V6.Chapter 742

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
Strange forces are rippling in the surrounding space, and they have caused a huge but invisible impact on this space.

This force quickly spread out, covering white horse thunder and lightning, Baozhu, baiba and the cloaked man in front of him at the same time.

Looking around, the cloaked man asked softly, "what artifact is this?"

He Yiming heran smiled and said, "this is a mirage, which he got by chance."

The cloaker sighed softly and said, "it is said that in ancient times, there was an artifact containing the power of the world. The power of this artifact is unparalleled. Every time it appears, it will cause bloodshed and chaos." His voice carried a few regrets: "brother he is really lucky to find such an artifact."

When he said this, his head glanced at the proud treasure pig.

He Yiming laughed to himself that although Baozhu's power is not known all over the world, there are many people who know it anyway. So when he Yiming's hand appears with some strange treasure, people's first thought must be that Baozhu found it.

"Let's go down." He Yiming nodded slightly and landed down first.

If you don't go into a tiger's den, you can get a tiger's son. Since you have made a decision, he naturally won't flinch.

Moreover, after the previous attacks of the two divine beasts, he Yiming also vaguely understood that the man in the island of God must not have recovered, otherwise, with his identity and strength, if he was bullied to the door and could not shrink out, it was really unreasonable.

The only explanation is what DPCA said. His strength is greatly reduced, and there is no one in a hundred, so he dare not come out to fight.

The cloaker's figure shook continuously, and he was the first to come to the hood before he Yiming.

His movements are quite clever, and his figure is always on the edge of the artifact mirage. With the power of the world blessed by he Yiming, he has the capital to shake the surging power in the light shield.

With the same sword, the seemingly indestructible shield cracked again.

This time, the person who presided over the formation below was already on guard, but even so, when the cloak man's sword stabbed out, the shield was still cracked.

His sword seems simple, but in fact it has integrated the power of space and field, and grasped the context of world power. So although he had no power of the world, he still pierced the shield with a sword.

In an instant, the huge force in the broken shield surged, as if to sweep the cloaker and he Yiming and others behind him.

However, at the moment when the shield broke, the thunder condensed by the white horse and the roar of Baozhu's sound waves were released at the same time.

The surging blood and light and dark forces collided with the power of the two divine beasts in the void.

Just for such a short moment of stalemate, the power of the two divine beasts immediately took the absolute upper hand and cleared all obstacles in front of them.

Although the power in the shield has been accumulated for countless years, coupled with the absorption of endless creatures' flesh and blood, it has become extremely powerful.

But these forces are widely distributed, with the island of God as the center, and such powerful forces are full of within a whole mile.

Just like the power of heaven and earth in this world, although it is inexhaustible and huge, if they are not gathered with special methods and abilities, the power of heaven and earth in a small range is far less powerful than the Shinto.

Therefore, with all their efforts, Baozhu and Baima immediately blasted the blood and light in front of them into a piece of residue at the same time, returning to nothingness.

He Yiming looked at him coldly. Although he didn't take action, his divine power surged, his mind was wide open, his eyes were wide open, his ears were wide open, and the little wind and grass around him, even the change of power, could not hide his induction.

He firmly believes that with the identity and strength of the other party, he will definitely have a strong backhand, so he is always vigilant.

As for 1008, he followed closely behind he Yiming. He didn't do the same, but his eyes were already bright, like a dazzling light like a small sun.

Fortunately, everyone around him knows his roots, and it's not the first time to see this painting, otherwise no one dared to walk with him.

Several people went down at the same time, rushed into the crack of the mask like a bamboo rush, and flew towards the most central God Island.

Once inside the light shield, the endless blood immediately wound over regardless of everything. Although the purple light on the white horse's body flickered, breaking all the impending blood, at this time, they had come to the center of the blood evil array. The endless blood was endless, and even the powerful lightning force of the white horse seemed to be unable to protect everyone comprehensively.

The cloak man's wrist trembled slightly, and immediately burst out infinite sword lights on his hand. These fluxion sword lights had huge power, and instantly splashed out all over the sky.

