From the late stage of Xiantian to the ultimate stage of Xiantian, the improvement in cultivation was not that big compared to Lin Ming's current strength.
But it's different from Xiantian Zhiji to Xuan Dan. This will be a huge leap!
In Tianyan Continent, Xiantian warriors can only be arrogant in a small mortal country, but Xuandan masters can dominate a party and establish a sect.
After swallowing a healing elixir, before Lin Ming could heal his wounds, a new cage enveloped him, sealing him once again.
However, the heavenly magic field showed no sign of weakening and still enveloped Lin Ming's whole body, making it very difficult for Lin Ming to heal his injuries.
"Once the heavenly magic field is enveloped, even if the cage is broken, it will not weaken. In other words, as long as I am in the king's cage for a day, I will have to bear the pressure of the heavenly magic field for a day!"
This heavy pressure covers every small unit in the body, including the soul, giving people a feeling of breathlessness, and the most frightening thing is that the magic field will slowly increase as time goes by.
This is why even top geniuses like Fengshen can only stay in the King's Cage for twenty-eight days.
Too tired.
If it is a normal practice, after the true energy is exhausted, you can replenish your physical strength by meditating for a few hours and sleeping.
However, in the King's Cage, even when sleeping, the body has to resist the pressure of the magic field, consuming real energy all the time.
If it is a warrior with poor recovery power, the real energy replenished by meditation will be consumed faster. How can he stay in the King's Cage?
However, consumption is not a problem for Lin Ming. In terms of endurance and recovery power, he is even stronger than the old monster who died in the first level! Of course, his strength is far behind.
Time passed day by day, and Lin Ming no longer knew how much time had passed. Even though he had strong recovery ability, he still felt extremely exhausted physically and mentally after being in such a stressful environment for a long time.
No part of my body was not feeling uncomfortable, including the sea of spirit, which was also under tremendous pressure.
This particularly surprised Lin Ming. His soul's defense was no less than that of a powerful Fate-Destroyer, but he still felt the heavy pressure from his soul. You can imagine the situation of others.
"It is indeed a trial of the title Shura level. The Eight Meteor War Emperor who was able to survive this kind of trial for two months is truly a genius..."
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Babel Tower, a special training place.
With a flash of light, a young man dressed in white walked out of the training ground and silently glanced at the King's Cage. This young man was the top master of the Conferred God on the third floor of the Babel Tower.
At this time, in the King's Prison, the light gates flowed calmly, like water ripples ruffled by the breeze.
However, under the calmness, Fengshen clearly knew to what extent the pressure in the king's cage would increase at this time.
Today is already the 40th day!!
When Fengshen entered the king's cage, he only lasted twenty-eight days.
How long you can persist has nothing to do with your personal cultivation, but depends on your level of genius. A series of factors such as the warrior's own toughness, perseverance, and techniques also have an impact.
When he recalled his experience in the King's Cage, Fengshen was still frightened. At the end of the twenty-eighth day, the pressure increased to another level, so strong that it was about to tear the meridians and crush the soul.
Fengshen had no choice but to use the escape talisman to teleport out.
"Forty days is already close to the level of Netherworld Shura. This boy's talent is incredible. He and I were born in the same era. I don't know if it's luck or misfortune..."
Fengshen shook his head, withdrew his gaze, turned and left.
Five days passed by in such a flash.
Forty-five days!
This was the same time as Netherworld Shura. This news quickly spread on the third floor of Babel Tower, which meant that Lin Ming’s talent had surpassed Netherworld Shura!
This was completely a legendary achievement. The warriors on the third floor of the Babel Tower had all sorts of emotions towards Lin Ming, including admiration, envy, jealousy, and adoration.
These days, almost every day, a large number of warriors pass by the special training ground intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see if Lin Ming has come out.
As long as he persists for ten more days, he can tie the record held by the Eight Meteor War Emperor!
If that’s true, it’s going to break the heavens!
At this level, there were fewer and fewer people who were jealous of Lin Ming.
When Lin Ming's height far exceeded theirs, the jealousy faded away, because they were not at the same level at all. At this time, people were often more willing to witness the miracle happen in person.
"Hmph! A bunch of idiots, they really think Lin Ming has persisted until now." In a private room of a restaurant near the special training site, Yan Chi was drinking wine and looked at the crowd gathered near the special training site with a sneer.
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In front of him sat Maha and Kaiyang.
These three people had all surrendered to Babel a year ago. Because they signed a contract, they were loyal to Babel, and what the Dark Lord did was not hidden from them.
They knew that Lin Ming actually could not come out.
"In fifty days, Lin Ming is probably dead. Although he is amazing, he is not at the level of the Eight Meteor War Emperor. Even if he can compare with the Eight Meteor War Emperor, it is meaningless. The Lord has decided to seal the formation for eight months.
