MTL - Martial God-v8 Chapter 222 guess

He Yiming slowly moved his head. For this answer, everyone here is no stranger.

The basis of its own force and the realm of exerting force are the most crucial factors determining how powerful a martial artist can exert.

If you want to use your own strength to push out the limit strength, you must have a strong, consistent with your own martial arts, and even a higher level.

A first-line strongman who controls his own strength to the ordinary innate level, if it is with an ordinary innate master, then the result of winning is almost a matter of nailing.

On the other hand, if an ordinary congenital suddenly has the strength of a line of days, but if he is to fight with the real first-line players, hey - the ultimate victory can be minimal.

This truth, as long as it is a person who has cultivated a little martial arts, is fully aware. But at this time, when the cautious mouth was spoken in the mouth of the lame, the people were still listening carefully, even with a slight bit of a gasp.

The voice of Minhang is not very heavy, but his bite is clear and his attitude is dignified. It is clearly used with a very heart.

"I want to sway the greatest power of my own realm. The two are indispensable. The same..." Minhang’s eyes are not flashing, and he said: "If you can have the strength of one's own realm at one point." Then you can use stronger force."

He Yiming’s look moved a little, and he sighed: “You mean that the martial arts realm of that person has been far from the realm.”

Minhang nodded without hesitation and said: "Yes, this person's strength is only the peak of the cliff, but his martial arts realm is unfathomable, far from the virtual world, so even though he It's equal to your strength, but you can compete with you on your own and never lose."

He Yiming's mouth slightly split a little, revealing a bitter smile.

It turns out that this is the real answer.

Just as the two players are catching and killing on the chessboard, if they have the same chess power and have not given the children on the board, then the killing is of course quite equal and difficult to understand.

However, if the pieces on the board are the same, but the chess strength of the two players is far from the distance, then it will naturally fall to the side.

He Yiming deeply understands this truth, but he never imagines that this one-sided person will actually fall on his own head. "No." Bao pig suddenly said: "The martial arts realm of that person has reached the pseudo-deity, but with the strength of the virtual state, you should not be able to confront you." Bao pig, can not be rude. He Yiming's brow was slightly wrinkled, and he yelled.

The little guy has already recovered the size of the body at this time, and is curling up in the arms of the hundred and eight, listening quietly. Until then, it was called out.

After just screaming at He Yiming's reprimand, it shrank his neck and made a face to Minhang, even if he apologized.

In fact, when the mask man shot and killed the Quartet, the sacred powerhouses of the glazed islands such as Ma Yi I, the two-winged white tiger, etc. naturally could not help, and Xi Zikai and Zibo Rui wanted to guard the safety of the Golden Battle and the Qilian Double Devil. It is impossible to shoot.

In addition, all the Shinto powers from the East do not hesitate to do so, even if it is a limp.

So this time He Yiming is grateful to them, naturally can not let the little guys blame.

Even if there is similar suspicion in his heart, it is absolutely impossible to declare it.

Minhang was laughed at by Xiao Jiafu’s movements. He smiled and shook his head. It seemed to hesitate, and finally he made a decision. "Bao pig, if the martial arts realm of that person really only has a pseudo-deity, then he definitely does not dare to challenge the old man."

Bao pig squinted with small eyes, and for a time did not want to understand the meaning of this sentence, but the rest of the people's face at this moment also became unusually ugly.

In fact, when Minhang first talked about the shackles, in addition to the pig, the little guy who passed through the intestines, the hearts of the rest of the people had some suspicions.

However, until now, when the Minhang did not care about the face and said the words, the talents finally determined what they thought. It’s just that they made this thing unbelievable because they determined this.

Bao pig continued to shake his small eyes. It seems to be somewhat suspicious. He used his mind to contact He Yiming and Baima Lei, and suddenly became clear.

It opened its mouth, and even the woman’s face was sluggish, saying: “Impossible, that person is the strongest of the real world?”

Minhang smiled and said: "I don't know, but this person's martial arts realm is indeed above the old man."

Bao pig suddenly went down, and when he thought of the brave move that he had just let go of this fight with him, the little guy was a little scared.

I don’t know who is fearless. This sentence really condenses the famous sayings summed up by the efforts of the ancients for countless years.

