Martial intention is originally an intangible and qualityless thing, but when it acts on Gang Jin, it can form the effect of Gang Jin mimicking the shape. So what Ye Ming faced at this moment was definitely not a tiger, but the ferocious and domineering tiger's martial spirit, roaring in the mountains and forests. Ye Ming is not yet a great martial artist, and his martial will cannot reach this level, but this does not affect the power of his martial will.
"break!"
Facing the Gangjin tiger, he pointed like a knife and slashed out with one palm. A sharp will was added to Gangjin. The terrifying power instantly tore the tiger into pieces, causing the opponent's Gangjin stars to flow. The clouds disperse and are difficult to gather together again.
Baili Weiyang never expected that Ye Ming could be so terrifying. It was too late to regret now. He was wide open and defenseless. He only had time to shout "stop". But Ye Ming was not willing to listen to him, and slapped his chest like a ghost. The latter immediately screamed, and his sternum was shattered, just like being hit by a flying mountain. The huge force made him fly hundreds of meters. Far away, he fell unconscious in mid-air.
Ye Ming still saved his hand, otherwise the palm just now would have beaten the opponent into a pulp. Defeating the enemy with one move, he looked back and saw that in just a moment, more people had arrived. Without further delay, he immediately stepped across the connecting point of the bridges on both sides and entered the wide bridge.
The last bridge was equipped with traps, killing arrays, etc. He did not dare to be careless, and his forward movement was much slower. Even so, his speed is several times faster than those behind him. Zhen Gang's ability to sense danger is much stronger than ordinary Gang Jin. It is close to divine thoughts and can penetrate all things.
When his feet hit the ground, the energy would radiate within a radius of a hundred meters, and any traps on the bridge would not be able to escape his eyes. People behind him saw him strolling leisurely, as if he was walking forward with his eyes closed. Everyone was shocked when they saw him defeat Baili Weiyang before. Now that they saw his methods, everyone was amazed, knowing that they had met a powerful opponent.
"puff!"
The person behind him stepped on the spot where Ye Ming had stepped before. He thought there was no danger. But suddenly more than ten sharp thorns appeared on the ground, piercing seven or eight holes in his body at once, and he died on the spot. These institutions are not static, but are changing all the time.
After one person died, the others immediately became alert and walked even more slowly. On the other hand, Ye Ming, while picking up the money bag, walked forward quickly, leaving the second place far behind. In comparison, the purse on the second bridge was much more valuable, containing at least one hundred thousand Martial God coins, or even tens of millions of Martial God coins.
"Damn it! Where did that kid come from? He actually ran to the first place and chased after him immediately!" Prince Guan couldn't hold back his anger and yelled angrily at the people around him. So everyone immediately quickened their pace, which naturally triggered more traps. People continued to die or be injured, and the scene was tragic.
Ye Ming didn't care what happened to the people behind him. He had stopped at the moment. In front of him, there was a long area, consisting of countless square grids. Some of these grids were black, some were white, and they changed from black to white every once in a while, hiding mysteries.
High in the sky, several martial gods are hidden in the void. Their figures are blurred and cannot be seen clearly. One of them is secretly controlling the mechanism on the Golden Bridge. At this moment, none of these Martial Gods looked very good-looking. The Martial God who controlled the Golden Bridge said in a cold voice: "If we don't stop him, all the treasures worth 700 billion will belong to him."
The voice of the other Martial God was very rough, and he said calmly: "It doesn't matter, this 'Grid Killing Formation' is extremely powerful, let alone a martial artist, even if Wu Zong enters it, he will die. Hey, I didn't expect this little kid to actually We are forced to cheat, and if we tell anyone about it, people will laugh to death."
"The Treasure Hunting Conference is a means for us to make money. He blocks our way to make money. How can we make things easier for him?" said the Martial God with a cold voice, "Our Martial God consumes a huge amount of resources and needs at least tens of billions of Martial God coins to purchase every year. Such and other treasures of the world. And the higher the level, the greater the consumption of resources. Beings like the Qinglong Emperor consume trillions of dollars every year. If he were not the master of the Qinglong Dynasty, I am afraid that he would have been killed long ago. I can’t hold on any longer.”
"Yes, it is precisely because of the limited resources of Tianyuan Continent that the five major dynasties will continue to move into the outer world, hoping to occupy a wider territory. Unfortunately, our harvest has been limited for hundreds of thousands of years. Not only did we not get many resources, but we also consumed them. A lot." A Martial God shook his head, "I'm worried that in a while, there will be a fight between the Martial Gods to compete for resources."
"That was the Martial God Catastrophe, which has existed since ancient times. The reason why the riots broke out in the Five Elements God Dynasty era is actually related to this. There were too many Martial Gods at that time, which exceeded the endurance limit of Tianyuan Continent, so some Martial Gods began to hunt The extra war gods eventually turned into a mass killing. Now that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, new turmoil may happen again, so we people must prepare early!"
"I don't think so." Another Martial God said, "If we can occupy a few more big worlds, there will no longer be the problem of redundant Martial Gods."
"I hope so!" everyone said one after another.
