The sound of the waves crashing against the shore entered their ears. The magnificent coastline, no matter the time, was always so magnificent and refreshing.
He Yiming and the others stopped here and looked into the distance. He Yiming's expression was quite serious, as if he was hesitating.
Baozhu stretched out his long nose and nudged him a few times, saying, "What do you plan to do? Are you going to destroy the Temple and the Dark Parliament? "
He Yiming pushed the little fellow away in annoyance, saying, "Didn't you hear Luke say that Glinton and Edwin are the new generation of Supreme Dao warriors of the Dark Parliament and the Temple? They are still on the Island of God now. If I destroy these two places, do you think they will leave it at that?"
Baozhu raised his head, saying, "It's just two new Nihility God Realm warriors. We are not afraid."
He Yiming laughed bitterly, saying, "Of course we are not afraid, but the He Family Village is."
The scale of the He Family Village was not small now. What was certain was that after the third generation of the He Family got married and had children, they would definitely spread out and branch out.
At that time, the He Family would become even bigger and have the embryonic form of a real aristocratic family.
However, the more descendants there were in the He Family, the more scattered they would live in, and the more difficult it would be to protect them.
If there were two Supreme Dao warriors watching covetously from the side, He Yiming could guarantee that even if he really grew three heads and six arms, he would not be able to protect all the He Family descendants.
Baozhu tilted his head, and suddenly his small eyes lit up, saying, "Aren't they going to the Island of God now? Why don't we go there too and get rid of these scourges first?"
He Yiming's expression changed slightly. It would be a lie to say that he was not tempted by Baozhu's suggestion.
On the Island of God, not only were there these two Supreme Dao warriors, but it was certain that even the masked man, whom He Yiming had always been quite wary of, was also on the island.
The sense of danger that the masked man gave He Yiming was far greater than that of the two Supreme Dao experts. Even if Leo Porter and Luke were added together, they wouldn't necessarily be as powerful as this masked man.
If the masked man left the Island of God and came to the mainland, then with He Yiming's current strength and artifacts, there was a certain degree of certainty that he could keep him here.
However, He Yiming politely declined to go to the Island of God, where the masked man's lair was located.
Perhaps, when he really achieved True God Realm that day, he would go to that legendary place to take a look. But it was absolutely not now.
He Yiming waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about the Temple and the Parliament later. Let them go for now."
Little Baozhu's mouth twitched as if he was not satisfied, but he did not continue to pester her.
After all, Baozhu's intelligence was not below that of humans. With just a little thought, he knew He Yiming's misgivings.
108 had been following He Yiming silently, but at this time, he suddenly turned his head and looked back.
He Yiming's heart trembled, and he said, "Brother Bai, what happened?"
108 said calmly, "There seemed to be some energy fluctuations at the place where we fought just now."
He Yiming frowned slightly, and said, "Did someone go there?"
"Maybe." 108 said uncertainly, "I just put a collector there to collect energy fluctuations, and it's not a tracking device, so I can't be sure."
He Yiming was very curious, and said, "What's the use of that collector?"
"To collect energy changes and study the power of the world," 108 said matter-of-factly.
"What did you study?" He Yiming asked with interest.
"No."
This time, 108's answer was undoubtedly the fastest, but it was also the answer He Yiming was most unwilling to hear.
He shook his head, and said, "Don't bother about that place. After all, this is the ocean near the western continent. Maybe some powerful sacred beast or human Five Qi Venerable discovered the residual power there, so they hurried over to check it out. But … "He sneered," They definitely won't be able to find anything. "
Indeed, after He Yiming put away the mirage, there was at most some black smoke that was about to dissipate. Now that an hour had passed, the black smoke had basically dissipated from where the strong winds whistled in the sky.
Under such circumstances, if there was still someone who could detect something, then that person must be an immortal.
108 thought for a moment, and agreed with He Yiming's words. He turned his head and asked, "Should we go back now?"
Their main targets for coming to the western world were Leo and Luke. They had originally planned to clean up the God Hall and the parliament's headquarters after killing those two.
But now that they knew there were two gods in the God Hall and the parliament, they did not dare to act blindly without thinking.
He Yiming revealed a strange smile, and said, "It's rare for us to come to the western world. If we go back like this, I'm really unwilling."
Baozhu opened its little eyes wide, and looked at He Yiming excitedly.
Although their minds were connected, under normal circumstances, they would not deliberately pry into each other's thoughts.
