Zhang Yuanqing did not immediately respond to the spirit realm, but walked to the Yin Corpse "Blood Rose", put his hand on her shoulder, and then whispered:
"join!"
The moment he said these two words, he, who had been sitting at his desk for two hours but had always been calm, heard his own frantic heartbeat and felt the sudden tension in his heart.
Probably like parents sending their children to the college entrance examination room, the tension of facing a turning point in life filled Zhang Yuanqing's heart at this moment.
By clearing the killing dungeon, he can be promoted to a saint, and a saint is the mainstay of the spiritual world, a sublimation of levels and a sublimation of status.
The extraordinary opens the door to the new world, and the saint is an important step to reach the top of the new world.
He will usher in a different life.
——High position and authority!
In addition, after being promoted to Saint, you can finally try to find Brother Bing and investigate his past with the Demon Lord.
This time in the killing dungeon of the extraordinary realm, I will try to hit the records of the Demon Lord and the Female Marshal. Fu Qingyang, you must survive and don’t be killed by the Silver Moon God General. When we meet at the top, Zhang Yuanqing prays silently.
, the copy introduction rings in my ears:
[Ding, the spiritual realm map is opening. You will enter the spiritual realm in 30 seconds. The spiritual realm you enter this time is "The Lost City", number: 0000]
[Difficulty level: Unknown]
[Type: Multiplayer (death type)]
[Main mission: Survive for 72 hours.]
[Note: Non-spiritual items are not allowed to be brought in.]
[Introduction to Spiritual Realm No. 0000: One day, the city was surrounded by endless forests, roads were blocked, and communication equipment became ineffective. The survivors in the city began to explore the forest to find a way out. However, what awaited them was a horror.
Crisis]
The scene was a city surrounded by a forest. Judging from the weird numbers and difficulty levels, the large-scale killing dungeon was different from the ordinary dungeon. Zhang Yuanqing was savoring the dungeon information when the scene in front of him suddenly showed ripples like water waves, blurring everything.
When his vision returned to clarity, what Zhang Yuanqing saw were thick tree trunks and a blue sky blocked by intricate branches.
He was in a lush primeval forest, with the ground under his feet covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, and the moist and warm air was mixed with the smell of rotten wood.
Based on the air humidity, temperature, and the lushness of the woods, it felt like this was a tropical rainforest. Zhang Yuanqing instinctively analyzed the environment.
"Forest? According to the introduction to the spiritual realm, I thought the landing place was a city and the mission was to explore the forest."
"There is no one nearby. It seems that after entering the dungeon, everyone will be randomly teleported to different places. In this case, it is extremely difficult to gather companions. The next step is to hunt each other in the jungle?"
While he was mumbling, he heard the mission prompt sound:
[Ding! Number of participants in this killing dungeon: 183]
[Initial points per capita: 3]
[If you hunt the enemy camp, you can get all the points from the other side, and if you hunt the same camp, you can inherit half of the points.]
[Those whose points are cleared will be erased!]
[The scoreboard has been opened, please check it yourself.]
[Side mission 1: Please pass through the outer area of the Forbidden Forest and reach the middle within 5 hours. Each area is subject to the notice board. 】
[Side mission 2: Please go through the vast forbidden forest and find the lost city. 】
Zhang Yuanqing relied on his experience to chew on the content of the task prompts and refine the information:
"There are a total of 183 people participating in this copy. Officially, there are only 38 people, accounting for one-fifth. The members are a bit complicated."
Complexity means confusion.
Among the 183 people, the lawful camp includes official officials, spiritual families, and non-governmental organizations (casual cultivators); the evil camp has three major organizations, non-governmental organizations (casual cultivators).
In addition to the above factions, there is another faction: those from surrounding countries.
Although due to their scarcity, those from surrounding countries are often ignored by the mainstream spiritual realm forces, the scarcity of numbers is based on the entire spiritual world.
The large-scale killing dungeon is for the entire region. Zhang Yuanqing believes that with so many small countries combined, there will always be twenty or thirty foreign travelers in the dungeon.
