Chapter 244 Female Marshal
Zhang Yuanqing did not respond to the spirit realm immediately, but walked to the side of the Yin corpse "Blood Rose", stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder, and then whispered:
"Participate!"
The moment he said these two words, he, who had been sitting at the desk for two hours but was always calm, heard his frantic heartbeat and felt the sudden tension in his heart.
Probably like parents sending their children to the college entrance examination, the tension of facing the turning point of life permeated Zhang Yuanqing's heart at this moment.
After clearing the killing copy, he can be promoted to a saint, and the saint is the mainstay of the spirit world, the sublimation of level, and the sublimation of status.
Supernormal opened the door to the new world, and the saint is an important step to the top of the new world.
He will usher in a different life.
——High position and power!
In addition, after being promoted to a saint, he can finally try to find Brother Bing and investigate his past with the Demon Lord.
In this extraordinary killing copy, I will try to break the records of the Demon Lord and the female marshal. Fu Qingyang, you must survive and don't be killed by the Silver Moon God. We will meet at the top. While Zhang Yuanqing was praying silently, the copy introduction sounded in his ears:
[Ding, the spiritual map is opening. You will enter the spiritual realm in 30 seconds. The spiritual realm you enter this time is "Lost City", number: 0000]
[Difficulty level: unknown]
[Type: Multiplayer (Death Type)]
[Main quest: Survive for 72 hours. ]
[Note: Non-spiritual items cannot be brought in. ]
[Introduction to Spiritual Realm No. 0000: One day, the city was surrounded by endless forests, the roads were blocked, and the communication equipment was out of service. The survivors in the city began to explore the forest and find a way out. However, what awaited them was a terrifying crisis]
The scene is a city surrounded by forests. Judging from the strange numbering and difficulty level? The large-scale killing dungeon is different from the ordinary dungeon. Zhang Yuanqing was savoring the dungeon information when the scenery in front of him suddenly showed ripples like water waves, blurring everything.
When the vision became clear again, Zhang Yuanqing saw thick tree trunks and the blue sky blocked by intricate branches.
He was in a lush primeval forest, with the ground covered with dead branches and rotten leaves under his feet. The moist and warm air was mixed with the smell of rotten wood.
Based on the humidity and temperature of the air, as well as the lushness of the forest, it felt like a tropical rainforest. Zhang Yuanqing instinctively analyzed the environment.
"Forest? According to the introduction of the spirit realm, I thought the landing point was a city, and the task was to explore the forest"
"There is no one nearby. It seems that after entering the dungeon, everyone will be randomly teleported to different places. In this case, it is extremely difficult to gather companions. Next, we have to hunt each other in the jungle?"
He was muttering when he heard the task prompt sound:
[Ding! Number of participants in this killing dungeon: 183]
[Initial points per capita: 3]
[Hunting a spiritual realm walker from the enemy camp will gain all the points of the other party. Hunting a spiritual realm walker from the same camp will inherit half of the points. ]
[Those with zero points will be killed! ]
[The scoreboard has been opened, please check it yourself. ]
[Side mission 1: Please cross the outer area of the forbidden forest and reach the middle within 5 hours. Each layer of the area is subject to the notice board. ]
[Side mission 2: Please cross the vast forbidden forest and find the lost city. ]
Relying on his experience, Zhang Yuanqing chewed the task prompt content and purified the information:
"There are a total of 183 spiritual realm walkers participating in this dungeon, and there are only 38 official ones, accounting for one-fifth. The members are a bit complicated."
Complexity means chaos.
Among the 183 spiritual realm walkers, the lawful camp includes the official, spiritual realm families, and folk organizations (loose cultivators); the evil camp includes three major organizations and folk organizations (loose cultivators).
In addition to the above factions, there is another faction: spiritual realm walkers from surrounding countries.
Although the spiritual realm walkers from surrounding countries are often ignored by the mainstream spiritual realm forces because of their small number, the small number is based on the entire spiritual realm world.
