Chapter 201
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Muchuan also saw three acquaintances, Wei Li from the Four Holy Clan, and Diaozhou Bianmu from the Wolf God Gang.
These two had experienced the Phantom Realm with him.
There is also Cao Zhengchun, who once hunted him down. He comes from Wulin Mythology and ranks 64th on the Great Summer Pride List.
If he hadn't been strong enough, Muchuan would have spared his life.
The situation is very unfavorable for the Heavenly Palace and the King of Earth.
Regardless of the number of people or overall strength, God's Hand has the upper hand.
After all, it is an established power, and the number and quality of its allies are still No. 1 in the world.
Chi Jing could ignore the provocation from the Hand of God, but facing Carmen, his ally, he could only spread his hands and said helplessly:
"I don't know, I guess I found other opportunities.
After all, the East China Sea Dragon Palace may not be the only opportunity for this fantasy realm. "
"Okay, now that you guys have made up the count, we are all here." Ryder Bush from Son of the Sun interrupted the conversation between Carmen and Red s***n very rudely, and shouted to the figure blocking the door:
"Old turtle, you should open the door now."
In the shadow of the palace, an old man with a peculiar figure was looking at them with a smile.
His limbs protrude from a huge turtle shell.
The dark green shell is covered with traces of time, and the ravines are as undulating as mountains and rivers, with some shells and seaweed attached to them, like a miniature undersea mountain.
His head was smooth and wrinkled, but his cloudy eyes were bright and sparkling with wisdom.
He has sparse white eyebrows and a goatee, which flutter gently in the sea breeze.
"Is this the legendary Prime Minister Turtle?" Muchuan murmured.
"Look at his feet." Shen Gonghao shouted in a low voice.
Although she said it very softly, everyone present heard it and looked at the old turtle's feet.
Two huge chains locked the old turtle's feet, and the other ends of the chains were buried deep in the ground.
The old turtle's feet dragged the chain slowly towards him:
"Fifty-three people meet the conditions to open the Dragon Palace gate. You can go in."
With that said, the old turtle waved his hand, and the majestic gate of the East China Sea Dragon Palace slowly opened.
The heavy palace door made a deafening roar and slowly opened to both sides.
The sea water rolled and formed a huge whirlpool, as if it was going to swallow everything up.
"Oh, I remembered. According to the rules, I have to remind you." The old turtle patted his head and said:
"If you want to enter the Dragon Palace, you must be prepared to die.
At most, only half of you will survive. "
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More than half the mortality rate?
What the hell is this place?
Everyone looked at each other.
This should be the lowest level rule of the public fantasy realm, and all dangers are clearly stated.
As long as you listen to the NPC, there is basically no danger.
"If someone quits, you have to wait until there are fifty people before you can go in."
The vast pressure on the old turtle is definitely boss level, and he is not an ordinary boss.
No one dared to be arrogant in front of him, and no one thought of forcing his way in.
No matter how strong these geniuses on the Genius List are, they can only compete with ordinary apostles who have just entered the big boss level.
There is a big difference between top bosses and ordinary bosses.
Even between the top boss and the top boss, there is a huge difference.
Just like Fu Hongxue and Luo Cheng, both are top bosses, but Luo Cheng and Fu Hongxue are not at the same level at all.
Therefore, if these people join forces to attack together, they may not be the generals of the old turtle.
Carmen, the jungle ghost, was just about to exit when she heard Ryder Bush, the son of the sun, looking around and saying:
"We will join forces to kill anyone who dares to quit.
If you dare to waste everyone's time, you should go to God and repent. What do you think?"
"Yes, we have been waiting here for more than an hour. If anyone wants to quit at this time, isn't it just to make fun of us?"
"Yes, no one wants to quit, let's go in."
"Let's go in together."
"..."
Everyone agreed.
The Hand of God and their allies have an absolute advantage at this time, and of course they will not let the red sperm and these casual cultivators leave.
Whoever dares to back down will be stabbed to scare the monkeys!
Just as everyone entered the Dragon Palace gate one by one, the old turtle once again reminded:
"After entering the gate, I suggest you go straight and go to the main hall to meet our Lord Dragon King first."
Should you trust tips from NPC?
Everyone present is not a newcomer, and they know that the words of the fantasy NPC may not be trustworthy.
But this is a public fantasy realm. Generally speaking, not listening to NPCs is the most dangerous behavior.
...
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Everyone walked through the majestic Dragon Palace gate with awe, only to find that they seemed to have stepped into nothingness.
The dazzling white light instantly overwhelmed everyone's sight. When their eyes adjusted, they realized that they were in a strange white space.
This is not the splendid inner hall of the Dragon Palace as imagined, but a vast expanse of white nothingness.
There is a vast white mist under your feet, and you can't see your fingers when you reach out. Looking up, you can also see boundless white light, just like the chaotic state when the heaven and earth first opened.
The apostles dispersed from each other, and each person's vision was limited by the thick white fog, and they could only vaguely see a small area under their feet.
They tried to call their companions, but their voices seemed to be swallowed by invisible walls, and they received no response.
At this time, the prompt sound from the fantasy realm came again: [Dragon Palace was once blocked by evil forces, and it has not been completely eradicated so far.
It takes the essence and blood of the heart to temporarily break the restriction, pass through the gate, and enter the Dragon Palace. ]
[Kill a person, drop the blood from his heart into the ground under your feet, and let the blood circle around your body. ]
Everyone must kill an opponent to enter the Dragon Palace.
No wonder the old turtle said that once he steps into the gate of Dragon Palace, more than half of the people will die.
...
The entrance to the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
The old turtle glanced at the door behind him and sighed helplessly:
"The Dragon Palace of the East China Sea has finally descended into the mortal world. These mortal apostles... are so pitiful!"
At this moment, the sea water was churning violently, as if it was boiling.
The old turtle was startled and quickly looked up.
I saw a bright golden sword light, like lightning tearing through the night, breaking through the waves of water with lightning speed and heading straight for the gate of the Dragon Palace.
Wherever the sword light passes, the sea water automatically separates to both sides, forming a wide channel, revealing the crystal clear underwater crystal palace below.
As the sword light got closer and closer, the old turtle finally saw the figure of the visitor clearly.
The man has a well-proportioned figure, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is calm and powerful. His every move exudes the aura of a king who dominates the world.
He stepped on a huge red sword and stood in the air above the sea water.
The whole body is surrounded by dazzling light, like a scorching sun.
"Luo Xuan's Flying Smoke Sword..." the old turtle murmured.
"Senior Turtle, how miserable are we and the other apostles?" The person who came was none other than Muchuan himself.
The idea of dominion over the world and self-power without anger are all illusions brought to the old turtle by strong strength.
With Muchuan's combat prowess, since his whereabouts were exposed, he had to act honestly.
Wherever he went, the apostles were scattered, and no one dared to appear in his sight.
Muchuan's name has already shaken the seven continents and four oceans, and is known to everyone in the international apostle circle.
No one dares to question his strength.
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