1779: C1779 far behind

C1779 far behind

An ear-piercing sound echoed throughout the entire Royal Square.

Elder White Eyebrow's deep eyes suddenly froze, the might of the Ancient God's Sixth Heaven surged out, sweeping across the sky, his face cold as he turned his head: "What did you say?"

The guy who spoke clearly did not expect the Elder White Eyebrow to spout out out like that. Under the mountainous pressure, this guy felt like he was an ant beneath an elephant.

This was the number of levels Qin Feng had.

"Patriarch, what are you doing?"

The first ranked Huang Lang had already reached two hundred and fifty-fifth floor, and the second ranked Kuang Long had two hundred and forty-five floors.

Leng Wuxin, Zhu Yulong, Song Zhongming and the others were also around the 240th floor.

And Qin Feng was only on the twenty-fourth floor, so the difference between him and Qin Feng was two hundred and twenty three. Elder White Eyebrow really didn't know what Qin Feng had encountered.

Logically speaking, in a space below the four hundredth floor of the Blood God Pagoda, the strength of the blood spirit would not exceed that of the Ancient God's Fifth Heaven. A blood spirit with such a small amount of strength was not enough to threaten Qin Feng at all.

Why so slow?

"Is this the special test of the Strigoi?"

Thinking back to two years ago, when the Blood Clansmen showed up, many of the elders of the ancient clan thought that Qin Feng had met with a special treatment from the Blood Ancestor.

Inside the Blood God Pagoda, every person had their own independent space and the Royal Square's gigantic screen of light only displayed the numbers of levels; it simply did not show the images of the people who passed the trial.

This was also what made everyone puzzled.

With Qin Feng's strength that could crush Solomon Family, it shouldn't be so slow.

Unless...

He had encountered a special test from the Blood Ancestor.

"That must be it."

Not only Elder White Eyebrow, even Leng Yan, Zhu Lou, Song Ming and the rest of the patriarchs of the Old Twelve Clans were secretly nodding their heads in approval, feeling envy in their hearts at the same time.

The Blood Ancestor was too biased.

Why not treat him the same.

If he wanted to test, everyone should do so together.

Why only give Master Qin a test?

Really … How envious!

The various patriarchs of the Old Twelve Clans let out a long sigh, feeling helpless in their hearts.

"Indeed, strength is everything."

Thinking back to the cultivation of Qin Feng's Ancient God's Fifth Heaven, these patriarchs had no Nike either. Being able to sweep across the Ancient God's Sixth Heaven with just the Ancient God's Fifth Heaven, no wonder the Blood Ancestor treated him differently.

Inside the Blood God Pagoda, Qin Feng was still leisurely advancing layer after layer.

At every level, Qin Feng had to clarify the domains and rules, and even deeper levels of power composition, and understand them thoroughly.

He slowly unraveled the Blood God Pagoda's The Domain of the Gods.

As he pushed through the floors, Qin Feng finally touched a bit of the Blood God Pagoda's origin.

Puff!

Puff!

Qin Feng casually counted and killed ninety-nine blood spirit s, and he felt that he had almost untied the first joint of the Blood God Pagoda s.

"Truly a miracle."

Qin Feng was shocked.

He sincerely admired the Blood Ancestor who had created the Blood God Pagoda.

"He really is a hero."

As he ascended the flight of stairs, Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

"A hundred!"

Two huge words appeared in front of Qin Feng.

"So you've already reached the 100th floor."

No wonder his deconstruction had reached a point.

This was the first barrier of the Blood God Pagoda s. The guardians were a blood spirit with Second Sky of the Ancient Gods and a hundred blood spirit with the peak of the First Sky of the Ancient God Realm.

These blood spirit of the first sky of the Ancient God Realm, under the lead of the Second Sky of the Ancient Gods blood spirit s, divided into three layers, and started attacking Qin Feng.

Saber, spear, sword, halberd, long bow, short spear.

All sorts of attacks were thrown at Qin Feng.

"Seems quite decent."

Qin Feng nodded slightly.

Relying on the battle formation formed by these blood spirit s of the first or second stage of the Ancient God Realm, it was no longer possible to fight against an ordinary Ancient God's Fourth Heaven. Unfortunately, they had met Qin Feng.

Not to mention these blood spirit with a cultivation at the first or second level of the Ancient God Realm.

Not to mention the one hundred and one blood spirit, even if one were to increase it by a hundred times, a ten thousand and one ancient gods, one to two heavens, could still be easily killed by Qin Feng.

However, Qin Feng didn't exterminate these blood spirit s immediately. Instead, he wandered around these blood spirit s with great interest, as he tried to comprehend the profoundness of these Blood God Pagoda s.

"So that's how it is!"

The origin that deconstructed its power fused it into the laws and formed the elementary form of a domain.

Half a day later, Qin Feng finally comprehended the rules and power of the hundredth floor of the Blood God Pagoda.

Then, he gently raised his right hand, raised his palm, and gathered the wind and clouds into a pair of gigantic palms that covered the sky. With unparalleled strength, the palms smashed down and directly destroyed one hundred and one blood spirit s.

Just as Qin Feng was comprehending the hundred layers of the Blood God Pagoda's secret, the Royal Square had also attracted the first loser.

This was a short guy with a face that was squashed into nothing.

This fellow was wearing a coarse fur coat and his hair was disheveled. It was obvious that he was not a disciple from Old Twelve Clans's family.

"It's the canine rat."2

Someone in the Royal Square recognized this guy and immediately announced his name.

The canine rat looked all around him, and upon seeing that he was the first one to be eliminated, his face flushed red, revealing an unreconciled look in his eyes.

"He's actually the first. I'm really not willing to accept this."

He knew that he wasn't very strong, but he was unwilling to believe that he was the first to be eliminated from the competition.

"Four hundred sixty-seven. That's good."

A friend of the canine rat walked up and patted the canine rat's shoulder to comfort her.

As for the others in the Royal Square, why would they care about the loss of the canine rat? They were only concerned about why Qin Feng was still stuck at the one hundredth floor.

"That whatever canine rat, is there any difference with this time's The Trial of God?"

This was a topic that everyone around Royal Square was concerned about.

A fellow that the Blood Ancestor had sincerely invited was actually still lingering on the hundredth floor. It was truly surprising, as it was impossible for one to not be concerned about him.

"Different?"

Hearing this rude question, the canine rat originally wanted to flare up, but out of the corner of its eyes, it glanced at the person asking the question. It couldn't help but suppress the annoyance in its heart and respectfully replied: "Nothing is different."

"Is there really no difference?"

Leng Yan furrowed his brows. He thought for a while before asking with unwillingness, "Then did you feel any abnormal fluctuations?"

"No!"

The canine rat pondered for a moment, recalled the process of its own participation, and shook its head in surprise. It did not understand why Old Twelve Clans would ask such a strange question.

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