Martial God

The tragic screams resounded through the whole ghost crying ridge, Dan said far away, as long as it is in the black and the death, it seems that you can hear this sound.

All the practitioners were a little bit stunned and jumped up.

Even the veteran powerhouse who has entered this place many times has a deep worry at this moment.

It is not uncommon for people who are mad because of the smoldering gas. Every time they enter the Ghost Ridge, there will be such people, and the number is absolutely no.

However, the people who appeared this time are too early, and the early heart is chilling.

Not only that. After hearing the continuous screams of this person, everyone knows that this crazy master is fighting people.

When I think that I might have this end in the next moment, it is difficult for these people to calm down. Especially those who entered the Ghost Ridge for the first time, the more they are.

Subconscious. Almost everyone is heading in a farther direction. They want to stay away from this place, the farther the better.

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The endless light shines like an arrow. For a moment, the person’s body has been soaked with blood, but he is still mad, even if the blood on his body has gradually exhausted, but it is still like a dragon and a tiger. I don’t stop, I want to rush over.

At the same time, his mouth opened to the limit, with a trace of horrible blood in his mouth, it seems that a wolf with a big mouth open, wants to engulf He Yiming.

Fortunately, the five elements of the ring power is boundless, a random wave, the soil strength suddenly pushed him out like a wall, so that all his efforts are in vain.

"Send the power and hit his head." The sound of the hundred and eight sounded loudly.

He Yiming is slightly embarrassed. The infuriating in the body has begun a subtle transformation.

The light of the sky flutters into a single moment, like a lightning-like direct shot, leaving a beautiful glory in the air.

Gently, as if the chick's shell-like sound rang from the man's head.

When the momentum of such a great light hit the man, it suddenly became condensed, and it seemed to have the same thickness as ordinary chopsticks. But it was sharp and sharp, and there was no hindrance to the two sides of the man's temple.

The man’s body instantly became stiff, and the red and white blood and brains were berthing from the wounds on both sides.

Shaking the film Yuan, the life of the person finally disappeared completely, and the heavy ones were on the ground. Never moved again.

He Yiming took a long breath, and when the madman finally fell, his heart even raised a strange emotion.

A master of the three-flowered realm suddenly becomes so terrible, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, as long as they think about it is creepy.

In his heart, he turned his head and asked: "Hundred brothers, how do you know that the head is his key?"

Everything is taken for granted: "His nerves are stimulated and stimulate the body's potential. The brain is the root of all this. If you want to kill him, you can only destroy his brain."

He Yiming indulged in a moment, nodded slightly, and the words spoken in the hundred and eight were very reasonable.

Blowed his head. He Yiming once again looked at this person, his face could not help but change slightly.

Perhaps because of the dead relationship, this person's face has returned to calm, compared with the kind of shackles of the network is already very different.

The swollen muscles on his face have disappeared, revealing a normal face.

The eyes didn't close, and the eyelids had stopped turning. But from the inside, I can't see any crazy colors. In the looming, He Yiming even feels the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the gods, the throne, the sorcerer, the sacred world, the strongest, the abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night.杀神神印王座求魔傲世世重天最强了少大周皇族武动乾坤夜夜神神印王座求魔傲世九重天最强弃少大周皇神神神夜杀神神印王座求魔The proudest of the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty, arrived, there is a relief of relief.

He sighed in his heart, squatting down, gently covering his eyes and stroking down.

When his hand was picked up, the eyes were covered under the eyelids.

His eyes swept over the body covered in blood, and He Yiming’s brow wrinkled slightly. He turned his eyes and reached out and took the treasure pig from the body. Gently took a few shots on it.

It seems to be the feeling of martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the throne, the sacred priest, the venerable world, the ninth day, the strongest, the abundance, the empire, the prince, the sacred god, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred乾坤 will kill the gods of the gods, the throne of the gods, seek the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big empire, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the power of He Yiming, Bao pig Stumbled open his eyes.

He Yiming showed a gentle smile and said: "Bao pig, do you want a weapon of the gods?"

The stupid eyes of Bao pig suddenly rounded up and became clear and clear.

He Yiming placed the pig on the side of the corpse and said: "There are weapons of the gods here. Find out and lend you two days."

The nose of Bao pig shook twice. After half a ring, all the fascination in his eyes disappeared, and the original lazy appearance was restored. He Yiming took a look and then his legs slammed into the body.

