Chapter 115: Breaking through the meta-reality

On the fifth floor of the empty Yuan Xiu Pagoda, Wu Ming raised his eyes and looked at the wall of Yuan Soul in front of him, and his brows couldn't help but tighten, because he could feel that this wall was very different from the previous ones.

Compared with the Yuan Soul Wall on the previous floors, there is not much difference in appearance, but the Yuan Soul Cultivation that swims in that wall is a little more condensed, and in addition, there is a trace of blazing in the Yuan Soul Training.

Although this feeling is very small, if you get closer, you can still feel it, which makes Wu Ming's Yuan Soul a little burning, this feeling is like the tempering of a nosebleed prison, but compared to it, it is much worse.

Wu Ming's Yuan Soul can be regarded as having been tempered by more than eighty Nosebleed Prisons, so this faint burning heat is nothing to him.

However, the only trouble was the strong resistance of the Yuan Soul Wall, even if Wu Ming had not yet stepped into it, he could feel the strong sense of rejection coming from it.

Outside the tower, everyone's eyes were focused on the chaotic battle on the sixth layer, but there were also a few people who noticed Wu Ming on the fifth layer.

"What does that kid want to do? Could it be that he still wants to break into the sixth layer with the strength of the late Yuan Chu Realm?"

The man's words also drew everyone's attention back and focused on the picture on the fifth layer.

"It is not difficult under the first five layers of the Yuan Reality Realm of the Yuan Cultivation Tower, it is already the limit for him to be able to enter the entrance of the sixth layer, if he wants to enter the sixth layer, unless the strength of the Yuan Soul reaches the Yuan Reality Realm, it is basically no fun. One person gave an evaluation.

"Well, that's true, the gap between the first five layers and the sixth layer is not the gap of this layer, the soul pressure of the sixth layer is more than the sum of the soul pressure of the first five layers, it is simply terrifying, without the support of the Yuan Soul of the Yuan Realm, the powerful soul pressure is enough to exaggerate people. Said a man who had been on the sixth floor.

Li Sheng and Li Xue both looked at Wu Ming in the soul mirror in front of them with tight faces at this time, as far as it seems that Wu Ming basically has no hope, let alone the top three, even if it is to enter the sixth layer, I am afraid it will be a little difficult.

However, in the hearts of the two of them, there was still a trace of hope, especially Li Sheng, he suddenly thought of choosing Wu Ming to represent them in this competition, because of the shock that Wu Ming brought to him that day, and Wu Ming has a strength far beyond his realm, the latter's terrifying talent, and heart, such a young genius, in Li Sheng's life, but there are few of them.

In Li Sheng's heart, there is always this feeling, choosing Wu Ming will give him unexpected gains, as the city lord of Wancheng, of course, he also knows that those who participate in the tower test, the Yuan Soul must be the strength of the Yuan Reality Realm, but he resolutely chose Wu Ming, it is because of that feeling, but if the latter can't even enter the sixth layer, perhaps, this feeling is an illusion.

For Li Sheng's gamble, Huang Python didn't care, even if he knew, some of him sneered, using a person from the late Yuan Realm to fight with a group of people from the Yuan Realm, I really don't know what to say.

This time, he won the yellow python again, although it was a little boring to win, but he was still very happy to see Li Sheng lose.

"Look, he's about to break through the fifth layer of the Soul Wall. I don't know who said a word, but it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and then became the focus of everyone.

"Hehe, useless work, what do you do?" A faint chuckle spread all over everyone's ears, and the yellow python stared at the mirror of the Yuan Soul, shaking his head helplessly, and said that in his view, there was no point in doing so.

"The results are not coming out, and it is better not to jump to conclusions. Li Sheng's face was calm, staring at the Yuan Soul mirror in front of him, and said without any waves.

"Then wait for the results. Huang Python glanced at Li Sheng, sneered, and didn't speak again.

"Li Sheng, you are still holding on, when the time comes, Wu Ming's kid will be the first to come out, see what you say. Huang Python looked at Wu Ming in the Yuan Soul Realm, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if he already knew the result.

Li Xue's fair face pursed her lips, although he didn't deal with Wu Ming very well, but the latter also represented their Wancheng, her beautiful eyes stared ahead, and the jade onion hand under her sleeve couldn't help but clench it.

On the side, Li Fengqi's cloudy old eyes swept lightly from the two people in the audience, and then he set his eyes on the mirror of the Yuan Soul, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what to think.

