When He Yiming slowly extended his head and limbs out of the black tortoise shell, his appearance was extremely comical. Especially the back of his body, under the attack of the divine power of light, had already returned to its original appearance of a black tortoise shell.
As a result, he looked more and more like a large tortoise carefully stretching its head out of its shell. If he did this at any other time, the venerables below would definitely roar with laughter. However, at this moment, no one had the slightest intention of mocking him.
They looked at the tortoise shell with eyes full of greed and envy.
With their knowledge, they naturally understood that the reason He Yiming was able to remain unscathed under the attacks of the peak experts of the human dao was because of the tortoise shell.
The tortoise shell's defensive power had actually reached such an unbelievable level. Not only were the full-powered attacks of the peak experts of the human dao unable to do anything to it, even the divine force of light was unable to purify it.
If the one who obtained the tortoise shell wasn't He Yiming, but them …
Wouldn't they also be able to remain undefeated under the attacks of the peak experts of the human dao?
Of course, none of the venerables actually planned on snatching it away with such thoughts in mind.
Just by looking at the identity of the two people fighting in front of them and the powerful strength they displayed, they had already completely destroyed the trace of fluke in their hearts.
If they wanted to obtain the light of the Divine Soldier from such a person, wouldn't they be courting death?
Franklyn nodded slightly. His gaze also became scorching hot. He never thought that he would actually be able to discover such a treasure in the era where the divine dao had disappeared.
Even the pontiff of the Divine Hall who controlled almost half of the western world's strength was deeply moved at this moment.
Among the divine beasts, the rarest tortoise shell was an item that only existed in legends even in the era of the divine dao.
What was even rarer was that this tortoise shell was actually a Divine Soldier that had already been successfully forged.
If he obtained this Divine Soldier, he would undoubtedly crush all his opponents in the human dao realm and become the true number one in the human dao realm.
A huge murderous aura surged from Franklyn's body.
His gaze was extremely serious. At that moment, the pope no longer treated He Yiming as a Five Qi Great Venerate. Instead, he treated him as a true expert who was qualified to fight him without holding back.
Although this respect was almost all for the unbreakable Black Tortoise Shell, if such an attitude were to spread, then He Yiming's status would certainly rise infinitely, and he would not be under the Oracle.
However, it was at this moment that a thunderous boom resounded in the distant sky.
When this voice entered everyone's ears, a long hiss that reverberated through the heavens and earth exploded in everyone's ears.
In the distant sky, a flash of lightning had unknowingly lit up and was rapidly drifting towards this place.
He Yiming's heart relaxed. He let out a deep breath. His hard work was not in vain. He finally managed to catch up.
However, he immediately widened his eyes. How could the white horse come from the sky? Could it have grown wings? Moreover, its speed was a little too slow. It seemed to be much slower than running on the surface of the sea.
Baozhu, who had been quietly hiding, immediately rushed out. It stepped on four black clouds and ran towards He Yiming as if it was flying.
The little fellow did not have the protection of the Black Tortoise Shell, and Franklyn was obviously more difficult to deal with than the Yu family's Patriarch. Therefore, the intelligent Baozhu tactfully hid at the side and only came out to show off when its backer arrived.
Jin Zhanzheng and the other Venerables on the ground were all shocked. When they heard the long hiss and saw the Lightning, they had a vague feeling that this might be He Yiming's White Horse Lightning. However, what they could not understand was that the aura released by the white horse was too great.
This kind of power had far exceeded their understanding. It was completely different from the white horse in their impression.
Franklyn's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. After feeling the powerful power contained in the Lightning, he finally understood why He Yiming deliberately entangled with him and did not hesitate to use the Black Tortoise Shell as a shield to buy time.
In the southern border, after Patriarch Colored Glaze left, perhaps no one could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. However, this did not include a top-notch sacred beast. At this moment, there was no doubt that such a top-notch sacred beast was hidden in the Lightning Storm in the sky.
After the Lightning Storm in the sky arrived at this high altitude, it actually slowly descended.
This storm of Lightning covered a radius of nearly ten feet. In this space, it was filled with the dazzling power of Lightning. There was no place for other powers to hide.
To be able to release such a powerful Lightning Storm, one could imagine how powerful the sacred beast inside was.
He Yiming hugged Baozhu. He hesitated for a moment, then his figure flashed. Under everyone's horrified eyes, he rushed into the Lightning Storm.
