Chapter 587 Doubt, the only one in ten thousand years!
Two months later, Lin Ming still hasn't come out!
With sixty-one days to go, news quickly spread around the Babel Tower. The time it took Lin Ming to enter the King's Training Ground had already broken the record of the Eight Meteor War Emperors!
This is a mythical achievement, unique in ten thousand years!
The news spread quickly in Babel Tower. Not only the third floor of Babel Tower, but also the warriors on the second and first floors knew about it. They didn't know what it meant to stay in the King's Cage for two consecutive months, but Ji Xing
Ta Wannian's only name is one that even mortals understand.
"No. 1 in ten thousand years, unexpected, really unexpected!"
In a well-decorated teahouse, Mogu drank tea and listened to the discussions of the warriors around him. He had been to the second floor to see his sister in the past few days, but he didn't know the news until just now. It felt incredible.
"Maybe in a few decades, the Holy Demon Continent will have another Eight Meteor War Emperor!"
In front of Mo Gu, Mo Qing ate the cake, thought for a while and said, "When I saw him a year and a half ago, I didn't think he was so powerful... Senior brother, do you think we can win him over?"
"Win over? What are we trying to win over? We are just an ordinary fifth-grade sect. Besides, who knows where Lin Ming comes from. Such a genius cannot appear out of thin air. There may be a top-notch master behind him.
"
Mo Gu shook his head, fiddled with the tea leaves floating in the tea bowl, took a sip, and said: "Don't expect to win over this kind of person. It's good to be friends with him. I'm glad that the first time I met him was quite bad.
, but later on, the connection was finally eliminated, and we can be considered to have some friendship.”
In the Holy Demon Continent, human beings have been weak for a long time, and Mo Gu is still very happy to see a top strong man born.
Being friends with Lin Ming will also be of great benefit to their sect.
…
Time passes day by day, and it will soon be seventy days!
On the third floor of Babel Tower, the news had already spread like crazy. Every day, many warriors rushed to the special training ground to see when Lin Ming would come out.
It actually lasted ten days longer than the Eight Meteor War Emperors. What a monster this is.
"Seventy days..."
The Conferring God Pan silently looked at the flashing light door of the King's Training Ground, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He had never thought that Lin Ming could reach this level before.
He was once proud of his talent, but now he was far surpassed by Lin Ming.
"Hey, Fengshen, this is the first time I see this expression on your face." Suddenly a voice came.
Fengshen turned around and saw that the person coming was none other than Kaiyang.
Kaiyang pinched his chin and looked at the light door of the King's Cage with a smile, with a nonchalant expression, "Fengshen, this is not like you. You are usually not calm and calm, but when have you ever been so frightened?
expression."
Fengshen frowned slightly. With his arrogance, he usually had little interaction with anyone, so he didn't even bother to interact with these people.
In the eyes of Fengshen, Kaiyang is just a person who is willing to be a hawk for resources. This kind of person can achieve certain results, but if his mind is not strong, it is impossible to reach the extreme!
Fengshen said nothing, turned around and left.
Kaiyang was a little displeased with Fengshen's reaction. He snorted coldly and said: "You know that Lin Ming has been practicing in a special training place until now? Are you sure he has the ability to surpass the Eight Meteor War Emperor? Hehe, maybe he has already
Dead inside."
The king's cage is in danger of death.
In the past, when there were no escape talismans, the probability of falling into the King's Cage was extremely high. Many warriors originally thought they could withstand the pressure of the Heavenly Magic Field. After breaking open a cage, in order to squeeze their own potential and achieve greater improvement, they entered
In a new cage, the pressure of the magic field gradually increased, and the attacks became more and more difficult. In the end, he was unable to break the cage and died inside.
Later, with the advent of escape talismans, the death rate was greatly reduced, but some still died.
Just like a mortal who does not sleep for several days and works hard at high intensity may cause sudden death, a warrior is under tremendous pressure from the magic field, which puts a huge burden on the heart, dantian, and soul. If accumulated over a long period of time, sudden death may occur!
The heart suddenly stops beating, the sea of spirit collapses, and the Dantian explodes... In this case, there is no chance of activating the escape talisman.
"Dead in there?" Fengshen sneered, "How could a true dragon-level genius die in the King's Cage!"
After saying that, he ignored Kaiyang and turned to leave.
"Fuck! What's so great about this conferred god? He relies on his strong background and high talent to not take us seriously at all. If you were from the same background as me, you wouldn't have to grovel! **, just wait and see, Qi
You can still say that Lin Ming has created a miracle in ten days. Let’s see if you can still say that Lin Ming has created a miracle in one hundred or one hundred and twenty days. He is a true dragon-level genius, bah!”
Kaiyang spat, he was nakedly jealous of Lin Ming.
"Hehe, I really look forward to what your expression will be like when you learn that Lin Ming died in the King's Cage. The top emperor-level genius died in the training ground, haha! It's so ironic and so interesting!"