The large-scale killing dungeon is aimed at the spiritual realm walkers of the entire region. Zhang Yuanqing believes that with so many small countries added together, there must be 20 to 30 foreign walkers in the dungeon.
The spirit realm should have a translation function, otherwise, with my shallow foreign language skills, I can only say "Ya Mei Die", "Ouba", "Saraha Yu" to everyone I meet. Or, madam, you don't want to return to the spirit realm either.
Zhang Yuanqing then examined the subsequent task information:
"The total number of people is 183, 3 points per person, that's only 549 points. It seems that the main source of points is the dungeon, which means that the proportion of the dungeon will be relatively high."
"Killing a spirit realm walker in the same camp can only inherit half of the points. The number of people in the lawful camp is much higher than that of the evil camp, and evil professions are more likely to obtain points."
"If the points are cleared to zero, they will be wiped out. According to the current information, if the side quest is not completed, the points will probably be deducted."
Then, Zhang Yuanqing thought and unfolded the scoreboard.
Just like opening the attribute panel.
The first on the scoreboard is Zhao Chenghuang, the second is Ayi, and the third is Jianyu Cangya, whose name is suffixed with Japanese characters.
It can be seen that the third place is an Japanese.
Zhang Yuanqing was impressed by the high intelligence of the spirit realm while scanning the scoreboard panel. He finally found his spirit realm ID at 73rd place.
"It seems that when the points are the same, the ranking of the scoreboard is determined by the level of experience value."
Zhang Yuanqing closed the scoreboard, took out the bloodthirsty blade, and walked towards the depths of the primeval forest with the corpse.
His first task now is to pass through the outer area, reach the middle of the forest, and then try to find colleagues from the Five Elements Alliance, hoping not to encounter the traitors planted by the Dark Night Rose.
What he wanted to find most was Guan Ya. Although the old driver had the krypton gold ability (props) of a rich daughter and extraordinary melee talent, her experience value was too low, and the scouts lacked output skills.
Zhang Yuanqing was very worried about her safety.
"Swish."
He stepped on the soft ground, leaving shallow footprints. Blood Rose walked in front, waving the bloodthirsty blade, cutting off the shrubs and thorns blocking the road, or the vines hanging from the trees, to clear the way for the master.
The vegetation in the primeval forest was too lush, and it was very difficult to walk through the forest.
Fortunately, he did not encounter any wild beasts along the way, but he did not encounter any spiritual realm walkers. This shows that this primeval forest is very vast.
After more than ten minutes, he trekked through the dense forests and suddenly saw a sign in front of him.
Have you reached the central area so quickly? Zhang Yuanqing strode over and stared at the content on the sign:
[Outer layer of the forbidden forest]
[Notice for entering the mountain: 1: Please do not bring fire, knives, or dangerous items up the mountain. ]
[2: Please do not make loud noises in the mountains to avoid disturbing others. ]
[Three: Please do not stay in the same place for more than 30 minutes. ]
[Four: If you see other people in the forest, please do not look them in the eye. ]
[Five: If you hear someone calling your name, do not respond. ]
In the infinite height, in a hazy world, there are floating stars with faint light, forming a brilliant and vast galaxy.
In these stars, there are miniature worlds.
There are dilapidated mountain villages with a terrifying atmosphere, abandoned campuses sleeping in the dark, volcanoes ready to go, battlefields where two armies are facing each other, endless grasslands, and lakes with waves
From ancient times to the present, from cities to mountains and rivers, the landforms that exist in reality can be found here.
What does not exist in reality, there is also here.
Seven meteors came from afar, breaking through the deep "universe" and stopping outside two parallel stars.
The meteors withdrew their light and revealed their true bodies.
The leader was a tall woman wearing black breeches, women's high-top boots, and a white shirt.
The black and white color combination was simple and classic, highlighting her perfect body proportions.
Her face was hazy and misty, and she couldn't see clearly. Her hair fell like a waterfall, but it was not black hair, but white hair.
