This number made Zhao Fan's eyes twitch fiercely. The last 19,000 more than 4,000 were successful!

Initial levels, more than 98,000 against the heavens, less than 50,000 to this second level. As a result, nearly two -thirds fell!

Sanyue Daojun's eyebrows said locked: "What's going on? The opening rate of the Holy Realm is much larger than before. There are five levels in total.

Now that the second level is over, and the initial level has fallen, there are more than 40,000 yuan, and the rest are only more than 18,000 ... "

"It is a bit abnormal, but it can still be accepted. So far, the meteorum rate is less than 50 %." Baba Lao Daojun said thoughtfully: "The fourth level and the fifth level, basically it will not die anymore.

There is also the third level left that may be half damaged, almost about 9,000, plus the previous 40,000, 50,000, the overall is still half. "

When he said, he also said: "However, the elimination rate is ruthless, and one fifth of the start is less than one -fifth of the start at the end of the second level."

"Is there any difference between the secrets of the Holy Realm and the sixteen opening of the past?" Sanyue Daojun guessed.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Babaidao was too lazy to waste his tongue. At this moment, his state has slowed down. When he thought of the white robe, he looked around and quickly locked Zhao Fan.

"Mixed Yuan." Zhao Fan said.

"Swap a message to the letters." Although the tone of Ba Liang Daojun was cold, his personality was like this, but he didn't look down on Zhao Fan. Instead, he came out of his mouth like a miracle. After all

He reached out to help him and reversed his fate.

"Um."

Zhao Fan nodded, and didn't say much. The two sides condensed the message of the message and the exchange was completed.

"That Lao Yin better saved you, and he had to take a good look at him." Sanyue Daojun said.

"Do you want you?"

Baba Daojun said, but the former of the attributes of the attributes chatted for a long time, and he was ignored by him as the wind.

One eighty 1221st among the monarchs against the sky, only 935 are upper than the sky.

However, the third level, according to the convention, has a big advantage on the upper level of the sky!

In the past, the upper floor of the third level, less than a hundred people each time.

Among the colored beams, the body of many against the Sky Daojun rises naturally, rising to the top.

At the same time.

Those who were slashed on the ground were red light in their skulls, and the broken bones also flew around and returned to the original body, resurrected!

Not only that, the counterattacks that fell here, even if they were bombarded to shatter, the chaos bodies were reproduced, and a gust of wind was blowing, and the flesh seemed to be scratched by the invisible knife, which turned into a new one and turned into a new one.

Undead Daojun !!!

"It's a terrible place."

"I don't want to die there everywhere, their legacy is still overwhelmed by the beheading."

"..."

Many against the Tian Daojun saw this scene in front of the second level of space, and could not help but shivered, because when the next time the Holy Realm was opened again, the undead here will be again.
Chapter completed!