This was something He Yiming and his two accompanying mythological beasts did very well.
He Yiming could not help but laugh when he saw the little Baozhu's appearance. He stretched out his hand and scratched its long nose, and said, "Little guy, although we can't go to the God Hall and the parliament, we can pay a visit to the Dragon Valley."
Little Baozhu's eyes immediately lit up, sparkling like the stars in the night sky.
Ever since the last time they returned from the Dragon Valley, the little guy had been thinking about the Dragon Clan's treasures.
But at that time, there were still two gods in the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Clan had formed an alliance with the western human experts. Under such circumstances, He Yiming naturally would not allow Baozhu to act recklessly.
However, the situation was different now. The two remaining divine dragons of the Dragon Clan had already fallen, and after Leo Porter's message, the western humans were already suspicious of the Dragon Clan.
Even if He Yiming destroyed the entire Dragon Race, it was estimated that no one would stand up for him.
Baozhu jumped up high, and the little guy did a few somersaults in the air, and shouted, "Let's go, let's go!"
Amidst He Yiming's laughter, he stretched out his arms and scooped up Baozhu in his arms. His figure swayed slightly, and he had already jumped onto the back of the White Horse Lightning.
The white horse let out a long neigh, spread its four hooves, and galloped quickly in the direction of its memory.
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In the dense jungle, a gloomy cold air suddenly flew over.
It was a light smoke, and at this time, it was so thin that it was almost indistinct. However, when the light smoke finally flew to this place, its density seemed to have recovered a little.
The environment here seemed to have some kind of help for the light smoke, allowing it to absorb the power here and not dissipate.
The smoke trembled slightly, as if a human was desperately shouting something.
A moment later, a figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of the light smoke.
This person was Sydney, the only remaining Supreme Dao expert in the entire Western World.
His gaze turned, taking in everything around him, and then his brows furrowed, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
The wisp of smoke slowly began to squirm. The moment the wisp of smoke began to change, Sydney had already noticed it, and his face suddenly became quite ugly.
Because he already knew what it was.
In just a few breaths, the wisp of smoke had condensed into a human figure, and the face of the person was clearly visible.
Although the colour was a little fainter, Sydney still easily recognized its identity.
"Luke, how did you become like this?" Sydney took a deep breath, and reluctantly suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart, and asked as quickly as he could.
Because he knew that although Luke had rushed back in this form, he absolutely could not last long, and was in danger of dissipating at any time.
The illusory figure fluctuated, "Sydney, we have been fooled. The Dragon Clan has betrayed the western world, and has joined forces with He Yiming. "
"The Dragon Clan has joined forces with He Yiming?" Sydney said in disbelief.
The western powerhouses had more or less interacted with the Dragon Clan, and they were very clear about the arrogance of the Dragon Clan, so unless they saw it with their own eyes, it was very difficult for them to believe that the Dragon Clan would let go of their hatred, and join forces with He Yiming, who had killed three Divine Dragons in succession.
After a long sigh, Luke said, "I also don't believe it, but the Golden Dragon King has indeed joined forces with He Yiming. “
The muscles on Sydney's face twitched slightly, "You were killed by them?"
Luke nodded, "Sydney, I was lucky enough to escape this time, and I want to ask you to do something."
"Speak."
"I want you to tell the Temple and the Parliament, don't avenge me and Leopold, don't."
Sydney's eyes flashed with shock, "Leopold also fell?"
"Yes." A lifelike bitter smile appeared on Luke's face, "He Yiming has already grasped the power of the world, and he is no longer someone we can contend against."
Sydney's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he sucked in a breath of cold air, a huge wave surging in his heart.
If at the beginning he still had the heart for revenge, then after hearing this, his little bit of ambition immediately vanished into thin air, no longer existing.
"Luke, are you really sure?" Sydney said in a deep voice, "He Yiming has only advanced to the Divine Path for a few years, how could he have grasped the power of the world?"
"I am sure, if it wasn't for the power of the world, Leopold and I wouldn't have fallen." Luke calmly said.
Sydney closed his eyes, and after a long time, he let out a sigh of despair.
"Luke, I understand, you can rest assured."
The illusory figure was already fading away, and after hearing Sydney's promise, Luke finally fulfilled his final wish, and turned back into a cloud of smoke.
It floated high up, looking down at the Dark Parliament from the sky, until it slowly dissipated, no longer existing.
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