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¡°Senior Dugu!¡±
The fat middle-aged man with an earth-colored face and a one-legged realm king, who seemed to him like a god, was killed like a chicken?
The middle-aged fat man felt like he was dreaming.
Lin Ming¡¯s shot seemed ordinary, so why couldn¡¯t the One-Legged Realm King dodge it?
It should be said that in the middle-aged fat man's understanding, even if the one-legged Kaiou didn't dodge the shot just now, it shouldn't have hurt him at all.
Not only the middle-aged fat man, but also everyone present was a little confused. With their eyesight, they could not clearly distinguish the mysterious laws contained in Lin Ming's shot just now. He could not even judge the speed of Lin Ming's shot just now, because of the laws of time and space. Due to the confusion, Lin Ming's gun speed gave people the illusion of being infinite, appearing to be slow but actually fast.
"Youyou are the human from the Imperial City!"
The middle-aged fat man still remembered Lin Ming. When he was in the Imperial City, Lin Ming's identity as a human race impressed him. However, in the blink of an eye, his expression changed, as if he realized something terrible.
He was not stupid. He immediately thought of who Lin Ming was!
However, before he could shout out, the Phoenix Blood Spear stabbed the middle-aged fat man in the throat.
Seeing the phoenix blood spear stabbing him, the middle-aged fat man wanted to dodge. However, at that moment, he felt that his body was locked by an inexplicable power of law. He could not move at all. He could only watch the spear stabbing. Come.
"Is this why Senior Dugu couldn't avoid being killed?"
This was the last thought of the middle-aged fat man on the original dream battlefield. In the next moment, with a soft "pop" sound, the spear penetrated his throat.
The middle-aged fat man has lost his breath.
He killed two people in a row, including a top master like the One-Legged Realm King, but Lin Ming didn't erupt with any terrifying momentum at all, and he didn't even move his feet.
This scene is horrifying.
"The God of Killing Lin Mu"
Someone spoke with difficulty, but their information was not blocked. Of course they knew that in the past year, there was a terrifying young man who killed the Ten Thousand Ghosts, and he continued to hunt the King of the Realm and the King of the Great Realm.
The King of the Great Realm, who is unattainable to others, is just merit points to Lin Mu.
Combined with what Lin Ming said before he killed the One-Legged Realm King - "One billion merit points is finally enough."
How come people still don¡¯t understand Lin Ming¡¯s identity?
"He has killed enoughone billion meritorious deeds"
It is hard for people to imagine that the merits Lin Ming mentioned must be the net merits after excluding his bone age, an unimaginable astronomical figure.
Lin Ming turned his head and glanced at everyone present. This glance made many people almost scared out of their wits.
"get out."
Lin Ming said, he didn't even bother to kill these little soldiers and generals.
Many people fled in all directions if they were granted amnesty.
However, many disciples of Xiaoji Palace stayed because their senior sister Yu Luo did not move.
Yuluo looked at Lin Ming, but hesitated to speak
Lin Ming glanced at Yu Luo. During this trip to the Original Dream Battlefield, Lin Ming met the disciples of Xiaoji Palace twice, which was considered a fate. Moreover, Lin Ming entered the Original Dream Battlefield with the help of Xiaoji Palace's token.
"The water lotus from the underworld is given to you."
Lin Ming had already heard the name of this elixir from the previous battles between Xiaoji Palace and other forces. This was a elixir whose value was second only to the Supreme Divine Pill, and Lin Ming did not need it.
Giving the elixir to Xiaoji Palace can be regarded as the end of this period of cause and effect.
"Lin Mu"
Yuluo wanted to say something else, but when she spoke, Lin Ming's figure had disappeared between heaven and earth, and only his voice was still echoing in the valley.
Time passed, and the name of the Killing God Lin Mu, after being very popular for a period of time, slowly became deserted. He appeared less often, and in the end, he was almost extinct.
However, at this time, most of the masters of the original dream battlefield have fallen, except for a Chaos Demon God who is still hiding somewhere in the battlefield.
And Lin Ming once again returned to the secret realm where the master of the Shura Road and the ancient king of the soul clan fought, and began to calmly comprehend the ruins of the laws here.
