He saw the violent soul energy surging in front of him, forming a purple storm. Just approaching this storm, he felt that his spiritual sea seemed to be overwhelmed by this powerful spiritual force.
Broken apart.
Princess Ziyun, King Ziling and others who were standing not far from him stopped, and there was a serious look on their faces. Each of them was a little sluggish in their movements, and it was obvious that the mental suppression they suffered was no weaker than Lin Ming's.
"Huh? That is?"
Although his mental power was suppressed, Lin Ming's consciousness was still sensitive and powerful.
He could feel that the mountain peaks, as well as the dense rain and mist on the peaks, had a strong divine aura rising and falling, making every pore of him feel a strong desire.
I want to set foot on those mountain peaks and get those rain and mist.
But just as he took a step forward, the mental storm shrouding the sea of consciousness broke out again, becoming increasingly heavy.
Lin Ming couldn't help but blush, and his breathing became heavy.
"We have arrived at the Infinite Mountain. This is the famous sacred mountain in the original dream battlefield. It is said that the most powerful people have set foot on it and left a supreme inheritance. However, this mountain is very strange. There is a powerful spiritual storm inside. This spiritual storm
It will even have a substantial impact on the spiritual origin of the outside world... In the past, there was a strong man who forcibly climbed this sacred mountain, and his spiritual origin was severely traumatized, and he became an idiot..."
"For humans, entering it will be particularly dangerous..."
Princess Ziyun glanced at Lin Ming. Although Lin Ming was powerful and had outstanding understanding of laws, as a human being, he could never compare with the Soul Clan in terms of spiritual power. Compared with fighting against the pressure from the spiritual storm, the Soul Clan was naturally inferior to
Humans are too strong.
"Thank you for reminding me, princess." Lin Ming took a deep breath, his energy settled in his dantian, and he held on tightly to his soul, enduring this huge pressure.
At the same time, King Ziling and the handsome man from the Jinyi Soul Clan emitted a hazy purple light all over their bodies, resisting this spiritual storm with their own spiritual sea.
They moved forward step by step, with excitement on their faces, and they were obviously eager for the soul rain not far away.
As a spirit race, King Ziling also has a natural advantage in the soul, even worse than the soul race.
In this boundless sacred mountain, they have a great advantage!
At this time, Lin Ming suddenly took a step back, and a black whirlpool arose in the sea of spirit.
Zheng!
As if a divine weapon was unsheathed, Lin Ming's body erupted with soaring sharpness and vigor. He seemed to have turned into a spear that could penetrate heaven and earth. The pressure of the spiritual storm in the dark was pierced through a gap.
Lin Ming calmly took a solid step forward.
"Eh."
Seeing this scene, Princess Ziyun clearly felt that something had changed in Lin Ming, and she was able to withstand the mental storm that was constantly being released by the Infinite Mountain.
Buzz!
In Lin Ming's spiritual sea, a green spear roared and roared like a long-dormant dragon. Carrying a billowing force of power, it hit the swirling spiritual storm in the sky.
This green spear was extremely spiritual and exuded an irresistible edge. It was clearly the Jade Soul Great Battle Spirit that Lin Ming had condensed in the past.
His strength was suppressed by the secret power on the battlefield of Yuan Meng to the level of God King. Lin Ming's spiritual and soul power also weakened a lot. But his fighting spirit was still there.
War spirits can attack soul power. They are strange and powerful. They helped Lin Ming kill many powerful enemies in the past.
The battle spirits of the Dacheng Jade Soul also carry the Qi of Hongmeng, and their quality is higher than that of battle spirits of the same level.
boom!
The mental storm collapsed, and Lin Ming's consciousness suddenly became more relaxed.
There were jade souls and war spirits fighting in the sea of consciousness. Even though the suppressed soul power was not as good as Princess Ziyun and others, Lin Ming's steps towards him were no slower than Princess Ziyun and others.
Step after step, the closer he got to the Infinite Mountain, the more severe the mental storm Lin Ming endured.
At the same time, in the sea of consciousness, the battle between the battle spirit and the mental force field became more and more fierce, and it was still supporting Lin Ming to move forward slowly.
In front of Lin Ming, beads of sweat were already flowing down Prince Ziling's forehead. His face remained fearless and brave, but his pupils kept flashing, and he was obviously struggling to fight against the spiritual force field of the Infinite Divine Mountain.
"Is this human following?"
Suddenly, King Ziling noticed that three steps behind him, the human young man in white clothes followed him unhurriedly, without even a drop of sweat on his face.
Although he walked slowly, he was not left behind.
King Ziling's face froze and he frowned. How is it possible? A human has also come here?
Although Princess Ziyun is a woman, she is a genius, and Prince Ziling certainly agrees in his heart that she is qualified to walk side by side with him. But a human actually followed her.
Surprised, a hint of gloom flashed in King Ziling's eyes.
