Chapter 169 Another deputy sect leader

In the air, He Yiming held the treasure pig and flew slowly with Bailingba.

He turned his head, looked behind him, frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Bai, why hasn't the lightning come yet?"

After feeling the challenging aura, He Yiming knew that it must be the colorful holy tiger he had encountered in Zhongjing City.

Although this big tiger is famous, it has no bloodline of divine beasts after all, and it is more than apart from the White Horse Thunder and the Treasure Pig. The White Horse Thunder and Lightning can even kick and play with the top beast king spirit elephant among the holy beasts, so there is no problem with dealing with a colorful holy tiger.

According to their pre-inference, as long as you slow down for a while, the white horse will definitely be able to catch up.

However, to their surprise, until now, they still found nothing. Looking back into the distance, there was no quick and proud figure of the White Horse.

Bailingba looked at He Yiming calmly and said, "Don't worry, there's no problem."

"real?"

"I have calculated that the possibility of the colorful holy tiger defeating lightning is infinitely close to zero. This time it challenged lightning, which has aroused the murderous intention of lightning, and it will undoubtedly die."

He Yiming hesitated for a moment, he nodded slowly and said worriedly: "Thunder and lightning will not be hurt."

"No." Bailingba said firmly without hesitation: "Thunder and Lightning are much stronger than the gorgeous holy tiger, so there is no possibility of injury."

He Yiming nodded repeatedly, but for some reason, a vague ominous sign appeared in his heart.

He glanced at Bailingba. Generally speaking, he firmly believed in Bailingba's inference, because this guy rarely made mistakes.

However, there is one thing he still remembers. When he went out to sea in the past, Bailingba's evaluation of that small boat once gave him a very depressing time.

And at this moment, perhaps because of the shadow in his heart, He Yiming thought of the conversation with Bailingba on the ship for no reason.

Shaking his head, He Yiming put aside this idea. Because he was also very aware of the huge gap in strength between the white horse with the bloodline of the divine beast and the colorful holy tiger. No matter from any angle, there is no reason to lose and be injured.

The treasure pig in He Yiming's arms suddenly started to hum, looking quite excited.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, his eyes looked back, and a hint of relief suddenly appeared on his face.

A white dot was imprinted into his eyes from a distant place. Although the small white dot was a little faintly visible, He Yiming, who was very familiar with it, suddenly recognized it.

However, in just a blink of an eye, the smile on He Yiming's face suddenly freezes.

He opened his mouth wide, his face full of surprise.

The white dot was gradually expanding, and this speed was enough to make any holy beast ashamed. However, when it fell into He Yiming's eyes, it could clearly sense that the speed of the white horse was much slower than before.

He turned around without thinking and went up to meet him.

Behind him, Bailingba's gem-like eyes emitted a huge light, and countless messages were complicated and seemed to be in danger of being caught in the accident.

In his inference, the White Horse Thunder and Lightning will definitely win easily, and it is even more impossible to be injured. But in fact, with his unique eye structure, the embarrassing appearance of the White Horse is already visible.

This fact has exceeded his computing power, giving him the first time he feels like a program chaos.

However, his body only stayed for a moment, and immediately followed He Yiming.

Soon, He Yiming held the treasure pig and met with the white horse Lei Ding. After seeing Lei Ding at this moment, He Yiming felt shocked and angry.

There were many sporadic wounds on Lei Ding's body, especially on his left body, which were already covered in blood. Not only that, there were several sharp teeth on one of the back thighs of Lei Ding, which pierced deeply into Lei Ding's thighs.

Every time the lightning runs, the muscles on its thighs will twitch. Although He Yiming did not experience it personally, it can be imagined that this pain is definitely not easily tolerated.

He Yiming had already arrived at Baima's side while shaking. He did not ask why Baima was so severely injured, but reached out and gently slapped Baima's thigh.

The powerful true energy had arrived on the wounds in an instant, and the sharp teeth trembled slightly, and then they shot backwards like arrows leaving the strings.

Originally, there was not much blood coming out here, but when these sharp teeth were taken out by He Yiming, a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out.

He Yiming frowned slightly, and the true energy was flowing in these wounds, and the blood was stopped soon.

The white horse thunder and lightning stood quietly, and the huge pain seemed to have not affected it at all.

He Yiming looked up, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. At this time, the white horse seemed to have undergone some transformation. Although he could not understand this change, this feeling was absolutely correct.

