"The disciples of Shenmeng Tiangong are really amazing. Not only Bing Meng, but also the three fairies of Shenmeng. Their strength is not bad, and they are even stronger than the weaker descendants of Tianzun!"
"Yes, Shenmeng Heavenly Palace has too few disciples. It is said that there are only ten direct descendants of Shenmeng Heavenly Lord. Counting the core disciples, Shenmeng Heavenly Palace has only a few hundred disciples in total. The three fairies of Shenmeng Heavenly Palace are not inferior to ordinary descendants of Heavenly Lord.
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You must know that many Tianzun's descendants have one or two hundred people, such as Haoyu Tianzun, and all the disciples of Shenmeng Tiangong combined, there are more Tianzun's descendants in other Tiangong.
"That's right, although the three fairies of Shenmeng are not the descendants of Tianzun, they should be regarded as the descendants of Tianzun. In addition, their moves are weird and their rules are special. Meeting them in the competition is not as good as meeting ordinary descendants of Tianzun."
"The second battle, Xing Chi versus Ye He!"
The second person to fight was none other than Xing Chi from Mount Putuo.
"Mount Putuo, I didn't expect...that a descendant of Mount Putuo would be born..."
In Lin Ming's spiritual sea, Mu Qianxue murmured.
"Miss Mu knows about Putuo Mountain?"
"Well, I understand a little bit. Grandpa once said before that it is the oldest sect in the God's Domain, with a history of 3.6 billion years. If the great catastrophe mentioned by the Cangtian Ancient Seal happened 3.6 billion years ago, then
Putuo Mountain began to appear almost soon after the Great Tribulation was over, and then slowly developed to the scale it is today!"
"Huh? In this way, Putuo Mountain is likely to know about the ancient catastrophe?"
"That's not clear. That catastrophe probably destroyed many martial arts civilizations and caused a lot of things not to be passed down. Thirty-six billion years is too long, enough to bury a lot of things, especially if those who participated in the battle of the catastrophe
If all the masters were to die, history would probably become even more confusing, and it would be difficult to say clearly what role Mount Putuo played at that time."
"Anyway, the foundation of Mount Putuo is truly terrifying. It has the largest inheritance of supreme divine martial arts in the entire God Realm! Over the past 3.6 billion years, the total number of deities born in it may even reach double digits!"
The number of Heavenly Lords in double digits is so amazing. Even if there are only ten Heavenly Lords, half of them have created the Supreme Divine Martial Arts, then there will be at least five sets of Supreme Divine Martial Arts in Mount Putuo!
How do you compare with other sects?
This inheritance is incredible!
"Putuo Mountain has always kept a low profile. This time there is a descendant born. Maybe it really has something to do with the so-called great catastrophe."
Mu Qianxue spoke slowly, and Lin Ming also sighed in his heart. There were too many geniuses in the finals, all of them outstanding, but there was only one final champion. This idiot was also unfathomable. Even he and Bing Meng
Lin Ming didn't dare to say who was strong and who was weak. What's more, there were also the Little Demon Fairy, Longya, and some hidden dark horses. This was the case for Lin Ming himself.
The heroes compete!
There will only be one final king!
It’s so hard to be number one, no matter who you tell me!
Lin Ming was thinking about it when he suddenly discovered that Xing Chi's number plate, that is, the palace number, was No. 2. As the saint of the Divine Dream Palace, Fairy Bing Meng had a prominent status and was the host. It was reasonable for her to get the number plate.
And the number two that followed was not Xiao Moxian, nor Bai Yao, a disciple of Haoyu Tianzun, who was also the host, but Xing Chi!
From this small detail, we can see that Mount Putuo has a special status.
Xingchi's opponent, Ye He, is also number one in the semi-finals, and he is not an ordinary number one. His strength is obvious to all, and being in the top 50 already speaks for itself.
"This Ye He is considered to be the best among the Three Thousand Realm King Holy Land, but let alone the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking, even the top forty is difficult, because the circumstances of this first martial arts competition are special.
It is no longer possible for the genius of Wang Shengdi to gain a foothold."
"Yes, You Wuwu, who was originally very strong, is now not in the top 50. During the finals, there were too many descendants of Tianzun who were temporarily added."
When Xing Chi fought against Ye He, no one was optimistic about Ye He, not even Ye He's fellow disciples. The gap was too big.
As for the result of the game, there were no miracles. Xing Chi's fighting method was not as confusing as that of Bing Meng Fairy. He simply used Buddhist palm techniques to win easily. From beginning to end, he did not use the supreme divine force. His performance looked like
It's average and ordinary, but no one thinks that delusion is really ordinary.
After Xing Chi, it was Little Demon Fairy who entered the battle. Only then did Lin Ming realize that Little Demon Fairy's number plate was number three.
"It seems that the number plate reflects the strength of the Heavenly Palace in a sense. The Demonic Heavenly Palace may be ranked third among the more than 20 Heavenly Palaces! As for Putuo Mountain, which is ranked second, is it inferior to the Shenmeng Heavenly Palace?
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Lin Ming secretly thought in his heart that the Celestial Palace was too mysterious. With the information Lin Ming had, it was difficult to imagine who was stronger between Putuo Mountain and Shenmeng Celestial Palace.