If the mask person appeared in front of the pig again, the little guy was very suspicious, whether he still has the courage to shoot. "This person comes from the bird of the outer sea god, and A Dewen got the inheritance of the true **** there." He Yiming sighed: "Although I have determined the origin of this person, I can be sure that he is definitely with the past. The Western real gods are related to the darkness of the Son.

The scorpion dragon responded gently and echoed: "The light dark son is the only true **** power that has appeared in the West. Maybe he has left a special skill and ability to take his martial arts. The realm is passed on... When it comes to this, the scorpion dragon has stopped by the non-free master.

This speculation is too illusory, even if he does not believe it, let alone count on others. "You said..." After a moment of silence, Bao pig once again said: "Will the +^ person be the light and dark son himself?"

Everyone’s heart is a glimpse, but just after a moment, Ma Yinyi shook his head and categorically said: “This is absolutely impossible. Although the light and dark son is a true god, but his age is more than 10,000 today. Years. No matter any creature, it is impossible to have such a long life. Bao pig snorted and said: "Not necessarily, the mysterious turtle can live for thousands of years. ”

Ma confused did not look at the little guy with a good look, said: "The light dark son is a human, not a mysterious turtle. And the mysterious turtle can live for thousands of years, it is because their flesh has a special ability, can absorb a lot The power of heaven and earth to delay the aging of the body. But between these five thousand years, the power of the heavens and the earth has been lacking to the point where even the mighty might not be born, so even if the light dark son has the power of the mysterious turtle, only the aging There is no luck in dying."

Minhang agreed: "Ma brother said it is good, and even if he has the means to keep the physical growth, but his soul power can never be maintained for so long. For ten thousand years, even if he got lucky The stone of the coffin can only retain the power of the soul at most, and the memory of the life is also to be dissipated." Everyone is no stranger to the stone of the soul.

The reason why the totems can retain the power of the gods and beasts that have died peacefully in the past is because they have such a soul stone in their hands. However, the Stone of Soul is not perfect. What it can retain is only the power of the most essential soul.

If the slightest impurity is incorporated into this soul power, then you cannot enter the stone of the coffin.

That is to say, after the death of the beast, their souls must be willing to give up their consciousness, but only input all the soul power into the stone of the coffin.

All this must be willing, not a bit of reluctance, nor a hint of resentment.

It is precisely because of these extremely harsh conditions that the Totem family has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and it is only the soul power of more than 20 beasts gathered in the district. Of course, the power of this power is already enough to stand out from the world. Even if it is like a lieutenant who stands in the peak of the pseudo-reality, it does not dare to go deep into the totem to go to provocation.

Bao pig raised a small mouth, and it said with anger: "This is not, it is not, hey, you have not lived for more than 5,000 years." Everyone is a glimpse, but this is the pig The words are to make them all thoughtful.

"Oh brother, we have never been to the island of the outer sea gods, so we don't know the real situation there." Ma Wei I slowly said: "Do you say that there is also a passage to another world?"

Minhang shook his head, and his eyes flashed a faint color, subconsciously said: "When it is so easy to open up the space channel, we gathered all the power of the Shinto in the world to open up the death. The channel." The legendary true deity is powerful ~www.novelbuddy.com~ but it is unlikely to compete with all the Shinto strong people in the world.

What's more, it was the age of the Shinto 5,000 years ago, not the time when the Shinto gradually recovered.

The voice of Minhang just fell, and a huge, thunderous voice suddenly rang: "You don't want to guess that the person has disturbed the oracles of the East and West. It has been hurt by me. It is impossible to appear again in the short term... As for There is also a space channel in the island of God... Hey, your imagination is really rich." This voice goes from high to low, from near to far, and gradually disappears into the distant sea. The rest of the people are not looking at each other, laughing bitterly. ! $! ! On a huge sea boat in the distance, Luke is looking at a certain direction with a sullen face. The huge force of the heavens and the earth burst, and the same made him feel very shocked.

However, what really shocked him was the huge sound that came from the void. He is no stranger to this voice, a voice that has been heard for more than five hundred years, even if he wants to forget it is unlikely.

However, the content of this voice has made his heart sink to a low point.

Standing on the bow for a long time, Luke gave a sigh of relief, and then he swayed, leaving the ship and sneaking in a direction in the distance.