He Yiming looked at his pair of dissatisfied eyes and could not help but ask: "Bao pig, is there no weapon for him on his body?"

Bao pig snorted twice, even if it was a response, and He Yiming has already understood its meaning.

The brow wrinkled tightly, He Yiming said to himself: "The weapon of his god

The Golden Campaign once said that more than 80% of the people who are eligible to enter this place are masters of the three-flowered realm. The purpose of coming to the public is to attack the Dingzulan and still have a 10% or so It is only one step away from the heights.

But no matter which kind of person, they must have their own weapon of the gods, this is undoubted.

When He Yiming’s gaze was passed over by this person, there was no shadow of any weapon of the gods. He also used the weapon of the gods mastered by this person, like the dragon gun of the Golden Battle, to hide somewhere on his body. Therefore, the pigs will be searched. But the end result was that he was so disappointed that even the pigs had nothing to gain.

However, it can be seen that in his body, there is really no magic weapon in the imagination.

Finally glanced at the body of this person, He Yiming turned and said: "Hundred brother, follow me

He walked slowly and slowly slid back in the direction the man ran. Their group is not fast. And on the way, He Yiming also concentrated his energy and searched around.

Finally, they moved nearly a mile or so to a place where they were particularly wolf.

Above the stone walls, there are clear traces of scratches, and the surrounding ground is also a shallow pit. He Yiming only had to look at it and knew that it was definitely the trace left by the madman.

He can be sure. That person is crazy here. however. When he searched for a half ring, it became more and more doubtful.

All the way to the place, until this place, there is no weapon of any god.

Although He Yiming is not a greedy person, if he has a weapon of the gods in front of him, he will never mind accepting it.

After a lot of hard work to kill the man, He Yiming has already counted his weapon of the gods in his own name. Nowadays, I can’t find it, and my heart is naturally quite depressed.

Suddenly, like a wooden pile, one hundred and eight turned and came to a side of a mountain wall.

He Yiming looked at the past in the past, and in front of him, this one hundred and eight seems to show little interest in anything.

Curiously walked past the burning novel network, He Yiming's eyes patrolled on this stone wall, slowly, his eyes have some strange looks.

"Hundred brothers. What are these traces caused?" He Yiming asked.

It has been seen with his eyesight that the traces on the stone wall are very different from the surrounding scars. Certainly not empty. And the traces on this are very new, even those who have little experience can see that the traces around this should be caused at the same time.

One hundred and eight Shen Shen said: "You are not looking for a weapon of the gods, this is

He Yiming is slightly embarrassed. Immediately understood what he meant, saying: "This is caused by the weapon of the gods.

One hundred and eighty, nodded slightly.

He Yiming knows that although he did not speak much, he said that he must say it. He said that this is a trace of the weapon of the gods. That will definitely not be mistaken.

After looking around again in the sun, there was still no trace. He asked suspiciously: "Hundred brothers. What about the weapon of the gods?"

"It has been taken away." One hundred and eight calm.

He Yiming patted his head and secretly cursed a few words in his heart. He killed and killed the man, and he finally killed it, but the weapon of the gods left by the man was taken away. Naturally, he is annoyed.

One hundred and eight out of the hand, in the void, a few times, suddenly said: "The man was attacked by people, then used weapons to resist, and finally crazy

He Yiming's action suddenly froze, and his heart oozing out.

"How did you know?

"From the footprints and fighting traces here,

He Yiming looked seriously at the nearby signs, but he soon appeared, he could not see anything from this troubled environment.

However, for the hundred and eight, he is unreservedly convinced.

Carefully thinking about the words of the hundred and eight, He Yiming's face is unpredictable. Hidden, he seems to feel it, there is an invisible big net, is slowly tightening.

All the masters who want to break through in Ghost Cry Ridge ~www.NovelMTL.com~ is undoubtedly the target of this big net.

Although this is only a kind of hunch for him, He Yiming is inexplicably convinced of this.

He took a long breath and his body rushed up and down. He sighed: "Hundred brothers. Let's go back and see

After all, his figure changed and he returned again in the same way.

When they returned to the original place, He Yiming’s face was even more ugly.

The corpse of the madman who had been killed by him was not in the same place, but disappeared inexplicably.

His eyes swept around, and He Yiming did not show any traces. He looked up and looked at the hundred and eight.

One hundred and eight eyes flashed like a bright light. After half a ring, he said: "Three. People, just left."

He Yiming’s face seems to be dripping with water. He took a deep breath and said: “Come up”