the dark clouds rolled, and the scene of the end of the world has completely disappeared.

The big eyes stared for a while. At the same time, they understood that the huge dark cloud layer attracted by the Dragon had all turned into the power of heaven and earth, and became the "nourishment" for smelting the whole set of artifact thunderbolt sky.

Once they thought that they needed such a huge power of heaven and earth to smelt this artifact, he Yiming and them were a burst of surprise and joy.

Vaguely, they all know that this artifact will definitely have a more powerful development in the future.

"Lightning." He Yiming patted the white horse gently, as if to say to himself, "I understand that if we want to completely control thunderbolt sky, we must tame the thunder and lightning in it, otherwise we can't really control this artifact."

Thunder and lightning tilted his head and thought carefully for a moment. Finally, he nodded his head slowly and approved he Yiming's words.

However, he Yiming and his two accompanying beasts felt a faint pain at the thought of the thundering world just now.

Suddenly, a long howling sound came from the distance. He Yiming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "brother Bai is urging us. Let's go over."

He picked up the pig, rode on the white horse, and turned into a white Aurora, which was gone in an instant.

At the moment when the white horse started, he Yiming and his team were surprised again.

Compared with the past, the speed of white horse thunder seems to be three points faster.

The speed of white horse thunder and lightning is rare in the world. Even Samoud, who controls the space field, cannot surpass white horse in the speed of straight-line pursuit.

At this point, it is extremely difficult to increase the speed a little.

However, after successfully smelting the artifact thunderbolt and integrating it into the body, the speed of the white horse really soared by as much as 30%.

With a slight movement, it was like an electric light.

The white horse hissed happily, and the horse kept moving forward, but for a moment it had come to the side of the hundred and eight people in the distance.

However, after arriving there, he Yiming was slightly stunned.

In front of him, many Shinto strongmen were basically embarrassed. After a careful look, except for yuan Lixun, the rest of them obviously changed their clothes, and they were all red, as if they had just turned on their Qi and went out behind closed doors. It's just that everyone's hair faintly shows a trace of blackening. Even after a simple treatment, there is still some context to be found.

Not only that, when he Yiming came to them, these people looked at him strangely, which made him goose bumps for no reason.

"What's the matter?" He Yiming asked suspiciously.

Yuan Lixun looked over his head, but there was a faint smile between the corners of his eyes and the tip of his eyebrows.

Only one hundred and eight wooden men hung in the air, as if they had seen nothing about it.

Liu Mu coughed hurriedly and said, "elder he, what's the result of your fight with brother Shenlong?"

"After a few moves, it has been recognized by Lord Shenlong, so it left." He Yiming said truthfully.

Liu Mu flashed a happy look in his eyes and said, "just now, there was lightning and thunder in the dark cloud layer, and the purple light was great, but brother Shenlong gave you the remaining two leizhenzi?"

He Yiming smiled and said, "yes, and white horse has successfully melted it into thunderbolt sky."

Everyone's eyes suddenly became hot, although it may not be greed, but there is no lack of envy.

President Ao min sighed and said, "Thunderbolt sky, an artifact, is said to have been born in heaven and was born in the thunder. According to ancient books, it has been forcibly divided into 24 leizhenzi as early as tens of thousands of years ago. Since then, it has been scattered all over the world, and no one can collect it any more." He looked deeply at he Yiming and said, "brother he can find it all and condense it into thunderbolt sky again. This luck is indeed unparalleled in the world."

After hearing this, Baozhu's small eyes rolled around in his eyes. At the same time, he jumped out, stood in front of he Yiming, stretched out his chest and folded his stomach, and put on a posture of being exclusive in the sky and the earth.

However, a hand stretched out, grabbed it by the neck and carried it behind him.

He Yiming smiled and said, "brother Ao, we are just lucky."

What he said is indeed true. If it's not for good luck, it's absolutely wishful thinking to collect these twenty-four seismons.

Ao Minhang waved his hand and took his eyes away from Baozhu. He pointed out, "brother he, sometimes good luck is hundreds of times more important than everything."

He Yiming was stunned. He pondered for a moment, thinking of his adventure at the bottom of the lake, and couldn't help sighing. Without this starting point, no matter how hard he works, he will never achieve what he is today.

Ma Yu's eyes looked into the distance. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he said, "brother he, brother Shenlong, I don't know why he spent so much effort on you today."

He Yiming spread his hands and said, "I'm not sure, but..." his eyes looked into the sunny sky and said, "I think maybe he also hopes I can beat Edwin."

Ma Yu laughed and said, "brother he, you haven't known brother Shenlong for a long time, so you don't know him very well."

He Yiming was slightly stunned and turned to look at Ao Minhang and others.

These old-fashioned strongmen have been with the dragon for at least 500 years in the place of death, and their understanding of the dragon is naturally much better than him.

The people looked at each other. Mou Zilong nodded slightly to he Yiming and said, "brother Ma is right. Lord Shenlong has always been clear about gratitude and resentment."

When he talked about the four words of clear gratitude and resentment, he especially accentuated his tone.

He Yiming's heart turned to electricity, and suddenly realized, "are you saying that the dragon is stingy and doesn't pay anything?"

Everyone's faces suddenly showed a strange look to the extreme, but even Ao Minhang, who had the best relationship with the dragon, closed his mouth tightly and didn't distinguish anything for the dragon.

Only Liu Mu coughed softly and said, "elder he, be careful."

He Yiming suddenly thought of the magical powers of the dragon, and his heart suddenly tightened. He felt chilly, as if the dragon was hiding somewhere peeping.

After half a ring, Ao Minhang shook his head and said, "in fact, brother Shenlong is just fair and strict. With his character, even if you pass the test and give you Lei Zhenzi, he will never absorb such a large-scale dark cloud layer for you for no reason, let alone help you melt thunderbolt in disguise."

Bao Yanzhu also thought deeply, "elder he, have you ever given Lord Shenlong any benefits, so it will take care of you like this."

He Yiming thought for a moment, and finally suddenly said, "I understand."

He told the story of leaving with the dragon in the land of death, burning the monster's nest, melting it and taking out the core.

Finally, he said with a wry smile, "Lord Shenlong finally took this kernel without warning, perhaps because he felt ashamed, so he will compensate in this way today."

Although many Shinto strongmen knew that he Yiming and the Dragon went to destroy the monster's nest, they didn't expect this twists and turns.

Liu Mu frowned and said suspiciously, "what's the use of brother Shenlong needing that kernel?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads slowly. I just feel that Shenlong is really unpredictable.

He Yiming opened his mouth and finally hid the loss of the holy fruit of heaven and earth. But vaguely, he Yiming felt that such behavior of the dragon should also have something to do with the holy fruit of heaven and earth.

Ma Yu circled his eyes and said in a loud voice, "brother he, now it's only a year away. How about going to southern Xinjiang together?"

Bao Yanzhu laughed and said, "it's so good. Edwin once said that this battle will also continue the war of the new venerable of previous dynasties. The golden battle of our Lingxiao temple is already on the way to southern Xinjiang. When we get to southern Xinjiang, we should be able to meet."

Ao Minhang's eyes flashed a fine light. Although he didn't speak, the corners of his mouth were slightly cocked up, as if he had a plan.

Liu Mu smiled and said, "elder he is the plenipotentiary representative of our Tianchi vein. If a new venerable wants to challenge him, I am absolutely happy to see his success."

After that, in the midst of many helpless and envious eyes, Liu Mu burst out laughing, heartily