Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"All participants must pass through Taixu dreamland to qualify for the second round. The time is one day."

"The patriarch warned you that once you enter the dreamland, you can't quit halfway. If you lack confidence in your spiritual beliefs, you must not enter it, so as not to... Have no return!"

The royal court said a word and stretched out his hand to press the nothingness. The flashing door suddenly came alive like a huge mouth in the abyss, and blinked into an entrance of about ten feet.

The black fog flows, surging and surging, and there is a trace of cold breath.

But yutingtian's words were nothing to those inscriptionists who thought highly of themselves and wanted to show their skills in the general assembly, and did not play a great role in deterring them.

His voice hasn't dissipated yet. Dozens of people in the front row jumped up together and couldn't wait to plunge into it.

The successive inscriptions disappeared one by one like dumplings.

"Elder martial sister, it's not too late. Let's go too!" when the crowd is sparse, Ye Feng greets Luo MI, moves away and jumps towards the entrance.

"OK."

Luo Mi nodded slightly and followed quickly.

Luo MI is a proud disciple of Nie Lao in the Ming Wen library. In addition, she has an extraordinary temperament and looks like a flower. There are countless inscriptions masters and inscriptions masters who asked her to form a team. However, she refused them all.

Instead, Luo Mi takes the initiative to invite Ye Feng to form a team.

Luo MI has a strange intuition about the younger martial brother who has done many incredible things less than a year after joining the sect.

That is... As long as you follow Ye Feng, you can often witness the birth of miracles.

I wonder if there will be an exception this time?

……

Looking at the continuous influx of people, some war watching elders in the square were moved one after another.

The inscriptions teachers' university will gather talents from all over the world. Aside from the players from the two schools, other major forces will come in more numbers, including some well-known senior inscriptions masters to compete with the younger generation.

Of course, the purpose of the inscriptions teachers' Congress is to help young inscriptions teachers. It's not a glorious thing for the older generation to participate in it. However, the awards of the Congress are too attractive to care about.

"Hahaha..."

Among the several camps below, someone from one side is stepping out. It is the three changes of the elder Niu who guarded the Jingfa Taoist field of Tianyuan sect.

The man laughed with a strange smile and said to Yuanzong opposite: "I hope Guizong can jump out of several experts this time. The champion always falls behind benzong and should be changed. Otherwise, isn't my tianyuanzong too lonely?"

As soon as this remark came out, the more than ten elders of Diyuan sect looked cold.

Niu sanbian's words clearly mocked the yuan Zong.

"Niu Changlao, why do you say more sarcastic words? The general assembly has not officially started, and the outcome will not be known until then." elder he brushed the dust in his hand and replied unhappily.

The two patriarchs have the Lord of Chixiao beside them. They should at least keep a harmony, but these elders below are suppressing their anger and begin to show up.

"Elder he, you misunderstood. You invited childe yuan to help you. Naturally, you have a good chance of winning. Moreover... I heard that you recently had a disciple named Ye Feng who threatened to trample on my Tianyuan sect inscription master. I really want to see it."

Cattle three change skin smile meat do not smile, deliberately raised his tone and said.

All the elders of Diyuan sect looked stiff and showed their shame and anger. Niu sanbian was mocking them for asking for foreign aid. However, this is an iron clad fact, so they can't help but admit it.

As for Ye Feng, there was a lot of noise a few days ago. Others may not know it, but they know it.

But there is a grudge between the former and Yuanmeng.

"Hahaha... No more. Let's wait and see. Let's see the performance of the master of Di yuan sect."

Seeing that the elders of Diyuan sect ate flat, Niu sanbian and Tianyuan sect were in a good mood, and turned their eyes to the direction of fantasy.

"Something old and immortal..."

Even the normally calm elder he couldn't help scolding. As far as the engravers are concerned, it is inevitable that Diyuan sect will suffer the humiliation of Tianyuan sect.

Other elders were not angry, but they could only bite their teeth and bear it.

Now... The only hope is placed on childe yuan, hoping that he can crush the heroes and win the champion of the inscription Normal University.

Several other inscriptionists in the sect, such as Luo MI, who have a certain talent for inscriptions, still need a period of training and can't do much in this conference.

As for Ye Feng, in their eyes, he is not a dark horse... But a black fish. His utility can only be used to stir up the game.

……

Shua!

Flying into the air and following the rolling stream of people, Ye Feng soon plunged into the fairyland channel.

At the moment of entering, the external atmosphere was quickly isolated, and a hot wind wave came to his face, which made him stumble and barely stand firm.

Ye Feng looked up.

At present, it is a rather strange space, which is different from what you see outside. The internal space is actually very huge. A few miles away, strange peaks rise and go straight into the sky. I don't know how far they are. There are jagged boulders and towering ancient trees on both sides, filled with a strong primitive atmosphere.

What is more surprising is that the scenery seen in the eyes is constantly changing.

The truth and falsehood are confusing.

"Younger martial brother ye, those may be true or false. You must distinguish them clearly before you can step into them. Otherwise, if you lose your way and miss the time, you can only wait here until the next secret place is opened."

Luo Mi appeared beside Ye Feng with a dignified face and reminded him.

No one knows when it will open next time.

It may take five years, or ten or twenty years, so if you can't get out at the specified time, you'll basically fall here.

"Go ahead and have a look."

Ye Feng nodded cautiously, revealing a few wisps of spiritual strength, and immediately took Luo Mi forward.

After entering here, almost everyone released their mental power to detect the true and false changes in the surrounding world.

"Ah..."

Less than a incense burning time, many screams came faintly around.

Ye Feng saw with his own eyes that several inscriptions rushed up a mountain nearby. Before he could stand firm, suddenly the mountain opened a huge hole and the figure disappeared in an instant.

This scene made Ye Feng frown. There was no doubt that what he saw was not true.

In his perception, the peaceful mountains are actually a space full of distortion. Once the judgment is wrong, it will be instantly transmitted to other places and may also be torn to pieces.

Fortunately, his mental strength was strong enough. After he rushed to the 15th level, his six senses increased greatly, and he was basically able to distinguish the true and false of his surrounding environment.

After taking Luo Mi to avoid several dangerous areas, Luo Mi's eyes toward Ye Feng are also a little more hot.

Luo Mi felt most of the dangerous environments just now, but she didn't realize one of them.

According to this situation, Ye Feng's mental perception is sharp, and he really needs to surpass himself