The spiritual realm should have a translation function. Otherwise, with my shallow foreign language skills, I can only say "Ya Meidi", "Ouba", and "Sarahayou" when I meet everyone. Or, madam, you don't want to return to the spiritual realm either.
Zhang Yuanqing then reviewed the follow-up mission information:
"The total number of people is 183, and the average number of points per person is 3 points, which is only 549 points. It seems that the main source of points is dungeons, which means that the proportion of dungeons will be relatively high."
"You can only inherit half of the points by killing those in the same camp. The number of people in the lawful camp is much higher than that in the evil camp. It is easier for evil professions to obtain points."
"Points will be wiped out if they are reset to zero. Based on the current information, it is speculated that if the side tasks are not completed, points will probably be deducted."
Then, Zhang Yuanqing had an idea and unfolded the standings.
Just like opening the properties panel.
The one who ranks first in the standings is Zhao Chenghuang, the second is Ah Yi, and the third is Jianyu Cangya, whose name is suffixed with the characters of the island nation.
It can be seen that the third place is from the island country.
Zhang Yuanqing marveled at the high intelligence of the spiritual realm while scanning the standings panel, and finally found his spiritual realm ID in 73rd place.
"It seems that, when the points are consistent, the ranking in the standings is based on the level of experience."
Zhang Yuanqing closed the scoreboard, took out the bloodthirsty blade, took the Inferi, and headed deep into the primeval forest.
His first priority now is to pass through the outer area, reach the middle of the forest, and then try to find his colleagues from the Five Elements Alliance, hoping not to encounter the second and fifth boys planted by Dark Night Rose.
What he wanted to find most was Guan Ya. Although Lao Si Ji had the krypton gold ability (props) of a wealthy daughter and extraordinary melee combat ability, her experience value was really too low, and her scouts lacked output skills.
Zhang Yuanqing was very worried about her safety.
"rustle."
His feet stepped on the soft ground, leaving shallow footprints. Blood Rose walked in front, wielding a bloodthirsty blade, cutting off the bushes and thorns that blocked the road, or the vines hanging from the trees, to clear the way for her master.
The vegetation in the virgin forest is so lush that it is very difficult to walk through the forest.
Fortunately, he was not attacked by wild animals along the way, but neither was he. This shows that this primeval forest is very vast.
Ten minutes later, while trekking through the dense forests of the mountains, he suddenly saw a sign in front of him.
Arriving in the central area so soon? Zhang Yuanqing strode over and stared at the content on the sign:
[Outer layer of the forbidden forest]
[Things to know when entering the mountain: 1: Please do not bring fire, knives, or dangerous items up the mountain.]
[Two: Please do not make loud noises in the mountains to avoid disturbing other people.]
[Three: Please do not stay in place for more than 30 minutes.]
【Four: If you see other people in the forest, please do not look at him/her.】
[Five: If you hear someone calling your name, never respond.]
At infinite heights, in a hazy world, floating stars glowing with light, forming a bright and vast galaxy.
Within these stars are miniature worlds.
There are dilapidated mountain villages with a terrifying atmosphere, abandoned campuses sleeping in darkness, volcanoes ready to go off, battlefields where two armies confront each other, endless grasslands, and sparkling lakes.
From ancient times to the present, from cities to mountains and rivers, all landforms in reality can be found here.
What is not available in reality is also available here.
Seven meteors came from a distance, breaking through the deep "universe" and stopping outside the two parallel planets.
The meteor gathered away its light and revealed its true form.
The leader was a tall woman, wearing black breeches, women's high-top boots, and a white shirt.
The black and white color scheme is simple and classic, bringing out her perfect body proportions.
Her appearance was like mist shrouding the clouds, hazy and unclear, and her hair was hanging down like a waterfall, but it was not blue hair, but white hair.
But unlike the old man's silver, her hair is pure white.
There is an unattainable majesty about her, like a leader commanding the three armies, and like a queen overlooking the world.
