In the Heavens - Vol 8 Chapter 143
More and more worlds are moving closer to the prehistoric world. Chaos demons, which are rarely seen on weekdays, are everywhere, providing a sufficient stage for careerists. Intrigue and intrigue, together vertically and horizontally, are staged in this chaos all the time.
The world of the strong is destined to be full of blood. Around the ownership of the prehistoric world, all parties have launched the most fierce competition, and the war has gradually spread from outside the territory to the prehistoric world.
Of course, Tie Hanhan, who dared to rush directly into the Great Desolation, would not end well in the end. No matter how busy Tiandao is, when dealing with foreign invaders, he instinctively chooses to strike.
But as long as the brain is still normal, they will not forcibly enter the flood at this time. Even if you want to play invasion, you have to rely on a world to integrate first.
But for some unknown reason, Li Mu discovered that some of the Chaos Demon Gods were just driving the world to merge into the Great Wilderness, but he didn’t follow him for a free ride.
Intuition tells him that there must be a problem behind this. The specific reason is unknown, but based on life experience, Li Mu suspects that this should have something to do with Pangu.
The creatures in the prehistoric world seem to be bright and beautiful. They were born on the top of the mountain from the beginning, but the pain in it can only be known after becoming a great master.
Success is also flooded, and defeat is also flooded.
The upper limit of the world is high, and the growth in the early stage is smooth, but when it comes to detachment in the later stage, this becomes the strongest obstacle.
If that’s all there is to it, the pros outweigh the cons. If the world level is low, and the resources for early growth cannot be provided, then it will be really miserable.
But the prehistoric world is different. In addition to the limitations of the world itself, if you want to escape, you must cross a big mountain – Pangu.
Fortunately, this is Honghuang’s biggest secret, and only a few people know about it, otherwise many people’s Dao hearts would have to collapse.
Comparing with Pangu, that is something that most people would not dare to think about, let alone surpassing Pangu.
Everything has two sides, and it is really difficult to cross the mountain of Pangu. But once it crosses the past, it will become the ceiling of this chaos, and it is even possible to directly transcend the chaos.
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“Ancestor, the battle in the strange space has become more and more intense. Especially in the last hundred years, our casualties have suddenly skyrocketed, and they are almost rushing to the sum of the past.
The brothers who entered the space, as if infected with robbery, became extremely bellicose and bloodthirsty. Soldiers who were supposed to be rotated and rested are now also refusing to rotate.
Now there are only a few senior brothers with high xinxing who can stay unaffected in the strange space…”
After listening to the reports from the disciples, Li Mu nodded calmly. Since the birth of the strange space battlefield, he has noticed that it is abnormal.
To be precise, all the powerhouses of the Hunyuan level have felt the problem of the strange space battlefield, otherwise they would not be named “weird”.
After the outbreak of the war, the top powerhouses are deliberately avoiding entering the weird space. Even if a war at the Primordial level breaks out, everyone would rather choose to be in Chaos.
For thousands of years, the strange space battlefield has always played its own role. If nothing happened, everyone gradually relaxed their vigilance, but the top powerhouses still rarely entered.
After countless blood and fire, the strange space seemed to come alive, gradually revealing its strange side.
It stands to reason that this long-lasting ancient battlefield should be full of murderousness and gloom, making people feel terrified when they see it. But the long-term feeling of the weird space is the fragrance of birds and flowers, which makes people linger.
Now that his true colors were revealed, Li Mu not only did not panic, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Unknown affairs are the most terrifying. The strange space is exposed on the bright side. Although the threat is still very great, it is better than hiding in the dark.
The reality is cruel, and the fusion of the world is destined to be without sacrifices. Even if there is an altar in the strange space that collects sacrifices, Li Mu will not find it strange.
“The order goes on, all the disciples of my martial arts line must recite the “Martial Arts Sutra” a thousand times after the war, in order to guard against external demons and abide by their true heart; those who have participated in the war for more than a hundred years must return to the Great Desolate and rest.”
The catastrophe of heaven and earth has already begun, and no one wants to be alone. The battle now is just the appetizers, and the meal comes next.
As a patriarch, Li Mu can only do so much. Whether the disciples can survive this doom or not depends on themselves in the end.
This is also a survival of the fittest, and there are only two kinds of people who can survive: the best and the luckiest.