Those blood threads were all broken inch by inch under the slashing of the sword, and what's more exaggerated is that this force went up against the current at the same time, and the powerful attack power was the root of these forces directly. Instantly, a large number of bloodshot actions immediately slowed down, and the momentum was far less rampant than the original.

It's like a person attacking the enemy with a whip in his hand. Originally, the whip was waving like a wind and water, but suddenly his wrist was injured, so the whip in his hand became a skinnless cheeky snake, and there was basically no threat.

He Yiming's eyebrows moved slightly, and the strength shown by this person was far above his estimate.

Although he has only the power of the virtual realm, his martial arts skills are unimaginable, and his power is unimaginable.

If the two of them are allowed to fight fairly, even he Yiming dare not say that he is sure of winning.

Vaguely, he Yiming felt that this person was by no means simple.

However, at this time, they fought side by side and shared a common hatred. The stronger the cloaker was, the more reassured he Yiming was.

Baozhu's eyes turned a few times, and suddenly opened a huge mouth, and a visible sound wave attack spewed out of its mouth.

When attacking the mask at first, Baozhu's power could not break through the protection of the mask, but its sound wave skill could be of great use against the blood and light in the mask.

Circles of forces visible to the naked eye spread out, and instantly everything in front of the barrier was shaken loose and crumbling.

Then, Baozhu pursed his mouth and blew, and huge pressure sprayed from it, completely blowing away the blood and the power of light and darkness.

Under the path of the cloaked man and the two divine beasts, even though they were in this environment full of infinite blood and light and dark forces, they still went directly to the island of God as if they had entered the realm of no one.

The closer you get to that place, the stronger the pressure around you, the more blood there is, and the thicker it is. At this point, even the lightning power of the white horse cannot immediately disperse it, and it must be bombarded several times in a row before it can be completely destroyed.

Similarly, although the cloaker's power is strange and powerful, in the face of such strange and difficult blood, his speed of action is also much slower.

Only Baozhu's sound wave magic is still unstoppable. Under the attack of this magic, unless it has a strong strength to compete with it, there is basically no difference between those blood threads and whether they are thick or not.

In this way, although their forward speed slowed down, they were still flying steadily forward.

Finally, they saw the huge Island looming ahead.

On this island, there is a high cliff. At this time, on the cliff, stood a figure he Yiming was quite familiar with.

This is a man wearing a mask. He stands against the wind on the cliff, and his clothes make a sound of hunting. The whole person and the cliff seem to be integrated into a whole, emitting a towering atmosphere like a high mountain.

At this time, the masked man looked at he Yiming and others who were entangled in countless blood threads and the power of light and darkness from a distance, and his eyes flashed a palpitating light.

Although they are far apart, he Yiming and others seem to have directly felt the coldness and ferocity contained in their eyes through the distance between them.

The sword in the cloak man's hand suddenly paused, and he murmured, "impossible, how did he recover?"

He Yiming withdrew his gaze from the distance. He sneered and said, "although the elder Shenlong hurt him, his strength is unfathomable. After several years of recuperation, it is not surprising that he can recover from nature."

The cloaked man shook his head slightly. Only he knew that the Dragon directly wiped out the masked man, not injured him.

According to DPCA's estimation, it will take decades for him to refine another double, but it is less than five years at this time. The masked man not only reappears, but also his breath seems to be more powerful.

"You... Finally come!"

As a familiar voice sounded, the endless blood and light and darkness around he Yiming and others suddenly subsided. They seemed to be instructed by some force, splitting from them, revealing a straight road leading to the cliff.

He Yiming and others looked at each other. They walked freely from this avenue, but for a moment, they also came to the cliff.

When they stepped onto the cliff, the masked man's mouth burst into a cold laugh and said, "five elements ancestor, I haven't seen you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to also learn the art of manipulating puppets."

He Yiming's heart suddenly accelerated, and his eyes and those of the cloaked people around him were filled with horror.

Puppet

Is it possible that this strong swordsman with the supreme martial arts realm is just a puppet manipulated by others?