Martial God

※After all the warehouses are clean, the two people have black out their work;

Although there is no longer a black scorpion here, He Yiming knows that in a short time, it is impossible for any beast to come in here.

At the very least, the original look will remain here until the black scent has completely dissipated.

They came outside the cave. Seeing the harvest of the place, Chugao suddenly stopped, and he looked back at the huge cave and fell into meditation.

He Yiming looked at him with amazement. But it did not bother.

After half a ring, Chu Arthur finally made a decision, saying: "He brothers. You take all these things."

He Yiming whispered, and quickly shook his head: "Chu brother said to laugh, this is how the younger brother we found together can be swallowed."

Chu Artemisia laughed. Road: "You don't want to put gold on the old man's face. These black cockroaches are all dead by the white horse. And I think your relationship with the white horse is not simple."

He Yiming smiled slightly. When the white horse was promoted to the holy beast, he was very affectionate with the white horse, and naturally he could not get through the artemisia.

"Chu brother, if you are a foreigner from a net, naturally it is impossible to give up these treasures. But you have been with the white horse for decades, and the younger brother is also in sight. This kind of younger brother will not dare to erase it anyway."

Chu Artemisia smiled. Road: "He brother, when do you return to the northwest."

He Yiming hesitated. Road: "The younger brother wanders outside. In order to understand the power of water. But no matter whether it is smooth or not. Within two years, definitely return to the northwest.

Chu Artuozhou nodded and continued to ask: "In the future, if I go to the northwest to find you, what should I do?"

He Yiming was overjoyed and said: "Chu brother, if you want to find me, go to Hejiazhuang in Taicang County, Northwestern China, and you must wait for the younger brother."

The governor of Chu Artemisia laughed. Road: "Well, from today, the old man will retreat here. If everything goes well, then one year later, the old man should be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish. At that time, his brother is still alive, and he will definitely go to the northwest and enjoy the wine with you."

He Yiming’s face is positive. He immediately understood the mind of the old man.

He wants to refine the dragon whip here, and once he succeeds, he will go to somewhere to seek revenge.

"Chu brother, if the younger brother remembers it, your opponent has two sages." He Yiming said one word.

There is a arrogant smile on the face of Chu Artemisia. "He brother, you have played with your brother. I feel that my brother’s cultivation is like this. If you refine the dragon whip, you can beat the two.

He Yiming has been indulging for a long time. Compare him with Gabri three, and finally it is a slow point.

The repair of his old man is indeed far more powerful than the general Supreme. If there is a dragon whip assist, the grasp of success is naturally greater.

However, He Yiming still said: "Chu brother, everything is not afraid of 10,000, just afraid of the case, why not let the younger brother follow you?"

Chu Artuo has a big sleeve. With a lack of room for discussion, he said with a slap in the face: "No, this is the matter of the door, and it is impossible for outsiders to intervene."

He Yiming did not really teach the old man's stubbornness until now. He was waiting to persuade, but he saw Chu Arthur smiled: "He brother, if you still want to pay me this friend, then you don't need to persuade.

The eyebrows are slightly raised. From this sentence, He Yiming heard his firm confidence and sighed, and He Yiming only gave up.

When he turned his eyes, He Yiming took the biggest sacred benevolent Nei Dan and immediately stuffed it into the hands of Chu Artemisia. He said: "Chu brother, since you don't want the younger brother to help the younger brother, there is nothing to say. If you embed this thing in the dragon whip, the younger brother will be relieved."

Chu Artemisia hesitated and finally put this thing into his arms.

The dragon whip is already very powerful. However, if coupled with the help of the inner beast of the Holy Beast, the power can definitely improve, and the grasp of his revenge is even greater, so after considering the half-ring, he will not quit.

As for how to embed the Holy Beast Nei Dan into the dragon whip, he has the method of forging masters to think of it, and he does not need to worry about He Yiming.

To He Yiming's heavy nod, Chu Artuo turned and walked into the cave of the black scorpion.

He Yiming waited for a moment outside and immediately felt a powerful momentum coming from the hole. he knows. Chu Artemisia began to refine the dragon whip.

If a three-flowered master wants to smelt a dragon whip, it is a difficult task, but Chu Artemisia is itself a great master. He wants to re-melt a soldier, naturally it is much simpler.

As he said, it will certainly be possible to smelt for up to half a year, but now there is one more sacred inner dan, which is expected to drag on for a month or two.

In the heart of the silent voice, He Yiming turned and flew away.

