Chapter 351: The Old Assassin's Guess

He Yiming's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes swept, and immediately brought the expressions of Di Shitian and others into their eyes. Although there seemed to be no strange expression on their faces, He Yiming knew that the three of them were quite concerned about this matter.

Indeed, for the powerful man at the ninth level of humanity, anything that can be related to the "Shendao" is extremely important.

After He Yiming triggered the power of the golden god, he not only did not die or his dantian burst, but instead jumped and lived well. This kind of change was the only one in the past five thousand years, without any semicolons.

So they wanted to know from the bottom of their hearts how He Yiming did this.

Moreover, although the three of them did not explain it on their lips, they all had an idea in their hearts. If they could get this method, could they try it?

Anyway, you can escape at any time and you will not be in danger of your life.

If you are lucky enough to be promoted to Shinto, wouldn’t you be able to reach the sky in one step and become the number one master in the world?

With a light cough, He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Emperor, He is actually not sure, but..."

When He Yiming said that he was unable to confirm, a hint of disappointment flashed in everyone's eyes, but they did not doubt it, because there were too many changes in He Yiming, and most of these things were unexplainable.

However, when He Yiming changed his mind, a glimmer of hope burst out on their faces at the same time.

Having disturbed his nose, He Yiming said sincerely: "But He has a feeling that the reason why he can escape safely should be related to the other god-powers that He has in his body."

"Other powers of gods..." Indra murmured, as he felt enlightened in his heart.

The God's lips squirmed slightly, as if he was calculating something. But after a moment, he sighed disappointed and said, "This matter is... difficult."

The glory in Jimo Fanshu's eyes also faded away. He nodded slowly, agreeing with the view of the God's Operation.

In their bodies, they only absorbed a kind of divine power. This was just to advance to the ninth level of humanity, so they gritted their teeth and faced the difficulties and absorbed and melted.

In this process, they clearly understand the difficulties of understanding and absorbing the power of God.

Even when facing a kind of power of gods, they all have a feeling that it is difficult to drive. If another...

Even the three of them were not sure at all.

"The power of many gods is done by the legendary people in the divine way, and under the divine way." Indra Shitian shook his head slightly and said, "There are too few who can condense the power of many gods under the divine way."

Jimo Fanshu and the God's Consort looked at each other, and they both thought to themselves that there were not only too few, but they should be unique.

Although several peaks of humanity have finally successfully absorbed two kinds of divine powers with different attributes over the past dynasties, there is indeed no other one in today's world except He Yiming.

It is precisely because of this that they clearly know that their wishful thinking cannot be started.

"Shinto..." He Yiming suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, in today's world, even if people in Shinto appear, there is nothing scary."

The faces of Indra Shitian and the other two changed at the same time. Their eyes at He Yiming all showed a strange light.

The God's Pursuit coughed lightly and said, "Elder He, the power of Shinto is indeed capable of overwhelming seas, which is far beyond the reach of humanity." He paused and said, "You should have seen it with your own eyes."

In the desert, the performance of Shinto blood coagulation people is still fresh in everyone's memory.

He Yiming looked solemn, without any joking, and said, "Old God's Consort, He certainly understands it. But you should also remember the situation at that time."

The God's Pursuit said solemnly: "It will never be forgotten for life."

He Yiming said in a deep voice: "So did Elder God's Consortium remember what the power of heaven and earth was like after that move?"

The body of the divine shaking slightly, and even Indra was moved.

Only then did they remember that after the divine power of the Shinto blood-coagulated man, the power of heaven and earth around them was exhausted. This feeling could be clearly sensed by any innate powerhouse, so they naturally could not be exceptional.

However, under the huge power of the power of heaven and earth, they were deeply shocked, so they subconsciously ignored other things.

The God's Purposer slapped his hands and said excitedly: "Yes, the power of heaven and earth requires huge power of heaven and earth to be released. Once the power of heaven and earth cannot be supported, then even people in the divine way can't release the power of heaven and earth."

There was a hint of blush on his face, and it was obvious that after understanding this truth, it would have a huge impact on him.

Indra hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother He, the power of the divine way is unfathomable, but it is not only able to use the power of heaven and earth."

He Yiming exclaimed lightly. He had also read ancient books of the previous generation and knew that the powerful Shinto power had infinite power like a turbulent sea, but all the ancient books were unclear and did not give a specific summary.

But thinking about it, Shinto has disappeared for five thousand years. It would be incredible if the things from that time could be preserved completely until now.

In fact, before seeing the power of heaven and earth of the Shinto blood-coagulant, He Yiming even wondered whether the Shinto man had such powerful power. At this moment, he certainly believed it.

