Chapter 175: Fleeing in panic

The huge arc visible to the naked eye spread in the form of a circle, and everything that came into contact with it was destroyed in an instant.

The huge current was like a God of Destruction, destroying all the things seen and unseen, and spreading at a lightning speed.

Countless subtle explosions appeared in the air, He Yiming's ears were slightly moved, but he was yelling in his heart that he was lucky.

Fortunately, he saw Yu Fei's magic weapon that was integrated into the blood rain with his own eyes, and also saw the unknown magic weapon mixed with the old ancestor of Huangquan to counterattack, so he felt a strong sense of suspicion about the gloomy aura in the sky.

Sure enough, there are also unknown things hidden here.

Although He Yiming has not tasted the taste of these things personally, just thinking about it will tell that they are by no means simple.

However, now, under the White Horse's momentum for a while, coupled with the lightning attack from Thunder Zhenzi, these things have been completely destroyed, and there is not even a trace of scum left behind.

The white horse chewed desperately, and the weak aura on its body gradually increased. Bai Shi quickly transformed into its power, allowing its somewhat swaying four hooves to stand firm again.

Then, without waiting for He Yiming's order, it spread its four hooves and ran out like flying ahead.

Although its speed is far from reaching its peak state, it also follows the arc and is still much faster than ordinary venerables.

Jimo Fanshu's figure in the sky suddenly rose up and rushed towards the sky like a flying sword.

At his feet, the huge electric arc kept chasing him until it was more than ten feet high, and then it dissipated. However, in this void, there were still a trace of purple electric light flashing from time to time.

His face finally changed. Only then did he realize that he originally thought that the junior who could not escape from his palm would actually plan in secret, but instead pretended to him.

He dismounted and became an enemy of himself, but in fact he was attracting his attention and giving the other two holy beasts time to release huge thunder and lightning.

However, once he thought of the power of lightning just now, even he was a little scared.

Because he himself was not sure, if he was really involved in this lightning, would he be safe and sound?

His eyes turned and his face turned gloomy.

He Yiming guessed right. Among these gloomy auras, there are actually tens of thousands of plankton that can float in the void.

These creatures are like blood-sucking insects. Once they attach to the body of humans and beasts, they will desperately drill into the flesh.

Their vitality is extremely powerful. Even if they are bombarded with true energy, it is difficult to kill or expel them. In addition to using the secret method of the blood coagulation lineage, it is difficult for anyone to tolerate the attack of this plankton.

However, these plankton also have a fatal disadvantage, that is, they cannot fly, and they can only take the opportunity to invade when humans and beasts hit them.

The reason why Jimo Fanshu set up such a huge net full of plankton is to wait, and he wanted to see the frightened expression when He Yiming and his friends broke through.

However, under the thunder and lightning of the white horse, these tens of thousands of plankton were actually caught in one place, leaving no one left.

Although these planktons are extremely powerful, the difficulty of cultivating them is also quite harsh.

Even though he has used it for hundreds of years, he has only cultivated these tens of thousands. Today it has been ruined and hundreds of years of hard work has been wasted.

As soon as he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but feel a vague pain, and his body flashed and he had already flew over.

In his heart, there was a strong murderous intent that was extremely strong. Such a strong murderous intent had not appeared for more than a hundred years.

After Baima and Huangquan Ancestor left, a man ran down from the distant peaks.

This man had a handsome face and a little gloomy. It was Hao Xue who had returned from the northwest. He had just woken up from the meditation and rushed to this place immediately, but what he saw was a mess.

Looking at the burnt black land around him and the tiny purple arcs flashing and disappearing in the air, his face was gloomy and gloomy.

After a glance, he finally saw a figure on the ground in the distance. He ran over and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This person was actually charred all over, and was clearly powered by a large amount of lightning. But to his surprise, this person's body was still twitching slightly, as if there was a trace of life.

He was overjoyed, and after a closer look, he immediately shook his head and sighed without saying a word.

There was a fatal injury on this person's chest, which was a piercing heart. Even if this person was a man in the Shinto, he would definitely die. The reason why he had not yet died is probably because the power of lightning just now stimulated the last trace of potential in his body.

"Brother Jimo..."

A subtle voice came from the man's mouth, and Hao Xue's face changed slightly. He hesitated for a moment, picked up the man and sent him back to Jiuyou.

