National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Everyone flocked to the dojo again. People kept entering, and people kept being knocked away.

The people who were knocked away all left in despair, having no shame to stay here.

Those who can enter rely not on their cultivation, but on their souls.

So some people of the third level of the God King entered, while some people of the fifth level of the God King were eliminated.

Sometimes, the soul realm and the cultivation realm are not equal.

Lin Moyu can understand the Lin family's approach. A high spiritual realm often means a solid foundation, a strong foundation, and excellent qualifications.

And the higher the soul realm, the fewer bottlenecks you encounter.

Just like Lin Moyu, the realm of soul far exceeds the realm of cultivation, and there are no bottlenecks along the way.

Lin Moyu followed the crowd and observed at the same time.

He noticed that the souls of those stopped by the dojo gate were pitifully weak, even those who had just reached the third level.

As long as you advance a little bit in the third level realm, it doesn't take much, and it is enough to advance to the third level of the God King on the same level as the cultivation realm.

Those guys who were knocked away also had little future.

"The Lin family is not only protecting them, but also screening and eliminating the weak.

“It may seem like competition is not fierce in the city of God, but actually it exists everywhere.”

"This kind of people have actually been eliminated. They may stay like this for the rest of their lives."

The Lin family uses its own method to show the cruel reality of the world before everyone's eyes.

As for how much you can understand, it depends on you.

Lin Moyu followed the crowd and came to the gate of the dojo.

A thin layer of mist lingered on the door. He smiled slightly and walked slowly.

In the dojo, there is also mist floating around.

The entire dojo is circular, with rows of stairs surrounding it. The seats are higher toward the outside and farther away from the center.

At the center point, there is a green jade platform with a diameter of only ten meters. There is currently no one on it, and the Blood Killing God has not arrived yet.

Many people have already taken their seats, and many others are moving towards the center, but they are quickly blocked. Each one seems to have hit an invisible wall and retreats with a groan.

There are also people who do not believe in evil after being blocked, burst out with amazing aura, and want to rush over.

But it was useless, they still failed.

The formations are distinguished by the realm of the soul. There is no difference between the strength and weakness of the realm.

Only ten meters away from the central sapphire platform, there are some futons placed.

This is the closest place to Qingyu Terrace, and it is also the most demanding place. No one has reached the sky yet.

Then, for every kilometer farther away, a futon will be placed, the requirements will be reduced accordingly, and the location will be higher.

There are twenty levels in total, which means that the soul strength is divided into 20 levels.

Lin Moyu observed it for a while and explained the specific classification of levels.

From the first to the third floor, no one was seated.

Starting from the fourth floor, there is already a god sitting on it.

That was a high-level god.

Sitting on the fifth floor is the sixth-level deity.

The further outward you go, the lower your realm becomes.

Every time the deity falls by one level, its strength will vary greatly, making it difficult to level up.

Starting from the eleventh floor, sitting is the Little God Lord, and further out is the God King.

"It's a bit interesting, layer by layer, clearly distinguishable."

Lin Moyu's eyes glowed slightly, and such fine distinction and control over the soul was no longer possible with ordinary methods.

Lin Moyu felt the power of rules and runes from the formation. He should have used runes to form the formation, and it came from the other side of the realm.

"Is this the formation arranged by the ancestor of the Lin family?" Lin Moyu thought in his heart and walked forward.

He has already attracted people's attention. In the dojo, many people are secretly paying attention to him.

Lin Moyu has been practicing for a very short time, and he has reached the realm of the Little God So quickly.

Many people think that his foundation is unstable and his realm has improved, but his soul is not much stronger.

The improvement of soul is much more difficult than the improvement of cultivation level.

They also want to see where Lin Moyu can go.

"He is a little god, he should be able to reach the eleventh floor."

"It shouldn't be a problem. I heard that his combat power is very strong, and his soul shouldn't be much weaker.

"The eleventh floor is definitely no problem. I think he should be able to reach the tenth floor."

"Difficult, the tenth level is the category of gods, didn't you see? There is not a small god in the tenth level."

"It's normal to reach the eleventh floor. If you can't even reach the eleventh floor, it would be disappointing."

Many people have extremely complicated views. People who support Lin Moyu hope that Lin Moyu can go to the front.

Those who are jealous of Lin Moyu hope that Lin Moyu will not be able to pass, preferably not even the eleventh floor.

The human heart is very delicate, and everyone has his or her own thoughts.

Lin Moyu listened to everyone's voices and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Moyu didn't care at all about this kind of remarks.

Shenlong doesn't care about the eyes of ants.

Lin Moyu didn't walk very fast, walking in the light mist, passing through one layer after another, gradually approaching the Qingyu Terrace.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Moyu was already approaching the twelfth floor.

The eyes of the soul have long been opened, and at the same time, the formation is felt with the heart.

For now, he doesn't feel any pressure.

"He has reached the twelfth floor."

"He's walking very steadily, and he doesn't have a million dollars.

"It seems that reaching the eleventh floor will not be a problem."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Moyu crossed the twelfth floor smoothly and entered the eleventh floor.

The eleventh level is the level belonging to the Little God, and it is also the level of cultivation currently displayed by Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu did not stop after entering the eleventh floor, but continued to move forward.

"He's still moving forward. He's going to the tenth floor."

"The tenth level belongs to the gods. Currently, no minor gods can enter the medical field.

"It seems that Lin Moyu is very confident in his soul. I wonder if his soul has reached the fourth level.

"You'll know if you take a look. If the soul doesn't reach the fourth level, it will definitely be knocked back."

Someone had a sneer in their eyes, wanting to see how Lin Moyu would be knocked back.

Seeing others being unlucky, especially geniuses, always satisfies their vanity.

They will say that it is normal for me not to be able to do things that even geniuses cannot do.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Lin Moyu still walked smoothly through the eleventh floor and officially entered the seventh floor.

This step is easy and casual for Lin Moyu.

But for some people, it's like a thunderbolt.

They felt that their faces were slapped by Lin Moyu, and they felt burning pain.

Lin Moyu stepped onto the tenth floor, side by side with the deity.

A god looked over with a kind smile, 3.9 "The young man is very good, his soul has reached the fourth level early, and it will not be long before he truly becomes a god."

Lin Moyu stopped and saluted slightly, "Thank you, senior, I'm still far behind."

The deity chuckled and said, "You are very humble. Humility is a good thing, but sometimes you don't need to be overly modest. Come and sit down. This is a seat earned by your strength."

Lin Moyu nodded, "The juniors have learned a lesson, but they still want to try to move forward a little further."

With that said, Lin Moyu walked forward again, walking very smoothly as before.

The god who just exaggerated Lin Moyu said in a deep voice, "Young people, it's not a bad thing to suffer a loss occasionally. At least you know where your limits are."

Gradually, his eyes changed.

Lin Moyu is getting closer and closer to the ninth floor, walking with ease and experience.

"Could it be that his soul is stronger than me?"

There was some disbelief in his voice.

In full view of everyone, Lin Moyu stepped into the ninth floor. .