In front of He Yiming, Baozhu was crawling on the ground. Its four limbs were slowly moving. Although its speed was not fast, the rustling sound was indeed made by this little guy.
He Yiming's face darkened in an instant. Before this, he had never expected that this strange sound would come from Baozhu.
If Hao Xue and the other two knew that this little guy was the one who made the three Ding Zu experts tremble in fear and flee, they would probably die of shame.
However, this little guy's actions had also disrupted He Yiming's plan.
He had originally planned to use the Cataclysmic Seal or the Nine Dragons Furnace at all costs. Under the circumstances where they were unprepared, it was not impossible to catch all three of them in one fell swoop. But now, these three guys, who had been inseparable after entering Crying Ghost Ridge, had parted ways.
At this time, He Yiming was absolutely unable to split himself. Even if he still had great confidence in himself, he could only catch one of them at most.
Seeming to have sensed the anger hidden by He Yiming, who had black lines all over his head, Treasure Pig suddenly stopped. That pair of small eyes that were spinning around looked at He Yiming through the layers of black fog.
Strangely, although the black fog here was extremely dense, it had no effect on this little guy.
He Yiming asked hurriedly, "Brother Bai, what is Baozhu doing?"
108's figure, which was hidden in the thick fog, flashed out. He calmly said, "Baozhu's claws are a little itchy, so it is scratching the ground."
He Yiming's head was dizzy. Was this guy a pig or a cat?
He took a deep breath and threw all the distractions out of his mind. He said in a deep voice, "Brother Bai, I need the glaive."
108 nodded gently. He did not ask any questions at all.
He Yiming turned his head and looked at Baozhu, who shrunk his neck as if he had done something wrong. He looked guilty and was waiting for an adult to scold him. He said, "Little guy, wait here for us to come back. Don't leave."
Baozhu rolled its eyes and immediately nodded up and down. The skin on its slightly arched nose wrinkled. It was indescribably cute and funny.
However, He Yiming was no longer in the mood to appreciate it. He threw the cross sword in his hand. The moment the cross sword touched 108's body, it immediately turned into a pool of silver liquid and merged into it.
He Yiming shouted softly, "Brother Bai, help me point Zhu Guan in a good position."
108 seemed to answer softly. Then, a silver light flashed across his body. His body immediately disappeared and turned into a glaive that was more than four meters long.
He Yiming stretched out his hand and the glaive immediately flew into his hand. He exerted some force on the tip of his foot and immediately jumped up as if he was flying.
He Yiming's eyes focused in mid-air. Everything around him underwent a subtle change.
Although the black fog in the distance was still rolling and extremely dense, He Yiming could still clearly see the shortest distance between two points and a line.
Countless lines appeared in front of his eyes. He casually stepped onto one of them.
In an instant, his body disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already tens of meters away.
After he left, Baozhu, who was originally crawling on the ground, suddenly jumped up like lightning.
It shook its body and all the mud stuck to its body flew in all directions. Not a single drop landed on its body. Then, a faint white light emerged from its body and lit up a circle from head to toe.
In the next moment, a white and flawless pig appeared once again. It looked as if it had just been washed for three days and three nights and dried under the sun.
If He Yiming was here, he would definitely recognize the light on Baozhu's body. It was the light that was emitted after it swallowed the energy stone in the past.
However, after the light at that time, Baozhu's burnt black fur had all fallen off. This time, it was only used to remove the mud on its body.
Using such a powerful ability to clean the body, perhaps only Treasure Pig could do it as a matter of course.
After doing all this, its small eyes rolled around. No one knew what it was thinking in its small head.
After a long time, it seemed to have finally made a decision. It glanced in the direction He Yiming left, then suddenly turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain.
If He Yiming saw this, he would definitely be scared out of his wits.
The top of Crying Ghost Ridge hid a secret that even the Venerable Ones dared not enter. However, Baozhu seemed to be fearless. It sped up and finally disappeared into the black fog.
Around it was the place with the thickest fog in Crying Ghost Ridge. Nothing could be seen beyond three steps away …
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The black fog in the air surged, and a person inexplicably appeared in the black fog. Then, he seemed to stop for a moment. His body flashed again and disappeared without a trace.
As He Yiming continued to climb in martial arts, the number of lines that appeared in his eyes slowly increased. From only one line in the beginning, there were now more than ten lines, which provided him with more choices.
Apart from that, the speed at which he performed the wind-series top-notch body technique was also getting faster. When he did his best, he could even perform it continuously, which was what was truly terrifying.
With the guidance of the tracker, it did not take long for He Yiming to sense an aura running quickly in front of him.