Inside the tower, the pale red Yuan Soul quickly poured out and wrapped the whole body, after doing this, Wu Ming exhaled deeply, straightened his back, and looked at the wall of the Yuan Soul in front of him with dark eyes, without the slightest timidity.

Taking a step forward, there was a Yuan Soul Match Drill slamming on Wu Ming's body, splashing ripples, and the Yuan Soul Screen quickly cracked.

When he was about to be broken, Wu Ming's mind moved, and he condensed into one again, and continued to move forward, but every step was much more difficult than the previous step, as if he had fallen into a muddy swamp, and every step was extremely difficult.

At this time, Wu Ming was already sweating profusely, his pores were open, and the burning sensation from the Yuan Soul was not a big problem for him, but the difficult thing was that the extremely heavy soul pressure made his straight back a little bent, his clenched teeth, and his distorted face, and his originally handsome face, all looked hideous at this moment.

"This wall of primordial souls is indeed not comparable to the previous ones. ”

Wu Ming bared his teeth and struggled, and the soul pressure obstacle of the Yuan Soul Wall was like a huge mountain, pressing on Wu Ming's body, almost making him breathless.

"However, it is just this way for my Yuan Soul to break through to the Yuan Reality Realm. Panting for breath, he smiled.

Then the pale red soul almost frantically poured out from the center of its eyebrows like a fountain, resisting the powerful soul pressure that filled the entire surroundings.

Wu Ming's footsteps also slowly stopped at this moment, his eyes were also closed, his breathing was steady, and the whole person seemed to be ethereal.

The soul pressure here is of great benefit to his Yuan Soul training, as the so-called greater the oppression, the greater the rebound, different from the tempering of the Nosebleed Prison, although both of these are tempering their Yuan Soul, however, the latter is mainly to enhance the power of the Yuan Soul, while the former is to oppress to break through the limit, so as to achieve a rebound, and the realm can be improved.

Maybe one day of cultivation in the Yuan Cultivation Pagoda is equivalent to one year outside, and this may be the case, and most of the reasons for this are from this Yuan Soul Wall.

Outside the tower, everyone saw Wu Ming, who was struggling to walk, and they all shook their heads helplessly, sighing, Wu Ming wanted to use the strength of the late Yuan Realm to pass through the wall of the Yuan Soul?

"Well, it's a bit off, but it's good to be able to do that. One of the old men in Yuancheng sighed and praised again.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded, and some people turned their eyes to another fierce battlefield, compared to Wu Ming, who was already doomed to the ending, the fierce battle here can arouse people's interest.

Wu Ming relied on the strength of the late Yuan Beginning Realm to enter this sixth layer of the Yuan Soul Wall, which was already a bit unexpected, and the strength of ordinary people in the late Yuan Beginning Realm, but he couldn't even touch it, so he was defeated under this powerful soul pressure.

"Huh, what is that kid doing?" The eyes of one person froze hard, trying to see what Wu Ming was doing in the realm.

"It's... In the breakthrough?!" The other, squinting his eyes, paused for a moment, and finally exclaimed, as if he knew something.

His exclamation suddenly pulled back the people who were originally lacking in interest, and one by one with a look of surprise, staring closely at the Yuan Soul Realm in front of them, even the yellow python who was not very optimistic on the side, at this moment the latter's brows were also slightly frowned, and his eyes were gathered here.

Under the gaze of many, inside the tower, Wu Ming's originally closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and a fluctuation of the Yuan Soul that was incomparable to before emanated from the center of his eyebrows to the surroundings.

Suddenly, the almost condensed Yuan Soul Cultivation around them also quickly retreated towards the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yuan Reality..."Wu Ming felt the surging and majestic Yuan Soul power in his body, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a trace of arc, and he didn't hesitate, just walked forward.

"Did he really break through?"

"This son has some strength. ”

Seeing this, Li Sheng in the audience also quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, and Li Xue on the side flashed his big eyes, as if he still couldn't believe it, but in the end, he sighed and said, "Hey, it's really not comparable to you." ”

The opposite of Li Sheng was the yellow python, who looked at Wu Ming, who had earth-shaking changes from before, whether it was momentum or power, with a somewhat grim face.

Even if the latter broke through and entered the sixth layer, with the strength of Wu Mingyuan's early stage of the real realm, it was not a threat to Chi Feng, but this also gave Li Sheng hope again, this feeling was very bad for Huang Python.