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"Boy, it's you again!"
A red-browed man looked at Lin Ming. This man was Yi Fan. He had clashed with Lin Ming on the spirit ship. Eyes: Update so fast, let’s pack spicy strips to suppress your shock
He did not expect that Lin Ming would appear suddenly at the mobilization meeting of Yuanmeng Battlefield. Was he tired of work
According to the rules of Xiaoji Palace, on such an important occasion, a low-level disciple jumped out and interrupted the speech of the deputy palace master, which is a crime of disrespect.
"Yuluo, Yifan, do you know him?"
The elder in white robe looked at Yu Luo, frowning.
"yes… "
Yu Luo bit her head and nodded, she looked at Lin Ming, and said displeasedly: "Lin Mu, why don't you practice hard at the station, what are you doing at the main peak?"
"Miss Yuluo." Lin Ming clasped his fists together, "I heard that the Yuanmeng Battlefield is about to open, and I want to get a place to enter it. I don't know if there is no race restriction on entering the Yuanmeng Battlefield?"
As soon as Lin Ming said this, the audience fell silent.
Who does he think he is if he wants to get a spot and enter the original dream battlefield!
"Hahaha! I'm laughing to death, you are a human race, so arrogant! There are a total of 9,300 places to enter the original dream battlefield. The list has been finalized three months ago. In addition, the remaining 6,000 places were determined by Xiaoji Palace disciples who held a grand competition and went through layers of screening!"
"Every student of the Xiaoji Palace who got a quota is outstanding. He dominates among warriors of the same level and is superior to his peers! You want a quota with empty teeth, are you an idiot!!"
Yi Fan laughed wantonly. Although his voice was insolent, he also expressed the thoughts in the minds of the soul warriors present. They all thought that Lin Ming was a fool with his brain flooded.
"Oh? The quota has already been confirmed?" Lin Ming didn't expect this to happen, as Yu Luo had said before. In any place in the seven-fold universe of the soul clan, one can enter the Yuanmeng universe.
Now it seems that the position is not limited, but if you want to enter the original dream universe, there must be other restrictions, not just anyone can enter.
Xiaoji Palace can only send in 9,300 disciples, so the number of disciples that a smaller force can send in is probably even less.
Lin Ming's voice sank, and he said, "I just want to know. Is there any racial restriction on entering the original dream universe?"
"So what? You don't have the qualifications at all!" Yi Fan sneered.
"Then...give me your qualifications!" Lin Ming looked at Yifan. He said word by word: "Since the quota is determined by the Zongmen Dabi, and I am also a Zongmen disciple, if I beat you, I will be qualified, right?"
"you wanna die!"
Hearing Lin Ming's insolent words, Yifan was furious.
With a sound of "clang", Yifan's long sword came out of its sheath and pointed directly at Lin Ming!
"Since you can't wait to die, I will fulfill you!"
As Yi Fan spoke, he jumped up into the air, his gaze. Locked on the position of Lin Ming's dantian.
Originally, because of Lin Ming's injury, the world inside his body was chaotic, but now that Lin Ming had healed from his injury, he didn't deliberately cover up the world inside his body, which made Yifan see Lin Ming's cultivation at a glance.
"What? Just entered the Holy Lord stage? So you are a Holy Lord stage human?"
Yifan's words. All the Xiaoji Palace disciples in the audience were slightly startled. They looked towards Lin Ming's dantian one after another, and they immediately felt a faint cosmic aura.
That is the sign that the world in the body turns into a starry sky and stars are born.
"The early stage of the Holy Master?" A look of surprise flashed in Yu Luo's beautiful eyes. It turned out that the Lin Mu he rescued was a warrior in the early stage of the Holy Lord.
In the soul world, there are not many human fighters in the holy master stage.
Generally speaking, human fighters are able to barely break through the Holy Lord stage, and the Holy Lord stage is only possible due to various luck and chance coincidences, coupled with their own extremely high talents. It is often the end point of the human race's cultivation, and it is almost impossible to step further into the realm king level.
"Hmph! So what about the Holy Master Stage! No wonder you dare to break into the main peak privately. You think the Holy Master Stage is great? In Xiaoji Palace, the Holy Master Stage is nothing at all! Besides, you are still a human Holy Master, and you don't even enter the stage." my eyes!"
What Yi Fan despises the most is the human warriors. In the soul world, the human warriors are really miserable, and they are generally not the opponents of the soul warriors of the same level. Even facing the opponents of the soul race who are a small realm lower, they may not be able to win.
What's more, Yifan is still one of the core disciples of Xiaoji Palace, his cultivation is at the peak of the late Soul Lord, and he is not far behind the realm of the Holy Lord.
He was able to get the quota to enter the original dream battlefield, not through the competition, but through selection, and he directly got the token.
A genius disciple of the Holy Land of the Realm King is enough to challenge him beyond the next level. Even the Holy Lord of the Soul Race is no match for him, the Holy Lord of the Human Race. He can even kill easily!
"Senior Sister Yuluo, this person has a way of killing him. It is reasonable for me to kill him. Then you can find a human race to study the virtual dantian!"
As Yi Fan said to Yu Luo, he suddenly slashed at Lin Ming with his sword.
His sword slashed towards Lin Ming's Heavenly Spirit, the sword light shot out, and in the sword light, Yi Fan even used a soul attack, in order to kill with one blow!
On such an occasion, with so many sect disciples watching, if Lin Ming couldn't be destroyed with one blow, even if he won, he would lose face.