The competitions went on one by one, and the winners were mostly the descendants of Tianzun. There were only a few geniuses from the Kaio Holy Land who could squeeze into the fifty people. They were swept down and almost the entire army was wiped out.
Lin Ming's number plate was very far back, so naturally he appeared very far back. It took eight games until Hao Yuzi read his name.
"The eighteenth match, Lin Ming versus Bing Yue!"
"Huh? Against Bingyue?" Lin Ming was startled. Bingyue was one of the three fairies of Shenmeng. Although these three were not direct disciples of Shenmeng Tianzun, this was not because they were weak, but because they were recruited by Shenmeng Tianzun.
There are so few direct disciples, only ten of them have been collected in tens of millions of years.
Under this situation, the other disciples of Shenmeng Tiangong are not inferior to the descendants of Tianzun from other Tiangongs.
"This...Senior Brother Lin is so unlucky to encounter such a strong opponent in the first battle."
In the audience, Yan Yue'er said worriedly, Huo Lieshi shook his head and said: "You can't say that. It should be said that there are not many weak among these fifty people. It is not surprising to meet the three fairies of Shen Meng."
"We should believe in Lin Ming. He has the ability to hit the top ten in the overall rankings. Although Bingyue is tricky, he should not be his opponent." Huo Lieshi said this, but in fact, he had no idea about Lin Ming's strength.
, Lin Ming was hiding so deeply that Huo Lieshi didn't even know what was going on with him.
Lin Ming walked onto the ring. In front of him, stood a woman wearing a moon-white tights. She was slender and tall, and looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She had short hair that reached her ears, and she looked neat and tidy.
Seeing Lin Ming come on stage, Bingyue had a faint smile on her face, "Shenmeng Tiangong Bingyue, please give me some advice."
Her voice is very pleasant, and her manners and actions are polite. She does not have the otherworldly indifference of Bing Meng, but instead gives people a dignified and gentle feeling.
"Please advise." Lin Ming also bowed.
But at this moment, many places in the audience booed.
"Who is that? Stop fighting and admit defeat quickly!"
"It looks like an eyesore, so give up!"
There are many supporters of Shenmeng Tiangong. This was the case when Fairy Bingmeng went out to fight. Her opponent Ling Feng was ridiculed in all kinds of ways.
In the eyes of many young heroes in the Divine Realm, the disciples of Shenmeng Heavenly Palace are the goddesses in their hearts. They are powerful, highly talented, high in status, holy and inviolable, and almost perfect in all aspects.
Many people dream about being able to marry a disciple of Shenmeng Heavenly Palace and have a happy marriage. Unfortunately, one of the rules of Shenmeng Heavenly Palace is not to marry for life. In this case, they can only indulge in sexual immorality and never think about it.
They have any intersection.
But now there is a man who is more talented than them, stronger than them, and can fight against the goddesses of Shenmengtian Palace. Of course they are jealous and unhappy.
Lin Ming turned a deaf ear to these boos and silently drew out the Phoenix Blood Spear.
"The game begins!"
Hao Yuzi said loudly.
The moment the voice came, Bingyue's whole body lit up with a faint light.
Lin Ming only felt that the scene around him changed. He came to a battlefield. This was a mortal war, but he himself turned into a middle-aged mortal in his thirties, with almost zero martial arts cultivation.
War, fighting, chaos.
However, Lin Ming was of low strength and had no outstanding qualities. He was drifting with the crowd in such a war. He had a wife and children who were suffering in the war and could die at any time, but there was nothing he could do.
"I didn't pick up the Rubik's Cube..."
"Without the initial accumulation of Rubik's Cube, I would not have been able to survive the most difficult years. As a result, I was assassinated, suffered hidden injuries, and was unable to practice martial arts for the rest of my life. To face such a depressing and hopeless life, this is a
Me in the parallel world..."
Lin Ming knew very clearly in his heart that these were all illusions. In his mind, the Hongmeng War Spirit shone brightly, protecting his mind.
"It is indeed an illusion attack, specifically attacking the softest place in my heart. What am I most afraid of? Apart from losing my loved ones, I am afraid that what I am most afraid of losing is my cultivation, and this illusion is to make me return to a mortal.
A life of endless suffering.”
"Bingyue's illusions are not equal to Bingmeng's, but you can still see some of the mysteries of Divine Dream's laws."
Lin Ming's goal is Bing Meng. Before that, he needs to understand the rules of Bing Meng's cultivation. Bing Yue is an excellent target, so he is not in a hurry to tear apart this illusion space.
"It was an illusion attack. Lin Ming was hit by an illusion attack?"
In the previous qualifiers, all warriors who were glanced at by Fairy Shenmeng were defeated almost instantly. Lin Ming was now standing there blankly, making it impossible for anyone to understand his situation.
"Um?"
On the stage, Bingyue frowned slightly. She felt that her illusions had never been able to invade Lin Ming's spiritual sea, but were instead excluded.
"This man has such a strong will that he cannot be defeated with illusion attacks."
"Bingyue has met his opponent. His will defense is watertight." On the side of Shenmeng Tiangong, Binghuan and Bingyun were both paying attention to the game.
"There is no other way. It seems that Bingyue has to go all out and can only use the spirit control technique."