Vol 6 Chapter 125: Western Savior

A long laugh sounded, and one stepped out from the corner of the mountain wall."
He Yiming looked at the person and his brows were slightly wrinkled. The person's face was different, his eyes were deep and his nose was bright, and his eyes were a touch of yellow.
As long as you look at the appearance of this person, you know that he is not an oriental.
Coldly, He Yiming said: "The strong from the West, I do not know how to call it.
The man smiled proudly and said: "This seat Gabri."
He Yiming nodded slightly and said: "It turned out to be Gabriel, I don't know what you are doing here."
Gabri doubled and looked at He Yiming: "This seat is here, specifically to wait for you.
He said in his mouth that he did not stop and walked forward until he was in front of him.
He Yiming was puzzled: "Mr. Gabriel, do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know that you are a young master from the Eastern Dashen." Gabriel said: "You are a friend of the Golden Campaign, called Yi Yiming."
He Yiming’s face flashed a trace of surprise, and this person really was waiting for himself.
Gabri suddenly sighed and said: "Your East is really the place where the heavens and the earth are, the talents come forth, the masters are like clouds. The Golden Campaign and you are so young, but they have broken through the limit. If this seat has not been wrong, you should Has successfully atomized the soldiers.
He Yiming had a glimpse of his heart. He did not initially put the old man in his heart.
Because he has just arrived here, he has already seen his whereabouts, and seeing his breath at the moment, at most, is an ordinary first-line day.
But when he talked with the old man a few words, the other party actually broke his realm at the moment, which made He Yiming secretly shocked.
He Yiming is not moving on the surface, said: "Yes, in the next lucky, just fogged into Ding, when he spoke, his ears shook slightly, the spirit is also highly concentrated, quietly feeling the old man The change of breath.
Next, his heart is a horror.
This old look at the appearance of J1 in the past, the only one of the strongest people, but when He Yiming pays attention to him, this is the only thing that the old man’s cultivation is unfathomable. Even he could not see through the real repair of the old man. Among the strong people who He Yiming really handed over, it seems that only the strong talents of Zhuo Yufeng, who is the guardian of the martial arts of the Guardian, gave him a similar feeling.
For a moment, He Yiming has already made it clear that standing in front of himself, where is the strongman of the first-line sky, is simply a true and respectable adult.
He hated in his heart that this Western singer was sneaky and secretly concealed and cultivated, certainly not sympathetic.
All the secrets he has done, especially the downwind and singularity, are even more powerful. Even Gabri, who is opposite, has not noticed that his true strength has been exhausted.
Gabriel’s eyes had a different brilliance, and he suddenly said:
There is something to ask in this seat, and ask the children to tell the truth.

He Yiming smiled and said: "Please ask:"
"According to this seat, everyone enters the Ghost Ridge, and can only stay for at least one month, and it seems that you have passed through the Ghost Ridge for five days." Gabriel’s voice was quite dignified. Out, it must become mad, and your sane consciousness is even more successful in atomizing the soldiers. I don’t know why you are afraid of the gloom of it?"
He Yiming’s heart flashed a fascinating thought. The Western old man was indeed a visionary. After He Yiming came out, he immediately found the most valuable problem.
If there is a way to resist the haze of the ghosts, then the chances of being promoted will undoubtedly be much greater.
However, I don’t know if this old man has been promoted to the Supreme for too long, and he is flattered and does not know the world. Such a question can even be asked, fearing that only an idiot will tell the truth.
He thought about the electric turn, and coughed a little, saying: "Since the seniors consulted, the younger generation bluntly told me."
Gabri immediately listened to it, even though it was his strength, there was a nervous mood at this time. After all, this matter is too crucial. If the whole West has mastered this secret, then perhaps after the millennium, the top combat power of the West can completely cross the East, and they will be overwhelmed by their suppression.
He Yiming sang: "The younger generation has seen it in an ancient book. As long as one thing is obtained, then after swallowing, it will be able to fear the dark fog of the ghost."
Gabri waited for a while, but he saw that He Yiming still did not speak, and could not help but urge: "What."
He Yiming has a serious way: "The weapon of the gods."
Gabriel groaned and said: "Swallow the weapon of the gods?"
He Yiming has a big head and said: "Yeah, if you don't believe it, don't give it a try. If you swallow the weapon of the gods, you will still be afraid of the haze of the ghosts, then all the younger generations. Is asking."
Gabriel sank for a moment, his face gradually darkened.
Although he would speak the language of Da Shen, he was not proficient. After half a ring, he wanted to understand the meaning of He Yiming.
If a normal person swallows the weapon of the gods, then he must be sure to send the dead into the ghost forest, and certainly not afraid of the gloom. When he figured this out, he immediately understood that the other party was playing with people.
His face gradually gloomy and smiled. "The children are so happy, even the old man dares to play tricks."
He Yiming heads up and sighs: "You are old and confused. You are a Westerner. I am a person from the East. Don't say that there is no such secret in my hands. Even if there is, how can I tell? with you."
Gabriel smiled and said: "Yes, this seat is really a bit confused. However, as long as you take it down, you will not be able to ask what you want to know."
He Yiming’s eyes turned slightly, and suddenly thought of the words of Gabri at first. He asked:
You just mentioned the Golden Brothers in the Golden Campaign. Have you ever met with Jin Brothers?