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On the strange space battlefield, creatures from all over the world launched the bloodiest slaughter here. There is no moral code on the battlefield, there is just life and death.
The big melee has never really stopped since it broke out. Every moment, countless creatures fell, and more joined.
As the most dazzling cubs on the battlefield, the Honghuang camp naturally attracted the most enemies and suffered the most poisonous beatings.
Fortunately, the strength of the prehistoric world is strong enough, and there are more Xuanshen worlds that Li Mu has pulled over to help share the pressure, otherwise it would have been impossible to withstand it.
Even so, the major forces still exerted their strength to eat milk. Preservation of strength does not exist, and the secret shows: Immortal monks must go to the battlefield for a while, in order to fully suffer their fate.
If you don’t go, you will have a close contact with the punishment. On the one hand, there are nine deaths and one life, and on the other hand, there are ten deaths and no life. Normal people know how to choose.
Including the Chaos Demon God who sneaked in secretly, all of them are forced to go to the battlefield at this moment. Continuing to hide is impossible, at least not until the doom is complete.
The Six Saints of the Great Desolation and the cultivators of the Primordial Yuan acted as supervisors together, responsible for cleaning up the fish that escaped the punishment, and the consciousness wandered in the Great Desolation from time to time.
It is almost impossible to fish in muddy waters. If you really have the strength to hide from so many big men, you can get along well anywhere, and there is no need to risk sneaking into the wild.
In addition to the normal operation of Heavenly Court, the major forces almost all entered the battlefield. Tang monks, masters and apprentices, such as Buddhist fringe figures, are naturally no exception.
The master and apprentice gathered again, and at this moment, things were different. The white dragon horse is not a horse, but a handsome young Jiejun, who can be regarded as a good-looking person in the team.
Zhu Bajie is not fat-headed and big-eared. He is wearing an armored robe, and the image of the whole person has changed, as if he is a middle-aged general.
Sha Wujing no longer looks like an honest man. From his murderous and loathsome expression, it can be seen that this is a bloodthirsty golden body Arhat.
The biggest change was undoubtedly Tang Sanzang, with muscles all over his body and wielding a huge mace, he could tell he was a power player at a glance.
Buddhist monk?
No, this is clearly a bloodthirsty Shura. If he hadn’t seen it in person, Sun Wukong would not have believed that this was the Tang Sanzang he was familiar with.
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Everyone has changed, and only Sun Wukong is still the same as before, but with a little less arrogance, obviously the edges and corners of life have been smoothed out.
A stick smashed the last pair of skeletons, and the five masters and apprentices gathered again. No one spoke first, so they sat silently.
Teacher-disciple relationship, maybe there is! However, after the study was over, the five of them went their separate ways. Obviously, the relationship was extremely limited.
However, in this strange space, the former master-disciple relationship has become extraordinarily cordial. For various reasons, they are fringe figures of Buddhism.
Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Xiaobailong all came from the great forces in the Great Desolation, but this amount of kalpa has not yet been counted, and they have karma and can’t leave in Buddhism. As a last resort, I could only follow Buddhism to participate in the war.
These are not important, no matter which side of the force, they are all fighting on the battlefield at this moment, just to seek that ray of life.
After being silent for a while, perhaps thinking that as a master, he should speak first, Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said, “Disciples, I didn’t expect to meet again, but it’s actually here.
If you’re bullshitting, I won’t say much more as a teacher. How many dooms have you each accomplished? How far is it to get out of trouble? ”
It’s still the familiar Tang Sanzang, but he’s no longer a common man, but a strong man who has crossed the realm of Da Luo.
He has had such a cultivation for thousands of years, and the accumulation of Jin Chanzi is obviously not enough, and Tang Sanzang never used merit to improve his cultivation, which is particularly conspicuous.
Intuition tells Sun Wukong that the person in front of him is very dangerous. Even if everyone is the same Da Luo cultivator, he has no chance of winning.
Deep down in his heart, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but complain, who is the son of luck?
It’s just that the cultivation base is not improving fast enough. Why is he, the son of luck, being calculated from the beginning of conception, and he has been frustrated along the way, and he has never enjoyed the treatment that the son of luck should have.
Fortunately, Sun Wukong has suffered enough social beatings, and the thoughts in his heart did not show at all. Instead, he said to Tang Sanzang with a hippie smile:
“Looking at Master’s complexion, it seems that he has a good record. Unfortunately, the disciple’s luck is really not very good. He only obtained 37 battle achievements on the battlefield, which is still far from the number of 10,000!”