Thinking of this, the corner of Kaiyang's mouth curled up, and his heart felt extremely happy. He wished that the time would hurry up to a hundred days and see if there were still warriors clamoring for Lin Ming.
Seventy-five days…
Eighty days...
Eighty-five days...
…
Time passed day by day, and when it reached eighty days, some people already suspected that Lin Ming died in the King's Cage. However, this suspicion has not yet become mainstream. After all, he was a top emperor-level genius. How could he die in the King's Cage?
It’s not the most ridiculous thing in the world!
However, the rumors were still spreading slowly. By the eighty-fifth day, more and more people believed that Lin Ming was probably dead!
"It's just a joke. The person who was engraved on the king's stone tablet and titled Shura died in the king's cage. Who would believe it!"
In a restaurant on the third floor, some warriors were discussing Lin Ming. These days, Lin Ming had become the talk of all warriors, and was discussed in almost every restaurant.
"Believe it or not, Lin Ming is probably too confident and has not estimated the endurance limit of his body. He is too stupid."
"Lin Ming is probably dead. Otherwise, eighty-five days, which is three months, is nearly one month longer than the Eight Meteor War Emperor. It's too exaggerated. How is this possible?"
"Haha! I'm laughing so hard, it's so funny!" A troll warrior slapped the table with a smile, "Look at how arrogant the human clowns on the third floor are these days. They thought the human race was going to be proud, but what happened?
, Lin Ming actually died in the King’s Cage, I’ve seen stupid people, but I’ve never seen anyone so stupid!”
"This IQ is a flaw. If you have an escape talisman, you will die. How weird is this? You are also titled Shura. Don't make me laugh. This is the funniest joke in the past thousand years!"
The trolls and humans are mortal enemies. When Lin Ming was at the height of his power, of course these troll warriors did not dare to say a word. Now that Lin Ming is dead, they have nothing to worry about, and all the jealousy they had accumulated before has burst out.
Human geniuses, who were also their competitors, died happily.
Mo Gu was also in the restaurant, and when he heard these discussions, his face became extremely ugly.
Not wanting to drink anymore, he stood up and left.
"Hey, who isn't that? What's your name?" The troll warrior who spoke earlier saw Mo Gu. On the third floor, Mo Gu's strength was at the bottom, and many people couldn't name him.
"His name seems to be Mo Gu." A dwarf demon tribesman next to him reminded.
"Oh, Mo Gu, I remembered. Haha, Mo Gu, come over and have a drink, and tell me about the glorious deeds of Lin Ming, the top genius of your human race!"
The troll warrior smiled wantonly. He was holding his breath in his heart when these humans pressed on his head a few days ago.
Mo Gu suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "It's only been eighty-five days, are you sure that Lin Ming can't support it? Just because you can't understand the realm doesn't mean it doesn't exist!"
"A state that I can't understand? Haha! What you said reminds me of when I was a kid. There was a kid who couldn't beat me. Every time I beat him until his teeth were all over the floor, he would say, "Waiting for me to come home to find them."
My dad, let him beat you, it’s so funny!”
The troll warrior slapped the table and mocked Mo Gu mercilessly.
Mo Gu's face became increasingly ugly. There was no point in continuing to argue. In fact, he didn't even know whether Lin Ming was really dead or not?
"Lin Ming, Lin Ming, please come out quickly... A person like you is destined to be the top level in the mainland in the future, how can you die in the King's Cage?"
Mo Gu sighed. Is this a lack of luck for humans? Are they destined to be unable to give birth to such peerless powerful men?
…
In the King's Cage, the snow-white ground seems to be covered by a dark cloud, boundless.
This dark cloud is extremely viscous, so viscous that it can be cut with a knife, and its pitch black color seems to be dyed black by ink.
The dark clouds rolled quietly, and at a certain moment, a muffled sound was suddenly heard, and a small piece of the dark cloud was lifted away, and a ray of golden light seemed to flash away.
Then, there was silence again, and the dark clouds were still dark clouds.
After a stick of incense, the golden light flashed again, stayed longer than the last time, and then disappeared again.
This time it disappeared for an extra long time, as if the golden light was gathering strength. After half an hour, there was only a clear roar like a dragon's roar, and a golden light beam as thick as a bucket was completely broken like a sword of the gods.
The dark clouds pierced the sky!
The moment the dark clouds broke apart, a figure rushed out of the cloud hole opened by the light beam.
It fell to the ground with a bang.
"Finally it's out!"
Lin Ming lay sprawled on the ground, unable to even move his fingers. He had been trapped in the Chaos Prison for nearly a month!
This is truly a horrific experience that is unbearable to look back on!
The Chaos Prison was extremely viscous. Even if Lin Ming tried his best to move forward, his speed would be as fast as a turtle crawling.
He had no choice but to use attacks to break open the cage of chaos, and while the chaos was being torn apart, he rushed out a few steps away.
This is faster, but the consumption of real energy is like running water.
You must know that even if Lin Ming used his special move to penetrate the rainbow, he could only open a passage of more than ten feet.
And how big is the Chaos Cage?
Lin Ming doesn’t know at all! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)