Martial World's
1828 - End of the Battlefield
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"Senior .. Senior Solitude!"
The fat man's face turned pale. In his opinion, the One-legged World King was a god-like creature, yet he was killed like a chicken?
He felt as if he was living in a strange dream.
Lin Ming's spear looked average and simple, so why couldn't a one-legged World King avoid it?
Instead, in the fat man's mind, even if the One-legged World King decided not to dodge, the spear still shouldn't be able to injure him at all.
Not only was the fat man in a daze, but everyone else as well. With their vision, they were naturally unable to see the mysterious Laws in Lin Ming's spear attack, nor could they judge how fast Lin Ming's spear was. Due to the confusion brought by the Space and Time Laws, Lin Ming's spear emitted an endless sense of illusion, making him appear extremely slow.
"You .. you're a human from Emperor City!"
The fat man remembered Lin Ming. In Emperor City, Lin Ming's status as a human had left an impression on him. However, the color of his skin now changed, as if he seemed to be recalling something terrible.
He wasn't an idiot; he immediately thought of who Lin Ming might really be!
However, before he could even say anything, the Phoenix Blood Spear also pierced into his throat!
When the fat man saw this spear coming towards him, he wanted to move. But at that moment, he felt that his body was locked by the inexplicable power of the Laws, spurring every action in its place. All he could do was stare wretchedly as this spear came towards him.
"This was the reason why Senior Solitude was unable to avoid that murderous attack?"
This was the fat man's last thought on the Battlefield of the Akashic Dream. With a light explosive sound, the spear pierced through his throat.
The fat man's life was instantly cut off.
Two people continuously died, including among them a master teacher like the One-legged World King. Even so, Lin Ming did not erupt with any aura at all, and he did not even seem to take a single step anywhere.
Such a scene was truly terrifying.
"Death God Lin Muk …"
Someone stammered. They are not stupid when it comes to news that is spreading. They knew there was a terrifying young man who had killed Empyrean Myriad Ghost and had hunted World Kings and Great World Kings.
To them, a Great World King was an unreachable existence. But to Lin Ming, they only walked achievement points.
They remembered what Lin Ming said when he killed the one-legged World King.
"One billion achievement points .. I finally have it. ”
With this, how could they not know who Lin Ming was?
"He was killed enough to reach .. a billion achievement points. ”
Everyone found this hard to imagine. The achievement points that Lin Ming mentioned should be after skeletal age taken into account. The original number must be an astronomical number.
Lin Ming turned his head and looked at the people gathered, causing them all to be frightened without any intelligence.
"ignore!"
Lin Ming said harshly. Towards these weaklings, he could not be bothered to kill them.
With this, people scattered in droves, fleeing in all directions.
However, many disciples of Zenith Palace remained. This was because their senior disciple, Sister Jaderiver, did not move.
Jaderiver looked at Lin Ming. He wanted to talk but hesitated.
Lin Ming looked at Jaderiver. During the trip to the Akashic Dream Battlefield, Lin Ming had crossed paths with the disciples of Zenith Palace twice; they could be considered to share a strand of fate. Moreover, when Lin Ming entered the Akashic Dream Battle, he had used the token from Zenith Palace to do so.
"The "deep strings of spring are yours. ”
Lin Ming had already heard the name of this spirit medicine from Zenith Palace and the other influences here. As spirit medicines were worth less than transcendent heavenly pills, Lin Ming did not need them at all.
If he were to give this spirit medicine to Zenith Palace, it could be considered as completing their karmic cycle.
"Lin Muk …"
Jaderiver seemed to want to say something, but the moment he opened his lips, Lin Ming's figure had already disappeared into the endless sky. The only thing left was his voice echoing through the mountain valley.
As time went by, the name of the Death God Lin Muk experienced an unprecedented peak, but after that, the talk about him began to die down. He showed up a few times until he disappeared.
However, at this moment, most of the masters within the Akashic Dream Battlefield, excluding the Chaos Demon God who was still hiding somewhere, had already perished.
As for Lin Ming, he returned once again to the mystic realm where the Asura Road Master and the ancient spiritas king had fought. He began to meditate peacefully about the Laws in those ancient ruins once again.
His cultivation increased too quickly; he needed time to stabilize himself.
Lin Ming did not know what the red-clothed little girl remembered, but he could feel that over these past few days her speech had become increasingly fluent, and she had not stuttered like she used to.
With this, the three-year deadline arrived …
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Outside Battle Battle Dream Akashic, in Emperor City –
A powerful aura surged into the sky.
The clouds in the sky were torn apart like a piece of cloth.
A majestic palace emitted a sunlight, dazzling as it floated in the void, emitting a sense of awe and power.
Standing outside the palace were a number of servants. They all had their auras restrained; clearly they had incredible cultivation.
There was also a golden carriage the size of a mountain that emitted boundless light. It was vaguely struggling with the floating palace, making others unable to look directly at it.
There was also a powerful figure standing high up in the clouds, shrouded in shadow. It was impossible to see his appearance, but he exuded a vast aura that was as deep as the sea. He was clearly a great power, and no one dared to underestimate him.
It is a huge influence from all over. They came here to meet the proud children of heaven who had entered the Battlefield of the Akashic Dream.
"The Akashic Dream War will be closed soon. My descendants must have shone with glory, suppressing all the other heroes. ”
“Purple Chestnut will definitely bring honor to my spirit race. "A high king of the spirit race said.
“Hehe, being a genius alone is not enough to be famous. There are some old monsters there. This time, I wonder how many so-called geniuses of their sects must have been defeated inside. " Someone said . Indeed, a genius was terrifying, but compared to the old monsters that had been cultivating for a long time, they were naturally of a lower level.
If these old monsters disregarded their status to attack this young elite, then that young elite would suffer great losses.
The scene became more grand. Many influences had entered the Akashic Dream Battle. Now, they all rushed to the City of Emperors to welcome the opening of the Akashic Dream Battlefield.
The Akashic Dream Battlefield is only a small part of the Akashic Dream Universe. The Akashic Dream Universe was too vast and encompassed the seven Heaven Soul Worlds. There was more than one Akashic Dream Battlefield, and this different Akashic Dream Battlefield opened at different times.
Wanting to enter the Akashic Dream Universe was easy, but wanting to enter the Akashic Dream Battlefield was different. One token is required, and even a large influence has a limited number of tokens.
High in the sky, a boundless large purple gate emitted a glorious light, blinding the eyes.
An inexplicable force flowed out.
This gate had been closed for three years, and now it was finally open. It also marks the end of the Akashic Dream Battle.
An inexplicable force flowed out.
This gate had been closed for three years, and now it was finally open. It also marks the end of the Akashic Dream Battle.
"They're out. ”
Someone excitedly shouted from the crowd. There were some ordinary influences who were very concerned about their results. They hoped that their disciples could suppress their rivals and gain face for their sect.
For many disciples, the outcome of the Akashic Dream Battlefield concerned the future development of their sect. How could they not be nervous !?
At that moment, a purple gate rumbled open. A terrifying air wave exploded, followed by countless numbers darting out.
The strong scent of blood and iron filled the air.
Many influences moved forward to welcome these people.
A young man flew in front of an old man and took out a token. The old man laughed a little.
“My good son, you've done well. Hehe, you really brought a smile to grandfather's face. "The old man lovingly patted the young man on the head. He could feel the light shining from the token points and could tell that his grandson had killed many people. He was very proud of his grandson's achievements.
"Great, it seems like my Blood Tree Clan is doing quite well. You have killed five or six people each ... mm .. and this also includes a peak Holy Lord powerhouse? Good, I'm very satisfied. '' Said the Elder of the Blood Tree Clan, looking towards the several youths of the Blood Tree Clan. They had a strange turban wrapped around their heads that exuded a mystical power; it was extremely strange.
"What's? Our sect only has you left? Who did this !? ”Other elders howl sadly. When he looked at the injured disciples in front of him, his slaughtering intent soared into the sky.
"The Deep East family .. actually plotted against all of you .. good, very good, I don't think they would be so cruel!" Another sect master said through clenched jaws.
All the diverse disciples began to diligently search for their own disciples amidst the crowd of people.
Some influences were happy to see their students had such amazing results. Some influences gritted their teeth, preparing to avenge the enemy.
For a moment, the scene was filled with activity.
In front of the Emperor God Wall, masses of people crowded in.
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"At the end of the day the family is the most precious among the luster of the world."
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