"Ahead is a resting city, why don't we go there to rest."
Yu Luo said, among the more than 9,000 disciples from Xiaoji Palace participating in the original dream battlefield, Yu Luo was not the one in charge.
The persons in charge are several Half-Step Realm Kings, who are the elders of Xiaoji Palace, including the deputy palace master of Xiaoji Palace.
He was the old man in white robe who held the mobilization meeting before.
When entering the original dream universe, age is not considered, only whether you are an outstanding person and whether you have potential.
Generally speaking, if you are destined to never go further in this life, there is no need to enter the original dream battlefield. As long as you have hope and can make progress, you can come here and take a chance.
The cities in the Yuanmeng universe are very lifelike, and the buildings inside do not have any sense of illusion, and they feel exactly like the real world.
In fact, there is no clear distinction between the spiritual world and the real world. Some soul warriors even believe that the current thirty-three-day universe is just a dream of the Creator God.
This city is vast and has gathered a large number of outstanding people.
There are many warriors who are constantly coming to this city.
The lowest level of these people's cultivation is only the soul sea stage, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of human beings at the divine sea stage, while the highest level is the Great Realm King, and there is more than one.
Lin Ming guessed that there was probably a half-step Heavenly Lord here, or even a real Heavenly Lord, but he hadn't seen it yet.
Not far from the city, Lin Ming looked up and saw the city gate that was a hundred feet high. On top of the city gate, there were three strange soul clan characters.
Lin Ming had already learned the language of the Soul Clan, and these three words were - Imperial City!
Each character is the size of a house, with silver hooks and iron paintings, and the momentum is amazing.
Even Lin Ming couldn't help but feel horrified when faced with these three words.
The Imperial City is surrounded by walls on three sides, stretching for nearly a thousand miles, and the last side of the city relies 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 others felt a huge pressure within a hundred miles of this sacred mountain.
Ordinary Xiaoji Palace disciples can no longer approach. They can only feel that all the energy, blood, divine energy, and soul power in their whole bodies are being pulled by this coercion, as if they are about to explode.
Yuluo said: "This is the Emperor's Divine Wall. It has existed for countless years. It is a sacred object of the Imperial City. It is said that it has been infected with the blood of the peerless God King, and its momentum has lasted for hundreds of millions of years. And now we see
What you have arrived is actually just a projection of the Imperial Wall. The real Imperial Wall is not here. But every city has a projection of the Imperial Wall."
Yu Luo's words shocked the Xiaoji Palace disciples, and even Lin Ming was secretly speechless.
Just a projection, with such terrifying pressure.
If it were a real imperial wall, then that would be great!
Some of the outstanding disciples of Xiaoji Palace approached the divine wall for more than ten miles. At this distance, they saw many warriors trying to get closer to the emperor's divine wall, and some people were meditating under the divine wall.
"They are meditating and using the pressure of the Emperor's Divine Wall to break through."
An elder from Xiaoji Palace explained.
Under the Emperor's Divine Wall, withstanding that kind of terrifying pressure, one can temper one's own soul and divine essence, and even these effects can be directly reflected on the body of the warrior sealed in a different space. Directly tempering the Qi and blood, thereby breaking through the realm.
, extremely mysterious.
"This cultivation method is quite good. Hey, there are also words on the sacred wall."
A disciple of Xiaoji Palace said that Lin Ming looked carefully and could clearly see the runes on the Emperor's Divine Wall.
These runes are ancient and mysterious, and are the language of the soul race billions of years ago.
Lin Ming couldn't fully understand it either.
"What are these carvings on?" asked a disciple of Xiaoji Palace.
"It's a rule. Including the sacred objects of the original dream battlefield, look at the third to last row. That is the inheritance of "Wild God", which is said to be the scripture left by the ancestor of the Soul Clan. The fourth to last row, the Weeping Blood Divine Spring, is said to be a
The pool is a sacred spring that allows true gods to wash their essence and marrow. If you can get the divine spring to refine medicine, you can refine true god-level elixirs. The fifth row from the bottom..."
The one who spoke was the white-robed deputy palace master of Xiaoji Palace. He knew more than Yu Luo. He introduced one by one, and people were secretly speechless. Although they knew they couldn't get it, they could listen and let them
The blood boils.
"How do you get these things?" The person who asked was Lin Ming. As for the other Xiaoji Palace disciples, although they had no hope in their hearts, they were also curious about how to get these magical objects.
The deputy palace master in white robe said: "Some divine items can be obtained with a large amount of merit points, while some things require achievements, opportunities, and many other things to exchange for them."
As he was talking, at this moment, a disciple of Xiaoji Palace said: "Hey, there is a name engraved under the god's wall!"
Hearing this disciple's voice, many people looked down and found that, as he said, the names of powerful men were left on the wall of the Emperor God.
Each of these names has different handwriting, but they all exude an aura of terror, and they are no longer ordinary people at first glance.
"Most of those who can leave their names are Tianzun, and there are also a few great realm kings. They are all geniuses in the history of the soul clan. Some people were not Tianzun when they left their names, but they became Tianzun in the future. To be precise, among them,
Most people have achieved the ultimate level of deity, and a very small number of people have even become true gods."
