Vol 8 Chapter 89: floating object

Under the ground, the same piece of soft sand, in this environment, no fate can be nurtured and grown.
Some of He Yiming’s faint understanding, why he would not like it here, subconsciously do not want to use the technique of drilling the earth in this environment, that is because the environment here is indeed far from the outside world. He sighed softly, but his body was like a fish, and he continued to drill down.
Around him, there are countless horrifying compound eyes that look at the two companions who are clearly in the wrong direction from different places and from different angles. But from beginning to end, none stopped to stop or cross-examine. For these lowest-order death creatures, they have only one purpose: to move forward, advance, and move forward, until they have drowned everything in the world with their bodies.
As for the two companions who lost their position, what they want to do, it will never be imagined by its dry head.
Under the ground, gradually it was a little hot, and after this point, He Yiming finally got rid of those horrible and disgusting monsters. Because in such a deep underground, only Shenlong and his two talents can lurk here. "The temperature at the bottom of the ground is lower." The sound of the dragon suddenly rang. This is not because it speaks, but because of the idea, the thoughts are conveyed. He Yiming’s emblem is a glimpse, saying:
The temperature at the bottom of the earth?

"Yeah, these dead creatures continue to devour the life of this sphere. If one day even the heat below disappears, then the sphere is afraid of being difficult to maintain." Shenlong said slowly. He Yiming's brow wrinkled, he really could not understand the meaning of the dragon.
Shenlongtai laughed with a mockery and said: "You don't understand it now, but I believe that you will definitely know the day." He Yiming blinked and asked: "When will it be?" ?"
Shenlong suddenly sinks, and after a half-sound, it slows down: "Work hard, you will reach this height." "Pseudo-deity?" The dragon seems to laugh a few times, slamming the speed toward the front. And go.
He Yiming did not dare to neglect, stand--that is, to keep up with the horsepower, but in his heart is secretly swearing. "This dragon is very strange to talk about, but even the pseudo-deity can not comprehend the meaning of this sentence, but one by one. One by one
As soon as I read this, his heart beats vigorously. If it is a pseudo-deity, it is the true peak of the most peak in the Shinto. Do you need the power of true deity to understand the true meaning of this sentence?
He wanted to ask, but when he thought about the identity of the dragon and the relationship between them, he finally dismissed the idea.
Walking on the ground is indeed much slower than in the sky, and with the strength of He Yiming, I can still hear the sounds of the dead creatures crawling overhead. These sounds are endless, one layer after another, as if it is never ending. Even if He Yiming’s fixed strength and martial arts repairs at this time, together in this kind of environment, it is also full of sweat and hair. He would rather go out and fight with the other side, and would not like to mix them into these monsters to guide them. However, after squinting at the dragon in front of him, He Yiming finally suppressed this idea. Even if the dragon does not mind doing this, then what qualifications do you have to be picky?
I don't know how long it took, Shenlong finally stopped, and He Yiming suddenly felt a strong idea rising up and swaying upwards.
He has been dealing with these monsters for a long time. He Yiming also knows that although they have endless quantity and powerful strength, they have no intentions, so when the Shinto powers scan their minds, they can't feel it.
However, the number of them is too much, and it is so much that it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible, so the two sides will be entangled here, until now. "They...and it came." The sound of the dragon was once again smashed from He Yiming’s mind.
He Yiming couldn't stand it anymore. He also released his mind, passed through the ground, passed through thousands of dead creatures, and finally came to the ground. Then, a cold chill came out of his heart.
He saw that in the sky, there was a huge, floating patch that floated in the air at a glance.
From the body of this floating object, thousands of black ribbons have been dropped, and more of the lowest-order death creatures are sliding down the streamers. They are all agile and orderly, just like after numerous trainings. The lions in the battle are generally, and there is no feeling of confusion at all.
At the same time, from this huge flying float, countless death creatures of various colors are vacating, some of them are guarding around, but more are entering the old dye underneath. Of course, some of them also fly directly to the distance. As for what is in that direction, then don't ask.
The only feeling that this float gives He Yiming is that it is big and unbeatable. This kind of big has already reached the limit of human imagination, even if it is turned into the longest dragon, it is just like a baby in front of it is not worth it - "Dragons, are they coming down from this thing?" "He Yiming's thoughts have even had some slight embarrassment after seeing this scene. This is not his timidity, but an instinctive reaction.
Although the Shinto strong has great power, after seeing these things that have become more and more imaginative, they will still be shocked and surprised. "Yes, they are coming down from this thing, and it is once in a hundred years." Shenlong said calmly.
He Yiming tried his best to calm down his life. He asked: "Is this thing attacking?" "Of course, at the first encounter, after the death creatures on this thing are all down, Proactively attacked us."
He Yiming’s heart suddenly accelerated his beating. He knew that Xiaolong and others must have defeated this thing, but what he couldn’t understand was how they could do it to defeat this thing?
If you don't say anything else, the volume of this thing is already an indescribable pressure. If you want to cope with this thing, I am afraid that it is not a fake who can do it. "Dragon God, how do you beat it?"
"Death?" Shenlong smirked and said: "Between us and the dead creatures, only life and death "has no victory." He paused and said: "The first time we met this thing, we were caught off guard, and over ten people passed. Shinto died under this thing. However, it did not escape from this sphere in the end, and it was finally broken by us, turned into a waste group."
He Yiming nodded slightly, but his heart was quite suspicious. Could it be that he was able to kill this thing at the cost of ten gods? Shenlong suddenly said: "You guessed, this thing has died." He Yiming stunned, his mind turned, and suddenly a flash of light, said: "Monster acupoints?
"Yes, you are smart." Shenlong said with relief: "I can be sure that it has been killed, but its body has turned into a monster acupoint. I have used countless methods and cannot refine it. But this time it can finally be done."
He Yiming’s face changed abruptly. He snorted and asked:
You must refine it, I don’t know why?

