1781: C1781 comeback

C1781 comeback

Royal Square.

Seeing the red light shining on the 600th floor of the Blood God Pagoda, the eyes of countless people lit up.

He wondered just how many people would be able to make it past this hurdle of six hundred this time.

"Immediately send people to the Blood God Pagoda to stand guard there. Once Huang Lang and Kuang Long come out, we will immediately recruit them."

Seeing that Huang Lang and Kuang Long followed closely behind Leng Wuxin and the rest and only managed to reach the six hundred floor of the Blood God Pagoda, Leng Yan's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned to give the order.

Not only were their words cold, Zhu Lou and Song Ming also gave their orders at the same time.

The Trial of God was not only a gathering of the Blood Clan Continent, but also a gathering of people who had discovered their presence.

From the The Trial of God s, countless of them have been recruited over the past billions of years.

This was also the reason why the Old Twelve Clans was always strong.

Listening to Leng Yan and his subordinates' words, the Elder White Eyebrow felt much better.

Back then, when the Elder White Eyebrow participated in the The Trial of God, they were also selected by the Menluo, and from then on they joined the Menluo, until now.

"What a nostalgic feeling."

It was just that he did not know why the patriarch did not need to recruit people. Shouldn't Menluo Family use more strength to recruit people?

Elder White Eyebrow slightly shook his head and his gaze landed on the bottom layer of the light screen.

"Patriarch, what are you doing?"

A quarter of an hour passed by in the blink of an eye. This was the result of Elder White Eyebrow's observation for a long time, and not too long after, it happened to be a quarter of an hour.

He was as steady as a dog.

Elder White Eyebrow really didn't know what Qin Feng was actually doing inside the Blood God Pagoda. Leng Wuxin and the others had already rushed to the six hundred floor, but he was still circling around the three hundred floor.

There was a difference of half.

"However, the six hundred levels is a test. I wonder how long Leng Wuxin and the rest will take to clear it. "At that time, how long did it take me?"

"Ten days or half a month?"

Elder White Eyebrow pondered. According to this progress, the Patriarch might be able to catch up to Leng Wuxin and the others.

"The The Trial of God has been here for so many years, how long is the fastest time to clear the six hundred floors?"

On the Royal Square, a distinguished guest asked with bright eyes.

Ever since the opening of the Blood God Pagoda, many of the elites that were able to make it through the 9,999 level of The Trial of God, had become Old Twelve Clans s. It was a rare occasion that there were two elites that did not belong to the Old Twelve Clans this year.

Naturally, it attracted more foreign nobles.

"The fastest?"

An aristocrat who had obviously lived in the imperial city thought for a while and replied, "According to the records of the secret history of the imperial city, the fastest record for clearing the six hundred floors is Blood Ancestor, it seems to take half a day.

As for the others, they usually take ten days to half a month. "

Ordinary descendants naturally did not dare to compare with Blood Clan Continent's legendary Blood Ancestor, and automatically ignored his time. They said leisurely: "Ten days to half a month, huh!"

"I wonder how long Huang Lang and Kuang Long will take."

A total of ten days had passed since the opening of the Blood God Pagoda.

Even Leng Wuxin, Zhu Yulong, Song Zhongming and the others could be considered to have achieved excellent results when rushing from the first floor to the six hundred floor in ten days, so there was no need to mention Huang Lang and Kuang Long.

Listening to the man talking to himself, Royal aristocracy glanced at him and mocked, "Thank the heavens and earth to be able to clear the six hundred levels, don't tell me you want to compare with Sir Leng and the others? "What wishful thinking."

There was a natural air of superiority about his words.

"Pfft, Royal aristocracy."

The outsider's mouth twitched as he glanced at it unwillingly. Then, he returned his gaze to the light screen.

The sun rose and set, and five days passed in the blink of an eye. In these five days, the six hundred and first floor of Blood God Pagoda had not been lit up yet, which also meant that Leng Wuxin and the others were still working hard on the six hundred first floor.

"After five days, it's possible to light up every minute and every second at 601%, but I just don't know who will be the first to reach the top!"

"Is it Leng Wuxin from the Leng Clan, or Zhu Yulong from the Zhu Clan, or even Song Zhongming from the Song Family?"

Amongst the remaining people, the three from Old Twelve Clans were the ones who shouted the loudest.

"Can't it be Kuang Long or Huang Lang!?"

There were some who supported Leng Wuxin and the others, and naturally there were some who supported Kuang Long and the others. In the midst of the flurry of discussion, someone suddenly threw away the talisman in his hand angrily and cursed: "Damned Master Qin."

Obviously, this person had placed heavy bets on Qin Feng.

"…"

Hearing this man's indignant curses, many descendants comforted him, "At least Master Qin has not been eliminated yet. Maybe there really will be a chance."

This person originally only wanted to speak, but he kept silent and listened attentively.

Suddenly, someone pointed at the virtual screen and asked, "Did you notice a strange time?"

"The duration of each level of the Master Qin is fifteen minutes. Even though it was slightly longer, it was still very stable when there is a gap of a hundred floors between them."

"On the tenth day, Master Qin was at the 300th floor. Now, five days have passed, Master Qin has risen to the 450th floor."

"According to this speed, in another five days, Master Qin should be able to enter the six hundred floors, right?"

The man paused here, his eyes looking around him, waiting for everyone to finish digesting, he continued: "With this speed, if Young Noble Leng and the rest are not able to break through level 601 in the next five days, Master Qin might really come back later."

"…"

Hearing his words, the Royal Square was stunned, his gaze turned to the bottom of the light screen – the light talisman that represented Qin Feng.

A quarter of an hour!

A cool breeze blew, and after a quarter of an hour had passed, the light talisman representing Qin Feng had changed once.

"It's really a quarter-hour!"

Seeing this situation, many of the nobles of Royal Square were dumbfounded.

If not, then what was this Master Qin doing? He jumped once every fifteen minutes, and there was no change at all?

This time, many of the nobles were interested, and their eyes stared at Qin Feng's light talisman unblinkingly.

"599 levels!"0

Another five days had passed, and the light talisman representing Qin Feng jumped once again, dropping at the number five hundred and ninety-nine.

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