His cultivation level has broken through too quickly, and he needs time to straighten himself out.
Time passed quietly. Lin Ming was meditating on the edge of the abyss. However, the girl in red was wandering in this secret realm like a ghost. She would often be in a daze not far from Lin Ming. She sat in the dark. On the cliff wall, reflected in the skyThe distant stars seem to be recalling ancient events long ago.
Lin Ming didn¡¯t know how many things the girl in red remembered, but he felt that over the past few days, she had become more and more fluent in speaking and would not stutter for a long time.
Just like that, the three-year deadline has arrived
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Outside the original dream battlefield, in the imperial city.
Waves of powerful aura soared into the sky.
The flowing clouds in the sky were torn apart like cloth.
A majestic palace, emitting light like the sun, is extremely dazzling, suspended in the void, and awe-inspiring.
Some of the maids standing outside the palace had restrained looks, and they were obviously of extraordinary cultivation.
There is also a golden chariot like a mountain, emitting infinite light, faintly competing with the strange palace in the void, making people dare not look directly at it.
There is also a powerful figure standing in the clouds, shadowy and unclear, but the vast aura exuding from his body is as deep as the sea, and he must be an absolute strong man. No one dares to underestimate him.
These are all major forces from all sides, coming to welcome the talented people from their own ethnic groups who enter the original dream battlefield.
"The original dream battlefield is about to close, and my descendants will definitely shine brightly and suppress the heroes."
"Zi Ling will definitely win glory for our Spirit Tribe, let's wait and see." A tall Spirit Tribe king said.
"Hey, genius may not be generous and glorious. With some old monsters in it, this time, I don't know how many sects' so-called geniuses will be defeated." Some people were whispering. It is true that geniuses are scary, but compared to those who have been practicing for too long The old monster is naturally inferior.
"If some old monsters attack young talents regardless of their status, those geniuses will also suffer heavy losses.
The scene is getting grander and grander. Many forces have entered the original dream universe and entered the Imperial City, rushing to welcome the opening of the original dream battlefield.
The original dream battlefield is only a part of the original dream universe. The original dream universe is so vast. It covers the seventh heaven of the soul world. There are more than one original dream battlefield, and different original dream battlefields have different opening times.
It is easy to enter the original dream universe, but if you want to enter the original dream battlefield, you need tokens. Even the number of tokens for big forces is extremely limited.
High in the sky, the endless purple door exudes a magnificent light, dazzling.
Waves of inexplicable and mighty power overflowed.
This door has been closed for the past three years, and it is slowly opening now, which also indicates that the original dream battlefield will soon be closed.
"Out."
Among the crowd, someone shouted excitedly. Some forces that are usually at odds with each other are even more concerned about the results of the battle, hoping that their disciples can overwhelm the opponent and make them lose face.
For many forces, the results of Yuanmeng Battlefield are related to the development of their sects, how can they not be nervous!
At this moment, there was a loud bang in the purple door, and in the surging air waves, countless figures flashed out and appeared.
Waves of powerful iron-blooded auras arise and fall one after another.
Many forces came forward to welcome him.
A young man flew up to an old man and handed out his token. The old man laughed.
"My good boy, well done. Hehe, it really makes grandpa's face look good." The old man touched the young man's head lovingly. When he saw the merit token glowing secretly in his grandson's hand, he knew that he Sun Tzu must have killed a lot of people, which made him very happy.
"Okay, the people of our Tree Blood Tribe are pretty good. We killed fifty-six people this time, um, and the peak Holy Lord? Okay, I'm very satisfied." The elder of the Tree Blood Tribe looked at the people who came out. Several young people from the tree-blood tribe had strange kerchiefs wrapped on their foreheads, emitting mysterious power, which was very strange.
"What? You are the only one from our sect who came out? Who did it all?" Some elders wailed, looking at the scarred disciples in front of them, filled with evil spirits.
"People from the Dongfang family actually framed me You are so nice, but you are so cruel!" Some heads were gnashing their teeth.
All forces are in the crowd, trying to find their own disciples.
Some forces are extremely happy when they see their disciples being outstanding. Some are gritting their teeth and secretly preparing for revenge.
For a time, there was a storm.
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