Urban Super Cultivation

"The bloodline in the blood latent stone is not a one-time consumable, because these two people can also figure it out. It will be a shame for the monster!"

In addition to contempt in Chitaki's voice, there was also a touch of disgust.

"Mediocre people are just disturbing themselves. After Qianqian's test results come out, they will naturally understand."

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

At this moment, it is above the attic.

"This... is it because the test of the sky-receiving stone tablet has been completed, and Maureen's blood is gradually melting, so that the power of the red blood has an opportunity to take advantage of?"

Old Jiao was completely dumbfounded.

At the last moment, he was still bragging about how good Maureen was, but in a blink of an eye, he was forced to do it by the power of his blood.

As a Mahayana monk, Lao Jiao naturally knew more about the stone stele.

So he is 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 of the latter is stronger than the former, and the former has been successfully done.

But this result made him unacceptable.

"Have you ever heard of the recent appearance of talented children from any royal family?"

The face of the old man in the moon-white robe has long lost his smile.

Except for him, both the Tongtian sea lion clan or the blue-eyed mackerel clan, their faces were gloomy and terrifying.

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

Even if the other royal families have the strength and beauty of them, because the sea area is relatively far away from Hanhai City, as the saying goes, far can not quench the thirst of the near, so there are few races that can get in touch with many things in Hanhai City.

But less does not mean no.

The influence of a new generation of terrifying genius on a force is too great.

Then this genius who suppressed Maureen's bloodline did not come from any of their four clans. So, which clan was it?

"The anti-normal moment is set by us, or... let's go and see?"

Old Jiao couldn't help saying.

"This is not possible."

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

"It's said, it's said."

Old Jiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He has already decided that if he determines the identity of the opponent and knows that there is no strong guard next to him, then even if he leads the strong from the clan to dispatch together, he must leave this so-called genius in the city!

"But then again."

The supreme elder of the Bi-eyed Spanish mackerel clan seemed to suddenly remember something, and after a moment of indulgence, he said: "According to similar incidents in the past, it seems that most of them are at the cyan level. 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 to be born. Maybe the person who tested did not have a higher talent than Maureen, but because of some reasons, things that we cannot understand temporarily were born?"

"Not to rule out this possibility, but it is still very simple to judge."

The old man in the moon-white robe nodded slightly, and then slowly said, "We'll watch it. If this is the case, the stone tablet should not continue to rise, and it will collapse in a quarter of an hour. , But if it were the situation we thought of before, the stele will continue to rise more or less."

"Yuelao's words are powerful, so let's take a look at it first."

Each of the four powerhouses is pregnant with ghosts, and at this time, on the Tiantian Square, Qianqian's eyes have been attracted by countless demons.

These monster beasts have been divided into two factions at this time.

One group supports Maureen and believes that Maureen's statement is correct, and some demon cultivators who have a certain understanding of bloodline coverage choose to support Qianqian.

This is the so-called support for the weak.

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

And at this moment, a demon cultivator who didn't know what race he was attacking, and he was so beautiful, he naturally received support from many people.

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

Lin Feng stood on the spot, his eyes closed slightly, but his spiritual consciousness had already climbed up the stone monument.

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

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

"Huh, let me just say it, it must be because my bloodline power has gradually faded before you took advantage of it. You have seen so long that there is still no response to the stone tablet."

Maureen looked at the silent stele in front of him and said with a sneer.

It was just that, even he himself felt a little lack of confidence.

The more silent the stone stele was, the more flustered Ma Lin's heart became.

Because he was afraid, afraid that when the stone stele was really moving ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it would instantly shatter the name of his first genius in hundreds of years.

"Young man, keep your breath, it's going to be fast."

Lin Feng raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The tone of the elders teaching the younger ones made Maureen's mouth twitched. When he was about to refute, he suddenly heard someone in the crowd shouting: "Look! There is movement in the stone monument!"

"what?"

Maureen was agitated, stepped back and raised his head, trying to look up to the sky.

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, the stone monument, which had already reached more than 2,700 feet, jumped upward again!

This jump was several tens of feet, and the magnitude was quite obvious, so most monks who were there who only paid attention to the movement of the stone tablet saw it.

"Am I... dazzled?"

A monk muttered to himself.

"This fellow Taoist, did you see it? I thought I was the only one who saw it."

The scene was noisy.

However, this is not over yet.

The stele is still climbing upwards, and the gleaming light above the stele is changing with a degree that is visible to the naked eye.

The sky-blue light spots seemed to have been splashed with blue ink, which was deepening the color little by little.

"Three thousand feet!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

boom!

The pan was fried instantly at the scene, and there was also a roar of roar above the stele.

Immediately afterwards, the originally gleaming sky blue light instantly transformed into deep blue.

If the height of the stele may be judged wrongly, then the color of the stele cannot deceive people anyway.

(End of this chapter)

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