Thai Imperial City, Wanjie Square.
With more than 300 million Realm Tianjiao, fewer than 1.5 million can still stand at this moment.
Moreover, most of the Tianjiao are clenching their teeth and insisting, and the real will competition is at this time.
Although Yang Fan wanted to help the seven princes, he was powerless and wanted to cheat under the nose of the deacon Kuijin. With his current strength, it was impossible to do anything for the sake of the seven princes. Pushing in by himself, Yang Fan asked himself that the relationship between him and the prince Suan was far from good.
All of this can only be done on their own, and no one can help them.
In the void.
"Well, there are so many more, but I look down upon you aphids."
Deacon Kui Jin once again flashed a touch of surprise. These aphids are not very strong in cultivation, and they are far from being compared with the great arrogances in the Tai Huang World, but the strong will, I have to say, is beyond him. As expected, what his cultivation base is, the dignified eighth-level top-level domain god, the deacon of the battle hall of the Thai emperor holy land, even if it is just a bit of imposing force, it is enough to crush many second-level top-level domain gods.
What's more, these third-order and fourth-order high-level domain aphids.
Next second...
The deacon Kui Jin's aura rose again, but compared to the previous surge, at this moment, the rate was significantly reduced, only a slight increase.
Among the nearly 1.5 million Tianjiao, more than nine levels have reached the limit of their will.
Suddenly doubling the coercion, most of the arrogant must be eliminated.
Although one million quotas can only be few, not more, but this is less, and the most is less than 10,000 or 20,000.
If it was the first level, it would be a few hundred thousand less, even if it was him, he would have to be punished in the end.
In the final analysis, he is also the Holy Land of the Thai Emperor, a deacon, and there are many elders above him, the masters of the temples, the Lord God, and even the supreme Holy Lord.
However, such a trace of pressure is like the last straw that crushes the camel.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
In the blink of an eye, one hundred thousand arrogance fell to the ground.
"Woo... I... I can't hold on anymore, I can't hold on anymore..." The seven princes blushed, especially the strongest. Zhao Yi, the tenth person on the original Tianjiao list, the young master of the Zhao family, hunched over his waist, his legs are even more, extremely bent, and off the ground, but only a foot away, there is a faint voice beside his ears. I was persuading them to give up, because they couldn't pass the test anyway, so why bother to persevere so hard and suffer this crime.
"Yes, those local arrogances are the second-tier top-level domain gods the last time. The actual combat power, afraid of some third-tier top-level domain gods, will not necessarily be their opponents. A mere third-order high-level domain god's cultivation base, in the end, there is still only one way to be eliminated. Is it really worth it to persist like this?"
"Forget it, let's give up..."
at this time... ...
"Several people, there is only 200,000 people away from the one-million-dollar quota. With three breaths and a maximum of three breaths, you can pass the barrier smoothly. Are you so willing to give up?"
It was Yang Fan's voice. The seven Prince Sushang had persisted until now. Seeing that the barrier was about to pass, Yang Fan really couldn't bear to see them being eliminated like this.
"Reconciled? Just give up, is this young master really reconciled?"
"No... Ben Shao is not reconciled, not reconciled... Even if it fails in the end, what about it? At least Ben Shao has struggled."
"Persevere... It's just three breaths, I must persevere..."
After a breath.
The number of Tianjiao who can still stand is less than one hundred thousand, and many of them are like Zhao Yi, with their legs almost touching the ground.
After two breaths.
Tens of thousands more fell to the ground.
"Persevere, everyone is holding on, there are less than 30,000 people..." Yang Fan continued to inspire everyone, and a faint admiration flashed in his eyes, as the third-order high-ranking realm gods like Prince Suan It's really not easy to be able to hold on to the cultivation base until now.
If it were to change positions, Yang Fan couldn't guarantee that he would be able to do better than them.
"You wait to pass!"
"Om~~~"
The terrifying coercion that was crushing on Zhong Tianjiao suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Next second...
In addition to Yang Fan and the thousands of top-level domain gods, nearly a million Domain Tianjiao, all fell to the ground, one by one without an image and gasping for breath. After exhausting all their strengths, it was completely by their own will to survive, but it was all worthwhile. They succeeded, succeeded to the end, and passed the first test.
The seven princes of Suan, also panting heavily, looked at Yang Fan’s gaze, and were grateful. If Yang Fan hadn’t given them a message in time and let them see the hope of success, they would have given up and become the losers. One member.
At that time, I really have to regret it for a lifetime.
Three breaths, just so short three breaths time.
"Give you one day to restore your mana, and one day later, the second level of the elimination round will begin." The deacon Kuijin's voice is as cold as ever. Even if the willpower of these Chinese natives surprised him, it is limited to this. Can't change his mind.
Only their native princes of the Thai Emperor and the Great Thousand Worlds are qualified to be disciples of their Thai Emperor's Holy Land. These are the natives of the Chinese and Thousand Worlds, that is just a joke.
"One day, there is only one day."
Zhong Tianjiao's heart trembled, ignoring other things, one after another took out a variety of top god pills, and swallowed them.
The mana in their bodies is almost exhausted, and it is not easy to restore all the mana that has been consumed in just one day.
Race against time, you must race against time.
"Okay! Time is up."
"What? Time is up."
"How can it be so fast, damn it, this seat has only regained eight levels of mana."
"I hope that the next assessment will not be too difficult, otherwise, this seat may be dangerous."
"What is the most important thing about a monk? Only strength, everything else is imaginary, powerful strength is fundamental, this second level, what needs to be assessed is your strength..." , A nine-story golden pagoda, descended from the sky, and landed steadily in the center of Ten Thousand Realms Square.
"Roar~~~Roar~~~Roar~~~"
The terrifying roar of the terrifying beasts spread out from the tower of the gods.
Vaguely, it seemed to be able to see terrifying behemoths and fierce beasts, roaring and roaring.
"This is the King Thai Tower. There are countless spaces in it. In every small space, a powerful beast is imprisoned. What you have to do is to defeat those beasts and climb to a higher level... Thai King Pagoda, those who can go up to the seventh floor, even if they pass... I kindly remind you that these fierce beasts have no humanity, and those who are weak, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to lose it in vain Your own life... Also, in the Pagoda of King Tai, you are not allowed to use any one-time treasures, and you are not allowed to take forbidden pills. Offenders will be eliminated directly...