There are more and more martial artists gathered in the Imperial City, and many major sects are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of disciples.

Among these people, Lin Ming, a half-step Tianzun, has seen a lot, but the real Tianzun still hasn't seen it.

"There are so many realm kings, great realm kings, and even half-step Tianzun, this is the first time I have entered the Primordial Dream Battlefield, and I have encountered such a strong opponent when I can't cultivate to the soul transformation period, in front of these strong people, didn't I disappear in an instant?"

The young disciple of the Little Pole Palace said helplessly.

The white-robed elder shook his head and said: "Our battle will be carried out in the original dream battlefield, where the law is special, everyone's cultivation will be suppressed to the Soul Monarch Realm, and those who are not enough to the Soul Monarch Realm will be promoted to the Soul Monarch Realm, and everyone's cultivation is equal, but even so, the half-step Tianzun-level powerhouses are definitely not something you can deal with, because their law comprehension and cultivation have reached a point that you can't imagine, it is also the Soul Monarch Realm, and it only takes a moment for them to kill you!"

"But you don't have no hope of escaping, if dozens of you people immediately disperse and flee after seeing the half-step Tianzun, there are still many of you who can survive. ”

The white-robed elder's explanation made Lin Ming's heart move, it turned out that there was such a rule.

This is also reasonable, Lin Ming has seen similar inheritance places, often have similar rules, used to smooth out the gap caused by age and cultivation, and the final inheritance of the selection of outstanding people, only look at talent and potential.

People were talking, and suddenly there was a surge, the sky was completely dark, and dark clouds were surging. obscured the sun.

In this gloomy environment, there were bursts of ghost cries from the dark clouds, and everyone was terrified and inexplicable, and they went out to look up at the sky, only to see that there seemed to be endless ghosts flying in the sky.

For a while, the disciples of the Little Extreme Palace were terrified, and the white-robed deputy palace master's face was extremely ugly.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Tianzun, this old guy, are you here to stir up trouble!"

"Tianzun! Tianzun has come to the battlefield of the original dream?"

The disciples of the Little Pole Palace glanced at each other. They all saw horror in each other's eyes.

Even Tianzun is here, even if he is suppressed and cultivated to the Soul Monarch realm. The Tianzun-level powerhouse is also a powerful and incomparable being, and he can kill a group of them in an instant.

This original dream battlefield is really full of masters!

"Generally, there is no need for Tianzun to come, Tianzun is a true god if he goes further. Very few Tianzun can complete this step. It's a waste to come. And with you juniors, you can't play any tricks, like Ten Thousand Ghosts Tianzun. A person with an extremely eccentric personality, I don't know what he is doing in the original dream battlefield...... You all avoid him, don't get involved with him. ”

The white-robed deputy palace master admonished.

"Is it a waste for Tianzun to come? They are so powerful that they can't earn merit points and achievements, and they can be rewarded with huàn?"

Lin Ming opened his mouth and asked, and some of the disciples of the Little Extreme Palace who had just entered the Primordial Dream Universe also pricked up their ears, this information was very important to them.

The white-robed deputy palace master shook his head and said: "Merit points are something that only belongs to young people, and we old guys can't get it at all, because when we settle the merit points in three years, we will get rid of our age, if Tianzun has lived for tens of millions of years, he has obtained one billion merit points by killing on the battlefield of the original dream, and once he divides his age, there will only be a pitiful one hundred merit points, and nothing can be exchanged." ”

With the explanation of the white-robed deputy palace master, Lin Ming suddenly realized in his heart that the original dream battlefield, after all, is still prepared for young people, which is also reasonable, if the original dream battlefield is a place of inheritance, then of course it must be passed on to young people.

For example, the old guys like the white-robed deputy palace master came in, not for merit points, but just to fight with martial artists of the same level.

After all, in real life, senior martial artists of a certain age and age rarely have the opportunity to fight with martial artists of the same generation.

Without fighting, it would be difficult for their cultivation to be sharpened.

"I can't get merit points, and I can't find my peers to fight, this Ten Thousand Ghost Heavenly Venerable is really here to stir up the situation......"

The white-robed elder muttered to himself.

Some Tianzun have strange personalities, maybe they didn't get benefits in the original dream battlefield when they were young, and they don't want others to benefit now.

