Chapter 1801 Emperor God Wall
Chapter 1801 Emperor God Wall
"There is a resting city ahead. Let's go there and rest."
Yu Luo opened his mouth and said that among the more than 9,000 disciples who participated in the original dream battlefield in Xiaoji Palace this time, Yu Luo was not in charge.
The principals are several half-step world kings. They are the elders of the Xiaoji Palace, including the deputy palace lord of the Xiaoji Palace.
That is, the white-robed old man who held the mobilization meeting before.
Entering the original dream universe, regardless of age, only to see if you are outstanding and whether you have potential.
Generally speaking, if you are destined to go no further in this life, there is no need to enter the original dream battlefield. As long as there is hope and diligence, you can come here and take a chance.
The city in the original dream universe is very realistic, and the buildings inside do not have any illusory feeling, and it is no different from the real world to touch.
In fact, the spiritual world and the real world were not clearly distinguished from the beginning, and even some soul warriors believed that the current thirty-three-day universe was just a dream of the creator god.
This city is extremely vast, and has gathered a large number of outstanding people.
There are also many warriors who are constantly rushing to this city.
The cultivation of these people, the lowest is only the soul sea stage, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the human god sea stage, and the highest is the great realm king, and there is more than one.
Lin Ming guessed that there were probably half steps of Heavenly Venerate, or even the real Heavenly Venerate, but he just hadn't seen it yet.
Not far from the city, Lin Ming raised his eyes and saw the city gate as high as 100 zhang. Above the city gate, there were three bizarre soul clan characters.
Lin Ming had already learned the language of the soul clan, and these three words were written—the Imperial City!
Every word has the size of a house, with a silver hook and iron painting, and the momentum is amazing.
Even Lin Ming, facing these three words, could not help but feel terrified.
The imperial city is surrounded by city walls on three sides, stretching for nearly a thousand miles, and the last side of the city is leaning on a huge sacred mountain.
The surface of this sacred mountain is as smooth as a wall, and it is covered with various runes.
Lin Ming and the others felt a huge pressure within a hundred miles of this sacred mountain.
Ordinary Xiaojigong disciples could no longer approach. They only felt that their whole body's qi, blood, divine essence, and soul force were being pulled by this pressure, as if they were about to explode out of their bodies.
Yuluo said: "This is the Emperor God Wall. It has existed for an unknown number of years. It is a sacred object of the Emperor City. It is said that it has infected the blood of the peerless God King, and its momentum has lasted for hundreds of millions of years. And we look at it now. It's actually just a projection of the Emperor's Wall, the real Emperor's Wall is not here, but every city has a projection of the Emperor's Wall."
Yu Luo's words shocked the disciples of Xiaoji Palace, and even Lin Ming was speechless.
Just a projection, there is such a terrifying coercion.
If it's a real Emperor God Wall, that's amazing!
Some of the outstanding disciples of the Xiaoji Palace have approached the God Wall for more than ten miles. At this distance, they saw many warriors trying their best to get close to the Emperor God Wall, and some people were meditating under the God Wall.
"They are in retreat, using the coercion of the emperor's wall to break through."
An elder of the Xiaoji Palace explained.
Under the wall of the emperor, to endure the terrifying coercion,
It is possible to temper one's own soul, divine essence, and even these influences can be directly reflected on the body of the warrior sealed in the different space, directly tempering the blood, thus breaking through the realm, which is extremely mysterious.
"This kind of cultivation method is not bad. Hey, there are characters on the wall of God."
A disciple of the Xiaoji Palace said, Lin Ming looked at it, and could clearly see the runes on the wall of the Emperor God.
The ancient gods of these runes, "Baidu Qihang No Words", are the language of the soul race billions of years ago.
Lin Ming couldn't fully understand it either.
"These engravings are..." a disciple of the Xiaoji Palace asked.
"It's the rules. Including the fetishes of the original dream battlefield, you see the third row from the bottom, that is the inheritance of "Desolate Nerve", it is said that it is the scripture left by the ancestor of the soul clan, the fourth row from the bottom, the weeping blood Shenquan, it is said to be a Tan can let the true gods cleanse the essence of the divine spring, if you can get the divine spring to refine medicine, you can practice the true god-level elixir, the fifth row from the bottom..."
The one who spoke was the white-robed deputy palace master of Xiaoji Palace. He knew more than Yuluo. As he introduced them one by one, people were stunned. passionate.
"How did you get these things?" It was Lin Ming who asked the question. As for the other disciples of the Xiaoji Palace, although they didn't expect them in their hearts, they were also curious about how to obtain these divine objects.
Baipao Deputy Palace Master said: "Some fetishes can be exchanged for massive merit points, while some things have to be achieved, opportunities, and many other things in exchange."
He was talking, and at this moment, a disciple of Xiaoji Palace said: "Hey, there is a name engraved under the wall of the gods!"
Hearing the disciple's voice, many people looked down, and sure enough, as he said, the name of the strong man was left on the wall of the emperor.
These names have different handwriting, but they all exude a terrifying atmosphere, and they are not mortals at first glance.
