Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1808: The last layer

Lin Beichen felt that in front of the ancestor, he was like a transparent person without pants, and he was seen through at a glance.

"I..."

He was about to answer.

"Hush."

Another voice came, saying: "Uncle Unnamed, don't tell my parents."

The voice is familiar.

But it's also scary.

Lin Beichen and Li Chenyuan looked at each other, as if they had been killed by someone for a thousand years, they were almost scared out of their wits.

He died young.

No way?

The two looked back together.

Sure enough, it was Wu Shanglong, the green dragon boy, who followed behind everyone after some unknown reason.

Why did this product follow?

Both Lin Beichen and Li Chenyuan were stunned.

When did it happen?

I didn't even notice that he had sneaked in before.

When the gate of the corridor was closed, he was clearly on the other side of the gate, but he kept waving goodbye.

"You should go back."

Anonymous ancestor Tao.

Green dragon boy Wu Shanglong begged: "Uncle, I'm not an imperial guard. I've been bored inside for so long, so it's time to go out and see the world."

The nameless ancestor stopped talking.

Lin Beichen grabbed his dragon and said, "You...you know each other?"

Green dragon boy Wu Shanglong said: "I know you, when I was young, the nameless uncle hugged me, and I peed on his face at that time."

The giant rusty knife trembled at that moment.

For Lin Beichen and others, it was like an earthquake.

Lin Beichen quickly covered Wu Shanglong's mouth.

So, now I got a new piece of information-the forbidden army can communicate with each other, or to be more precise, at least some of the forbidden army can exchange information with each other.

The nameless ancestor is not speaking.

He sent Lin Beichen and others to the end of the cosmic void, opened the door to the upper floor, and sent them into the tunnel.

Boom.

The passage is closed.

"Hey, I forgot to ask, what is the alien race suppressed in this prison." Lin Beichen murmured to himself belatedly.

"It's a primitive star beast named 'Jue'. Its body was cut into pieces, split into countless pieces, and turned into stars in the sky. , cut off its divinity, making it unable to recover."

Wu Shanglong rushed to answer.

His understanding of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races is obviously good.

"What?"

"Those stars are transformed from the corpses of star beasts?"

"Is this... an ancestor-level star beast?"

"Incredible."

The fanatics were shocked.

Before, they were horrified enough to see the unknown ancestor sharpening the knife with stars, but they did not expect that these stars were transformed from the corpse of a star beast, just like listening to a fairy tale.

"We are walking without a loop."

Li Chenyuan said: "Senior, I don't know if I will see Your Majesty after this trip. As for getting out of the prison of all races, it is even more extravagant. If you follow us, it will be difficult to go to the outside world."

"It's fine."

Wu Shanglong smiled and said: "I've been bored for a long time, I just want to find some people to chat with me, and when you are all dead, I will go back to my parents."

Li Chenyuan: "..."

Lin Beichen: "..."

If it's not because you can't beat this guy, you really want to beat him to death.

However, with Wu Shanglong in the team, everyone had a prediction in advance about the more than 9,000 levels of prison that they would pass through next, so that the speed of advancement would be accelerated, and the casualty rate would be very small.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, three days and three nights passed.

Everyone fought monsters all the way, and paid a lot of casualties. Twenty-one fanatics stayed forever in some space of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races, and finally reached the nine thousand nine hundredth floor.

"Feel it?"

Wu Shanglong spoke suddenly.

"What do you feel?" Lin Beichen looked at him in surprise.

Li Chenyuan said: "After the nine thousand nine hundredth floor, the suppressed alien races in the prison will become stronger and stronger, but the same, the closer you are to the top of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races, the stronger the emperor's aura will be." The stronger it is... don't you feel it? The emperor's coercion here has gradually become stronger."

Lin Beichen frowned.

To be honest, he really didn't feel it.

But he didn't say it.

Secretly observe other people closely.

The expressions on the faces of the fanatics became much more relaxed, and their aura increased a lot. The injuries on their bodies were healing at a speed dozens of times faster than usual, as if they had taken some panacea.

It is the breath of the Emperor.

The closer you get to the Prison of Ten Thousand Races—that is, the top of the Emperor's Temple, the stronger the pressure of the Emperor's aura. For the alien races, this aura is poison, and it is the source of their weakness and pain. But for the human race, this breath is like sweet soup, like a honey spring, the source of strength and healing.

The only problem was that he couldn't feel the healing himself.

The good news is that they don't feel weak and oppressed like the aliens.

Like...

The emperor's aura does not exist for him.

"The road ahead will be much easier."

Wu Shanglong said: "With His Majesty's blessing, the Forbidden Army stationed here will definitely maintain the powerful energy of the past and maintain absolute suppression of foreign races. The road will not be so dangerous."

"Really?"

Li Chenyuan was overjoyed.

The fanatics were even more delighted.

In this way, wouldn't their mission be successfully completed?

"If my guess is correct, then you will be able to see His Majesty soon."

Wu Shanglong is very confident.

The crowd immediately burst into cheers.

Lin Beichen's heart was shaken.

I don't know why, but he wanted to see the Emperor very much before.

But now, he was a little inexplicably worried, and didn't want to really see the supreme ruler of the primordial universe.

As expected, as Wu Shanglong had guessed, after entering the 9900th floor, they were all strictly protected by the forbidden army along the way.

Different from the Forbidden Army encountered before, the Forbidden Army here has bright armor, weapons gleaming with cold light, all kinds of equipment are available one by one, and they maintain absolute suppression of the alien race in the prison they guard.

Along the way, Lin Beichen and the others didn't even see what the alien races suppressed in these prisons were, so they walked through safely and smoothly. Many, even ordinary soldiers, are at the star-level realm, some generals are undisputed emperor-level, and those who really sit in command are the ancestor-level existences.

Legends do not lie.

The emperor's imperial army is really powerful and incomparable.

The number of unknown ancestors in the prison is far more than twenty-four.

Finally, half a day later, the missionary group of fanatics finally arrived at the corridor beyond the 9999th floor.

"The last floor, only you can enter."

The Forbidden Army strongman who saw him off stopped here and said: "It was the same before. Every time, only members of the tribute mission can enter, and any member of the Forbidden Army is forbidden to enter."