Chapter 491: Life or Death

When Qin Lang came to the third floor and saw the seven stone statues holding bowls, he finally understood why the Blood Lord said that this floor could be fought or not.

Different from the first two floors of the temple, if you want to activate the enemy on this floor, you must first perform a blood sacrifice and then be summoned to the alien battlefield.

"This place is most likely a training ground for the warriors of the God's Fall Order, and this stone tablet should record the [God's Fall Domain]."

Qin Lang came to a wordless stone tablet and said, "You can't learn [God's Fall Domain] without passing the test. Are you sure there is no problem?"

As far as his own lineup is concerned, there is absolutely no problem with the Witch, Wan Ziyi, Blood Lord and the four of him. What Qin Lang is really worried about is Lin Xiaomei, Yinhu and Yang Ye. If they cannot kill the battle sacrifice within the ten-minute ceremony Master, what awaits them must be death.

"Boss Qin, please rest assured that this is of our own free will. We will try our best to complete the trial and have no regrets even if we die." Yinhu and Yang Ye both expressed their stance.

It's not that they are not afraid of death, but they know more clearly that in this end of the world, when the environment is getting worse and the gods are awakening one after another, they can either fight to become stronger or wait for death in comfort. There is no third way.

"Xiao Mei, what about you, are you confident?" Qin Lang came to Lin Xiao Mei.

Lin Xiaomei glanced down at him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, before I met you, I came here alone. I am not a parallel import like Huang Long."

"I'm right next to you. Next time you say something bad about me, can you go behind my back?" Huang Long was quite depressed and complained to the witch: "Sister-in-law, look at her."

"Xiao Mei, why are you talking to your second uncle?" The witch said quietly, and Lin Xiao Mei was frightened all over.

Second uncle? What a mess, how do you calculate this seniority? Lin Xiaomei is also his woman...

Qin Lang was quite speechless and returned to the topic: "Now that everything is ready, let's go in. Remember, you only have ten minutes, you all have to come out alive, okay?"

"OK!"

"Let's get started!"

——[Star Promotion Ceremony]

Qin Lang decisively held a ceremony for the three of them.

The blood slowly flowed into the sacrificial bowl in the hand of the stone statue. When the blood spread along the lines until it covered the formation in the bowl, light flashed and seven people disappeared at the same time.

Qin Lang looked up and saw that it was still the familiar alien battlefield. Gods continued to fall and their own attributes were being reduced.

The stone statue not far away came to life with a tremor.

This is a slender priest wearing a robe and holding a large iron halberd. His realm is [Ancient God].

"It doesn't look very tough. Try to win quickly."

Qin Lang took a deep breath, the stars on his body flashed, and he took the initiative to attack. Shenqiao flew straight out and hit him hard.

The battle priest wielded his iron halberd and struck hard.

…

The third floor of the temple.

"Damn it, brother, you are too fierce. It has only been a few minutes and you are killed by it?"

Huang Long had an expression of disbelief on his face. Of course he knew that Qin Lang was very strong, but he was still in his infancy after all. No matter how weak the priest was, he was still an ancient god... The battle ended in less than two minutes, so he could be called a peerless fast man.

"I don't know what the attack power is, but it's quite fragile anyway."

Qin Lang shrugged. The fight was boring and he won without seeing the opponent's moves clearly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three ancient gods Wan Ziyi, Witch, and Blood Lord returned to the third floor one after another, and they were all easily captured.

This is not surprising at all. They are all Ancient Gods who can exert 100% of their strength, especially Wan Ziyi. Among the Ancient Gods, they are all T1 existences. They can deal with Ancient Gods who only have souls left and can exert 20~30% of their combat strength at most. , it must be easy to handle.

Again, there are only three [Pseudo Gods] that Qin Lang is most worried about, Yinhu, Lin Xiaomei and Yangye.

"How long have they been in there?"

Qin Lang asked.

"It's been seven minutes." Rabbit Girl looked at the time and said.

"Um."

Time passed by second by second.

Eight minutes, nine minutes, ten minutes...

When everyone held their breath and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, Yin Hu fell from mid-air, covered in blood.

"Brother Yinhu!"

Sister Tu was shocked and rushed over to treat his injuries immediately.

"What took so long?"

Qin Lang also walked over and asked, Yinhu is the strongest among the three, but he is fighting so hard? It shouldn’t be!

Yinhu panted for a while before he had the strength to speak, "Boss Qin, I have to tell you something. Don't be sad after hearing this."

"What's up?"

Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat.

Yinhu said with difficulty: "Your ritual... is useless in the alien battlefield."

"What do you mean? Huh?"

Qin Lang was stunned and his heart dropped.

Is the ceremony useless?

Doesn't this mean that Yin Hu and the others... fought against the ancient gods at the divine level? !

Is this still possible? !

How the hell do you live like this?

Qin Lang had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that the ceremony would be invalid in the special space.

Let's talk about Yang Ye and Lin Xiaomei...

"Thirteen minutes..." Qin Lang looked down at the time, feeling an unprecedented sense of guilt that made his heart twist.

"Boss..." Lao Li came over and patted Qin Lang's shoulder gently. He wanted to say some words of comfort, but Qin Lang raised his hand to stop him.

"Wait a little longer."

Qin Lang sat down and stared at the stone tablet.

There was nothing he could do but hope for a miracle.

The atmosphere was so solemn and suffocating that no other sound could be heard except the sound of breathing.

A full three hours passed.

Qin Lang stood up silently, "Let's go."

"..."

Everyone followed Qin Lang in silence and headed to the fourth floor.

When he reached the middle of the stairs, Qin Lang couldn't help but look back at the stone statue again, feeling sad and guilty.

Even if he has seen too many life and death along the way, it is difficult for him to get used to it.

"Let me carry you away." The witch said cautiously.

"Need not..."

Qin Lang shook his head. The moment he stepped forward with his front foot, two rays of light suddenly appeared. It was Lin Xiaomei and Yang Ye.

The two of them were like two bloody gourds, falling heavily to the ground, with almost no good flesh left on their bodies.

"Xiao Mei!"

"Master Sheep!!"

Qin Lang rushed down quickly, and Sister Rabbit immediately healed the two of them.

Lin Xiaomei fell into a severe coma and was dying. Yangye was stronger than her, but he was also seriously injured and kept coughing up blood. Tumei used all her strength to stabilize their injuries.

Mr. Yang said weakly while coughing: "I almost... almost left this old bone in the alien battlefield. After it died, there was no one to collect the body. Boss Qin, you have tricked me... There is no ceremony Use it.”

"I only found out after hearing what Yin Hu said. Before that, I really didn't know that being dragged into the alien battle would invalidate the ritual... How did you win?"

Mr. Yang closed his eyes and gasped, "I don't really want to remember, let me sleep for a while..."

"Okay, then you go to bed first, Huanglong, and grill the meat."

Qin Lang threw the remaining ancestral meat to Huanglong and asked him to roast it. This ancestral meat was also miraculous in healing injuries.

"How is Xiao Mei doing?"

Qin Lang asked Sister Rabbit.

"Don't worry, Boss Qin, your vital signs are very stable and everything will be fine."

"That's good."

Qin Lang nodded. Suddenly, the stone tablet behind him shone brightly, and then, two mysterious forces penetrated into the bodies of Lin Xiaomei and Yang Ye respectively.

"Divine Fallen Realm?!"

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