Vol 8 Chapter 106: Scattered white stone

Zi Yiming’s confident face slowly closed up, and it was even more embarrassing under the gaze of the scorpion dragon’s slightly different look.
"He brother, the one you just called. It should be the famous one hundred and eight." Yan Zilong said with a smile: "When Shenlong adults came out, they said that this time, the re-sealing channel should be the peerless man. He paused. He asked in a strange tone: "But my brother, I listened to the veteran, they said that this hundred and eight people seem to be the same as the old man. Then where did he learn from God?

The way of God is the same as that of Budo. If there is no good inheritance and excellent talent, then you don’t want to achieve anything. Moreover, the way of God calculation is more about the inheritance of knowledge. If someone can be self-taught, this probability is negligible.
He Yiming whispered, said: "Brother, how do you know that the hundred and eight are good at God?"
Yanzi Long took it for granted: "In the past, our Shinto first operator and the first beast of the beast and the first of the beast, combined in the Beihai, calculated the whole year. The channel entrance was calculated. But after entering the channel, the channel could not be calculated. The location of the entrance was closed. We did not dare to attack casually. I was afraid that the passage would be enlarged and eventually it would be difficult to clean up, so I had to delay it indefinitely." He sighed and said: "If the one hundred and eighty did not figure out the passage The closing point of the entrance, then even if he has a bigger ability, don't want to close the channel smoothly.
He Yiming suddenly nodded, and it turned out that there was this reason.
Scorpion dragon shook his head and said: "If Mr. Hundreds and Eights also entered the passage with us, then we can completely close the passage in the past, and we will not stay there for five hundred and five thousand years." He said that he took a forehead and smiled. "I am also confused. How big is Mr. Hundred and Eight this year." How can it not live for five years?
He Yiming’s face suddenly became quite weird. He was sweating in his heart, and he was afraid that the number of years he lived would be more than five thousand years.
However, even if he killed him, he could not say it.
Even if it is a Shinto strong person, it is impossible to have a life span of 5,000 years. If everyone knows that the one hundred and eight people and the old human Shinto gods know each other, and the destination they are going to is the hometown of one hundred and eight, then God knows what uncontrollable things will happen.
The scorpion dragon looked around, but there was no trace of it. He was suspicious: "He brother, is Mr. Bai really really here?"
He Yiming said abruptly: "The hundred brothers are of course here. If not, who is this channel closed?
The scorpion dragon is slightly microscopic, saying: "If this is the case. Why I am not present."
He is quite confident about his strength. Only playing the other party is not a higher level of Shinto power. Then he is sure to be able to detect a clue.
He Yiming’s heart is also secretly concealed. It’s great to hide this guy. So many Shinto strong, there is no one who can show him.
"My brother is relieved, he has never liked to see outsiders, so it is customary to hide it. I will ask him to come out." He Yiming said with a shake. He vacated and flew into the air, and a golden light was splashed under his feet. The brilliance of the singer concealed his figure, so that the people below could not see his movements.
Stretching your hand and gently holding down the tracker on your chest, today's tracker seems to be a little bigger than the previous one, because there is more to it.
"Hundred brother, where are you?" He Yiming whispered.
For a long time, there was no sound coming out of the tracker.
He Yiming's figure slowly froze in midair. He suddenly appeared, and his strength seemed to have been taken away by something, and he couldn't do it with a bullet.
Inexplicable, there is an indescribable feeling of panic in his heart, and it is expanding rapidly.
Since the transmission of this tracker to his hands, it has become the most reliable contact tool between them.
In addition to entering the land of death and cutting off the connection with each other, as long as He Yiming speaks. Every hundred and eight will give him an accurate answer in the shortest time.
all of these. It is already taken for granted.
However, this time, after he made the call, the hundred and eight is still no news, no response, which makes He Yiming, who is used to the hundred and eight, feels an incomparable shock and Frightened.
As a new Shinto powerhouse, he should not be afraid of anything. However, at this moment, his heart has a feeling of fear that cannot be stopped.
Fear, he is really scared. Hidden. He does not seem to want to delve into this feeling, but he knows better that he must find out one hundred and eight.
After a stature, He Yiming has disappeared into the air and came to the ground.
At this point, his face is already faint. The body is even more revealing of a deep cold.
Scorpion dragon originally wanted to ask, but as soon as he saw his face, he suddenly became a chill in his own body. If he wanted to ask, he re-swallowed the six in the stomach, how the hundred brothers sealed the passage. ?" He Yiming asked quietly.
