Chapter 90: Conspiracy to attack

The miserable screams resounded throughout the Guichui Ridge. No matter how far or near, as long as it was in the black fog, it seemed that this sound could be heard.

All the practitioners couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Even the old-fashioned strong man who had entered here many times had deep worries at this moment.

It is not uncommon for people who go crazy because of the yin evil energy entering the body. Every time they enter Guixue Ridge, there will be such people, and there are absolutely a large number.

However, this time the person appeared too early, and it made people feel chilled.

Not only that, after hearing the continuous howling of this person, everyone knew that this crazy master was fighting with someone.

When these people think that they might end up like this in the next moment, it will be difficult for these people to calm down. Especially those who have entered the Ghost Crying Ridge for the first time, this is getting worse and worse.

Subconsciously, almost everyone is walking in a further direction, and they want to stay away from here, the farther they are, the better.

The endless light shot out like an arrow. In a moment, the man's body was soaked in blood, but he was still running wildly. Even though the blood on his body had gradually flowed out, he was still dancing like a dragon and a dragon, trying to pounce on him.

At the same time, his mouth opened to its limit, with a trace of terrifying blood foam in his mouth, as if a wolf with a bloody mouth opened, trying to swallow He Yiming alive.

Fortunately, the Five Elements Ring was boundless. With a random wave of his hand, the earth-based power immediately pushed him out like a wall, causing all his efforts to be wasted.

"Concentrate your strength and hit his head." Bailingba's voice suddenly rang.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and the true energy in his body had begun to change subtly.

The light flying all over the sky instantly condensed into a ray of lightning, leaving a beautiful light and shadow in the air.

A gentle sound like a chick breaking a shell sounded from the man's head.

When the light with such a huge momentum hit the man, it suddenly became condensed, as if it was only as thick as an ordinary chopstick, but it was sharp and sharp, piercing through the man's temples without any hindrance.

The man's body suddenly became stiff, and red and white blood and brain matter flowed down from the wounds on both sides.

After shaking for a while, the breath of life on the man finally disappeared completely, and he pounced heavily on the ground and never moved again.

He Yiming let out a long breath. When the madman finally fell down, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

A master at the Three Flowers Realm suddenly becomes so terrible. People do not look like humans, and ghosts do not look like ghosts. Just think about it is creepy.

He suddenly moved his heart and turned his head and asked, "Brother Bai, how do you know that the head is his vital?"

Bailingba said naturally: "His nerves were stimulated and stimulated the potential of his body. The brain is the source of all this. If you want to kill him, you can only destroy his brain."

He Yiming pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, what Bailingba said was very reasonable.

He lowered his head, and He Yiming looked at the man again, and his face changed slightly.

Perhaps because of his death, this person's face had returned to calm, which was completely different from the hideousness he had just now.

The swollen muscles on his face had subsided, revealing a normal face.

The eyes did not close. Although the eyes had stopped rotating, there was no sign of madness from it. He Yiming even felt a hint of relief in it.

He sighed in his heart, squatted down, gently covered his eyes, and gently stroked them down.

When his hands were picked up, those eyes were already covered under his eyelids.

He glanced at the man's body covered in blood and swept around, and He Yiming's brows frowned slightly. He turned his eyes and reached out to pull the pig over from Bailingba's body. He patted it lightly for a few times.

As if feeling He Yiming's power, Baozhu opened his eyes in a daze.

He Yiming showed a gentle smile and said, "Baozhu, do you want magical weapons?"

Baozhu's confused eyes suddenly widened and became as clear as water.

He Yiming placed the treasure pig next to the corpse and said, "There are magical weapons here. Find them out quickly and lend them to you for two days."

Baozhu's nose swayed twice. After a while, the spirit in its eyes disappeared and returned to its original lazy appearance. He glanced at He Yiming, and then rushed to Bailingba's body with force.

He Yiming looked at its dissatisfied eyes and couldn't help asking: "Baozhu, don't he have magic weapons?"

Baozhu hummed twice, and even after responding, He Yiming already understood its meaning.

He frowned tightly, and He Yiming said to himself: "Where is the magical weapon on him?"

