"This is the Lost Dream Tower, the place where the final ranking of the Lost Dream Youth List is contested?"
Wu Chenxuan crossed the stone bridge and looked up at the hazy cave directly in front of him. He couldn't help but look at it curiously.
As a core disciple of the Peerless Palace, I have naturally heard everything about the Tower of Lost Dreams from the sect leader and elders. I know that as long as I enter the cave, I will encounter a replica that looks and moves almost exactly like myself, and I What you have to do is to kill as many imitations as possible to absorb the purple mist left after the death of the imitations. If you want to win the first place in the youth rankings, you must kill the most imitations among everyone.
Just as he was about to enter the Lost Dream Tower, Ren Tianye, Dong Hu, Jin Yuner and others arrived one after another.
"Haha, it seems it's not too late for us to wake up, just in time for everyone to go in together." Dong Hu, who has a carefree personality, said first.
Wu Chenxuan just glanced at the few people who came after him, and then walked straight in.
Behind them, Ren Tianye, Li Hen and others did not speak, and quickly walked into the Lost Dream Tower. They were slightly behind Wu Chenxuan in the illusion test. They did not want to lag behind anymore with the Lost Dream Tower in front of them. The trial is directly related to the final ranking on the Youth List of Lost Dreams, so everyone is naturally unwilling to lag behind.
"Here, everyone is a competitor. It is impossible for them to ignore you. Let's go in too." Jin Yuner said to Dong Hu, while walking into the Lost Dream Tower without stopping.
Hearing what Jin Yan'er said, Dong Hu shrugged helplessly, then walked into the Tower of Lost Dreams and disappeared into the hazy mist.
In the next few minutes, Huo Meng from the Fire Fist Sect, Liu Ruyi from the Shuitian Pavilion and others also rushed over, and then disappeared into the mist in the Lost Dream Tower.
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"There are so many fakes!"
Shi Jiu had just used his Poshan Zhemei hand to break the neck of an imitation body. There was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and the two impostors attacked Shi Jiu's back with a wave of their hands and a kick.
After realizing the danger, Shi Jiu turned around 180 degrees and threw the replica with the broken neck in his hand behind him.
With two "bang, bang" sounds, the two impostors attacking from behind were knocked backwards and flew out.
Shi Jiu did not continue to pursue, but turned around again, used the Big Dipper Step, and attacked the other two "selves" with his erratic figure.
This was already the fifth wave, and the number of opponents suddenly increased to sixteen. Shi Jiu spent a lot of effort to eliminate twelve, and four were left.
Although he felt a little tired, he was still excited.
After killing the first four waves of counterfeiters, Shi Jiu absorbed four waves of Ziming Heart Mist, and his soul power increased to a certain extent, which made him extremely happy. You must know that compared to the growth of cultivation and physical body, the strengthening of soul power is the most difficult. Generally speaking, soul power can only grow after the cultivation reaches a higher level, unless you eat some kind of Extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth or unique opportunities. Otherwise, you can only step by step and strengthen it bit by bit.
And now, the Purple Ming Heart Mist absorbed by Shi Jiu is an extremely rare spiritual treasure that can enhance the soul power of Soul Realm monks. If this kind of spiritual object is put up for auction in Fengbaozhai, it will definitely cause a sensation. All the forces will compete to bid. In terms of value, it will not even be worse than the essence of spiritual saliva that has attracted the covetousness of all people at the peak of the soul realm. It is really too valuable. Rare and precious.
After killing two more impostors, there are only two left in this wave. Shi Jiu was not in a hurry, and slowed down the intensity and speed of his attacks. Five consecutive waves of battles consumed him a lot. Then, between battles, he quickly took out a qi-replenishing pill from the storage ring and drank it. Only then did he feel the energy in his body. The somewhat empty Ming Yuan has been replenished to a certain extent.
"kill!"
After receiving the supplement, Shi Jiu accelerated the pace of the battle again.
In the empty field, a glowing black fist mark penetrated the remaining two imitation bodies, and then a lavender mist floated out from the body of the last impostor and floated directly to Shi Jiu aside.
After absorbing it, Shi Jiu felt refreshed and refreshed to the depths of his soul.
In the sea of soul consciousness, after the shrunken Shi Jiu soul villain completely inhaled Zi Ming's heart mist, his body automatically grew larger and became more solid.
At this time, more figures walked out of the mist in front of the venue again.
"Thirty-two, it has doubled again, so come on!"
Shi Jiu took the initiative to rush over, and a Dream Heart Lotus appeared out of thin air in his left hand, while his right hand was entangled with black light, and the dark law faintly flashed in it. The Dream Heart Lotus and the Black Light Fist were completely different from each other in this golden and black form. The imitation body that came into contact was instantly shattered. Shi Jiu's speed continued unabated. Under the blessing of Big Dipper's Star Step, his figure began to blur, while the remaining imitation bodies were instantly penetrated by black and gold energy pillars and shattered into nothingness. , leaving only a faint purple mist.
And somewhere in the space of the Lost Dreams Tower, Wu Chenxuan was fighting hard with two identical versions of himself.
"Two impostors just want to kill me, dream!"
"Look at the palm!"
Wu Chenxuan shouted loudly, his right hand glowed with golden light, and then he faced off against himself head-on.
"boom!"
The person opposite him burst into flames, but Wu Chenxuan did not slow down and slapped the other person with his backhand, knocking the other person away.
"The strength is okay, but I don't know how to adapt. There is no essence in the moves except brute strength!"
Wu Chenxuan was quite disdainful towards the two impostors. He quickly dealt with them smoothly and then absorbed the remaining purple mist.
Then four more imitations came out of the mist and rushed towards Wu Chenxuan who was waiting on the side, and the battle began again.
The same scene was staged in different spaces in the Tower of Lost Dreams. Everyone who entered the tower was fighting with their own replicas at the moment, and the battles of other people were completely invisible.
"It's so comfortable. No wonder my father said that the more imitations he kills, the more benefits he will get. This purple mist is simply better than the nectar of heaven!"
Dong Hu was enjoying the astonishing effects of Zi Ming's Heart Mist, his expression quite intoxicated.
And when four of them walked out of the mist in front of them, they unconsciously smiled evilly, and then rushed over.
After successfully killing the two imitations, Jin Yuner muttered to herself while absorbing the Zi Ming Heart Mist.
"Is this Ziming Heart Mist? It's such a rare good thing. No wonder Sister Haitang wants me to kill as many imitations as possible. It's really worth it."
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Outside the Secret Realm of the Lost Dream, the cold and beautiful woman stared at the list of young people with the Lost Dream outside the secret realm, and she began to look forward to it.
"I don't know how many rays of Ziming Heart Mist Sister Yan'er can absorb... Well, at least five or six, right?"
In the last Secret Realm of Lost Dreams, the cold and beautiful woman killed seven waves of imitation bodies in the Lost Dream Tower, absorbed seven Purple Ming Heart Mist, and won the first place in the Lost Dream Youth Ranking. This time she hoped that Jin Yuner could also absorb as much Zi Ming Heart Mist as possible, preferably as many as her own. However, when she thought of the opponent's strength, she suddenly felt that there was not much hope.
As for the eighth wave, I don’t think anyone can complete it at all. Let alone killing the opponents in the eighth wave, even if they successfully kill the replicas of the seventh wave and enter the eighth wave, it may not be possible, because the seventh wave is There were sixty-four opponents, and they were all imitations with similar power to the trialist himself. The eighth wave after that was even more terrifying. At the beginning, the Leng Yan woman only persisted for five minutes before being defeated. It's really terrifying. It's not a matter of quantity but a qualitative leap.
In the Tower of Lost Dreams, Shi Jiu finally completely defeated the remaining three replicas of the seventh wave, and was panting heavily from exhaustion.
"It's really perverted. There are actually sixty-four impostors in this wave. We were almost besieged by them, otherwise it would have been a disaster."
After he absorbed the last mouthful of Ziming Heart Mist, figures walked out of the mist in front of him again, but this time there were no more than a hundred people as imagined, but only four.
"Huh? Only four?"
Shi Jiuyi was stunned for a moment, but when his consciousness felt the energy fluctuations coming from the other party, he immediately took a deep breath and took a step back unconsciously.
It is still a copy of himself, but the momentum is stronger, reaching the central state.
"A replica of the central realm?"
Before Shi Jiu could react, the four figures on the opposite side quickly approached, each punching towards Shi Jiu.
"Oops! The way out is blocked!"
As a last resort, Shi Jiu took a hard punch from one of the clones, and then flew backwards as if he had been hit hard.
"It is indeed the central state, and its power completely surpasses the impostor just now!"
This punch caused pain all over his body, and he did not dare to catch the opponent's fist forcefully. He took advantage of the opponent's fist to fly backwards and temporarily got rid of the opponent.
However, the four imitations did not give up and pursued them again.
As a last resort, Shi Jiu used the Big Dipper Star Step to deal with the four imitation bodies.
But this time, the imitation body not only greatly improved in strength, but also became much faster, and was able to catch up with Shi Jiu who used the Big Dipper Star Step.
There was no advantage in speed, no opponent in terms of strength, and an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. It was impossible to fight head-on. Shi Jiu directly used the black light fist to attack one of the replicas.
The two fists collided, and both sides fell backward.
"Can't you even use the Black Mang Fist? That's it!"
Shi Jiu made a fierce move and formed seals with his hands. A delicate Dream Heart Lotus appeared on his left hand, and a black light appeared on his right hand. Then Shi Jiu forcibly touched the golden lotus and black light fist on his hands. Together. The next moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly emerged. The golden lotus and the black light seal began to merge with each other and rotate at extremely fast speeds. At the same time, a large amount of black and gold energy was vented.
When the rotation stopped, a Tai Chi diagram composed of gold and black appeared in front of Shi Jiu. Within the half-spoon shape on the left and right sides of the Tai Chi diagram, a small lotus pattern replaced the normal circle. The shape, one golden flower and the other black, coupled with the terrifying coercion it exudes, makes the entire Tai Chi diagram look extremely strange and frightening.
Shi Jiu didn't hold back and pushed the Tai Chi diagram out directly. The void where the Tai Chi diagram passed trembled, and there were faint black cracks. The four imitations did not give in, and each struck a palm at Tai Chi Tu.
The next second, a shocking explosion came, and the powerful energy shock wave directly shattered the replicas. Shi Jiu was also shocked to the point where blood surged all over his body, he vomited blood, and fell to the ground.
After everything calmed down, the surrounding fog gathered again and became hazy.
This time, the purple mist did not appear, and I don't know if it was dispersed by the explosion just now. After finally solving the four central realm imitations, there was no purple mist, which made Shi Jiu quite speechless.
At this time, a passage suddenly appeared in front of him, deep into the mist.
"What's going on? Is there something coming?"
After waiting for a long time and seeing nothing coming, Shi Jiu simply walked in by himself.
In other spaces in the Lost Dream Tower, all the trialists heard a loud noise, but they didn't know where the noise came from.
"What's going on? Who caused this loud noise?"
When the loud noise came, Wu Chenxuan happened to hit a replica with one palm, but he looked around and couldn't find the source of the sound. However, he vaguely felt that the loud noise was most likely caused by other trialists, which couldn't help but trigger His competitive spirit increased, and the strength in his hands increased.
But outside the secret realm of the wet dream, those waiting were completely shocked.
