Chapter 1808: last layer

Lin Beichen felt that in front of the ancestor, he was like a transparent person without pants, and he was seen through at a glance.
"I……"
He was about to answer.
"Shh."
Another voice came, saying: "Uncle Wuming, don't tell my father and my mother."
The voice was familiar.
But it's also shocking.
Lin Beichen and Li Chenyuan looked at each other, and instantly it was as if they had been killed for thousands of years, and they were almost scared to death.
Dying.
No way?
The two looked back together.
Sure enough, it was Wu Shanglong, a young man with a green dragon. After not knowing what to do, he actually followed behind everyone.
Why did this product come along?
Lin Beichen and Li Chenyuan were both stunned.
When did it happen?
I hadn't noticed that he was actually sneaking in before.
When the gate of the corridor was closed, he was clearly at the gate, and he kept waving goodbye.
"You should go back."
The Unknown Ancestor Dao.
The green dragon boy Wu Shanglong begged: "Uncle, I'm not a forbidden army. I've been bored inside for so long, and it's time to go out and see the world."
The anonymous ancestor stopped talking.
Lin Beichen grabbed his dragon and said, "You...you know each other?"
The green dragon boy Wu Shanglong said: "I know, when I was a child, Uncle Wuming once hugged me, and I urinated on his face at that time."
The giant rusty knife trembled at that moment.
For Lin Beichen and others, it was like an earthquake.
Lin Beichen quickly covered Wu Shanglong's mouth.
So, now I have got a new piece of information - the forbidden army can communicate with each other, or to be more precise, at least some of the forbidden army can exchange information with each other.
The anonymous ancestor was not speaking.
He sent Lin Beichen and others to the end of the void of the universe, opened the door to the upper floor, and then sent them into the corridor.
Boom.
The corridor is closed.
"Hey, I forgot to ask, what is the alien race suppressed in this prison." Lin Beichen said to himself after realizing it.
"It is a primitive star beast, named 'jue', its body was chopped into pieces, broken into countless pieces, and turned into stars in the heavens. Divinity makes it impossible to revive."
Wu Shanglong responded quickly.
His understanding of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races is obviously not bad.
"what?"
"Those stars were transformed by the corpses of star beasts?"
"Is this... an ancestor-level star beast?"
"Unbelievable."
The fanatics were shocked.
Before, they were horrified enough to see the nameless ancestor sharpen his knives with stars, but they didn't expect that these stars were transformed from the corpse of a star beast, just like listening to a fairy tale.
"We are walking without a loop."
Li Chenyuan said: "Senior, I don't know if I can see Your Majesty when I leave. As for getting out of the prison of ten thousand clans, it is even more extravagant. If you follow us, it will be difficult to go to the outside world."
"fine."
Wu Shanglong smiled and said: "I've been bored for a long time, I just want to find some people to chat with me, and when you are all dead, I will go back to my parents."
Li Chenyuan: "..."
Lin Beichen: "..."
If it wasn't because I couldn't beat this guy, I really wanted to kill him.
However, with Wu Shanglong in the team, everyone had a foreknowledge of the more than 9,000 layers of prisons that they would pass through next, so that the speed of progress would be accelerated, and the casualty rate would be very small.
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, three days and three nights passed.
Everyone fought monsters all the way, and suffered a lot of casualties. Twenty-one mad believers stayed in some spaces of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races forever, and finally reached the 9,900th floor.
"Did you feel it?"
Wu Shanglong spoke suddenly.
"What do you feel?" Lin Beichen looked at him in surprise.
Li Chenyuan said: "After the 9,900th floor, the alien races suppressed in the prison will become stronger and stronger, but in the same way, the closer you are to the top of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races, the stronger the Emperor's aura will be... ... Didn't you feel it? The emperor's coercion here has gradually become stronger."
Lin Beichen frowned.
To be honest, he really didn't feel it.
But he didn't say it.
Secretly observe other people carefully.
The expressions on the faces of the mad believers were much more relaxed and their auras increased a lot. The injuries on their bodies were healing dozens of times faster than usual, as if they had taken some panacea.
It is the breath of the emperor.
The closer you get to the Prison of Ten Thousand Races—that is, the top of the Emperor's Temple, the stronger the Emperor's aura is. For aliens, this aura is poison and the source of their weakness and pain, but for the human race In other words, this breath is like a sweet soup, like a spring of honey, the source of strength and healing.
The only problem was that he couldn't sense the healing himself.
The good news is that they did not feel weak and oppressed like the aliens.
just like……
The Emperor's breath does not exist for him.
"The next road will be much easier to walk."
Wu Shanglong said: "With the blessing of His Majesty the Emperor, the forbidden army stationed here will definitely still maintain the powerful energy of the past, and maintain the absolute suppression of foreign races, and the road will not be so dangerous."
"real?"
Li Chenyuan was overjoyed.
The fanatics are even more delighted.
In this way, wouldn't their mission be successfully completed?
"If I guess correctly, then you will be able to see Your Majesty soon."
Wu Shanglong is very firm and authentic.
The crowd suddenly burst into cheers.
In Lin Beichen's heart, a tremor appeared.
I don't know why, he wanted to see the Emperor very much before.
But now, he is a little bit inexplicably worried, and he doesn't want to really see this supreme ruler in the vast universe.
In fact, as Wu Shanglong had guessed, after entering the 9900th floor, they were all closely guarded by the Imperial Army along the way.
Different from the Imperial Guards encountered before, the Imperial Guards here have bright armor, flickering weapons, and all kinds of equipment, maintaining absolute suppression of the alien race in the prison guarded by them.
Along the way, Lin Beichen and others didn't even see what the alien races were suppressed in these layers of prisons, so they walked safely and smoothly. They are ordinary soldiers, all of them at the star-monarch level, some generals are even more undisputed emperor-level, and the ones who really sit are the ancestors.
Legends are not deceitful.
The Emperor's Imperial Army is truly unparalleled.
The number of unknown ancestors in the prison far exceeds twenty-four.
Finally, after half a day, the mad believer's delegation finally arrived in the corridor beyond the 9999th floor.
"On the last floor, only you can go in."
The powerhouse of the forbidden army who saw off stopped there, and said, "It was the same before. Every time only members of the tribute embassy can enter, and any member of the forbidden army is forbidden to enter."