A colorful light screen swayed on his body. The Five Elements Vital Energy Armor had formed a world of its own. It became a huge insulator, blocking all the Lightning Storm outside.
As long as the white horse did not deliberately mobilize a large amount of lightning power to attack He Yiming, the armor was enough to ensure that he would not be hurt by the power of lightning.
When he arrived at the center of the Lightning Storm, He Yiming staggered. He finally understood why the white horse flew in and was so slow.
Under the horse's belly, 108 was slowly descending. What made him feel even more frightened was that the White Horse Lightning's eyes were closed. It was obviously unconscious.
He Yiming condensed his voice into a line and transmitted it into 108's ears, "Brother Bai, what's going on?"
108 slowly put down the White Horse Lightning. He spread out his hands and said, "When I received your signal, I went to the island to look for Lightning. But when I found it, it was already like this. "
He Yiming's heart instantly turned cold. He seriously sensed the power that was being released from the White Horse Lightning's body. A moment later, he finally understood the reason behind it.
Currently, the white horse had entered a state similar to meditation.
Perhaps it was to control the power of Lightning that was constantly overflowing from its body as soon as possible, so the White Horse Lightning took the initiative to enter this self-sealing state. Therefore, although it was unconscious, its body was still filled with lightning and thunder, and it was releasing a huge amount of power and pressure without mercy.
He Yiming had a feeling that once it woke up, it would be very likely that its wish would come true and it would be able to smoothly control the power in its body.
However, He Yiming turned his head to look in a certain direction. Although he couldn't see through the Lightning, the old man's face still appeared in his mind.
Would His Majesty the Pope give the white horse time to wake up naturally?
He Yiming didn't think that the other party would make such an unforgivable mistake.
He Yiming suddenly said, "Since Lightning hasn't woken up, then what's the matter with the cry just now?"
108 opened his mouth and suddenly let out a long, muffled neigh. This sound was exactly the same as the neigh of the White Horse Lightning before a battle.
He Yiming couldn't help but smile bitterly. This guy could even imitate the sound so perfectly.
"Brother Bai, you've made a mistake this time." He Yiming said with a bitter smile, "Since Lightning hasn't woken up, you shouldn't have brought it here. If Franklyn saw it, do you think he would let Lightning go?"
108 shook his head lightly and said, "A quarter of an hour."
He Yiming was slightly startled, "What?"
"I've already checked. Lightning will wake up in a quarter of an hour at most."
He Yiming raised his eyes and was immediately overjoyed. He Yiming didn't doubt 108's judgment.
He Yiming reached out and touched the black tortoise shell on his body. He gritted his teeth and said, "A quarter of an hour, no problem." He turned around and was about to leave when he felt his wrist tighten.
"I'll go," 108 said calmly.
He Yiming was slightly startled. It was undeniable that 108 was very powerful.
After continuously consuming the white stone over the past few years, 108's improvement was obvious to all. In fact, his improvement was not inferior to his own. Moreover, this guy had the advantage of an immortal body. Even a powerhouse at the peak of the human dao could not kill him.
However, there was still a big gap between his current strength and the peak of the human dao. It would not be easy for him to delay for a quarter of an hour.
After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming shook his head and said, "Let's go together."
With their strength, it would not be a problem for them to last a quarter of an hour against Franklyn.
However, if this top expert from the West saw any flaws and ignored them. Instead, he directly attacked the white horse amidst the lightning and thunder, it would be too late for them to regret.
However, 108 shook his head slightly. His gem-like eyes lit up. In that place, one could actually see a rare trace of firm confidence that resembled that of a human.
He Yiming, who was still hesitating, looked at the shining eyes of 108, and his heart inexplicably trembled. He nodded his head and agreed as if he was possessed.
A thought emerged in his mind. Could it be that 108 was like the White Horse Lightning? Had he devoured something good? Was that why he had the strength to contend against a powerhouse at the peak of the human dao at this moment?
108 turned around and walked out step by step. However, He Yiming who was staring at his back felt his vision blur. 108's clothes had clearly changed. Even his physique seemed different from before.
He Yiming took a deep breath and looked at the departing figure. He Yiming suddenly thought of a person, the Old Ancestor Yellow Spring who stood in the air with his back against the mountain and beat them until they ran away like rats.
Then, he heard Franklyn's surprised voice, "Sect Master Fan Shu …"
PS: 108's greatest advantage has been brought into play. ^ _ ^
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