And at this moment, Lin Ming also made a move.
Facing a character like Yifan, Lin Ming didn't need to use any supernatural power at all. He directly pointed to the spear, and above his fingertips, he emitted a dazzling divine light.
At that moment, many Xiaoji Palace disciples couldn't open their eyes. The terrifying divine light, like the light of a materialized gun, struck between their eyebrows, and they all felt their souls trembling.
"Peng!"
Blood splattered, Yifan let out a scream, and flew upside down, and the long sword in his hand also flew away.
His body flew hundreds of feet backwards like a meteor, and hit an ice sculpture heavily, causing ice chips to fly up one after another.
The scene that happened between the lightning and the flint made the audience silent.
The outcome of the battle was unexpected.
"Brother Yi!"
Several disciples hurried over to investigate Yifan's situation.
Lin Ming kept his hand. On the territory of Xiaoji Palace, of course he would not take Yifan's life, but this blow was enough for him to lie down for a while.
Since Lin Ming had already spoken out. To replace Yi Fan and enter the battlefield of Yuanmeng, it would be most appropriate to let the opponent lie down for a month or two with serious injuries.
"What's going on, what happened just now?"
Many Xiaoji Palace disciples didn't see how Lin Ming made his move at all.
"That human defeated Senior Brother Yi Fan with one blow! And he didn't use a weapon, he just fought the enemy with bare hands!"
The Xiaoji Palace disciples looked at each other, they couldn't believe it. Yi Fan, who was ranked number one among the core disciples, was defeated just like that.
Although Yifan is only the late stage of Soul Lord. But his leapfrog fighting has always been as simple as eating and drinking. No one will object to saying that he is equivalent to a soul warrior in the holy master period.
But in front of that human being, he was defeated so thoroughly, the gap was too great.
"This human warrior is also a genius! Being a king at the same level, I'm afraid it's not in vain to face the mid-stage and late-stage Holy Masters of the Soul Race!"
"What you said is too exaggerated. If according to your statement, wouldn't he have the hope of breaking through the Realm King Realm?"
Realm King level, in the minds of Xiaoji Palace disciples, can be said to be a legend.
Over the past million years, the sect has accumulated the only two remaining realm kings, and in the future. I'm afraid it will be difficult to cultivate a world king to succeed him.
How easy is it to break through the Realm King
"Anyway, he is definitely a master, I'm afraid he is not far behind Senior Sister Yuluo!"
"Perhaps he can barely compare to Senior Sister Yuluo. Although he is the Holy Lord and the Soul Lord, and surpasses Senior Brother Yifan by a level, it is unbelievable that he can win so easily. A human being can actually reach this level... "
Lin Ming's shot just now. It was pointed out, although it was only aimed at Yifan, but the other warriors present all had the feeling of being pierced by the spear's light, and their hearts were terrified.
But at this time, Yi Fan was still lying in the pile of ice slag, vomiting blood, and when he looked at Lin Ming, his vision was blurred.
"you you… "
"I just want your qualifications, I'm not interested in killing you." Lin Ming's voice was cold. He no longer looked at Yifan, but looked at the Deputy Palace Master of Xiaoji Palace.
"Senior Deputy Palace Master, this Yifan said before that there is no racial restriction when entering Yuanmeng Universe, right?"
When questioned by Lin Ming, the white-robed old man's expression was very ugly.
If Lin Ming was from the soul race, and he defeated Yifan with one move, everyone would be absolutely happy. He regards Lin Ming as a treasure.
But Lin Ming is a human race.
Although the disciples of the human race belong to the Xiaoji Palace in name. But in fact, there is no high-level person in Xiaoji Palace who really regards the human race as his own. Non-my family, its heart must be different.
"Yes, no limit..."
The deputy palace lord's voice was low, and he looked at Yu Luo.
Yu Luo still couldn't believe it, Lin Ming's strength had never occurred to her.
Reminiscent of the place where Lin Ming was found before, Yu Luo somehow had a very strange feeling in her heart. Was it just a coincidence why Lin Ming appeared at the place where the ice chinch appeared and was seriously injured
"Third Master Uncle, the thing is like this..."
Yuluo's lips moved slightly, and she quickly told the vice palace master in white robes how she had discovered Lin Ming through the voice transmission of her divine essence.
When the old man in white robe heard this, his brows trembled.
Such an outstanding disciple was not from the soul clan, which made him very depressed.
Otherwise, cultivate it well, maybe in the future there will be a little possibility to break through the realm king.
The white-robed elder looked at the few elders of the Little Extreme Palace not far behind him.
These few people are all high-level elders of Xiaoji Palace. They looked at each other and consulted each other's opinions, and finally the great elder of Xiaoji Palace spoke.
"Let him participate in Yuanmeng Battlefield. Although he is a human race, as long as he holds the battlefield token of Xiaoji Palace, he can be regarded as a disciple of my Xiaoji Palace. Among the 9,300 people participating in Yuanmeng Battlefield this time, except Apart from Yu Luo and the others, I am afraid there is no one who can catch up with this human being, and letting him go can also support the situation."
"Supporting the scene... Sigh, the human race is stronger than us, the Xiaoji Palace has not fallen to this point, it is really sad to rely on the descendants of the human race to support the scene."
The elders of Xiaoji Palace said one after another that their words confirmed Lin Ming's qualifications to enter Yuanmeng Battlefield.
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