It's good that Tianzun can't get merit points, but they also have the ability to make others also unable to get merit points, just kill others......

If this is really the case, the low-level disciples who participated in the Primordial Dream Battlefield this time will be miserable.

The white-robed deputy palace master was thinking, at this moment, with the evil aura like the vast ocean, the entire Imperial City was shrouded in this evil qi, and for a while, the terrible coercion spread out, and the light of the entire city disappeared, as if all the martial artists were deeply trapped in the viscous chaos, and there was a feeling of not being able to breathe.

"This is the Chaos Force Field, the signature domain of the Chaos Demon God, another Heavenly Venerable!"

"I understand, Ten Thousand Ghost Heavenly Venerable entered the Primordial Dream Battlefield this time, it was against the Chaos Demon God, the two of them were originally on the right path, and if in the real world, the battle between the two Great Celestial Venerables was bound to fall apart, and once any damage fell, it would be unbearable to lose, even if they took the Supreme Divine Pill, it would be difficult to recover!

Knowing this, the elders of the Little Pole Palace all looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The battle between these two Heavenly Venerables will inevitably affect Chi Yu, and these low-level disciples of the Little Extreme Palace will be tragic.

was swept in, and there was no scum left.

"After entering the battlefield of the original dream, you must be careful, seeing those old monsters walking around, alas, it is really bad luck. ”

The white-robed deputy palace master was sighing, and at this time, Lin Ming leaned over and asked, "Senior deputy palace master, junior has something I want to ask." ”

"Huh, what's the matter?"

Seeing that it was Lin Ming again, the white-robed deputy palace master frowned slightly, this disciple really has a lot of questions.

"The juniors want to know, how much merit is needed to redeem a golden page?"

On the Emperor Divine Wall, the reward rules of the Primordial Dream Battlefield were engraved, including the golden pages, but because these rules were recorded in the Ancient Soul Clan, it was difficult for Lin Ming to understand.

The white-robed deputy palace master was a little speechless, this disciple was too curious, and asked what he was doing.

"You really care a lot, honestly thinking about how to survive, killing more enemies is the right way, those golden pages, I don't know how many people have replaced them for hundreds of millions of years, if you want a billion merits, don't count on it at all. ”

The white-robed elder was a little impatient, Lin Ming smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you senior for your advice." ”

"Rest early, don't care about these meaningless things, tomorrow you will enter the battlefield of the original dream, and when the time comes, I still expect you to win glory for Xiaoji Palace!"

The appearance of the Soul Dream Battlefield of the Xiaoji Palace for several consecutive sessions was average, which made the high-level of the Xiaoji Palace very anxious.

In this way, all the disciples of the Little Extreme Palace looked for a place to rest, although the Imperial City was large, there were more martial artists, and most of the rooms had been occupied.

Spiritual ships, caves and other magic weapons could not be brought in, and many warriors meditated in the void all night.

In the early morning of the second day, the sky was cloudy, and the brilliant five-colored glow shot out from the emperor's god wall, shining on every warrior present.

Everyone was shrouded in a beam of light, and this beam of light eventually turned into countless points of light, converging into their respective tokens.

"What is this?"

A young disciple asked in surprise.

"It's the prototype of the spiritual origin, the so-called meritorious service, in fact, this is this, killing the opponent, you can plunder the spiritual origin prototype in their token, and accumulate it into your own token, which is meritorious!"

As the people were talking, at this moment, the entire Imperial City trembled violently, and the earth seemed to be split by an invisible divine sword, and in the cracked land, purple divine fire erupted, scorching the blue sky.

A door of space slowly emerged in this cracked land, like a purple dawn sun, descending on the world.

"The original dream battlefield is open, let's go in!"

In the entire Imperial City, I don't know how many disciples have unfolded their bodies and flew towards the gate of space.

The diameter of this spatial gate is hundreds of miles, and the martial artists present in front of this huge spatial gate appear extremely small, looking from afar, like endless flying locusts.

Lin Ming also joined in, and at this moment, the deputy palace master of the Little Pole Palace lit a rune, and with it, all the disciples of the Little Pole Palace were shrouded in a layer of light.

Lin Ming was also shrouded in this layer of light and passed through the purple spatial gate...... (To be continued......)