He Yiming could not see the person's face clearly in such an environment, and he could not even see the person's back clearly, but he had already sensed the person's aura and firmly locked onto it.
It was Zhu Guanhao, who was with Hao Xue and Fang Cheng.
Among the 3 of them, Hao Xue's martial arts cultivation was undoubtedly the most powerful, especially since he had the Distortion Art and the Blood Coagulation Art. Even He Yiming dared not say that he could kill him in a short time without using the Sky-turning Seal and the Nine Dragons Furnace.
The illusory and unpredictable body technique that Fang Cheng mastered also left a deep impression on He Yiming.
He had once tried to assassinate Fang Cheng, but the second time he used the Cross Sword to attack, he was fooled by the other party's body technique. Even the sword that he was confident of stabbing into nothing.
Therefore, if he had to choose one of the 3 people, He Yiming still locked onto Zhu Guanhao.
Anyway, as long as he could kill one of them, He Yiming was sure that the other 2 would definitely leave Crying Ghost Ridge helplessly.
Zhu Guanhao, who was running in front, seemed to feel that something was wrong behind him. He did not even dare to look back, and his speed became faster and faster. From this, it could be seen how much fear he had for the thing chasing behind him.
He Yiming sneered. In fact, his heart was also full of worries. He did not dare to use the Sky-turning Seal and the Nine Dragons Furnace, these two ultimate skills, in this damned place. This was because he had a feeling that the power of the pagoda and the fire dragon in the Nine Dragons Furnace were too powerful. If he used them here, he was afraid that it would lead to an unpredictable crisis.
Therefore, after they separated, He Yiming dismissed the idea of using these two ultimate skills. In any case, he had the glaive in his hand. If he only wanted to kill one person, he should be able to do it.
His body jumped lightly and disappeared in mid-air again. When he reappeared, he was already blocking Zhu Guanhao's path.
Zhu Guanhao's vision blurred, and he suddenly saw another person in front of him. He was shocked. Even an idiot knew that this person's target was definitely him. However, due to his fear of the thing behind him, He Yiming did not care about anything else. The fan in his hand spun crazily. Every time it spun, it was like a small vortex appeared in front of him. Then, with a gentle wave of the fan, these vortexes rushed towards He Yiming.
These vortexes seemed to have some kind of mysterious suction force, which made He Yiming very surprised.
He faintly felt that this should be the special cultivation technique that Zhu Guanhao was proficient in.
These experts from the big families in the mainland all had unique skills in their hands. No one could underestimate them.
He Yiming swung the glaive in his hand forward and stabbed towards the center of the vortexes.
He did not care about the special abilities of these vortexes. For He Yiming, who held the glaive in his hand, there was no cultivation technique in this world that could not be broken.
As long as he held this terrifying weapon, no matter what he faced, he could use the method of the strong to bully the weak. He could use the most unyielding method to break through it.
This was a kind of confidence, a kind of strong belief that was unreasonable.
"Poof …"
A series of soft sounds erupted. All of the vortexes of true energy were shattered at this moment. Under the powerful impact of the glaive, these vortexes were completely destroyed before they could even display their original abilities.
Zhu Guanhao's eyes revealed an incomparably shocked expression.
When he made his move just now, he thought that even if these vortexes could not force this person to retreat, they would at least be able to make him flustered. By then, he would have already left. However, he did not expect that the other party would not even care about it. He only extended the glaive in his hand forward and destroyed all of the vortexes.
At this moment, his heart was ice-cold.
Where did this expert come from? What kind of weapon was this? Why was it that he had never heard of it in his memories?
A cold voice rang out, "Stay here for me."
The glaive swung horizontally in the air, and an aura that was like a lofty mountain suddenly erupted.
In Zhu Guanhao's eyes, the person in front of him suddenly turned into a mountain range. The boundless foot of the mountain extended towards the horizon.
A feeling of defeat welled up from the bottom of his heart. This was because he suddenly discovered that no matter which direction he tried to break through, he seemed to be unable to break through.
He was extremely anxious. It was not only because of the person in front of him who was blocking his way, but also because of the even more powerful and inconceivable threat behind him.
Almost without thinking, he immediately called out, "Sir, quickly get out of the way. The Thousand Year Calamity has already begun."
PS: There are only three chapters for today.
The White Crane counted. Although the number of chapters is wrong, the total number of chapters is correct ^ _ ^.
So far this month, 122 chapters have been released. Then, tomorrow, the White Crane will release five chapters, and the day after tomorrow, six chapters.
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133 chapters, that was 399,000. The White Crane basically added one or two hundred more words in every chapter, so no matter what, it would be 400,000 in total.
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