Those who can call their ancestor Brother Jimo must be the master of the times and have a certain friendship with their ancestors.

With the power of the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring, it is impossible to revive the dead, but it is still certain that he wants to survive for half a day.

Then everything will be decided after the Old Ancestor Huangquan comes back.

He Yiming drove the horse and as Bai Shi's energy continued to flow into his belly, the speed of the white horse's thunder and lightning became faster and faster, and its limbs became more and more powerful.

However, at this moment, He Yiming sensed a powerful sense of crisis coming from behind.

He turned his head and looked around, feeling horrified.

A black shadow flew over quickly in the sky, and his speed was even faster than the white horse at this moment.

If the white horse is at its peak, even if this person is flying in the sky, it is still sure to compete with it. However, the white horse is obviously implicated because of his efforts just now, and the distance between the two sides is quickly getting closer.

Although the ancestor Huangquan had not caught up with him, the powerful murderous intent was still overwhelming, making He Yiming shudder like falling into an ice cellar.

He was frightened and could not think of why this person suddenly had a murderous intent.

However, He Yiming knew even more that he would not be able to catch up with him this time, otherwise this life would really have to be explained here.

However, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, while He Yiming's face became paler and paler.

A flash of light flashed in Jimo Fanshu's eyes. He had already reached the range that he could attack. With his wrist turned, a bright light flashed out. With a light wave, he stabbed towards the white horse's butt at a faster speed.

Although this holy beast spot killed him for hundreds of years of hard work to cultivate plankton, the powerful power of thunder and lightning made him quite appreciate it, so he just wanted to take it down and see if there is a chance to tame it in the future.

However, as soon as he left his hand, he saw a black shadow suddenly jumping out from the white horse's belly. The black shadow raised his hand and immediately bounced his light away.

The white horse did not stop at all, and carried He Yiming and Baozhu faster and faster.

And behind them, Bailingba, who had hidden under the belly of the white horse at some point, jumped out on his own initiative.

Jimo Fanshu snorted coldly. Although he was surprised by this person's hidden art, he no longer showed any mercy at this moment.

The light on his body suddenly burst into pieces, and countless lights shone on Bailingba's body, as if he had to fix him in place. He patted him gently with his hands, silently, making people unable to defend himself.

Jimo Fanshu had already made up his mind to kill a great master of Five Qi in the shortest time, then the effect of using the flying sword in the air was far less than that of doing it in close combat.

Bailingba stretched out a calm palm, as if he wanted to block this palm.

But Jimo Fanshu's arm turned and it wrapped around like there was no bone.

This kind of cultivation of bones to the point where it is like a snake bone, is probably the only ancestor in the assassination world.

However, Bailingba's arm actually moved at the same time. Its arm was softer and tougher than the arm of the Old Ancestor Huangquan.

Jimo Fanshu's eyes condensed. This person was so strange that he was even more difficult to deal with than He Yiming.

His arm suddenly bounced, and a powerful force burst out, shaking Bailinga's arm away.

Although Bailingba is extremely powerful, the power of the peak of humanity in front of him is actually suppressing him steadily.

This is the power of the Nine Heavens, truly unparalleled powerful power.

Then, Jimo Fanshu took a step forward, and one of his palms became as dark as iron, and there was a faint smell of fishy smell.

This palm was as fast as lightning, hitting Bailingba's chest.

Bailingba reached out to block it. Although he blocked the palm, he was hit directly on the chest by the huge force and his arm.

The huge force mixed with a trace of black poisonous gas invaded his body. This was a force that was enough to completely suppress the Five Qi Great Venerables. Even Bailinga felt unbearable.

It seemed that after a few struggles, Bailingba finally stopped moving. His big eyes, which were like gems, no longer had any sense of brilliance, his head drooped down like a dejected person, and his whole body no longer had any breath of life.

Although he has no life breath, his appearance now makes people easily forget what happened before.

Jimo Fanshu relaxed his palm, and Bailingba slowly slipped to the ground in front of him, motionless.

Jimo Fanshu had deep confidence in his palm. He was confident about the consequences of this palm. He was too lazy to even look at it and chased the white horses in the distance.

However, he didn't know that just after he left, Bailingba stood up as if nothing had happened. He glanced at his body and a flash of light, as if he had changed into a new outfit, walking towards the front with a chic manner.
Chapter completed!