Chapter 1779: Dark rule

Su Fan immediately guessed in his heart the approximate strength of the first-round passer.
After making several comparisons, he felt that this man's combat power was weak.
Among those of the same God-level combat power, only Jin Ling met this condition.
Therefore, he felt that this person must be Jin Ling.
Of course, Su Fan hadn't considered Murong Yi.
It was just that he felt that Murong Yi didn't have the good luck of Jin Ling at all, and could get the help of a true god.
In addition, after Su Fan entered the Baiyu Pavilion, he had never seen Murong Yi, and Bei Chenhao did not mention this person.
Therefore, Su Fan took it for granted that the other party had been eliminated.
At this moment, it took Jin Ling almost two minutes to finally kill all the enemies that attacked him.
The ground around him was full of tattered metal residues.
The attack of nearly a thousand metal puppets of the gods made Jin Ling, a person who had not been able to reach the level for a long time, felt a great deal of pressure.
Fortunately, with the help of Li Guangbin, Jin Ling successfully passed the first round of the test.
And just after Jin Ling was so tired and took a few breaths.
The metal voice rang from the space again: "The first round of testing is over, congratulations to the testers, the fog barrier spreads out 10,000 meters!"
The vast mist surrounding Jin Ling quickly expanded, and the space for him to move about became a lot larger.
At the same time, a white dot appeared on the pattern in front of everyone.
And this white dot corresponds to the place where the fog diffuses.
At this moment, the five people who participated in the test observed that the white dot was still a long way from the center area.
It takes almost a hundred rounds of battle trials to reach their desired target point.
"Damn, when will this fight go?"
"The Temple of Heaven should be closing soon, right? Where is this too late?"
"At least a hundred rounds of battles, if five people vote for each other endlessly, I'm afraid all of us will be trapped here!"
At this moment, Luo Ting and the other four finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
They all understand that if they continue to practice conservative methods, they are tantamount to chronic suicide.
It has been more than twenty days since the opening of Tiangong.
In a few days, the Temple of Heaven will be closed, and there is not much time left for them.
Just when the other four people focused completely on the level test,
now. Su Fan began to transmit to the Silver Rabbit: "Master Rabbit, how many copies of the inheritance of the second-tier central area are there?"
"Four!"
The silver rabbit responded quickly, and it said without hesitation: "These inheritances were originally reserved for the four kings, so there will only be more and no less!"
"Four copies?"
Su Fan meditated. He remembered that in Fengdutian's God's words, there was only one inheritance.
Obviously, there must be some dark rules he doesn't know.
At this time, Su Fan suddenly brightened his eyes, as if thinking of something, and then he immediately transmitted to Yintu: "Master Rabbit, do you think there is such a possibility? Since there were originally four inheritances, then five people As long as one person is reduced, it means that others have automatically cleared the customs?"
"Ok……"
Silver Rabbit pondered for a moment and said: "It should be true, because according to the legend here, each generation of the four kings who entered the heavenly palace finally succeeded in breaking the virtual and ascending! As for other monks, there are very few examples of breaking the virtual and ascending! "
"Sure enough?"
Su Fan heard the words and recalled the arrogant attitude of the four kings such as Pei Mingbo to the foreign monks, and the guesses in his heart became more vivid.
"The second round of voting now starts, please press the button to choose!"
After Jin Ling's mist spread, the metal sound resounded in the space again.
Su Fan was the first to press the button again, and the person he chose was Jin Ling.
Su Fan was thinking very well. If he insists on eliminating one person to pass the level, then that person must be Jin Ling!
Because, there is only hatred between him and Jin Ling, the kind of endless death.
"Made, who is it? I always have trouble with me!"
On the other side, Jin Ling hadn't breathed a few more breaths, and when he saw someone else had chosen him, he jumped into a rage instantly.
Is this really trying to exhaust him?
However, Jin Ling had just finished cursing this sentence.
He immediately saw that the digital light above his button bounced several times, and finally turned into a "four"!
"My grass!"
Jin Ling's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt that he was maliciously targeted by everyone, and these people wanted him to die!
However, Jin Ling did not know that he really wronged Luo Ting and others.
Perhaps Su Fan really wanted him to die, but Luo Ting and others didn't think so.
After all, everyone's overall time is limited.
And if everyone voted for each other, the time spent would be infinitely extended.
Therefore, instead of letting everyone vote without probability.
It's better to cast all the votes to one person first, and let that person pass the customs first.
Of course, there is no other way. After all, none of them wants to watch others take away this Celestial God level inheritance.
But the problem is, if the temple is closed during the voting process, all of them will have to be trapped here for five thousand years.
The passage of five thousand years is nothing short of a disaster for mortals. No matter how powerful you are in this life, you will only turn into a dead bone in the end.
The five people who can break through this level all have the qualifications to become gods.
If only such an inheritance would ruin their future cultivation path, it would obviously be very uneconomical.
If this inheritance is missed, there may not be no chance to meet better in the future.
And if life is gone, then all hopes will only turn into dreams.
After the voting ended, Jin Ling lived up to expectations and faced another round of new enemies.
"Nima! How many are there?"
When Jin Ling watched a large number of metal puppets coming out of the fog, he almost turned his head and ran away.
However, he has nowhere to escape.
Because he is surrounded by metal puppets everywhere!
Before, the empty space vacated by the spread of the mist was full of puppets, as if they were specially prepared for them.
The number of these puppets is completely out of sight!
one thousand? two thousand? Three thousand?
Jin Ling looked at the dark and oppressive army of puppets, and felt extremely depressed in his heart. He couldn't wait to shave all the four voters alive!
"It's just a few Void God-level puppets, that scared you into such a virtue? After you walk outside, let alone a slave of the god, the really can't afford to lose that person!"
Li Guangbin's soul floated out of the scroll, watching Jin Ling's embarrassment, and said with a look of disdain.