Martial World Chapter 1803: Bait
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The endless light rainbow passed in Lin Ming's field of vision. I didn't know how long after that, as soon as he felt the surrounding scene brightened, already came to an unknown world.
Emperor City disappeared, everywhere was a desolate land. This land seemed to have suffered a terrible war, already was full of scars.
Several mountains and rivers were cut off, leveled, and terrible craters and huge abyss were everywhere on the ground, as if they were split by large divine ability people with weapons.
And in the sky, there are a lot of abandoned planets suspended. These planets have no vitality, they look like barren large stones.
This is the battlefield of the original dream!
The original dream battlefield is a small part of the original dream universe. Once you enter here, you need to stay for three years.
In the past three years, no one has ability to investigate what will happen in the original dream battlefield. Only after all three disciples have completed the battlefield drill will the results be known.
The disciples of Xiaoji Palace have all come together, and many disciples of other forces have disappeared. They have been teleported to different locations.
This will happen, obviously because Xiaojigong Vice Palace Host crushed a piece of rune paper when entering the original dream battlefield.
For that rune paper, Lin Ming saw it very well. It was an inscription rune. Its role is probably to prevent disciples of Xiaoji Palace from separating from each other during the transmission.
Soul tribe is a race that is infused with inscriptions. Many soul martial artist even carry inscriptions to fight.
"Now everyone listens to my command. We are a whole, don't separate them privately, otherwise you will be left with nothing left. This is the war between Zongmen and Zongmen, which can be played by individuals Limited power! "
"Observe the order. If you can achieve victory, then I will never regret rewarding!"
Xiaojigong Deputy Palace Host said so, everyone started to march toward a mountain.
The original dream battlefield rules are special. Lin Ming is here. already feels the suppression of cultivation level by the rules.
His internal world is imprisoned. The outbreak of True Yuan has been greatly reduced, and even the Taoist Palace Jiuxing has been restricted. Although the three-party palace can still be opened, the power of the stars that can be gathered is only one-twentieth of the original.
"My cultivation level was suppressed to the beginning of Divine Monarch ..."
Lin Ming thought so and looked around. Everyone's situation is similar.
There are only a few low-level disciples, but they are extremely happy. They feel that a force that is not their own is poured into them, which makes their strength soar.
"Such conditions are more favorable to me!"
Lin Ming thought so, moving slowly in the crowd, he slowly fell into the darkness. Like the same phantom, it disappeared without leaving a trace in the crowd.
Everyone in the room didn't realize this. Until the disciples already arrived at the destination ...
"Huh? Where is Lin Mu?"
Yu Luo was surprised, Lin Ming was gone.
Lin Ming belongs to her team. When she entered the battlefield of the original dream just now, she also saw Lin Ming. In a flash, he disappeared.
Yu Luo's words. Suddenly let a lot of Elder in Xiaoji Palace let go of perceptual search, after perceptual swept everyone. Their faces are not so good.
Xiaoji Gong has a mighty population of more than 9,000 people. When moving forward together, if one person is really missing, it is difficult to detect.
"An alien race is really unreliable."
You have Xiaojigong Elder said, voice is angry.
"Has occupied a place for us, and fled as soon as I came to the original dream battlefield!"
"Is he a mutiny?"
Several Elders look at each other, their faces are very ugly. Although Lin Ming was a human race, he has to admit that he is strong and will be a great help in the original dream battlefield of Xiaoji Palace. Before starting to fight, everyone else was gone.
"Sorry ... I ..."
Yu Luo did n’t know what to say. Lin Ming was introduced to Xiaoji Palace. Later, Lin Ming proposed to enter the original dream battlefield. She was also supportive, but now this situation has occurred. She No light on natural surfaces.
"The mutiny is not enough. The token that he entered into the battlefield of the original dream was provided by our Xiaoji Temple. All his merits will be added to the total achievements of our Xiaoji Temple, but we must be careful. Some, lest he be bought through by other forces to ventilate and report. "
White robe vice Palace Host said so, the presence of Elder was extremely depressed.
"Change another place. If the human leaks our location and we are ambushed here, the situation will be bad." Someone suggested.
"Okay, that's all I can do."
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At this time, thousands of miles away from the residence of Xiaoji Palace, Lin Ming was flying in a wilderness, and his perception spread out to explore the surroundings.
According to the previous statement of Deputy White Robe Palace Host, Lin Ming's own in the heart was silently calculating the meritorious value he needed to get.
His bones are under 130.
The merit value for redeeming golden book pages is one billion!
According to the calculation method of the merit value of the original dream battlefield, when the merit is finally calculated, it must be divided by the bone age of martial artist. In other words, Lin Ming needs to get nearly 130 billion merit values to be able to steadily convert to golden book pages.
