108 reached out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
He Yiming tossed the Divine Soldier to Ou Yangming without hesitation.
This divine weapon was extremely heavy. If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult for them to even lift it. However, the weight would not trouble people like He Yiming and 108.
108 took the Vajra Saber with one hand and gently stroked the blade. After a long time, he said, "I have a way to increase the sharpness of the Divine Soldier." He paused for a moment and said seriously, "Together with your saber, you should be able to defeat the enemy."
He Yiming's eyes lit up with a cold light. He said, "Brother Bai, I'll leave it to you."
Hundred and Eight nodded. His hand slowly melted under everyone's gaze, and bit by bit, it merged into the incomparably sharp blade.
This kind of unforeseen event was indeed shocking, but He Yiming and the others were already used to it, so they didn't feel anything strange at all.
In fact, after experiencing the resurrection of the 108th, they already had some understanding of how powerful the 108th's life force was. No matter what he did or what shocking things he did, they would not make a fuss about it.
A faint light shone on the Vajra Saber. After seeing the light, He Yiming recalled some things in the past. Back then, 108 had merged the glaive and the cross sword into his body. From then on, when he appeared in the form of a cross sword or a glaive again, his power increased by several times.
At this moment, 108 was undoubtedly doing the same thing. He used his special body as a guide to merge the Vajra Saber into his body. Similarly, when he transformed into the Vajra Saber again, its power would be greatly increased. Among them, He Yiming was most tempted by its sharpness. The Vajra Saber was thick and heavy, and the power of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms was boundless. If it was sharp …
He Yiming had a faint hope in his heart.
Perhaps, he could really get what he wanted.
108's hands became softer and softer. They were all stuck to the Vajra Saber, and he had no intention of stopping. Starting from his palms and arms, it slowly spread to his whole body.
After a moment, 108 had completely disappeared, and a huge strange object floated in the void.
No one could describe the appearance of this object because it was still slowly changing. This liquid-like object flowed in the void without any signs of falling.
In the air, a sudden breeze blew. He Yiming was slightly startled. He looked suspiciously at the White Horse Lightning and the Baozhu. Then, he saw two pairs of eyes full of doubts.
After Little Treasure Pig blinked a few times, its eyes suddenly widened. Then, it stared at the thing wrapped around the Vajra Blade.
That breeze just now didn't seem to be an ordinary mountain breeze, but mixed with a little bit of the power of the world.
It was just that this power of the world was too thin, so even He Yiming and the other Supreme Dao experts couldn't be sure if what they felt was the endless power of the world in the void.
"He … just mobilized the power of the world?" The Baozhu blinked its small eyes and asked in disbelief.
Now, they all knew that the one hundred and eight were actually lifeforms created by another world. This kind of life was absolutely different from them. In the whole world, there wouldn't be another life like 108.
The ability that 108 was good at was not martial arts cultivation, but a kind of ability called science. This kind of ability had unimaginable power. When it was displayed on the current 108, it was even not inferior to a real Supreme Dao expert.
This point could be seen from the fact that he had punched the Western Divine Dragon Samoyed 108 times and made it difficult for him to endure.
After using White Stone's energy to seal the space passage, 108's strength seemed to have taken a qualitative leap, becoming even more powerful.
However, no matter how powerful 108 became, it was impossible for him to mobilize the power of the world …
He Yiming stammered twice, and a wry smile appeared on his face. "Baozhu, maybe this is your illusion."
In fact, He Yiming also faintly suspected that if it was an illusion, it was impossible for the three of them to sense it wrongly at the same time. But to say that 108 was also able to mobilize the power of the world, that was really too much of a stretch.
However, just as this thought surfaced, He Yiming and the others' eyes immediately widened.
Between heaven and earth, in an instant, there was a whirlwind and clouds gathering.
In that strange, long object that seemed to be wrapped in flowing liquid, it suddenly started to absorb the power of the world.
This was definitely not an illusion, but a real surge of the power of the world. At this moment, the surging power of the world seemed to be guided and impacted by some kind of power, and it actually started to crazily absorb it in an instant.
"The power of the world …" He Yiming muttered, and his figure retreated as if flying.
White Horse Lightning and Baozhu's reactions were not slow either. They followed behind He Yiming, and immediately distanced themselves from the center of the power of the world.
When a Supreme Dao expert absorbed enough power of the world in an instant, he could naturally condense and release a powerful power of the world. At this time, it was best for other Supreme Dao experts not to get close to the center of the surge of the power of the world. Otherwise, it would cause a series of unforeseen events, and it would be too late for regrets.