"Most of the people who can leave their names are Tianzun, and there are also a few great realm kings. They are all Tianjiao in the history of the soul clan. When some people left their names, they were not Tianzun, but they will become Tianzun in the future. To be exact, among them Most people have achieved the highest level of Heavenly Venerate, and there are even very few people who have become true gods."
The introduction of the elders of Xiaoji Palace is terrifying. Even in the soul clan, the true gods are of a mythical level, which is unimaginable for ordinary warriors.
"Huh? Shengmei!"
Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, he saw the word Shengmei among the many names!
Sheng Mei also engraved her name on the wall of God.
"The Queen of Souls, Empress Saint Beauty, has an unimaginable talent, and for thirty-three days, no one can match her."
Yu Luo thought that Lin Ming was from the mountains and didn't know much about many things, so he introduced that Sheng Mei was definitely the pride of the Soul Clan, and Yu Luo felt a little proud when he mentioned Sheng Mei.
"It is impossible for anyone to engrave their names on the Emperor God Wall. These people have completed some kind of peerless achievement, or their military exploits have accumulated to a terrifying situation, so that their names can be left on the Emperor God Wall."
Xiaoji Palace elder introduced.
At this moment, everyone was slightly startled, and they saw a one-legged old man in a tattered robe walking towards the Emperor God Wall with disheveled hair.
Because he only has one leg, he jumps when he walks, and with his scary scarred face, it's like seeing a ghost during the day.
"Who is this person, he looks terrible."
Beside Yuluo, Xiaochi couldn't help covering his mouth.
"Don't talk nonsense!" The elder of Xiaojigong hurriedly stopped, but it was too late, Xiaochi's voice had already been heard by the one-legged old man.
His hearing ability was amazingly good, he turned his head suddenly, revealing a gloomy and miserable smile.
Only then did everyone see clearly that he was the cultivation of the Great Realm King.
For a time, all the disciples of the Xiaoji Palace turned pale.
"hey-hey."
The one-legged old man grinned, and Xiaochi, who had spoken before, only felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his whole body went cold.
"The younger generation is ignorant, so don't blame the senior."
"It's too late, I am very vengeful." The one-legged old man didn't take the deputy palace master of the Xiaoji Palace in his eyes at all. He turned and left, leaving behind endless murderous intentions.
For a while, Xiaochi's face was as pale as paper, "Elder, I..."
No one thought that in this imperial city, just a word would bring disaster.
The faces of the elders of the Xiaoji Palace were so ugly that they could die.
At this moment, a schadenfreude laughter came, "Haha, congratulations to everyone in the Xiaoji Palace, you will win the lottery when you come up, and looking at your posture, you will be cleared."
This voice immediately caused many disciples of the Xiaoji Palace to frown.
They turned their heads and saw a middle-aged fat man walking over with a smile. Behind him, there was a large army. They were all dressed in uniform, obviously from a single force.
"Hey, there are still humans, why has Xiaojigong degenerated to the point where it has to send humans to participate in the original dream battlefield?"
The middle-aged fat man saw Lin Ming with a teasing look on his face.
"Ignore him, let's go." The deputy palace lord of Xiaoji Palace and the middle-aged fat man are obviously old acquaintances, but the relationship is very bad.
The deputy palace master in Baipao was about to leave with many disciples. At this moment, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and a huge ancient beast, exuding a terrifying suffocation, flew directly over the city gate and landed on a city gate. Above the tower, this ancient vicious beast was incomparably huge, spreading its wings up to a hundred miles, almost covering the sky, the tower that was also huge was like a toy under its claws.
The terrifying roar pierced through the sky, making people's ears go numb.
"What a terrifying aura, what ancient beast is this?"
Many disciples of Xiaoji Palace were talking in horror.
"It's Kunpeng! Although it's not pure blood, it's almost a mythical beast, stronger than most half-step celestial beings."
A Xiaojigong elder said, breathing slightly stagnant.
"I know this Kunpeng. It's the mount of Tianyuan Tianzun. It's not a complete form. It's really transformed into a complete body, and its wingspan can reach nearly a thousand miles!"
As people were talking, this Kunpeng opened his mouth wide, and a group of warriors came out of Kunpeng's belly.
Legend has it that Kunpeng's body does not form a world of its own, and the splendid mountains and rivers are swallowed up, swallowing hundreds of thousands of disciples, which is completely out of the question.
These disciples who came out of Kunpeng's belly were all from Tianyuan Temple.
In addition to the young heroes of Tianyuan Tiangong, they also have the core warriors and backbone of Tianyuan Tiangong.
When Lin Ming saw such a scene, he was secretly on guard. There were quite a few realm kings, great realm kings, and even half-step celestial beings among these people!
They are all disciples of Tianyuan Tianzun, but some people have been with Tianyuan Tianzun for more than 100,000 years, and they are no longer the younger generation.
They have a high level of cultivation and come to the original dream battlefield, just to be able to go further, the Great Realm King becomes a half-step Tianzun, or a half-step Tianzun can become a real Tianzun.
"This is the power of the Heavenly Venerate..."
Some people sighed that many of them, if they stood up alone, could sweep the Xiaoji Palace.
This original dream battlefield has gathered too many masters, and it is bound to be a battle of the world. 『To be continued』【】If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )