5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 489 Destroy the projection, reach the finals!
At the beginning of the competition, Jiang Ling was still wondering what kind of competition method he would use, but at this moment, an illusory projection condensed in front of Jiang Ling out of thin air.

Not only did projections appear on the high platform where Jiang Ling was, but also projections appeared on the high platform where other people were. The aura of each projection reached the second level of Nirvana, which was extremely powerful.

The second realm of Nirvana is the opponent that all the newcomers will face. In higher level battlefields, the opponents that the contestants will face will be even stronger.

At least the opponent in the novice group was the second level of Nirvana. As for the level of the higher-level opponents, Jiang Ling didn't know. After all, once they got on the battlefield, they would be isolated from the outside world.

"It's already counting down." Jiang Ling suddenly realized.

When he hesitated to think, more than half a minute had passed.

Jiangling could hear the sound of "booming" collisions from different high platforms in the distance. The sound was loud and dull, and it was accompanied by violent shaking and shaking. The scene was as terrifying as an earthquake.

"Nirvana Second Realm, smash it within 10 minutes, what's the matter?" Jiang Ling's mouth twitched, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

"Yan."

Before he came back to his senses, the phantom on the opposite side couldn't hold back anymore, without saying a word, he took out a dust whisk and swiped lightly, the solid space suddenly floated like water waves, and the breath was oppressive.

"This power is definitely not for ordinary people!" Jiang Ling's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring at the whisk.

With just a light sweep, Fuchen actually distorts the space, it is simply a big killer.

If Jiangling is brushed by the whisk, he will shed several layers of skin if he is not dead, so he must avoid it!

Thinking of this, he turned sideways subconsciously, and flew a long distance away, brushing past Fuchen, completing an extreme dodge.

Even so, Jiang Ling's forehead was still scratched by a wisp of dust, and a long, narrow and deep wound was cut, and the white bones inside could be seen deeply.

"The general Nirvana second stage is not so strong, is it? It almost killed me."

Jiang Ling stretched out his hand to touch the long and narrow wound on his forehead, the bright red blood on his finger startled him a lot.

If the wound was a little deeper, then he would really be dead.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Ling's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

But no matter how much he reacted, the other party never responded, and continued to attack Jiang Ling violently.

"I can't shake it off."

Jiang Ling turned sideways and tried to dodge a few times, but failed, he couldn't help shaking his head with emotion.

He had a horrifying guess that this projection was most likely the projection condensed by the judges of the temple. Only after personally testing each person's strength would he understand it better and be more confident in making judgments later.

If it is really the avatars condensed by the judges, then those avatars on other high-level battlefields should also be condensed by the judges.

In such a vast and huge temple competition, Jiang Ling believed that no one in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms would dare to do anything.

"Since you use whisks, it means you're not good at melee combat."

Jiang Ling quickly came to his senses and made a decision in his mind.

And at this time, there are only a few minutes left in the trial time.

Jiang Ling roughly estimated in his mind that there should be only half of the time left, and if he wants to break through, he must hurry up.

Thinking of this, the movement of his hands quickened, he rushed out with a lunge, his speed increased sharply, and he teleported to the opponent's side, trying to stick him with melee combat and finish him off completely.

But at this moment, with a light sweep of the fly whisk in the opponent's hand, Jiang Ling felt the pressure on his body, and his whole body fell down.

However, Jiang Ling reacted very quickly, he only fell for a short distance before stabilizing his body, took a big step in the opposite direction, and then shot his whole body like a bow and arrow.

There was only a sharp sound of "咻", and then Jiang Ling cut through the sky like a sharp knife, and rushed to the back of the favor.

After all, the projection is a projection, and the reaction speed is not as fast as that of a real person. He only had time to catch Jiangling's things, but before he could use his defense, he was hit in the back with a "boom".

With just that, a huge hole was opened in the back of that figure, and he suffered serious injuries.

"efficient."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ling was secretly happy.

The counterattack worked.

……

At the same time, the judges around the high platform of the battlefield were all calmly paying attention to the situation in each battlefield.

Jiang Ling's previous guess was really right, the projection on the high platform was indeed the avatars condensed by the judges.

At this time, the judges are paying attention to some battlefields that they have projected.

Even at the judge level, they can't condense too many projection clones with their abilities. They can only divide and cooperate, and one person is responsible for an area.

And among so many judges, an old man in a white robe with a fairy-like demeanor was paying close attention to the battle.

He was holding a whisk in his hand, and the white beard and hair of the whisk blended with his white beard, as if forming a whole, completely natural.

"The quality of newcomers in the past thousand years is much stronger than before, which is probably the reason why the prosperous age is about to start."

He nodded secretly. There are a few seedlings in the battlefield that are not bad. If they are cultivated properly, they will be some good seedlings.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Realms is huge, and anyone who meets the standard can join, so the internal struggle is fierce, and it's time for him to train some of his own people.

However, at this moment, he suddenly frowned, somewhat surprised.

Because just a second ago, one of the thousands of projections he split was shattered.

"Which funny little guy is it?" He quickly locked on to the target and found the first person to defeat his projection.

"Oh, it's a little guy from Taishan Temple. The first level of Nirvana can shatter my projection in such a short period of time. It's really good and has great potential."

He fell into deep thought, and had a different idea.

But then, another induction came.

The second induction showed that his other projection was also shattered.

"The second interesting little guy appeared so soon." He nodded secretly.

This time it was a little girl named Yuedu who caught his attention.

But when he observed Yuedu carefully, he showed a strange look: "Interesting, this little guy is even more interesting, almost fooled me."

At this moment, the third induction came and attracted his attention.

When the third projection was defeated, 7 minutes had passed. Although they were talented, they were still not as good as the first two, so he didn't care too much, and just cast their eyes symbolically.

But just this glance made him change his face.

"Dongxuqi? How did Dongxuqi participate in the competition, nonsense."

Anger just rose in his heart, but then he froze.

Now it doesn't seem to be the problem of pursuing this. The problem is that a little guy in the void stage shattered his projection?
That is the projection of the second realm of Nirvana, and it can be easily torn apart even in the face of those in the same realm. It can be said that it is an invincible existence in the same realm.

Because of this, the 10-minute time limit is approaching, and few people can successfully defeat the projection and be eliminated.

……

Just when the judge was full of astonishment, Jiang Ling's figure on the other side flickered around like electricity, and every flicker would emit a bronze light.

After several consecutive shifts and flashes, Jiang Ling took the opportunity to attack the projection, killing continuously.

Under the full burst of bronze power, Jiang Ling's speed and strength soared to the extreme. With the help of half-step nirvana stage's sturdy strength, this was able to shatter the projection.

"call."

After several consecutive fatal moves to tear apart the figure, Jiang Ling finally stopped, standing still and gasping for breath.

It worked.

He still can't believe he succeeded, because it was too difficult.

"Om."

The tempo of the temple competition was very fast, Jiang Ling had just successfully defeated the figure, and was immediately surrounded by a light curtain.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ling was confused.

But then, he was wrapped up and left the battlefield.

When he regained his vision, he found himself in the sky with Tsukuyomi beside him.

In addition, there are several other people, not many of them, compared with the number of people competing for the rookie king, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

"You actually succeeded too?" Seeing Jiang Ling, Yue Du looked like he had seen a ghost.

(End of this chapter)