The Jin Zhan once said that more than 80% of those who are qualified to enter this place are masters who have reached the Sanhua Realm. The purpose of their coming here is to attack the tripod.

There is still about 10% of the tripod master who has reached a tripod master, only one step away from the Venerable.

But no matter which character they are, they must have their own magical weapons, and there is no doubt that this is true.

When He Yiming glanced at this person, he did not find any shadow of magic weapons. He thought that the magic weapons and weapons he mastered were like the dragon spear of the Jin Zhan, hidden somewhere on his body, so he asked Baozhu to search. But the final result was that he was disappointed, and even Baozhu had nothing to find.

However, it can be seen from this that there is indeed no magic weapon that he imagines.

After taking a last look at the man's body, He Yiming turned around and said, "Brother Bai, follow me."

He walked slowly and slowly looked back in the direction the person was running. The speed of their group was not fast, and while he was marching, He Yiming also concentrated his energy and searched around.

Finally, they advanced nearly a mile and came to a particularly messy place.

There are clearly visible scratches on the stone wall here, and there are shallow pits around the ground. He Yiming only needs to take a look and know that this must be the trace left by the madman.

He was sure that the man was going crazy here. However, after searching for a while, he became increasingly confused.

Throughout the journey, I did not find any magical weapons until here.

Although He Yiming is not a greedy person, if he has a magic weapon in front of him, he would never mind accepting it.

After working hard to kill the man, He Yiming had already counted his magical weapons and weapons in his name. Now that he can't find them all, he naturally felt quite depressed.

Suddenly, Hundred and Eighths turned around like wooden stakes and came to a certain mountain wall.

He Yiming looked over in surprise. In front of him, this Bai and Ba rarely seemed to show interest in anything.

He walked over curiously, and He Yiming's eyes were patrolling the stone wall. Gradually, there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Brother Bai, what are the things that caused these traces?" He Yiming asked in a cold voice.

With his eyesight, he could see that the traces on this stone wall are very different from the scars around it, and they are definitely not something that can be made without hands. Moreover, the traces on it are very new, even if people without much experience can see that the traces nearby should have been caused at the same time.

Bailingba said in a deep voice: "Aren't you looking for magical weapons? That's it."

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what he meant, and said, "Is this the trace of the magical weapon?"

Bailingba nodded slightly.

He Yiming knew that although Bailingba didn't speak much, he would hit the mark. Since he said that this was a trace of a magic weapon, he would definitely not make a mistake.

He looked around again, but there was still no trace. He asked suspiciously: "Brother Bai, where is that magic weapon?"

"It has been taken away by someone." Bailingba said calmly.

He Yiming slapped his forehead and cursed himself in his heart. He beat the man to death and finally killed him, but the magic weapon left by the man was taken away by someone, which naturally made him very upset.

Bailingba stretched out his hand, gestured a few times in the void, and suddenly said, "That person was attacked by someone, then used weapons to resist, and finally went crazy."

He Yiming's movements suddenly froze, and a hint of coldness oozed out of his heart.

"How did you know?"

"It's seen from the footprints and the traces of fighting here."

He Yiming looked at the nearby traces seriously, but he soon discovered that he could not see anything from this chaotic environment.

However, he believed in Bailingba without reservation.

Thinking carefully about what Bailingba said, He Yiming's face changed unpredictable. He seemed to feel that an invisible net was slowly tightening.

All the experts in Gui Crying Ridge who want to break through are undoubtedly the targets this big network is aimed at.

Although this was just a premonition of his, He Yiming inexplicably believed it.

He took a long breath, and a huge fighting spirit suddenly surged from his body. He said in a deep voice: "Brother Bai, let's go back and take a look."

After saying that, his body moved and returned again along the same path.

When they returned to their original place, He Yiming's face became even more ugly.

The body of the madman who had been killed by him did not exist in place, but disappeared for no reason.

His eyes swept along the surroundings, but He Yiming found no trace. He looked up and looked at Bailingba.

Bailingba's eyes flashed like bright light. After a while, he said, "Three people have just left."
Chapter completed!