But unlike the silver-white hair of the old man, her hair was pure white.
She had an unattainable majesty, like a leader commanding the three armies, and like an empress overlooking the world.
Behind this woman with white hair like frost, there were six people dressed differently, some wearing armor with green swords, some wrapped in black robes and hoods, some wearing white training clothes, with red hair, and even a curly teddy bear.
The general in armor stared at the two parallel stars and said in a deep voice:
"Our saints are not lucky. We entered the war copy!"
In one of the stars, the scene of the two armies facing each other was reflected. On the towering city, flags were fluttering. The armored defenders were either bending their bows and shooting arrows, or pushing down wooden poles and oil barrels to resist the dense enemy troops attacking the city.
Far away, there was a winding river, hundreds of feet wide. A large number of warships were riding the wind and waves, with sails waving and cannons roaring.
Several warships as long as a hundred meters were half-sunk in the river, and the parts floating on the water were billowing with thick smoke.
This was an epic war.
On the city wall, a tall figure stood proudly, wearing armor, with five red, white, green, black and yellow flags on his back, and holding an ancient Han Bafang sword.
His eyes swept past his companions who were alone in the enemy camp under the city, and his comrades who seemed to be the incarnation of the God of Fire, burning all the enemies in the world. Finally, he looked at the rear of the enemy.
There was a six-meter-tall eight-armed giant, with muscles like steel and covered with twisted and weird runes. Behind him was a thick fog.
The red-haired young man's eyes were shining, and he was eager to try:
"War dungeons are rare. When I participated in the killing dungeon, I didn't encounter this type. What a pity, what a pity!"
It is a good thing to fight in such a battlefield and die on the battlefield.
The war dungeon is the most tragic dungeon. It starts with a high-intensity fight, and it continues until the corpses are everywhere and the dungeon ends.
Even the peak saints will die of exhaustion.
In addition, the difficulty and brain-burning of the war dungeon are recognized to be the highest, involving the deployment of troops, resource allocation, command, etc.
There is nothing harder than winning a war.
At this time, the leading woman tilted her head slightly and looked into the deep universe.
After a few breaths, more than a dozen meteors came quickly and stopped in front of two parallel stars.
This group of uninvited guests was led by three people, including a handsome and elegant young man in a black suit with two silver nails embedded in his earlobes; a mysterious man wrapped in a tattered black robe, with his hands and feet uncovered, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, like the god of death in Western mythology; a "person" who constantly changes his body shape and gender.
The King of Fear of the Military Bishop; the President of the Western Branch of the Psychic Society; the leader of the Southern Branch of the Nihilistic Sect.
The King of Fear stared at the white-haired woman, gave a gentleman's salute, and smiled:
"Marshal, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you still free now?"
"Stupid!" The red-haired young man answered for the woman, simply and rudely.
The white-haired woman raised her eyes, glanced at the King of Fear, and continued to stare at the fierce battlefield.
"I heard that you have joined forces with Dark Night Rose this time to eliminate Fu Qingyang and Yuanshi Tianzun in the killing copy?" Her voice was cold and pleasant.
The King of Fear smiled and said:
"I hope it will succeed."
The white-haired woman nodded:
"Yin Yue does have a chance to kill Fu Qingyang.
"As for the little guys in the extraordinary stage, you have indeed cultivated a lot of talents."
A burly man behind the King of Fear snorted:
"So, killing one Yuanshi Tianzun is more than enough."
This man has eyes like copper bells, thick eyebrows and a square face. He looks irritable and seems to be ready to hurt people at any time.
The King of Fear turned around and said with a smile:
"Rage, although everyone has freedom of speech, you are a general, don't talk to the marshal like this."
The angry general twitched his face, suppressed his anger, and lowered his head.
The president of the Psychic Association, the leader of the Void Sect, and the masters behind them ignored the elders of the Five Elements Alliance and watched the battle at the first time.
The two camps that are incompatible with each other rarely coexist peacefully and have nothing to do with each other.