Gabri screamed and said: "The kid in the Golden Battle is slippery like a fish, and he is as timid as a rat. He only knows how to escape and hide, and he simply does not dare to let go of the battle with the old man."
He Yiming suddenly realized that "Your original is the sage of the old man who pursued the golden brother in the West..."
Gabriel’s glimpse, then innocent smile:
Since it’s already guessed by you, this seat is innocent.

After he said this, the momentum of his body suddenly grew like a fly. It was just a moment, and the powerful pressure was filled with space like this.
This is indeed a powerful pressure on the level of the Sayādaw. Even though He Yiming at the moment, under the pressure of this majestic pressure, there is also a feeling of poor breathing.
Gabri let go of the power, he said one word: "Speaking the method of immune yin, this seat will not kill you today."
His killing was originally very firm, but after seeing He Yiming staying in Ghost Cry for more than a month but did not become mad, the thoughts in his heart had a subtle change.
He Yiming took a deep breath and raised a huge war from his body.
Although his momentum is not able to compete with the other side, it is not difficult to just keep a stable place.
At the top of the 100th meeting, it seems that the endless world of heaven and earth is constantly coming into his body, so that the infuriating energy he consumes can be supplemented by the maximum limit.
"The younger generation does not have any method of immune yin and anger. If you don't believe it, there is no way for the younger generation." He Yiming said with both hands, helplessly said.
He does not have this umbrella method, because in addition to his envy, no second person can have such a magical physique.
It is also the only one that can look at the world by refining the same haze and turning it into infuriating.
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 royal family, the night sacred god, the throne, the sacred, the sacred, the most powerful, the abandonment, the empire, the martial arts Night killing gods and gods, the throne, seeking the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the congratulations and determination of He Yiming, Gabri I was not annoyed, but my mouth was slightly stunned. "You don't say it doesn't matter, I will give birth to you, and then let you taste the pain of the soul-hunting technique. At that time, whatever you know, it will be said."
His voice is extremely flat, but the murderousness contained in it is incomparable.
He Yiming reached out and took a shot, and the five-ring ring was magically jumped into his hands.
"You can't even give birth to the golden brothers in the realm of the world. How can he win the congratulations?" He Yiming said proudly: "Is it true that the people of the West are as big as you are?"
Gabriel’s eyes were finally unable to cover up and flashed a murder.
Thousands of miles of chasing the gold battle, he was actually rid of all kinds of means, and at the last minute to understand the skills of the Wanli leisure court.
For a saint like him, this is definitely the biggest shame in his life. Even in the Western world, there are only a handful of people who dare to mention this matter in front of him.
At this moment, He Yiming’s unrelenting words broke into the key, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.
"Kid, look for death."
The four words spit out from his mouth, and he put out a hand, so he went to He Yiming in such a big way.
As soon as the hand came out, the huge momentum around it suddenly moved immediately. EbookFREE.me~ It was like getting the order and squeezing toward He Yiming.
The powerful power of imprisonment came from all directions, and it seemed that he wanted to keep him firmly in this place.
He Yiming's eyes were slightly bright. He gently waved the five-row ring in his hand, and raised a faint mist on the five-row ring. This mist spread with his instinct toward the four sides.
After receiving the help of this piece of mist, He Yiming’s already faltering atmosphere suddenly stabilized, and once again he was rock solid.
Gabri’s eyes flashed a taunting look, and he sighed: "Broken..."
The pressure around it suddenly increased exponentially, as if it was a moment, the boulder became a mountain, the creek became the sea, and the powerful force of imprisonment was far beyond the imagination of He Yiming.
At this point, He Yiming knew that the original sage's all-out efforts were so powerful and unthinkable.
His knees bent slightly, sitting on the horse, and a loud shout sounded from his mouth.