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The majestic Emperor's Divine Wall has stood erect for countless billions of years.
The coercion of the emperor's wall is as strong as a prison, no one dares to get too close, and those with poor cultivation will be directly crushed by the sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, dazzling rays of light shone in front of the emperor's divine wall.
I saw a group of young people in brocade robes, there were hundreds of them, all raised their tokens one after another.
A stream of magnificent brilliance burst out from the token.
Every ray of brilliance shot on the emperor's wall will be received by a rune.
The rune directly transformed into a number in the void.
As the brilliance in the token shot out more and more, various numbers evolved in the void, and finally converged into a value.
"Ninety-three thousand four hundred and twenty meritorious service!"
In front of the disciples, a sect elder with a trembling snow-white beard read out a number excitedly.
This is the total merit value obtained by everyone in their sect.
"Okay!" The patriarch of the Xiao faction, who was wearing a bright yellow robe, had a bright face. The results this time far exceeded his expectations.
In the past, it was considered a good achievement to have a hundred disciples from Yuanmeng Battlefield, but this time there are hundreds of disciples, which is really gratifying.
These merit points can benefit the sect a lot.
Many sects and forces gathered in front of the emperor's wall, and exchanged tokens for merit points.
The meritorious service of the same sect and the meritorious service on the token can be added together to become the total meritorious value of the sect.
Some minor factions are all overjoyed. They found that entering the original dream battlefield this time, many more people survived than before.
Some small sects have even reached hundreds of thousands of meritorious service. This is really good luck, and the Zongmen is really strong, the head teacher of the Zongmen laughed so much that he couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear, and he was so happy.
In front of the Emperor's Divine Wall, various voices came and went.
Tianjiao disciples from many forces appeared one after another, which was very gratifying.
But there is also power. The atmosphere was gloomy, and everyone's faces were as cold as iron.
Some forces they have discovered. No one from his team showed up.
"The meritorious value of the entire spirit clan is only 890,000?" In front of the emperor's wall, the meritorious value of the spirit clan forces shone brightly, exposing it to everyone.
Immediately aroused commotion and discussion among some people present.
"How is that possible. It is inconceivable for a large clan like the Spirit Race to have less than three million merit points, but this time it is actually less than one million."
"Look, it seems that King Ziling didn't show up, did he fall inside?" Some forces were shocked when they saw this scene.
"Aww..."
When the Elder of the Spirit Race was angry, his voice was like thunder. The vibration caused the air in front of the emperor's wall to fluctuate like a tide.
"Who killed King Zi Ling of our clan? Who killed the five great realm kings of my spiritual clan?!"
"Why, the teacher didn't show up?"
"Where did Elder Duanmu go? Was he killed?"
Some people roared in the camps of some powerful forces.
An embarrassing scene happened in front of the Emperor's God Wall. The meritorious service value of some big factions actually did not exceed one million.
This is in stark contrast to those small factions who have had a good harvest.
Many people were surprised to find that these meritorious deeds were worth less than one million big factions. It's all about the fall of the leader of the sect or the fall of the Great Realm King.
In fact, the Great Realm King, because of his age, cannot bring much merit to the sect, but it can act as a deterrent, and is the amulet of the sect.
It is completely different to have the escort of the Great Realm King. And with the Great Realm King falling, this sect may even be directly eaten by other forces. There is no residue left.
From one inside to the other, the difference in merit points is several times.
"...What are you talking about, I, King Ziling, and the five great realm kings were all killed by a man named Lin Mu?"
Suddenly, in the Spirit Race camp, an old man who looked like a lion roared angrily at a Spirit Race youth.
The young man responded tremblingly, killing the god Lin Mu, which brought him tremendous pressure.
"I taught genius... was also killed by Lin Mu? Who is this Lin Mu?"
Many sects were shocked when they heard this, they didn't know Lin Mu's identity.
"It's simply too arrogant. Find out the identity of this person for me, and I will make him regret coming to this world!" A king-level power leader of the Great Realm said angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes.
But at this time, above the forces of these Great Realm Kings, there is a greater force that is in doubt.
"Why hasn't the ancestor come out yet?"
The chaotic Huangquan City is floating in the void.
Among the people standing on it, some of them are half-step gods and great realm kings, with extraordinary strength. It's just that everyone is very ghostly, and some ghosts follow each other, crying constantly, which is very scary.
This group of people are the gatekeepers of Huangquan Palace established by Wangui Tianzun.
"Could it be that the ancestor is still killing the Quartet inside?"
"No way, the ancestor is only here for the old opponent this time, he won't be interested in those juniors, not to mention that the Yuanmeng Battlefield will be closed soon. The ancestor should come out."
"Maybe it's the old thief of Chaos who has entangled the ancestor." Some disciples of the Netherworld Palace also speculated in this way.
In the face of divergent opinions, the more people in the Underworld Palace guessed, the more uncertain they felt, and they had a faint premonition.
"Could it be that the Myriad Ghosts Heavenly Venerate has fallen? Killed by the Chaos Demon God?"
A large faction observed this scene and couldn't help guessing.
