The harsh sound resounded throughout the Wangcheng Square.
The deep eyes of the elder Baimei suddenly condensed, and the power of the Sixth Heaven of the Ancient God came out, swept across the void, and turned his head with a cold face, "What did you say?"
In Sen Leng's voice, Elder Baimei's eyes were like eagles, staring at the speaker.
"..."
The guy who spoke obviously did not expect Elder Baimei to come here. Under the pressure of a mountain, this guy only felt like an ant under an elephant.
The elephant lifts his foot a little, and can crush him into powder.
"No... I didn't say anything?"
Large swaths of cold sweat leaked from his forehead, and the guy fell to his knees with a thud, squatting his head in panic.
"Forgive you for not dare!"
Elder Baimei gave a cold snort, and looked around the audience slowly with eagle-like eyes, and paused in the direction of the ancient twelve clans as a warning, before turning his gaze back on the light curtain.
Twenty-fourth floor.
This is Qin Feng's number of layers at this time.
"Patriarch, what are you doing?"
The first wolves have reached the 255th floor, and the second mad dragon is also on the 245th floor.
Leng Wuxin, Zhu Yulong, Song Zhongming and others are also around the 240th floor.
Qin Feng was only on the twenty-fourth floor, with a gap of two hundred and twenty-thirty levels. Elder Baimei really didn't know what happened to Qin Feng.
It stands to reason that in the space below the 400th floor of the Blood God Tower, the strength of the Blood Spirit will not exceed that of the Five Heavens of the Ancient God. Such a strength of blood spirit is not enough to pose a threat to Qin Feng.
Why is it so slow
"Is it a special test for the blood race?"
Thinking back to the shock of the blood clan two years ago, many elders of the ancient clan moved in their hearts and assumed that Qin Feng had received special treatment from the blood ancestors.
In the Blood God Tower, each person is an independent space, and the giant light curtain in the Wangcheng Square only displays the number of layers, and does not show the image of the person passing through the barrier at all.
This is where everyone is puzzled.
Using Qin Feng to crush the strength of the Solomon family shouldn't be so slow.
unless…
Encountered the special test of the blood ancestor.
"It must be so."
Not only Elder Baimei, but also the patriarchs of the ancient twelve clans, such as Lengyan, Zhulou, Song Ming, secretly nodded, and envied them in their hearts.
The blood ancestor is really too partial.
Why not treat everyone equally.
To be tested, everyone should be tested together.
Why is it only tested by Master Qin.
Really... Envy!
The clans of the ancient twelve clans sighed and felt helpless.
"Sure enough, strength is everything."
Recalling the cultivation base of the Qin Feng Ancient God Five Heavens, these patriarchs were also helpless. The fifth heaven of the ancient gods can sweep the sixth heaven of the ancient gods, no wonder the blood ancestor looked at him differently.
…
In the Blood God Pagoda, Qin Feng still pushed forward layer by layer without hesitation.
At each level, Qin Feng must clarify and understand the fields and rules inside, and even the deeper power composition.
Bit by bit, unlock the realm of the blood god tower.
As the number of layers progressed, Qin Feng finally touched the origin of the Blood God Tower.
puff!
puff!
Counting and killing ninety-nine blood spirits at random, Qin Feng only felt that he could almost untie the first joint of the Blood God Tower.
"Sure enough, it's amazing."
Qin Feng was shocked.
Sincerely admire the blood ancestor who built the Blood God Tower.
"What a hero."
Qin Feng's eyes lit up as the stairs condensed into the void.
"hundred!"
Two huge words appeared in front of Qin Feng.
"It turned out to have reached the 100th floor."
No wonder your own deconstruction reached a point.
On the 100th floor, this is the first level of the Blood God Tower. The guards are the blood spirits of an ancient god and the peak of the first heaven.
These blood spirits at the pinnacle of the ancient gods, under the leadership of the leading ancient gods, were divided into three levels and attacked Qin Feng in a clearly defined manner.
Swords, swords, halberds, long bows and short spears.
All kinds of attacks were surging towards Qin Feng.
"It looks decent."
Qin Feng nodded slightly.
Relying on the battle formation composed of these ancient gods, one and two heavenly blood spirits, fighting against the ordinary ancient gods and four heavens is no longer a problem. Unfortunately, it was Qin Feng that they met.
The powerhouses of the Sixth Heaven of the Ancient Gods hate Qin Feng's palm, not to mention the blood spirits of these ancient Gods.
Not to mention the one hundred and one blood spirits, even if it were a hundred times more, 10,100 blood spirits of the ancient gods and one or two layers could be destroyed by Qin Feng.
However, Qin Feng did not immediately crush these blood spirits, instead Xiao walked among these blood spirits with interest, comprehending the mystery of the Blood God Tower.
"So it is!"
Deconstruct the origin of power, integrate power into the rules, and form the prototype of the field.
After half a day, Qin Feng finally comprehended the rules and power of the 100th floor of the Blood Divine Tower.
Immediately lifted his right hand, lifted a palm, the wind and clouds gathered in the air, forming a pair of giant palms covering the sky, crushed down with unmatched power, and directly crushed one hundred and one blood spirits.
And just as Qin Feng understood the mystery of the 100th floor of the Blood God Tower, the Wangcheng Square also attracted the first loser of this trial of God.
This is a short stature with facial features squeezed in everything, a scalp-headed guy.
This guy was wearing a wild animal skin coat with a disheveled hair. At first glance, he was not a child of the ancient twelve clans.
"It's a dog and mouse."
In the Wangcheng Square, someone knew this guy and immediately said his name.
Dogs and mice circled around and saw that they were the first to be eliminated, their complexion suddenly turned red, and an unwilling look appeared in their eyes.
"It turned out to be the first one, I really don't want to be reconciled."
He knew that his strength was not very good, but he didn't want to believe that he was the first to be out.
"Four hundred and sixty-seven floors, it's okay."
A friend of Kenshu's stepped forward and patted Kenshu's shoulder for comfort.
And the other people in the Wangcheng Square cared about the loss of Dogs and Rats, they only cared about why Qin Feng was still hovering on the 100th floor.
"What dog and mouse, is there any difference in the trial of the gods this time?"
This is a topic that everyone around Wangcheng Square is concerned about.
It is really surprising that a guy whom the blood ancestors sincerely invited is still hovering around the 100th floor. It doesn't work if you don't care.
"different?"
Hearing this rude questioning, Dogmouse originally wanted to have an attack, but the corner of his eyes swept over the interrogator, and he had to suppress his annoyance, and responded respectfully: "It's no different."
"It's really no different?"
Leng Yan frowned, thought for a while, and asked unwillingly: "Then do you feel any abnormal fluctuations?"
"No!"
Dog Mouse pondered for a while, recalling his own race, shaking his head in surprise, wondering why the cold words of the ancient twelve clans asked such strange questions.