How did Ye Ming know that he was being plotted by the God of War? The God of War was aloof. Although they couldn't lose face and deal with him personally, it was still easy to set up some means. He looked at the black and white grid in front of him, and the seven-element arithmetic array was running at full strength, and he instantly figured out the changing pattern of the grid.
So under the surprised gazes of several Martial Gods, he flashed on the grid hundreds of times in an instant, and then passed through safely and reached the other end of the grid killing array.
"What? He actually passed!" The God of War who controlled the grid killing formation was shocked and could hardly believe his own eyes.
Another Martial God said: "This is a real genius! I suggest you not to embarrass him anymore and give him a fair environment. I would like to see his performance."
The other Martial Gods also became interested and stared at Ye Ming, as if they wanted to see a flower on his face. But at this moment, several figures quietly appeared behind them. The auras of these people who came were extremely terrifying, so terrifying that even the Martial Gods present trembled.
"Ksitigarbha! The poisonous lady! Ghost thorn! Ouyang Wuwu! What are you doing here?" Everyone exclaimed as if they had seen a ghost.
The poisonous lady snorted coldly: "Ye Ming is the direct disciple of the four of us, and you actually want to trick him?"
The expressions of several Martial Gods changed greatly, and they kept saying: "Madam, I have misunderstood. We really want to deal with him. How can he survive until now? We just didn't want him to get the treasure alone. After all, this treasure hunting competition is our way to support ourselves."
It was obvious that the Martial Gods present were very afraid of the Poison Lady, and they spoke very politely and showed weakness at every turn.
The poisonous lady said: "We are not unreasonable people. If you set a price, Ye Ming can stay out of the treasure hunt."
The Martial God was overjoyed and said, "Don't want to enter the treasure hunt? Okay, the price is easy to negotiate." Then he couldn't help but ask, "We are very curious, how could the four killing gods work together to cultivate such a monster?"
Ji Zang said coldly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Just pretend that what happened today never happened."
The martial gods kept saying yes and did not dare to refute, but they still secretly wondered in their hearts that the four killing gods accepted one person as their disciple at the same time. What made them do this? However, there is no time to think about this, because Ye Ming has already passed the bridge, and there is a blur of light and shadow in front of him. Through this light and shadow, he can enter the treasure land of the small world.
The person in charge immediately communicated with Ye Ming secretly: "My friend, can we have a discussion?"
His voice suddenly sounded in Ye Ming's mind, surprising the latter and asking: "Who are you?"
"I am the God of War who presides over the Treasure Hunting Conference," the other party said. "It can be seen that my strength is extraordinary. No one here is your opponent. As expected, you should be able to get most of the treasures."
Ye Ming knew the other party's identity, but calmed down and asked: "What is your purpose in saying this?"
The man admired Ye Ming's courage very much and said: "Little friend, to be honest, this treasure hunting competition is a way for us martial gods to earn pension money, and we can't leave it up to you. Let's do this, you don't want to enter the treasure hunting place again, And we are willing to give you a reasonable price to compensate you.”
Ye Ming was a little surprised. The other party was the God of War. Why should he let them be so "fair"? After a little calculation of the causal loop, he knew several possible reasons, and he became calmer and said: "You also said that if you let me enter the treasure hunting land, the things inside will most likely belong to me. I heard The price of those treasures is 600 to 700 billion Martial God Coins, I wonder if that’s true?”
The other party: "Yes, the total price of one hundred treasures is about 700 billion."
Ye Ming: "That's it. One hundred treasures, I am confident that I can get half of them, that is 350 billion."
"Thirty-five billion is definitely not enough." The other party smiled bitterly, "Young man, this is great, we will give you 100 billion Martial God Coins. 100 billion is the limit of what we can do."
"Two hundred billion, no more." Ye Ming frowned and spoke forcefully. He was actually testing the other party's reaction.
The God of War pondered for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said: "Two hundred billion is really hard to come by, 150 billion, it really can't be higher!"
Ye Ming knew that it was almost done. He got 150 billion for nothing. In addition to what he had gotten on the Golden Bridge before, this harvest had exceeded his expectations. He immediately smiled and said: "Okay, deal!"
Before he finished speaking, a storage ring fell into his hand. He took a look and found that there were indeed 150 billion Martial God coins inside, one too many and one not too much. He was secretly shocked by the other party's handiwork, and immediately handed over his hand and jumped off the Golden Bridge.
The people behind saw that Ye Ming was so fierce all the way, and was about to rush into the treasure hunting ground, but actually gave up at this critical moment, they were all surprised and happy. On the contrary, the Lian family, who were staring at Ye Ming eagerly, were disappointed. They originally hoped that Ye Ming could rush into the treasure hunt and make a lot of money, so that the Lian family could also benefit from it. Now that I see Ye Ming giving up halfway, I am naturally disappointed and angry.
So, before Ye Ming could leave, several members of the Lian family rushed over and surrounded him. One of the young men said angrily: "Are you a fucking idiot? Why did you give up? Do you know how much the Lian family has suffered?"
Ye Ming slowly raised his face, looked at each other like an idiot, and said word by word: "It's none of your business?"