He thinks very highly of himself and is a genius among the spirit tribe. Now he is actually followed by a young human. He feels incredible. Humans have advantages in cultivating energy, but they are not good at soul at all. Why should he follow him!
Next to Lin Ming, there was also the elite young man from the Soul Clan in brocade clothes. He raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Lin Ming with a hint of evil in his eyes.
When we got here, the entire team became more and more sparse.
Some weak people tried to enter the Holy Mountain, but at the foot of the Wuliang Holy Mountain, they screamed and disappeared as soon as they took a step, and were completely crushed by the spiritual force field.
There are also some people who are afraid of the spiritual pressure of the infinite sacred mountain and hesitate to move forward. Their eyes are full of envy when they look at the people entering the sacred mountain in front of them, but they do not dare to take risks.
Some people also saw a young human race among the people walking at the front.
"Why are there people from the human race climbing up there? It's really... it's really..."
These warriors no longer knew what to say. As soul clan warriors, they were crushed by a human in terms of spiritual power.
This is like a group of Go masters playing Go with a chess master, only to be killed by the chess master and completely collapsed.
This makes them lose face!
"There is no rush. There is no majesty of the human race in the soul world. He will probably be defeated midway. Even if he can reach the end, it will definitely consume a lot of money. We will wait for this human being to get the opportunity, and then we will take action together and kill him directly. Stealing the opportunity he got." Some people thought angrily in their hearts.
Finally, Lin Ming slowly walked to the mountainside step by step.
The scene in front of me is no longer the same.
He had already stepped into a hazy rain and fog.
This piece of rain and mist was clearly the hazy mist he saw at the foot of the mountain.
Just being contaminated by some rain and mist, Lin Ming felt that the rain and mist penetrated into his body one after another, rushing into the sea of consciousness like a flood, quickly replenishing his tired mental strength, and it continued to nourish and expand the sea of consciousness. .
"Such a rich... spiritual power. This is the rain and mist formed from the spiritual source!" Lin Ming was so blessed that he understood what this rain and mist was in an instant.
Only the spiritual origin that is so strong that it becomes substantial can replenish his spiritual power as quickly as usual.
Even the fighting spirit was nourished by this spiritual source and swelled, becoming more fierce and powerful.
Lin Ming was not in a hurry to continue moving towards the top of the mountain. He began to quickly observe the surrounding situation.
He suddenly discovered that the rain and mist were actually caused by the splashing of a gurgling stream in a rock crevice on the east side of the Holy Mountain.
The stream was extremely beautiful. Although it was splashing and flowing, there was no sound at all.
Where the stream flows, all the rocks are as dark as ink, exuding an extremely strong soul power.
"Exquisite soul crystals are priceless things when taken out." Lin Ming's pupils shrank when he saw the soul crystal.
If it wasn't enough, he quickly moved his eyes away from the soul crystal and began to sit cross-legged on the ground, like a giant whale sucking water. His nose twitched, and the mist of spiritual origin wandering around was absorbed into his body like a flood along his nose.
When he did this, Princess Ziyun, King Ziling and others chose this approach almost at the same time.
After all, no matter what, this spiritual water mist is the most important thing. It can nourish and cleanse one's soul power and enhance one's cultivation. It is far more important than external objects.
After a long time of burning incense, Lin Ming slowly opened his eyes.
The spiritual power in his sea of consciousness has almost doubled, and streams of mist of spiritual origin that have not yet been fully refined formed a layer of defense in his sea of consciousness like cotton wool.
Not only did it make him feel refreshed, but it also gave him more protection against the spiritual force field released by the Infinite Mountain.
"Huh." At this time, a cold snort came from in front of Lin Ming.
The tall Ziling King glanced at Lin Ming coldly, his blood-colored pupils showing undisguised disgust. At this moment, the Wuliang Sacred Mountain, formed over countless years, had a large area of spiritual water mist that had been absorbed by him.
He, Lin Ming and four others absorbed it completely.
If this human being was not present, King Ziling would obviously be able to absorb even more spiritual water mist. Obviously, he was very unhappy with the addition of Lin Ming, a human being who was sharing the opportunity.
However, he didn't say much. He vaguely felt that Lin Ming was not a kind person, and it would not be wise to start a pointless fight with Lin Ming now.
He was still moving forward.
"I never expected that, as a human race, you would achieve such attainments in the battle spirit field." Princess Ziyun's voice sounded in Lin Ming's mind at the right time.
Princess Ziyun was amazed by the strangeness Lin Ming showed along the way. She felt that there might be some secrets in this human being, and she didn't know where he came from.
"If there is another chance, you and I will join forces and fight for it together. My relationship with King Ziling is not very good. It can be said that we are enemies."
Princess Ziyun began to win over Lin Ming. In this case, their followers were unable to keep up due to the mental storm. One more ally would give them more strength.
Lin Ming nodded, without any unnecessary response, but moved forward quickly. r1152