Chapter 459 The Way of Reality and Reality

"Swoosh..." A fierce sound of breaking through the air suddenly passed through the air.

But before the sound rang out and burst out, a light suddenly lit up in front of him. Under the cover of this light, the body of a silver-white monster in front of him lit up, and then it turned into a ball of nothingness and completely disappeared.

He Yiming frowned and shook his head. He sighed softly and said, "It's failed again."

Mou Zilong smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "Brother He, don't be discouraged. We have only tried dozens of times. How can we succeed so easily?"

He Yiming smiled hoarsely. Compared with these Shinto seniors, his mentality is indeed a problem.

He Yiming has been smooth sailing in martial arts practice for a long time, and has almost never encountered too much setbacks. This time, the reason why he proposed to help Mou Zilong transform the more than 8,000 thunderbolt guns into mutated thunderbolt guns was actually because he was sure to say it.

But he did not expect that the process was far less smooth as he had imagined.

The power of light sealed in the thunder spear is simply terrifying. He Yiming just came into contact with the power in it and understood that this person's cultivation must have reached the pseudo-god realm. Moreover, because he specializes in practicing a kind of attribute technique, his power of light is far beyond his expectations.

After a long sigh, there are still big differences between the martial arts of the East and the West, especially the martial arts practice methods of light and darkness, which are increasingly different, and are far from the point where you can see through the little things you have figured out.

In contrast, He Yiming has a thorough grasp of the Five Elements of the Eastern World.

After turning his wrist, he took out a thunder gun again. He gently stroked the smooth and cold gun body, feeling the powerful force surging in it, muttering something, as if he was deducing something.

Mou Zilong, who was beside him, glanced at the distance, there were pits there, some had been filled with quicksand, while others still existed.

These pits are the result of He Yiming's failure in his experiment. There is a silver-white dead creature in each pit. He personally captured these guys. Although he also wanted to catch a few golden monsters, unless he was a powerful person in the pseudo-god realm, with his strength, he could only kill him and could not capture him alive.

He nodded to the Shinto puppet responsible for the warning not far behind He Yiming, and Mou Zilong said, "I'll catch another monster." After that, he didn't care whether the Shinto puppet could understand it. He left the place with a slight shaking.

After a long time, the sand below gently flipped up, and two lowest monsters emerged from the sand. They walked through the sand without specific targets. When they came out, they wanted to see if there were any living beings nearby.

However, as soon as their heads appeared, two powerful forces poured down and pierced heavily into their bodies.

The Shinto puppet that was originally standing behind He Yiming had arrived here at some point. His feet nailed them to the sand like a sharp blade. A force that ordinary people could not see entered his body along his legs, and connected through 108 relics, and finally gathered in the Shinto relics.

He Yiming seemed to have some sense. He looked down at the divine puppet, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

Using Shinto Relic as the relic between the eyebrows is He Yiming's unique creation. Before this, even the powerful Shinto who had created this magical technique could not do this.

Therefore, when the Shinto Puppet was promoted to Shinto, it also had quite a change in its body. The most surprising thing was that whenever he killed a monster, he would absorb a little death energy from it and enter his body, and eventually hide in the Shinto relics on the forehead.

The most obvious ones are undoubtedly those golden monsters. As long as the situation allows, Shinto puppets will suck them into mummies alive. And for every extra golden monster absorbed, the energy contained in Shinto relics seems to be even stronger.

He Yiming was unexpectedly in this change, but he did not stop it. The stronger the power of the Shinto Puppet, the safer He Yiming himself would be. If one day the Shinto Puppet can be promoted to the pseudo-god realm in advance, then he would laugh in his dreams.

At this time, he held the thunder gun in his hand and began to feel the power fluctuation that had been felt thousands of times. But so far, he still couldn't think of any way to let him use the power of light and darkness to replace the pure light power inside.

Although the power of light and darkness seems to be stronger than the pure light power, the problem is that due to the different casters, the pure light power inside actually contains a unique force similar to seals and domains. Under the suppression of this power, he could not break it without damaging the Thunderbolt Gun.

Of course, the amount of power sealed here is not large. If He Yiming disregards the Thunderbolt gun, he just needs to force it to erase it. But in this way, the mouthpiece will also be broken and scrapped, and will be useless.