Now, 108 was actually able to mobilize the power of the world in a strange way, and what was even more inconceivable was that the power he mobilized in an instant was not the slightest bit below He Yiming and the other Supreme Dao experts.
Therefore, He Yiming and the others subconsciously distanced themselves from him, but at the same time, a question lingered in their minds. How did 108 do it? Could it be that he could also control the power of the world, and be promoted to a different kind of Supreme Dao expert?
In the sky, dark clouds rolled over, and a powerful power continuously poured into this space. The combination of 108 and the Vajra Blade was like a real Supreme Dao expert. They continuously absorbed the power of the world from the outside, and it seemed to be endless.
With the continuous influx of power, the liquid object also underwent a subtle change.
Circles of uninterrupted ripples splashed out from the center of this object, and spread to the whole area little by little. After each circle of ripples, there seemed to be a kind of wonderful fluctuation in the space.
He Yiming sensed this kind of fluctuating power, and his expression gradually became quite strange.
He was not unfamiliar with this kind of power fluctuation, and it was actually the power fluctuation of space. If he wasn't sure that the person in front of him was definitely the one hundred and eight, he would even suspect that the Western Dragon God had suddenly come back to cause trouble for them.
After a while, White Horse Lightning and Baozhu also sensed something. These two Divine Beasts looked at each other, and their faces were also puzzled.
They did not observe for too long, and the frantically surging power of the world in the air finally weakened after half an hour.
Everything in the void also gradually calmed down, and suddenly a bright light shone in front of everyone's eyes.
This was a ray of light, a pure and strong light, even more dazzling than the sun.
He Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clearly saw that 108 had completely disappeared. In that void, a golden Vajra Blade was lying quietly in the air.
With a thought, the saber began to move as if it had some sort of resonance with him.
It trembled slightly, and immediately disappeared. Then, this large blade suddenly appeared in He Yiming's hand.
He Yiming's eyes faintly glowed, and he knew that this was the power of space. After fusing with this blade, 108 actually released the power of space.
It didn't matter if this was something that 108 had learned from Samoyed, or if he had figured it out himself. As long as he had this kind of power, it was enough to make He Yiming go wild with joy.
At this point, he finally understood why 108 had the confidence to kill Samoyed. It was because he had already found a way to break the other party's power of space.
Using poison to overcome poison, using the other party's method to deal with the other party.
When the power of space was no longer a threat, He Yiming's Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms could really make a contribution.
With a light wave of his wrist, He Yiming's aura suddenly changed. The aura on his body became extremely sharp, and was filled with a sharp and austere aura.
This kind of aura and the balance of the five elements was completely different from the crazy invading power of the fire system. However, at this moment, the pressure on Baozhu and White Horse Lightning was far greater than that of the other two powers.
He Yiming lightly waved the Vajra Blade in his hand, and a strange blade shadow appeared in the void.
This wasn't an ordinary blade technique, but the final three chained blade techniques of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
When facing an enemy, these three blades could be used separately, and the power of each blade could gather the power of heaven and earth, and wouldn't be inferior to any Divine Path Absolute Art.
However, when the power of these three blades were all gathered together, that kind of power was absolutely incomparable and could change the color of heaven and earth.
The atmosphere in the air became extremely oppressive in an instant, and a pressure that made people breathless filled the entire space.
Finally, He Yiming concentrated and withdrew his blade. Endless light seemed to gather on the blade at this moment, and it emitted an indescribable pressure.
He raised this blade high, and his whole body was as straight as a spear, forming an absolute straight line with the huge blade that was raised high above his head.
At this moment, he was like an unparalleled demon god, and the huge blade emitted a destructive aura.
However, all of He Yiming's movements stopped at this moment. No matter how the huge aura continued to accumulate, he was still unmoved.
After a long time, the aura around his body slowly dissipated. He casually threw the Vajra Blade, and it flipped a few times in the air and turned back into 108.
White Horse Lightning and Baozhu woke up from the shock just now.
Although He Yiming didn't release that attack, it gave them more confidence.
Because this showed that he had really cultivated this battle technique to the point where he could use it as he pleased.
Condensing without releasing, and withdrawing at the peak. Cultivating to this point, he began to achieve great success.
He Yiming looked around, and his eyes flashed with an extremely sharp light.
"Baozhu, you lead the way, let's … go!"
PS: Sorry, it's late today, and I was delayed by something at home. Sweat …
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