Martial Mythology

Hearing Zhang Lu's words, the middle-aged man paused, his expression froze.

"My lord." The middle-aged man couldn't help being anxious, "15 million muddy source beads is already our limit, and I hope you will learn from me."

He thinks that the reason for Zhang Lu's refusal is because he thinks that there are too few original pearls.

Zhang Lu glanced at the middle-aged man and shook his head: "You guys should find another way, we are not interested in taking on this task."

With 20 trillion Hunmeng Origin Beads, who would value a mere 10 to 20 million Hunmeng Origin Beads?

Let alone 15 million, even ten times more, Zhang Lu and others are not interested at all.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, Zhang Lu turned around and walked towards the beam of light. The dean's avatar and others followed behind him unhurriedly.

The soldiers of the Tianluo Army and the Supervisory Army respectfully made way for a passage, not even daring to say a word.

Under the eyes of many murky masters, Zhang Lu and his party slowly passed through the beam of light, and their figures disappeared.

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source environment.

Zhang Lu and his party passed through the beam of light, and the surrounding scene changed drastically, as if they had returned to the sea of ​​darkness. Wherever their eyes went, there were shadowy projections one after another, connected into one piece, countless shadowy projections, the power of chaotic consciousness , together constitute the entire source environment.

The source environment is like a copy of the Hunmeng Sea, visually there is almost no difference, but the volume is much smaller, and those Hunmeng projections are more like virtual existences, not real Hunmeng.

"It's a bit like a shrunken version of Hunmenghai." Zhang Lu sensed the surrounding area.

Wu nodded, thoughtfully: "This origin seems to have a special connection with Hunmenghai."

The dean's avatar said solemnly: "What a strong power of consciousness!"

Every shadowy projection carries a terrifying power of consciousness, and the endless shadowy projections also represent endless power of consciousness. Compared with it, even if the power of consciousness of the nine monarchs is combined, It's just like a drop of water in the sea, and the power of consciousness here is much more terrifying than that of the monarch, and the power is probably more than ten times the power of the monarch's consciousness.

The terrifying power, and the almost endless quantity, it is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying impact it will have if the source realm erupts completely.

In the face of such power, even the monarch seemed insignificant.

"No wonder the source is so dangerous." Jiu Jianxian smacked his lips, "Even if the power of consciousness is not controlled and will not take the initiative to hurt people, but the coercion alone is not something ordinary people can bear. Ordinary Hunmeng masters enter Source Realm, probably couldn't bear it for a second, and was directly crushed by this coercion."

They finally understood why the middle-aged man from the Chamber of Commerce begged for their escort.

Without the protection of the head of the army, it is estimated that even the top commanders would be unable to take a single step, let alone the ordinary Hunmeng Lord.

Although the middle-aged Chamber of Commerce will not be overwhelmed by the power of the source consciousness, it is still difficult to travel such a long distance.

Fortunately, Zhang Lu and the others all have the strength of a legion commander. Although the coercion carried by this power of consciousness makes them slightly uncomfortable, it will not cause substantial harm to them.

Wu said: "Conservative estimates, to withstand the coercion of the power of consciousness, at least the strength of the commander level is required."

With commander-level strength, one can withstand the coercion of the power of consciousness. If one has the protection of the legion commander, then the commander can also travel through the source environment. If one acts alone, then one must have at least the strength of a top-level commander.

Shaking his head, Zhang Lu said, "Hurry up and hurry, it's really uncomfortable to stay in this damn place for a long time."

Soon, Zhang Lu and his party headed towards the route of the Middle East Yang Realm on the map that Lord Chi Xiao had simulated.

Their speed is extremely fast, passing through one shadow after another, if it is in the sea of ​​darkness, it will take a long time to pass through one shadow after another, but in this source environment, they can easily pass through After touching millions of Hunmeng, in a short time, he traveled the distance of decades or even hundreds of years in Hunmenghai.

According to this speed, they only need one or two months to rush to Dongyang Realm.

The Hunmeng Sea is huge, but in the source environment, the Hunmeng Sea gives people a small feeling.

The source environment is always silent, like a dead world, without sound, matter, and life. Although the surrounding scenes are constantly changing, there is always only the power of hazy projections and chaotic and disordered consciousness. The entire source environment is invisible. There was a sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.

After advancing day and night in the source environment, about a month later, Zhang Lu, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped.

"Someone is fighting." Zhang Lu sensed the existence of life.

The dean's avatar and others stopped one after another, their minds perceiving the front.

Soon, they sensed the existence of a group of Hunmeng Lords, a total of seven people, three Hunmeng Lords of the Fate Clan, and four Hunmeng Lords of the Celestial Clan. The two sides were fighting fiercely, a scene of endless death.

The Ming clan is headed by a legion commander, an ordinary commander, and a top commander.

The head of the Celestial Clan is also a legion commander, and the remaining three are all top commanders.

The head of the Ming clan seems to be slightly stronger than the head of the Celestial clan, but the two commanders of the Fate clan have held him back, so that the overall situation is slightly dominated by the Celestial clan.

The seven of them were all focused on fighting, and they didn't notice the arrival of Zhang Lu and his party. They held the treasures of Hunmeng, bursting out waves of Hunmeng's power, but they were very restrained, for fear of leaking a trace of Hunmeng's power and touching Hunmeng. The shadowy projections, and then affect the power of consciousness contained in those shadowy projections.

The extremely condensed power of consciousness, under precise control, perfectly avoided the shadowy projections and bombarded each other.

On the surface, the power seems to be greatly restricted, but in fact, it is very dangerous, because any negligence of them may affect the power of chaotic and disordered consciousness, and suffer disaster.

"It seems that I have been fighting for a long time." Wu watched with interest, "Not to mention, fighting in such an environment can hone extraordinary fighting skills..." After fighting for a long time, the power of the muddled The control power will definitely rise to an incredible height.

"What do you say?" The dean's clone looked at Zhang Lu, "Do you want to help?"

One side is a member of the fate clan, and the other is a member of the sky clan. If you don't meet them, it's fine, but since you have met them, you can't stand on the sidelines, right?

Zhang Lu murmured, "Quick battle and quick decision."

Help can help, but don't waste too much time.

"I don't know which Celestial Clan monarch's subordinates. If you want to blame, you can only blame your own bad luck." Jiu Jianxian looked at the four Celestial Clan powerhouses, and flew towards the battlefield with a flash of his figure.

Zhang Lu, Dean's avatar and others also quickly flew towards the battlefield.

In about a few breaths, a group of people arrived at the battlefield, and at the same time they were noticed by the muddy masters in the battle.

The head of the Tian Clan Army and the head of the Ming Clan Army fought each other, then opened the distance, looked at Zhang Lu and his party, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your reinforcements?"

The head of the Ming Clan Army reminded Zhang Lu and his party: "This person is the head of the Celestial Clan Army, everyone be careful."

"Head of the Celestial Clan Army?" Greedy Wolf God Dog raised his eyebrows, "The one who hit was the head of the Celestial Clan Army!"

After the words fell, the Greedy Wolf God Dog rushed directly towards the head of the Tian Clan Army.

Nightmare Horse, Jiu Jianxian and others also rushed forward one after another, they didn't care about fairness at all, what they want is to fight more with less, and what they want is to bully you.

"Dangerous! Don't be impulsive!" The commander of the Ming clan was startled and said loudly.

The head of the Celestial Clan army snorted coldly: "What cats and dogs dare to attack me?"