The introduction of Elder Xiaoji Palace was shocking. Even among the Soul Clan, True God is at a mythical level, which is simply unimaginable for ordinary warriors.
"Huh? Shengmei!"
Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly saw the word Shengmei among these many names!
Shengmei also engraved her name on the sacred wall.
"The Queen of Souls, the Holy Beauty, has unimaginable talents. She has been in power for thirty-three days, and no one can match her."
Yuluo thought that Lin Ming was born in the mountains and did not understand many things, so he introduced from the side that Shengmei was definitely the pride of the soul clan. When Yuluo mentioned Shengmei, he was also a little proud.
"It is impossible for anyone to carve their name on the Emperor's Divine Wall. These people have accomplished some kind of peerless achievements, or their military exploits have accumulated to a terrible level, so they can leave their names on the Emperor's Divine Wall."
Elder Xiaojigong introduced.
At this time, everyone was slightly startled. They saw a one-legged old man wearing a ragged robe, walking towards the Emperor's Divine Wall with disheveled hair.
Because he only has one leg, he jumps and jumps when he moves around. In addition, his scary face is covered with scars, as if he has seen a ghost during the day.
"Who is this guy? He looks so scary."
Next to Yu Luo, Xiaochi couldn't help but cover his mouth.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Elder Xiaoji Palace hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late. Xiaochi's voice had already been heard by the one-legged old man.
His hearing was astonishingly good, and he suddenly turned his head, revealing an extremely sinister smile.
Only then did everyone see clearly that he was indeed a Great Realm King.
For a moment, all the disciples of Xiaoji Palace turned pale.
"hey-hey."
The one-legged old man smiled ferociously, and Xiaochi, who had spoken before, felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his whole body shivered.
"The younger generations are ignorant, don't blame the elders."
"It's too late. I'm a very vindictive person." The one-legged old man didn't take the deputy palace master of Xiaoji Palace seriously at all. He turned and left, leaving behind endless murderous intentions.
For a moment, Xiaochi's face turned pale as paper, "Elder, I..."
No one thought that in this imperial city, just one word could cause great disaster.
The elders of Xiaoji Palace looked extremely ugly. This one-legged old ghost had an extremely weird personality. If you messed with him, there would be no good results at all.
And at this moment, a gloating laugh came, "Haha, congratulations to everyone in Xiaoji Palace, you won the prize right after you came up. Looking at your posture, you are going to be kicked out."
This voice immediately made many Xiaoji Palace disciples frown.
They turned around and saw a middle-aged fat man walking towards him with a smile. Behind him, there were also large troops. They all wore uniform uniforms and were obviously from the same force.
"Hey, there are still humans. Why has Xiao Ji Palace fallen so low that he wants to send humans to participate in the original dream battlefield?"
This middle-aged fat man saw Lin Ming. His face was full of teasing.
"Ignore him, let's go." The deputy palace master of Xiaoji Palace and the middle-aged fat man were obviously old acquaintances, but the relationship was very bad. He didn't want to cause trouble. There was no way to fight inside the Imperial City.
The deputy palace master in white robes was about to leave with many disciples. At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge ancient ferocious beast exuded a terrible evil spirit flew directly past the city gate and landed on a high tower in the city.
Above. This ancient ferocious beast is so huge that its wings can reach hundreds of miles, almost covering the sky. The originally huge tower is like a toy under its claws.
The terrifying roaring sound penetrated the sky, making people's eardrums numb.
"What a terrifying aura. What kind of ancient beast is this?"
Many disciples in Xiaoji Palace discussed in horror.
"It's Kunpeng! Although he is not pure blood, he can almost be regarded as a divine beast, and he is stronger than most half-step gods."
An elder from Xiaoji Palace said, his breathing slightly stagnant.
"I know this Kunpeng. It is the mount of Tianyuan Tianzun. It is not in its complete form yet. It has really transformed into a complete body. Its wingspan can reach nearly a thousand miles!"
As people were talking, Kunpeng opened his big mouth, and groups of warriors came out of Kunpeng's belly.
Legend has it that Kunpeng's body formed a world of its own, capable of swallowing even beautiful mountains and rivers, including hundreds of thousands of disciples.
These disciples who came out of Kunpeng's belly all came from Tianyuan Heavenly Palace.
In addition to the young talents of Tianyuan Tiangong, they also have the core warriors and backbone of Tianyuan Tiangong.
When Lin Ming saw this scene, he was also secretly on guard. These people included many realm kings, great realm kings, and even half-step celestial beings!
They are all disciples of Tianyuan Tianzun, but some of them have been following Tianyuan Tianzun for more than 100,000 years and are no longer the younger generation.
They have advanced cultivation and come to the original dream battlefield just to go one step further and become a half-step heavenly king from a great realm king, or a true heavenly king from a half-step heavenly king.
"This is the Tianzun-level force..."
Some people lamented that many of them could sweep Xiaoji Palace by standing up alone.
This original dream battlefield has so many experts gathered together that it is bound to be an unprecedented battle.