In a short while, he has returned to the beach, and a burst of meat has also splashed.

Bao pig and white horse are on the beach, they are quietly waiting for the hundred and eight, and finally, when He Yiming came here. One hundred and eighty opened the lid of the iron pot.

Far more powerful than the right aroma, even He Yimen couldn’t help but swallow the dumb in the mouth.

In addition to being indifferent to the hundred and eight, He Yiming and the two spirit beasts will divide the pot of black meat and eat it, leaving no points. As for the Chuzhou State, which is carefully refining the dragon whip, there is no ten days and a half of time, it is absolutely impossible to come out.

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After three days, after a meal again, Bao pig suddenly jumped up and jumped high to the head of the white horse, and slammed his hand toward He Yiming.

He Yiming hesitated. To be honest, in his mind, there have been similar thoughts, but after seeing the power of the white horse, he immediately dismissed this unrealistic thought.

But since the moment is that Bao pig is beckoning, if He Yiming is polite, it is really stupid.

Standing up, He Yiming came to the front of the white horse. He looked at the white eyes of the white horse, and there was no meaning of anger and alienation.

A gentle smile on his face. He Yiming gently pressed on the horse back, the white horse still has no meaning of resistance. He Yiming just let go of his heart, the body is really angry. It floated like a thin paper and fell softly on the horse.

Extending a hand and gently placed it on the back of the horse, the infuriating flow of the body slowly, and it entered the white horse. At the same time, a magical force also fell from the white horse's body and merged with his instinct.

He Yiming’s heart suddenly burst into shock, and he vaguely felt that himself at this time seemed to have a tacit understanding with White Horse. This feeling is definitely not my own delusion, but through some mysterious connection, so that their thoughts seem to coincide at some point.

There are infinite questions in my heart. He knows that this should be related to his infuriating and the power of the white horse.

But what happened to him, that is not what he can speculate.

Because as far as he knows, there seems to be no real gas in this world to achieve such magical effects, so it seems. This should be a certain ability of White Horse. Any human being who can get its approval can resonate with it.

Bao pig continued to jump on the horseback, it seems to want to come over.

At this moment, He Yiming clearly sensed that the white horse's heart actually had a sense of fear, even if it had been promoted to a holy beast, but it is still a lot of taboos.

He Yiming’s palm gently calmed and thought about it. “Hundred brothers, you are resting here for a while, we will come around for a while.”

Hundred and eight casually waved. Continue to add some firewood to the brazier, look at him, it seems to be intending to continue to roast fish.

The spirit of the white horse suddenly rose. The eyelids are also lit up.

Unlike Bao pig, who likes it very much, it is not quite right. So when it heard He Yiming. There was a grateful heart in my heart.

He Yiming clearly sensed its emotional changes, and his heart was amazed. The intelligence of this horse is absolutely not under humanity.

Looking up, looking at the front, He Yiming thought in his heart, I don’t know how many limits of the white horse’s limit.

His thoughts are not finished yet. I felt that my foot was moving, and then a huge wind pressure surged around me, and I heard a huge sound of sound.

Fortunately, he is a saint after all. The reaction is fast, and it is almost as fast as it is.

Immediately, he leaned over and put the treasure pig on his chest. His hands and feet seemed to be like four large suction cups. They were tightly attached to the white horse, so they didn't get out of it.

However, this sudden feeling is not long, it seems that it is just a few breaths. Subsequently, the White Horse has stopped.

He Yiming looked up and circled, and the strangeness in his heart could not be described by pen and ink.

Just between this short breath, the white horse has one end of the island and ran to another

This degree, even if he exerts the ultimate wind power, is far behind.

Gently stroke the white horse's neck~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He Yiming said excitedly: "It's so fast, it's really lightning, then you will call it lightning."

It seems that I understand the meaning of He Yiming. The white horse is holding his head, as if he is thinking.

He Yiming looked at it with a smile. After half a ring, it finally came out with a long scorpion and seemed to accept the name.

The same laughter, He Yiming riding on the white horse, his heart also surged like a huge wave of lofty aspirations.

Among the deep mountain totems, there are spirit beasts of the sacred beast level. He Yiming used to be very jealous, but now there is lightning. His heart was filled with confidence. No matter how many sacred beasts in the totem of the mountains, it is difficult to find a beast that can compete with lightning.

He raised his head high. Looking at the sea in front, Lang said: "Thunder, we go to the sea

A pair of white horse's forefoot leaped high and ran down like a fly. I have already come to the sea in an instant,"

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