Shenlong indulged for a moment and said: "If you want to hand over this thing to you, I will tell you. In this acupoint, there is a core. Only after refining this material is it It can be revealed. And this kernel is very important to me, can you understand?"
He Yiming hesitated a moment, said: "Dragon, you know the power of the Kowloon furnace, if you directly burned this kernel..." "You can rest assured that the core is invulnerable, the fire does not invade, want to put it Destruction, relying on the Kowloon furnace is impossible." Shenlong said proudly.
He Yiming silently said that although he did not know the use of this kernel for Shenlong, he also knew that this thing must be very important for Shenlong, otherwise it would not spend such great energy to deal with this matter.
There must be a king of death creatures on the top, so these monsters can be realized in a well-organized manner. "Shenlong sneer," said: "But since I met me~EbookFREE.me~ I have to make them messy."

He Yiming whispered, he immediately remembered the scenes of the battle with the dead creatures, immediately said: "In these monsters, there must be some guys with wisdom, they are hiding behind and commanding the monsters to attack. And these guys are absolutely more than one."
Shenlong haha ​​smiled: "You look very accurate. Every attack of these monsters, once they consume two-thirds of the power, will definitely give up the target retreat, waiting for the future to come back..." in its voice With a hint of bitter taste: "But it is precisely because of this, so we can not completely eliminate them." He Yiming has a clear heart, but the practices of these monsters are helpless.
After the arrival of the 100-year-old reinforcements, these monsters will attack the fearless death. This process knows how long it will last. However, when they are consuming two-thirds of their strength but unable to capture the Shinto, they will be evacuated and wait for the next hundred years of reinforcements.
In the meantime, the Shinto powers attacked everywhere and killed as many monsters as possible to ease the burden of the next big army. In this way, like a reincarnation, the Shinto and other Shinto powers have experienced five full times of the dragon's body moving, and a faint power spread from it. "You can get ready to do it, I will protect the law for you."