Behind this frosty-haired woman are six figures dressed differently, some wearing armor with green blades, some wearing black robes and hoods, some wearing white training clothes with red hair, and even
There is also a curly teddy.
The general in armor stared at the two parallel stars and said in a deep voice:
"Our saints are not very lucky, they entered the war dungeon!"
One of the stars reflected the scene of the two armies confronting each other. On the towering city, flags were flying, and the defenders wearing armor and holding sharp weapons were either bending their bows and setting arrows, or pushing down logs and oil barrels to resist the dense crowds below the city.
The enemy troops siege the city.
Further away, there is a winding river, hundreds of feet wide, with magnificent warships riding the wind and waves, with sails beating and artillery roaring.
Several warships, hundreds of meters long, were half-sunk into the river, with thick smoke billowing from the parts floating on the water.
This is a war of epic proportions.
On the city wall, a tall and tall figure stands proudly, wearing armor, with red, white, green, black and yellow flags on his back, holding an ancient Han Bafang sword.
His eyes passed over the ghostly city below, his comrades who broke into the enemy's formation single-handedly, past his comrades who seemed to be transformed into fire gods, burning all enemies in the world, and finally, he looked towards the enemy's rear.
There was a six-meter-tall eight-armed giant, with muscles all over his body like steel, covered with twisted and weird runes. Behind him, there was a layer of thick fog.
The red-haired young man's eyes were bright and he said eagerly:
"War dungeons are rare. When I first participated in the killing dungeon, I didn't encounter this type. What a pity, what a pity!"
Being able to fight and die in such a battlefield is a beautiful thing.
The war dungeon is the most brutal dungeon. It starts with high-intensity fighting, until corpses are everywhere, and the dungeon ends.
Even the peak saints will die of exhaustion.
In addition, war dungeons are recognized to be the most difficult and brain-burning, involving troop formations, resource allocation, command, etc.
Nothing is harder than winning a war.
At this time, the leading woman turned her head slightly and looked into the deep universe.
A few breaths later, a dozen meteors came quickly and stopped in front of two juxtaposed stars.
This group of uninvited guests is headed by three people. They are a young man in a black formal suit, handsome and elegant, with two silver nails embedded in his earlobes; a mysterious man wrapped in a tattered black robe, with no hands and feet exposed, and his face hidden in the shadow of a hood.
, like the God of Death in Western mythology; a "person" who constantly changes body shape and gender.
Bishop Bing's King of Fear; President of the Western Branch of the Psionics Society; Leader of the Southern Sect of the Nihility Sect.
The King of Fear stared at the white-haired woman, made a gentlemanly salute, and said with a smile:
"Marshal, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you still free now?"
"Shabi!" The red-haired young man replied on behalf of the woman, simply and rudely.
The white-haired woman raised her eyes, glanced at the King of Fear, and then continued to stare at the fierce battlefield.
"I heard that you have joined forces with Night Rose this time to get rid of Fu Qingyang and Yuanshi Tianzun in the killing dungeon?" Her voice was cold and sweet.
The King of Fear smiled and said:
"Hopefully it will work out."
The white-haired woman nodded:
"Yinyue does have a chance to kill Fu Qingyang.
"As for the little guys in the extraordinary stage, you have indeed trained a lot of talents."
A burly man behind the King of Fear hummed:
"So, killing one Yuanshi Tianzun is more than enough."
This man's eyes are like copper bells, his eyebrows are thick and his face is square. He looks irritable and seems ready to hurt others at any time.
The King of Fear turned back and said with a smile:
"Rage, although everyone has freedom of speech, but you are a divine general, don't talk to the marshal like this."
The angry god twitched his face, suppressed his anger, and lowered his head.
The president of the Psionic Society, the leader of the Void Sect, and the masters behind them ignored the elders of the Five Elements Alliance and immediately watched the battle.
The two incompatible camps rarely coexist peacefully and have nothing to do with each other.
This place is between the spiritual realm and reality, and is a zone of nothingness. Only peak masters or alliance leader-level figures can bring people in, and what comes in is not the real body, but the thoughts condensed by the power of the soul.