Undoubtedly, although “10,000 meritorious deeds” is determined by Heaven, it is certainly not something that Heaven did. The way of heaven, which operates only by instinct, will at most only be instinctive and everyone will fight.
Direct digital quantification, you can see at a glance that it is artificially created. Anyone with a little knowledge knows that this thing is inseparable from the Zixiao Palace meeting.
All cultivators have achieved 10,000 military exploits, but according to the different cultivation bases of everyone, the evaluation criteria are also completely different.
Only by killing an enemy of the same level can one achieve a battle. Chopping minions can make up the number, but that requires an astronomical number.
The quickest way to gain military exploits is to kill enemies across borders. It’s just that the risks are very large, and the benefits are not that huge, just doubled.
In this case, being able to obtain more than 30 military exploits is enough to prove that Sun Wukong’s luck is really good.
For most monks, 10,000 military exploits are a lifetime series. It is better to look forward to the end of the war than to gather the merits and escape from the disaster.
Those who want to complete this heavenly task are all masters who have pursuits. Basically, they are the core disciples cultivated by the major forces, and only they can be invincible in the same realm.
If it were in other places, Sun Wukong’s record would undoubtedly stun a group of people, but Tang Seng’s master and apprentice looked like a matter of course.
The son of luck, even if it is the son of luck after being calculated, it is much stronger than ordinary monks.
“Senior brother, it’s really amazing. My old Zhu is a little worse. I only got 33 battle exploits, and it almost cost me my life.
I have to admit that this alien battlefield is really dangerous. All kinds of strange enemies emerge in an endless stream, and if you are not careful, you will die. ”
While flattering, Zhu Bajie still had some lingering fears. Obviously, the crisis of life and death is not so easy to get through. Good luck once, does not mean good luck every time.
“Second Senior Brother, this is not bad for you. I am a miserable old man. So far, I have not collected enough 30 battle exploits. Those 10,000 battle exploits may not be able to be completed in my lifetime.
However, it is said that among the major forces, some people have already broken hundreds of military exploits. Perhaps these proud people can accomplish this great feat! ”
Sha Wujing followed Fu He Dao.
“Third Senior Brother, where is the need for military exploits, it is clear that we are not prepared to let us leave alive. Ten thousand combat exploits will kill ten thousand enemies of the same realm.
It’s not enough to ask someone to help. In a joint battle of multiple people, Tiandao will calculate the merits according to the size of the contribution.
What’s more, now everyone has a need for military exploits. How can I take care of us when I can’t be busy myself.
Exotic worlds are endless, and no one knows how long this war will last. Not long ago, I went back to the Dragon Palace, and my father told me to save my life first! ”
Perhaps due to the influence of the battlefield, Xiao Bailong poured out the thoughts in his mind.
“Xiao Bai, don’t be so pessimistic. You have to look at everything a little bit. Although it is difficult to collect 10,000 military exploits, you have to try it. What if it is completed?
Thinking of the teacher’s view, your current state of mind is very wrong. If you don’t apply for going back to rest for a period of time, adjust your mentality and come back, anyway, as long as you kill a cultivator of the same realm, you can get the right to rest for three hundred years.
Look at being a teacher, and now I have gathered more than 30,000 years of vacation. After you have collected the number of 100,000, you will apply to go back and rest for 100,000 years. ”
Tang Sanzang comforted him with a tone he thought was kind.
It just fell into the ears of the four apprentices, and it was a strong Versailles flavor. A holiday of more than 30,000 years means that Tang Seng’s military exploits have already exceeded 100.
Such a record is rare in the entire plane battlefield. If you want to do this, you must not only have the invincible strength of the same realm, but also have enough luck.
Everyone is an undead enemy, and if you meet them, you will be fighting to the death, and no one will talk about martial arts at all.
If you are unlucky and happen to meet the enemy’s top powerhouse, they don’t mind getting rid of you.
“Master, how did you achieve this great achievement in a short period of time?”
Sun Wukong asked curiously.
He will not be surprised that the disciples of the great powers have achieved this step. Tang Sanzang, who can be marginalized by Buddhism, and can even be said to be “isolated”, is very unusual to do this.
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