Chapter 2540 Qianqian's Height

"The blood in the blood potential stone is not a one-time consumable. Thanks to these two people, they can figure it out. It's a big joke in the world, and it's embarrassing for the monsters!"

In addition to contempt, Qian Taki's voice also carried a touch of disgust.

"It's just mediocrity. After Qianqian's test results come out, they will naturally understand."

Lin Feng put his arms around his chest and smiled faintly.

But at this moment, it is located above the attic.

"This... Could it be because the test of the Heaven-connecting Stone Monument has been completed, and Molin's bloodline has gradually melted away, so the power of the red bloodline has an opportunity?"

Lao Jiao was completely dumbfounded.

At a moment he was bragging about how good Mo Lin was, but in the blink of an eye, he was killed by the power of someone's blood.

As a Mahayana cultivator, Lao Jiao knew a lot more about the Heaven-connecting Stele as a matter of course.

He was therefore also very clear about the reasons for this situation.

If you look at similar events in history, there is only one reason for this situation, and that is that the blood power of the latter is stronger than the former, and the former is successfully done.

But this result made him unacceptable.

"Have you heard of any royal family with outstanding talents recently?"

The smile on the face of the old man in the moon white robe has long since disappeared.

Except for him, no matter if they belonged to the Tongtian Sea Lion Clan or the Biyan Mackerel Clan, their faces were all gloomy and terrifying.

The four of them are sitting here, representing the four strongest royal forces near Hanhai City.

Even if the rest of the royal families have the strength to make love with them, but because the sea area is far away from the Hanhai City, as the saying goes, the water cannot quench the near thirst, so there are very few ethnic groups who can get involved in many things in the Hanhai City.

But less does not mean no.

A terrifying genius of the new generation has an enormous influence on a faction.

Then this genius who suppressed Mo Lin's blood did not come from any of their four clans, so, which clan did he belong to?

"We set the rules of injustice, why don't we... let's go and have a look?"

The old Jiao couldn't help but said.

"This is impossible."

The strong man of the Tongtian Sea Lion tribe shook his head slightly: "The rules have been kept for many years and must not be broken. If you want to know who that person is, you can just ask the younger generation of your tribe afterwards. If he is not stupid, I believe he will realize the matter." seriousness."

"It's true, it's true."

Old Jiao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes immediately.

He has already decided that if he confirms the identity of the other party and knows that there are no strong guards around him, then even if he leads the strong men of the clan to dispatch together, he must completely keep this so-called genius in the city!

"But then again."

The Supreme Elder of the Bi-eyed Spanish mackerel clan seemed to suddenly think of something, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "According to the similar incidents that happened before, it seems that most of them are at the level of cyan. You should all know that cyan and blue are absolutely It’s not on the same level, so this incident can also be said to be the first time it happened, maybe the person who tested it didn’t have a higher talent than Mo Lin, but it’s just that something we can’t understand happened because of some reason?”

"I don't rule out this possibility, but it's very simple to judge."

The old man in the moon-white robe nodded slightly, and then slowly said: "Let's just watch, if this is the case, the stele should not continue to rise, and it will collapse in less than a quarter of an hour , but if it is the situation we thought of before, the stele will continue to climb more or less."

"Yuelao's words are powerful, so let's observe for a while."

The four strong men have their own ghosts, but at this time on Jietian Square, Qianqian's eyes have been attracted by countless demon cultivators.

These monsters have been divided into two factions at this time.

One faction supports Maureen, thinking that Maureen's statement is correct,

There are also some demon cultivators who have a certain understanding of blood coverage but choose to support Qianqian.

This is the so-called heart of supporting the weak.

Youyou Tianmingjiao has dominated the nearby waters for many years, so it is inevitable that it will be a little arrogant and domineering.

But at this moment, a demon cultivator of unknown race suddenly made a provocation, and he was so beautiful, so naturally he was supported by many people.

Of course, there are also many reasons for this because of the "beauty effect."

Lin Feng stood where he was, with his eyes slightly closed, but his spiritual consciousness had already climbed up the stone tablet.

With the existence of the spiritual consciousness of the transcending tribulation period, Lin Feng could vaguely feel the power of a bloodline rising rapidly above the stone tablet.

On the surface, it seems that the stele has not moved at all, but according to Lin Feng's judgment, it is afraid that the stele will really move after another stick of incense.

"Hmph, let me just say that you must have taken advantage of the fact that the power of my bloodline has gradually faded before. After looking at it for so long, the stele still doesn't respond."

Mo Lin looked at the stone tablet that was motionless in front of him, and said with a sneer.

Just these words, even he himself felt a little lack of confidence.

The more silent the stele was, the more flustered Mo Lin was.

Because he was afraid, afraid that when there was a real movement on the stele to connect to the sky, it would instantly shatter his name as the first genius in hundreds of years.

"Young man, hold your breath, it's almost here."

Lin Feng raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Mo Lin’s mouth twitched when the elders taught the younger ones. Just as he was about to refute, he suddenly heard someone shout from the crowd: “Look! The stele has moved!”

"What?"

Mo Lin shuddered, took a few steps back and raised his head, trying to look up to the sky.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the stele, which had already reached more than 2,700 feet, jumped up again!

This jump is tens of feet, and the range is quite obvious, so most of the monks present who paid attention to the movement of the stone tablet saw it.

"Am... am I dazzled?"

A monk muttered to himself.

"You fellow daoist, did you see it too? I thought I was the only one who saw it."

The scene was chaotic.

However, this is not the end.

The stele is still climbing upwards, and the light flickering on the stele is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sky-blue light spots seemed to be splashed with blue ink, and the color was deepening little by little.

"Three thousand feet!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

boom!

There was an instant frying pan on the scene, and there were bursts of rumbling roars on the stone tablet.

Immediately afterwards, the original flickering sky blue light instantly changed to dark blue.

If it is possible to misjudge the height of the stele, then the color of the stele cannot deceive people no matter what.

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