Even if he is the reincarnation of gods and demons, he will still drink hatred." Maha sneered and threw dried fruits into his mouth.
"Hehe, I really hope to see the expressions of this group of people three or four months later. It must be wonderful. They thought Lin Ming would create a miracle, but then they learned that Lin Ming was dead. A genius with the title of Shura fell into the world.
Tower of Babel, what an irony!" Kaiyang smiled and touched his wrinkled chin. What he felt in his heart was a pity that it was a piece of demon bone in Lin Ming's Sumeru Ring.
Kaiyang has seen this demon bone before. It is as big as a pigeon egg. It is left in the king's cage and I don't know if it can be taken out. It is such a waste.
"Let's go. This time, the Lord made an exception and opened the statue hall. Each of us has ten days of opportunity to enlighten. We should prepare well when we go back and adjust the state to the best. Don't miss this opportunity."
"Well, let's go."
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Inside the King's Cage, the pressure of the Heavenly Magic Field has increased to another level. These days, Lin Ming has also discovered a pattern. The pressure of the Heavenly Magic Field will increase by one level every ten days!
During this process, Lin Ming's body continued to adapt to higher-intensity pressure. His physical fitness and the toughness of his meridians continued to become stronger under the tempering of this pressure.
The heavenly magic field was strengthening, and Lin Ming was also growing.
"Um...this is?"
When a new cage shrouded it, Lin Ming was shocked. This time, the cage was completely different from the usual light curtain.
call--
It was completely dark before my eyes, it was chaos, I couldn't see anything!
The sticky darkness condensed into substance, merged with the heavenly magic field, and enveloped it overwhelmingly. Lin Ming felt as if he was suffocating!
This chaotic darkness has great resistance, making it extremely difficult to move.
Lin Ming felt as if he was sinking into the mire of a swamp, unable to see anything. Even the release of his senses was instantly blocked by chaos.
Perception can only leave the body less than an inch!
To a warrior, this is no different than being blind.
His chest felt extremely tight, and Lin Ming tried hard to breathe, but the air he breathed into his body was very little.
Could it be that the Eight Meteor War Emperor was defeated at this level?
Lin Ming carefully recalled that it was probably less than ten days after he entered the King's Cage that he encountered the Heavenly Magic Field.
This can also explain why the worst group of warriors could only persist for ten days before retreating from the King's Cage, because their initial heavenly magic field could not withstand it.
Then, Lin Ming counted it carefully and found that the Heavenly Magic Field had been strengthened five times in total. If it was correct, then fifty days had passed. Adding the first ten days, it was now exactly the sixtieth day, which was eight days.
It’s time for Emperor Yu to retreat!
What an amazing person Ba Yun was. He survived the eighth level of fate and realized the artistic conception of time and space. No one at his level could rival him. As a human being, he won the title of Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon in the Tower of Babel, which was full of obstacles!
But he still failed here, which shows how difficult this level is!
"Senior Ba Yun was defeated here, let's see how far I can go!"
Lin Ming shouted violently, the evil god seeds exploded, the bones in his body crackled, and a faint sound of dragon roar came from Lin Ming's body.
The Zi Xuan spear was laid out horizontally, with the power of thunder and fire intertwined above the tip of the spear.
Guanhong!
The spear suddenly thrust out, the dazzling spear light cut through the sticky chaos, and thrust out more than ten feet away with spiral ripples!
However, that was the end of it, the spear light was finally swallowed up by chaos, and the spiral ripples that were three feet in diameter and more than ten feet long pierced by the spear light were slowly disappearing.
Lin Ming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stepped out and rushed into the spiral corrugated tunnel. He rushed ten feet away in one breath, and then he was swallowed up by chaos again!
The resistance suddenly increased, and every step Lin Ming took was extremely difficult!
There is no doubt that this sticky chaos is the king's cage in this level!
In the past, as long as the attack power was enough, the cage could be broken open sooner or later, but in this cage, no matter how fierce the attack was, it was useless. The chaos condensed into substance would always heal naturally.
You can only walk out on your own feet!
Lin Ming took out dozens of high-grade blood evil crystals from the Sumeru Ring and sucked out the vitality of heaven and earth and the power of blood and blood in them in one breath.
Eight Gates Dunjia - Close the gate and open it!
"boom!"
Between Lin Ming's collarbones, white light burst out!
Lin Ming had only touched a little bit of the threshold of Ximen. It was not considered to be opening Ximen at all. Now that he was forcefully using Ximen's power, it immediately put a huge burden on his body.
After opening the Hugh Gate, powerful recovery power is coupled with powerful additional strength.
Lin Ming aimed at the direction he was heading in and thrust out another spear!
The spear light pierced through the chaos, and Lin Ming moved forward step by step.
Lin Ming didn't know how big the area of Chaos was, or even whether this method of getting out of the Chaos Prison was correct. However, he had no choice but to move forward! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!