The idea is illusory and is itself a projection, so the fight is naturally meaningless.
Those with high positions in the world can take the initiative to travel to the spiritual world, but this world does not mean entering the dungeon, but traveling in the void.
Except for some special professional methods, even leader-level characters cannot bypass the spiritual realm and enter the dungeon.
Every time the killing dungeon is opened, this group of high-ranking people will travel through the void to watch the battle. They have met each other many times, and they have been able to treat each other as if they are nothing, and everyone looks at their own affairs.
At this time, the white-haired woman who was staring at the battlefield withdrew her gaze and turned to another star. She looked at it carefully for a moment and asked:
"Which one is Yuanshi Tianzun?"
The curly teddy floated next to the white-haired woman, searched the stars for a moment, pointed at something, and said:
"That boy is Yuanshi Tianzun."
The white-haired woman nodded slightly and stared intently at the primeval forest.
In the evil camp where no one originally paid attention to the Transcendent Realm Killing Copy, all the masters turned their heads and looked over.
The King of Fear smiled and said:
"Marshal, it's boring to watch. Let's make a bet."
The white-haired woman stood with her hands behind her hands, "Say!"
King of Fear said:
"The Demon Eye is imprisoned because of Yuanshi Tianzun, so let's make a bet with him. If he dies in the killing dungeon, you release the Demon Eye and give him freedom.
"If Yuanshi Tianzun gets the first place in the standings, I will give you a rules-based item that dominates the quality."
The red-haired young man frowned, "It's not fair, why didn't he survive?"
The King of Fear smiled and said:
"First of all, even if you don't release the magic eyes, if he enters the spiritual realm and dies in the spiritual realm, he can still be reborn from the mother god's womb. Secondly, the killing dungeon is based on points. If Yuanshi Tianzun hides and waits for the end of three days, he will still survive.
Come down.
"So, fair enough!"
The red-haired young man thought for a while and found that he could not refute, so he looked at the female marshal.
The white-haired woman nodded: "Okay!"
"It turns out that I haven't reached the outer area just now. This is the content on the signboard, which represents the danger of the outer area?"
Zhang Yuanqing frowned after reading the precautions on the notice board.
This means that crossing the outer layer of the Forbidden Forest may be a very dangerous thing, and the content on the notice board can help people entering the forest avoid danger.
"But is it too simple to just tell the precautions so clearly? What will happen if you don't follow the precautions? Unfortunately, there is no way to trial and error, and we cannot take risks with the Inferi."
Zhang Yuanqing took the bloodthirsty blade from Blood Rose's hand and took it back to the inventory.
According to the warning signs, flames and knives are not allowed to be used.
He did not move forward, but pressed his hand on the notice board. After a few seconds, the item information appeared:
[A sign posted by people in the Lost City, hoping to warn travelers who stray into the Forbidden Forest.]
It was set up by the people in that city. Lingjing introduced that they encountered a big crisis when they entered the forest. I thought no one could come out, but I didn't expect that they had already explored the outer layer. Zhang Yuanqing controlled the Inferi to open the way and cross over.
Sign, enter the outer area.
Stepping on the soft and rotten mud, Zhang Yuanqing and Blood Rose walked cautiously through the primeval forest one after the other.
The further you go, the more lush the branches and leaves become, almost completely blocking the sky.
Fortunately, it was daytime, so even if there was no light, the visibility in the forest was very high.
If you can't light a fire, you won't be able to see anything in the woods at night. But I am a night wanderer and I am not afraid of the dark. The dark night is my home field.
He moved forward while thinking divergently.
After walking for about half an hour, a cool mountain breeze blew from nowhere in the forest that was blocking out the sun.
A high-pitched sound floated in the wind.
Zhang Yuanqing listened carefully, and the voice shouted:
"Yuanshi Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun"
PS: The typos will be corrected first and then later. It’s the last day. Please give me your monthly pass. The next chapter should be in the evening.