130 billion!
Lin Ming doesn't know what the concept is, but I can be sure that this is definitely a terrible number.
He needs constant killing to complete.
And listening to the meaning in the words of Elder, this original dream battlefield is not just as simple as killing for merit, there may be other opportunities here.
Whether it is for golden book pages or for other opportunities, Lin Ming is doomed to be unable to follow the large army of Xiaoji Palace, which will make him fettered and inconvenient to move.
Lin Ming thought so, already flew for less than half an hour, this original dream battlefield, the area is quite wide, Lin Mingfei swept for such a long time, and what he saw was still a wilderness.
At this moment, Lin Ming suddenly moved with in the heart, and his steps slowed down.
He saw a swamp not far away, and above the swamp, a strange flower was blooming.
This flower has no rhizomes, branches and leaves, but only a flower in the basin size, which is extremely bright red.
From this flower, Lin Ming detected a faint wave of souls and souls, as if this flower is a soul, and this wave of souls and souls is affecting the spiritual sea of Lin Ming.
Lin Ming has no doubt that this is a Spirit Medicine that has a great nourishing effect on the soul.
"Is it the Spirit Medicine born from the original dream battlefield?"
Lin Ming thinks this way, his pace slows down. The Spirit Medicine in front of him is not too precious. Lin Ming believes that this is just the beginning.
He was slowly approaching. At this moment, he suddenly stepped, and his pace slowed down.
After sensing the swamp, Lin Ming's mouth sneered.
He casually walked towards the red flower in the basin size, reached out to pick, and the moment Lin Ming's finger was about to touch the flower, suddenly, ten feet in front of Lin Ming, the mud Suddenly exploded, with the roar of the earth moving, a giant Big Black color lizard dozens of feet long jumped from the swamp!
This black lizard, both eyes is blood-red, and is covered with pure black scale armor. It opens up and can swallow the house's blood basin, and the huge letter as thick as a man's waist is sprayed out like spear directly to Lin Ming. Swept!
It is to take Lin Ming and swallow it!
"I've been waiting for you."
Lin Ming had been prepared, his face look changes didn't change a bit, he flicked his fingers, and in his left hand Xu Mijie, a red spear flew out, Correct Phoenix blood gun.
"Oh!"
The phoenix blood gun cuts through the sky, with the roaring thunder strength of fire, stabs into the blood basin of the black lizard with the unstoppable pressure.
"Oh!"
The blood flew, and the black lizard was directly penetrated by the phoenix gun, bringing out a puff of blood rain!
"Roar roar!"
The black lizard screamed in pain and was penetrated by Lin Ming. He rushed towards Lin Ming in a fury, trying to crush Lin Ming with his huge body.
And Lin Ming was just a little fingertips. The phoenix blood gun turned back with a horrible pressure. Like a thorny tofu, it penetrated the back of the black lizard. This time, the thunder strength of fire contained in the phoenix gun detonated together. With a loud bang, the back of the black lizard exploded completely.
The shock wave rolled up by the explosion flew towards in the sky with endless flesh and blood fragments. The spine and sternum of the black lizard were completely torn, and the huge body was blown into two.
Facing the endless rain of blood, Lin Ming formed an invisible force field beside him, without any contamination.
The black lizard was easily killed in this way. Lin Ming didn't move at all. He bent down and picked the red flower that was gorgeous.
Taking a scent of the strong soul in the flowers, Lin Ming said lightly: "Come out, I know this lizard is not wild, but your contract animal ..."
Lin Ming's voice is indifferent, with a touch of murder.
There is a powerful Nightmare in the original dream battlefield, but this lizard is not. Before Lin Ming picked this flower, he felt the ambush around him.
Someone here uses Linghua as a bait and sets up a trap to kill people who pick flowers. If they are too anxious for the treasure, they will probably win.
At that time, the lizard will attack in front, and then there will be other sneak attacks by martial artist in the rear. Unless the strength can be a lot higher than the attacker, it will inevitably drink here.
Unfortunately, Lin Ming slammed the black lizard directly and let the martial artist ambush behind him.
Lin Ming turned slowly, looking at a swamp meadow not far behind him, his voice indifferent: "It seems that I want you to come out."
During the talk, he started directly, pointed his finger, and fired his gun!
"Don't, ah!"
A scream came, and seven or eight martial artists rolled out like rolling gourds, and their bodies were pierced with blood holes by Lin Ming's pistol holes.
They looked at Lin Ming with a look of horror.
As soon as they entered the battlefield of the original dream, they set a trap here and waited for the rabbit, but unexpectedly, the first prey was so fierce that they killed their contract beast in an instant. (To be continued)