Yuan Lihuang gave a slight glimpse. She was the second time she saw He Yiming’s horrible expression.
In Kailuan, when her face was subjected to a whiplash that was difficult to heal, He Yiming’s calm appearance concealed the endless anger. At that time, he. It's like a volcano that bursts at any time, and it doesn't dare to get close.
At the moment, the appearance of He Yiming is barely calm. But the breath on his body is more and more frightening.
Taking a deep breath, Yuan Lihuang immediately said: "Hundred brothers took away most of the white stone, saying that it is necessary to use the power of the white stone to seal the space." paused, she asked: "一鸣. Hundred brothers, what happened to him?"
"I don't know" He Yiming shook his head. Road: "I can't contact him, and I can't sense his existence."
Although Bai Shi is precious, but for He Yiming, it is far less important than him. Therefore, his heart does not care about the gains and losses of White Rock at all, but feels extremely worried about the failure to respond to the hundred and eight.
Yuan Lihuang’s look changed slightly, and it’s inexplicable. In her mind, she flashed a strange scene.
When the space she guarded was completely stabilized, she seemed to see the sky above Iceland. The huge white stone was torn apart, flying like a cannonball onto the ice above the distance, and the ice was thrown out of size. The hole is sinking into the sea. She did not understand why she suddenly remembered this scene, but after hearing the disappearance of the disappearance of 108, the scene became clearer in her mind.
Scorpion Dragon finally came forward: "He brother, Mr. Hundred and Eight is missing?"
He Yiming barely smiled and said: "My brother laughed, and the hundred brothers may have been delayed by something, so I can't come out to meet them for a while."
His words are clearly meaning of self-comfort, because even he himself does not believe.
It was only in his heart that he was not completely desperate. Because many experiences have told him that one hundred and eight is a guy who can't die, even if he has made his body a riddled hole, he can automatically recover.
It is precisely because of this incredible special physique that He Yiming will firmly believe that he will not die anyway.
"One song, when the passage was closed, the boulder that the hundred brothers used to close the passage suddenly burst and scattered in the surrounding sea." Yuan Lihuang hesitated: "At that time, I had some strange feelings. It seems that this is not the white stone, but the hundred brothers."
Yuan Lihuang’s tone was slightly paused because it was so shocking.
However, He Yiming's face is gradually becoming ugly, Bai Shibai eight!
His eyes illuminate in vain, saying: "Where are the scattered white stones?"
Yuan Lihuang pointed to the surrounding sea and said: "White Rock has fallen into the sea and I don't know where to go."
He Yiming took a deep breath and his feet fell in vain. The ice under his feet had melted inexplicably. There was a small circular cave on the ice, allowing him to directly enter the seabed. .
The scorpion dragon looked at his feet inexplicably. He really can't guess the thoughts of He Yiming. Isn't the broken white stone related to the disappearance of one hundred and eight?
He Yiming opened his eyes and searched in the sea. At this time, the only worry in his heart is that he does not know where these white stone fragments are scattered. If it falls to the bottom of the sea, there are still some hopes to find it. But if it is involved in the vortex of space when Iceland disappears. Then he has no way.
It is far and wide in the sea, but there is no trace. Just as he was at a loss, the tracker on his chest suddenly moved.
He Yiming’s heart was overjoyed, just like the drowning man grabbed the last straw, and whether the straw could save his life. Will hold it firmly in your hand and never let go.
The tracker was taken out by He Yiming, and the thing slowly changed in the sea, eventually becoming a small mini version.
However, this hundred and eight obviously lost the liveliness and wisdom of the past~EbookFREE.me~ his movements are stiff and slow.
He Yiming knows well, knowing that this is definitely because the body of the hundred and eight has something wrong, so this little guy will become so.
The mini version of the hundred and eight suddenly headed toward a certain direction, but his degree is really slow.
He Yiming followed behind him. He only confirmed the direction of his swimming between the numbers. So he reached out and put it in his hand. His body twisted like a big fish, and he had already gone away in an instant.
It didn't take long for him to feel the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the throne, the sacred priest, the sacred world, the most powerful, the abandonment of the big prince, the prince, the night sacred god, the throne, the sacred, the sacred, the ninth, the most powerful, abandoned Zhouhuang martial arts 乾 将 将 将 将 将 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神The light.
He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up. This light is quite familiar to him, because this is the light of white stone, but the power in this white stone is almost exhausted, and the white light is also bleak and difficult to distinguish.