A piece of white stone was taken out from his arms, and He Yiming handed it to the white horse's mouth. Its teeth were bitten away and half of them were immediately bitten away.

As the white horse slowly chewed, a thick milky white light flashed across its body.

He Yiming knew that this was a sign that Baima's injury was about to recover.

Shirashi's wonderful uses are ineffective. This small injury can only be said to be an insignificant little thing for Shirashi's healing ability. It only takes a short moment to completely recover.

He Yiming turned his head and said hatefully: "Brother Bai, didn't you say that lightning will not be hurt?"

Hundred and eight opened their mouths, and suddenly a slight sound came from its belly, and then a stream of black smoke spewed out of his mouth.

He Yiming looked at him with a dazed look, not understanding what he was doing.

However, he never expected that Bailinga would fall down straight and hit the ground with a plop.

He Yiming and Baozhu looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

There is such a ghost today. When dealing with a small colorful holy tiger, the white horse was injured so seriously. What's even more terrifying is that Bailingba actually fell. This was the first time he had such an abnormal situation.

In their combination, Bailingba has always played a role like a stabilizing needle. This time the fall had a psychological impact on He Yiming even greater than the BMW's injury.

A light neigh came from behind, and the light on the white horse's body had disappeared. Just as He Yiming expected, the wounds on its body also disappeared.

The white horse of the divine horse appeared in front of He Yiming again, but compared with the past, it seemed to have grown a lot, and even its temperament has changed subtly.

It seems that it is less jumping and more calm.

"call……"

Bai Lingba suddenly sat up from the ground, and then his body stood up stiffly.

He Yiming pulled his face and said arduously: "Brother Bai, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, the program is messy, I restarted it."

He Yiming frowned, but unfortunately, although he and Bailingba have been together for many years, they still cannot understand this sentence.

He sighed softly, turned over the horse and said, "Let's continue chasing."

The white horse's thunder turned into a white line and went forward as quickly as possible. On its tail, Bailinga still pulled the slinger and walked forward. However, compared with the beginning, the white horse no longer made out the rolling yellow smoke, but walked forward with an extremely serious attitude.

He Yiming learned the previous lesson and never mentioned what happened to these two guys.

In fact, no matter what happened to them, as long as they are still by their side, that is enough...

An hour later, a slight cheer came from Baozhu's mouth, and He Yiming immediately understood that they were gradually approaching.

However, He Yiming soon discovered that on the way they were moving forward, a middle-aged man in blue robe stood suddenly. He carried his hands on his back and stood in the middle of the path they had to pass. In his hand, he was holding a golden wolf hair and scattering it casually, as if he was painting in the void.

He Yiming glanced at him. Although he had already felt the powerful aura that was rippling on this person, he did not stop at all. As long as this person did not stop him, he did not mind letting the white horse lightning take a detour, but if he wanted to stop him, he would be ready to vent the anger of one person and two beasts except Hundred and Eight.

The white horse whipped a little and walked around the man from then on. However, at this moment, the man said, "Do you want to know the whereabouts of Zhan Xuan?"

The white horse suddenly raised its hooves and stopped forcibly.

He Yiming turned around, his eyes flashed with light and said, "Do you know?"

In the northwest, He Yiming once asked the Tianchi lineage to inquire about the origin and whereabouts of the dead finger guest.

After learning that he had a relationship with Kairong State, his name was easy to know, but his people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Even with the strength of the Tianchi lineage, he could not find out where he was hiding.

He Yiming had long planned to break the grudge after returning from southern Xinjiang this time. But unexpectedly, someone said this here.

The man smiled slightly and said, "I heard a message by chance, and I don't know if it will be helpful to you."

"Please say it."

"As far as I know, when the Qilian two demons returned to the blessing of the cave, there was a broken finger guest around me." The man smiled slightly and said, "I only know so much. As for whether to believe it or not, please."

He Yiming looked at him coldly and suddenly asked, "What do you call me?"

"I am Yan Feicheng, the deputy leader of Huangquan Sect, made Brother He laugh."

He Yiming raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at him suspiciously for a while, and finally said, "Thank you for your advice." He gently slapped the horse's back, and the white horse continued to chase him like a flying lightning.

Yan Feicheng sighed and murmured: "I am also very strong. Whether I can escape to the ancestor depends on your own luck..."
Chapter completed!