However, besides the power of heaven and earth, what special magical powers do people in the divine way have are not something He Yiming can know.

Jimo Fanshu's eyes flashed with surprise. He had never seen the power of heaven and earth of the Shinto blood-coagulant, but he could hear a little clue from the conversation between the three of them.

Not only that, he also remembered the scene he saw on the deserted island that day, when the island was instantly split into two by some force.

I'm afraid that only the legendary power of heaven and earth can achieve such a strange event.

His eyes rolled slightly, and Jimo Fanshu laughed and said, "Brother Emperor, have you seen the power of Shinto with your own eyes?"

Indra's brow frowned slightly. He had already learned the origin of the Shinto blood-coagulant from He Yiming's mouth, so even he felt a little embarrassed when Jimo Fanshu was present.

He Yiming smiled heartily and said, "Master of Huangquan Sect, He went to southern Xinjiang this time and luckily obtained a puppet, which has the power of the divine way."

"Puppet?" Jimo Fanshu's face became more and more surprised. However, in just a moment, his face had completely recovered: "Brother He, I wonder if you can come out and meet your puppet."

He Yiming laughed and said, "This puppet is actually acquainted with the sect leader." He said, making a long and distant roar.

Although the roar was not high, it spread from afar, and the entire Tianchi Mountains were clearly heard.

Jimo Fanshu was increasingly surprised. The only puppet he knew seemed to be the only ancestor of the Yu family.

But during the battle of the island that day, he saw with his own eyes that the ancestor of the Yu family, who was angry and embarrassed by the dark speaker Garfield, used some methods by him. As a result, he rushed towards He Yiming like crazy. Finally, he pointed out the relics between his eyebrows and finally sank into the sea.

Jimo Fanshu originally planned to go and look for it, but when he saw that the two Western powers actually released the power of light and darkness, he could only escape in an instant. As far as he could escape, he could not care about any puppet.

But now, he heard He Yiming's tone, it seemed that this puppet was not dead, and what was even more incredible was that he actually possessed the power of the divine way.

As soon as he thought of this, Jimo Fanshu's heart suddenly became as chaotic as a mass. Even with his concentration, he had a faint sense of impulse.

The black figure flashed in front of everyone, and then immediately stood firmly.

Jimo Fanshu looked at the familiar face, took a deep breath, and said, "It's him..."

He Yiming shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "That's right, it's him."

Jimo Fanshu's face gradually turned pale. This puppet was made by him. For this puppet, he not only spent a lot of energy, but also devoted all the blood coagulants he had worked hard to cultivate over hundreds of years to it. But he never expected that it would eventually become a wedding dress for others.

With a slight movement in his heart, Jimo Fanshu wanted to use special skills to try to control the blood coagulant again, but he gave up later because he knew clearly that in his mind, the faint thought had long dissipated, and this was also the real reason why he had determined that the blood coagulant had died in the past.

However, what he couldn't understand at this time was that since the blood-coagulant's thought had dissipated, how could He Yiming control this puppet?

With a thought, Jimo Fanshu exclaimed: "Seventy-two relics? You have practiced the blood coagulation sutra."

He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "He was happy to see the hunt, so he learned a little."

Jimo Fanshu smiled bitterly and nodded, then said, "Although the seventy-two relics are powerful, they are still insufficient compared to my husband's blood coagulation. How could he have the power of the divine power?"

He Yiming spread his hands and said, "Master of Huangquan Sect, I should ask you this question."

Indra and the Divine Suanzi both nodded slightly. Among these people, Jimo Fanshu is the real descendant of the Blood Coagulation Sutra. If he didn't even know, then how could He Yiming, a guy who was obviously a half-baked, know?

Jimo Fanshu's old face turned slightly red. He stared at the Shinto Blood Clotting Man, but no matter how he wanted to break his scalp, he could not think of the reason.

After a long time, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Jimo Fanshu said slowly: "Maybe it was because the two blood coagulation people had an intersection that there was a special change."

He Yiming remained silent, but he thought in his heart that this old assassin was indeed extraordinary and had guessed the reason. However, he could not have imagined that the 72 relics that blended with his blood-coagulant were not the seventy-two relics, but the 108 great relics of the Venerables that included the Shinto relics.

Although Jimo Fanshu expressed some interest, he did not have any intention of asking for the Shinto blood coagulation man.

The situation is stronger than others now. Even this old assassin, who is the best in the world, can only knock down his teeth and swallow blood, and will never mention this matter.

Indra's eyes turned and he suddenly smiled, "Since Brother He has achieved success, then let's set off tomorrow."
Chapter completed!