A figure flashed in the distance, and Mou Zilong had returned. In his hand, he was carrying a silver-white monster. Although there was no hindrance on it, his body could not move at all.

Mou Zilong came to He Yiming and said with a smile: "Brother He, don't be impatient. Even if you miss this opportunity, you can study it slowly in the next hundred years."

He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "In another hundred years, I'm afraid it will be useless."

Mou Zilong glanced at him suspiciously, and couldn't help but guess the purpose of this sentence, but no matter what he thought, he could not guess the real answer.

Because closing the passage is something that all the powerful Shinto masters cannot handle, he doesn't believe that He Yiming can solve it alone.

Suddenly, a powerful fluctuation of the power of heaven and earth came from a distance.

This power fluctuation was even more powerful and incredible than the last time Ao Borui advanced to the Shinto, and even He Yiming was deeply shocked.

When a strong man of Shinto is promoted, he will definitely cause severe fluctuations in the power of heaven and earth. It can be said that as long as he is on the same continent, such fluctuations cannot be hidden from others.

After having an experience, He Yiming immediately understood the meaning of this fluctuation.

His brow frowned slightly, and he searched for familiar names in his mind. Unfortunately, he couldn't even get the seat.

He looked up and looked at Mou Zilong with a strange expression. He Yiming smiled bitterly: "Brother Mou, this power is quite weird. I can't guess who has advanced."

Mou Zilong shook his head slowly and said, "You can't guess it."

He Yiming was slightly stunned and said, "Why?"

"Because this is not a promotion to the peak of humanity, but a promotion to the virtual god realm." Mou Zilong said with emotion.

"Virtual God Realm..." He Yiming said liran: "Someone has advanced to the pseudo God Realm?"

Mou Zilong nodded slowly and said, "This is a big event. For us, we have a greater grasp of being able to support it. I just don't know who is so lucky." There was a hint of envy and loss in his tone, and it was obvious that he had regretted that he had not yet advanced.

He Yiming looked ahead, and he carefully sensed the powerful and strange power.

A sudden touch of his heart, and faintly his eyes appeared and turned into light.

The power of the powerful people in the pseudo-god realm is indeed different from that of the virtual god realm. The fluctuations of the power of the heaven and earth caused by the advancement are far different. The most important thing is that there seems to be something more in the power fluctuations of the powerful people in the pseudo-god realm. It is precisely because of the existence of this kind that the entire power system becomes higher.

Although the attributes of this fluctuation are not the same as the power of light, He Yiming vaguely sensed some of the most critical things.

Gradually, his eyes became brighter and brighter, because he had grasped something. Although these things were not complete and could not help him advance to the pseudo-god realm. However, it was more than enough for him to solve the problem of Thunderbolt Gun.

Mou Zilong sighed for a while, and when he turned around, he happened to see the glory that flashed in He Yiming's eyes.

He was slightly stunned and immediately understood that He Yiming must have understood something. The old man's heart became more and more bitter, but when he thought of He Yiming's real age, he could not raise any jealousy at all.

He Yiming stretched out his hand and gently placed it at the end of the thunder gun. The power of pure light slowly entered it. This time, the power of light did not enter directly, but spread to all sides, slowly invading in a way that was intertwined with virtual and real.

This is the way of reality and reality that He Yiming experienced from his insight just now.

The power in the seal was loosened for a moment, and then slowly poured out. Under the guidance of the power of virtual and real, it entered He Yiming's dantian.

His eyes became brighter and brighter. This was the divine power from the powerful man in the pseudo-god realm, which had an indescribable huge benefit for He Yiming to comprehend the pseudo-god realm in the future.

He originally wanted to replace the power inside with the power of light and darkness, but after experiencing the real and real way of reality, he sucked the power of the false god realm into his body. This unexpected joy made He Yiming very excited.

He Yiming tried his best to calm down, and the power of light and darkness on his body boiled and slowly entered the thunder gun.

This process was quite simple and familiar to him. In just a moment, he had already instilled it.

His eyes suddenly condensed, and He Yiming's expression immediately became solemn.
Chapter completed!