"Wan Gui Tianzun wanted to be domineering. If he won, he would have come out showing off his might. Now that the Yuanmeng Battlefield is about to be closed, if he hasn't appeared yet, he may have been killed by the Chaos Demon God." Someone boldly guessed.
After hearing this, many people felt that it made sense.
When the people in Huangquan Palace heard these discussions, they were furious and worried at the same time.
"No, the Chaos Demon God didn't come out either!"
Someone found that opposite them, the Chaos Palace was ups and downs, and the people inside were hidden in the chaos, and they were also waiting for the Heavenly Venerable of their own Heavenly Palace.
Facing the unfriendly eyes of everyone in Huangquan Palace. The people from Chaos Heavenly Palace glared at them unceremoniously, their gazes were like pillars of light, fierce and fierce.
Just when the purple gate was about to close. Suddenly, an abyss like the ocean's chaotic atmosphere enveloped the audience.
"Old Ancestor, the Old Ancestor has come out." Cheers sounded from the camp of Chaos Heavenly Palace.
They all saw an old man in a dark green robe, shrouded in a layer of chaotic atmosphere.
The old man's pupils shot out terrifying and chaotic rays of light, strafing all directions.
When he appeared, everyone was startled.
"Haha, the ancestor of my Chaos Heavenly Palace has come out!"
"As expected of the ancestor. This time, I will definitely kill the ghosts and old thieves in the Netherworld Palace. My Chaos Heavenly Palace will shake the world!"
"That's right. How can the Netherworld Palace compete with my Chaos Heavenly Palace?"
The Chaos Heavenly Palace was overjoyed, and the disciples of the Netherworld Palace were like eggplants beaten by frost. They were all very disturbed. Obviously, their previous guesses were about to come true.
Many disciples from the Chaos Heavenly Palace stepped forward to meet the Chaos Demon God, but just as they went up, there was a bang, and they were pushed away by the mountain-sea-like air wave around the Chaos Demon God.
"Old Ancestor!"
Some disciples exclaimed, but the Chaos Demon God didn't seem to hear it at all. He didn't even bother to look at these disciples, and he didn't even enter the Chaos Palace. His face was always gloomy and terrifying, his figure flickered, and he fled into the distance at an incredible speed.
A group of disciples of Chaos Heavenly Palace watched the Chaos Demon God flying away. His expression was dull.
"Why did the ancestor leave?"
"The ancestor seems to be in a bad mood..."
"what should we do?"
"Hurry up and chase after him!" Everyone in Chaos Heavenly Palace panicked, and some high-ranking disciples hurriedly drove the majestic palace, broke through the void, and chased after the figure of Chaos Demon God.
Only a group of peripheral disciples were left floating in the air, staring wide-eyed, completely unaware of what happened.
"What's the matter with the old thief Chaos Demon God? If he won the battle, how could he be so low-key, could it be that he lost. Then what about our ancestor?"
The people in the Netherworld Palace saw the Chaos Demon God running away without saying a word, yelling at the back one by one, but they were even more confused.
"What, what did you say!?"
When many disciples of Netherworld Palace were in a daze, suddenly there was an exclamation.
This scream resounded in a holy land of the Great Realm King, and the headmaster of this holy land just threatened to make Lin Mu regret coming to this world.
"You... you say it again?" The old man of the Great Realm King was completely wrapped in a blue robe, and his face was full of disbelief at this moment.
"Yes... yes, the disciple said that shortly after the battle in Yuanmeng Battlefield, Wan Gui Tianzun... was killed by Lin Mu, and Lin Mu himself was seriously injured. Mu made a move, and after that, Chaos Demon God disappeared for three years and didn't show up until today... "
Because of the voice of the headmaster of the Holy Land, many people looked here. After hearing this disciple's narration, everyone was stunned for a while.
Wangui Tianzun, a mid-level Tianzun-level master, was also killed by this Lin Mu, how is this possible!
As for the Chaos Demon God, hearing what his disciple said, he was undoubtedly afraid of Lin Mu, so he hid from Lin Mu and only dared to appear today.
A Heavenly Venerable, who was intimidated by others and didn't dare to show his face for three years, is there such a thing
The remaining disciples of the Chaos Heavenly Palace glared at each other, but they couldn't refute it. It is probably the best explanation for their ancestors to retreat without saying a word.
Headmaster Qing Shirt who threatened to make Lin Mu regret coming to this world was completely speechless.
He knew that it was impossible for his disciples to talk nonsense about this kind of thing, not to mention there were many survivors from the original dream battlefield around them. Seeing how they nodded in fear, it was obvious that this matter was absolutely true!
Before Master Qingshan could speak, the people from the Netherworld Palace rushed down from the sky. In their Netherworld Palace, only Wan Gui Tianzun entered the Yuanmeng Battlefield this time, and no disciples entered the Netherworld Palace, so they didn't understand the situation at all.
"What kind of cultivation is he!?"
The people from Huangquan Palace questioned.
"I don't know." The disciple of the Great Realm King shook his head, "It shouldn't be too tall, and his bone age is not very old, he is a human being. Apart from Wangui Tianzun, the Great Realm King who fell in the original dream battlefield probably has Ninety percent of them died at his hands..."
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