This place is between the spiritual realm and reality, belonging to the void zone. Only the peak masters or the leaders of the alliance can bring people in, and what comes in is not the real body, but the thoughts condensed by the power of the Yuanshen.
Thoughts are ethereal and are a projection in themselves, so fighting is naturally meaningless.
High-ranking people among the spiritual realm walkers can actively travel in the spiritual realm world, but this world does not mean entering the dungeon, but traveling in this void.
Except for the means of some special professions, even the leader-level figures cannot bypass the spiritual realm to enter the dungeon.
Every time the killing dungeon is opened, this group of high-ranking people will travel in the void to watch the battle. Everyone has met many times and can already ignore each other and look at each other.
At this time, the white-haired woman who was staring at the battlefield retracted her gaze and cast her eyes on another star. She looked carefully for a moment and asked:
"Which one is Yuanshi Tianzun?"
The curly-haired Teddy floated to the side of the white-haired woman, searched in the star for a moment, pointed to a certain place, and said:
"That boy is Yuanshi Tianzun."
The white-haired woman nodded slightly and stared at the primeval forest intently.
In the evil camp where no one paid attention to the extraordinary killing copy, all the masters turned their heads to look over.
The King of Fear smiled and said:
"Marshal, it's boring to just watch, why don't we make a bet."
The white-haired woman stood with her hands behind her back, "Speak!"
The King of Fear said:
"The Demon Eye was imprisoned because of Yuanshi Tianzun, so let's bet on him. If he dies in the killing copy, you release the Demon Eye and set him free.
"If Yuanshi Tianzun gets the first place in the scoreboard, I will lose you a rule-type prop of the quality of the master."
The red-haired young man frowned, "It's unfair, why didn't he survive?"
The King of Fear smiled and said:
"First of all, even if you don't release the Demon Eye, when he enters the spiritual realm and dies in the spiritual realm, he can still be reborn from the womb of the mother goddess. Secondly, the killing copy is a point system. If Yuanshi Tianzun keeps hiding and waiting for the end of three days, he will still survive.
"So, it's fair!"
The red-haired young man thought about it and found that he couldn't refute it, so he looked at the female marshal.
The white-haired woman nodded: "Okay!"
"It turns out that I haven't reached the outer area just now. This is the content on the notice board, which represents the danger of the outer area?"
Zhang Yuanqing frowned after reading the precautions on the notice board.
This means that crossing the outer layer of the forbidden forest is probably a very dangerous thing. The content on the notice board can help people entering the forest avoid danger.
"But isn't it too simple to tell the precautions so clearly? What will happen if you don't follow the precautions? It's a pity that there is no way to try and error, and you can't take risks with the corpse."
Zhang Yuanqing took the bloodthirsty blade from Blood Rose and took back the inventory.
According to the warning on the notice board, flames and knives cannot be used.
He did not continue forward, but put his hand on the sign. After a few seconds, the item information appeared:
[The sign was set up by people in the Lost City, hoping to warn travelers who strayed into the Forbidden Forest. ]
It was set up by people in that city. According to the introduction of Lingjing, they encountered a great crisis when they entered the forest. I thought no one could come out, but I didn't expect that they had already explored the outer layer. Zhang Yuanqing manipulated the Yin corpse to open the way in front, crossed the sign, and entered the outer area.
Stepping on the soft and rotten mud, Zhang Yuanqing and Blood Rose walked cautiously through the primeval forest one after another.
The further you go in, the more lush the branches and leaves are, almost completely blocking the sky.
Fortunately, it was daytime, and even without light, the visibility in the forest was very high.
If you can't make a fire, you can't see anything in the forest at night. But I am a night wanderer, not afraid of the dark, the night is my home court
He moved forward while thinking divergently.
After walking for about half an hour, a cool mountain breeze blew from somewhere in the forest that blocked out the sun.
A sharp voice floated in the wind.
Zhang Yuanqing listened attentively, and the voice was shouting:
"Yuanshi Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun"