Game time, 7:40 p.m.

The league preparation hall is all an independent space, that is, before the official start of the war, no one knows who their opponent is. Of course, this is also the usual method used in games.

At this time, the Qianlong's team of 10,000 people, divided into eight sub-groups, was neatly lined up in the preparation hall, and every player participating in the battle was dignified at this time, and at the same time, their hearts were leaping like flames.

Cheng Yiming sat firmly on the back of the unicorn beast, pressing the hilt of the sword, and there were no waves on his face.

A few minutes ago, he had fully opened the attributes of the team, and distributed the high-level potions and various auxiliary consumables that had been prepared to the backbone members of each regiment, and at the same time had a simple meeting with Huang Hongwei, Remnant Yang and other direct commanders of each regiment before the battle.

With the blessing of nearly 5,000 strategic points, the attributes of the entire group of 10,000 people, although not as high as his own improvement, also have nearly 10% of the HP and 10% increase in attack power.

As for himself, his health and attack power have been directly increased by as much as 64%.

With the same additional attribute enabled, nearly 130,000 mana is consumed every minute.

Looking at the more than 100 sets of super blue pills in the inventory that instantly restored 70% of the mana, Cheng Yiming didn't take it seriously at all.

What's more, there are groups of consumables such as double potions and potions that instantly restore health and mana at the same time, and since there is the No. 1 Mall, it has long been no problem.

There are still a few minutes left before the official start of the league.

And Cheng Yiming's thoughts couldn't help but go back to a few hours ago.

Wanshou Mountain, the trial of the holy death.

Even if it has passed, thinking about it at this time still makes him feel palpitations.

When he chose to agree to the Golden Queen's Holy Death Trial, the person was instantly teleported to an absolute space.

Why is it absolute space?

Because that space can be said to be absolutely quiet, absolutely dark, and absolutely boundless, this makes him think of the mysterious and maddening demon space first.

And unlike the demons that he experienced, he was not only unable to move, but he couldn't even make a sound.

That space seemed to imprison not only his body, but even his soul.

The whole person is like in a nightmare, and the only thing that has a glimmer of freedom is his own consciousness.

To his surprise, the power of his divine thoughts in reality could also ripple involuntarily and wander in the boundless void, but this was also the case, almost causing his uncontrollable power of divine thoughts to collapse into the void.

Because in this boundless absolute space, divine thoughts sprawl out, which is equivalent to a trickle into the sea.

If the power of a cultivator's divine thoughts is completely dissipated, then this person is also equivalent to being wasted.

The collapse of the divine mind will not only affect one's own cultivation, but more importantly, it will severely damage one's own divine soul and end up crazy, but it is light.

And what scared him the most was that he didn't feel the slightest bit of time at all.

It seems to be eternal, and it seems to be a moment.

What's even worse is that although the power of his divine thoughts has avoided the danger of collapse, the only remaining consciousness of himself has blurred little by little.

One hour, two hours......

One day, two days......

His entire consciousness was completely confused, it seemed like it had been days, and it seemed that only a few minutes had passed. He couldn't tell the difference, he couldn't touch anything.

Fortunately, in the depths of his thoughts, there is always a trace of mysterious shadow that is almost negligible, constantly emitting a little bit of cold and moist power, although it is very weak, but it stubbornly protects his last trace of consciousness that has not yet been blurred.

In the subconscious mind, time seems to be passing little by little.

And when he opened his eyes again, the login had been automatically cut off.

When he returned to the line, he suddenly found that the realm that was originally stuck in the dead had broken through at some point and reached the tenth layer of the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Control Period. All this seems like a dream, but in fact, it is a matter of course, without any waves.

Now that he has half a foot in the realm of Rongdan.

Of course, it is by no means easy to truly melt into a golden pill.

When it was launched again, the time for the start of the guild league was approaching.

And the dragon language, who was originally sleeping in the summoning beast pen, stayed in the Tongtian Temple, and under the care of the Dragon Emperor, he refined the power of the Golden Dragon Ball.

Although without the strong arm strength of Long Yu, the certainty of winning the league will be reduced by a few points, but for Cheng Yiming, if Long Yu can completely refine the golden dragon ball obtained from the abyss of the Demon Dragon, the benefits will naturally be obvious.

After leaving the Temple of Heaven, he hurried all the way to the Hidden Dragon Station.

On the way, he was surprised to find that after the Holy Death Trial, his overall character attributes had increased by nearly 10 percent.

This is a big surprise for him.

Guild League North Station Hall.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The atmosphere of the team players in the entire hall has also become more solemn with time.

"There is one minute left to teleport to the main battlefield, and the state is all thrown over!"

Staring at the approaching countdown, Cheng Yiming shook his hand and first released the Swift Movement Technique and the Wind Technique.

The voice fell, and suddenly I saw that in the huge preparation hall, the aura of skill rose one after another like dazzling rainbow light.

In a short time, a dazzling white light swept by, and the mass of 10,000 people was instantly teleported to a new map.

At the same time, a system prompt rang in the ears of every team player participating in the battle:

'Ding~ Welcome to the first floor of the Guild League map Tianjedi Palace, the participating teams only need to clear all the monsters within the specified time, and open the eight sealing mechanisms at the same time, then they will be automatically teleported to the next layer of the map, I wish you a victory! ’

'Ding~ You have entered the war mode, you will not be able to use some game equipment and props, after the death of the character, directly teleport to the preparation hall, no loss, the map will be automatically transmitted after the end of the league! ’

'Ding~ Guild League will officially start in 59 seconds! ’

At the same time as the system prompt sounds, a column of time countdowns also appears in front of the right side of each player's field of vision.

In the information bar of the whole team, there is a new dynamic message:

Current league card count: 0.

As for what this league card is, as well as the distribution of monsters and the characteristics of the eight sealing mechanisms, the system does not give any hints, that is, only after the battle is officially opened, players can explore them one by one.

The countdown doesn't stop for a moment.

The 10,000 players were all isolated by a huge gray light mask.

The moment the countdown ends, that is, when the quarantine ban disappears, every player's face at this time is unusually dignified.

Looking through the light mask, the field of vision is densely packed with countless high-level puppets, although due to the prohibition, it cannot detect specific attributes, but from the surface alone, its strength is definitely not weak.

When the countdown is completely over, the forbidden mask disappears for a moment.

A surging aura of slaughter swept in.