This number made Zhao Fan's eyes twitch violently. Of the more than 19,000 Heaven-defying Dao Lords behind him, only more than 4,000 succeeded!
In the initial level, there were more than 98,000 heaven-defying Dao Lords, but less than 50,000 came to this second level. As a result, nearly two-thirds of them fell!
Taojun Sanyue frowned and said, "What's going on? This time the Holy Realm's secret realm is opened, the death rate is much greater than before. There are five levels in total. In the previous sixteen times, there were still more than 40,000 left at the end. The second level has only ended now. Including the initial level, the total number of people who have died exceeds 40,000, and the remaining ones are only over 18,000..."
"It's a bit abnormal, but it's still acceptable. So far, the death rate is less than 50%." Lord Ba Sidao said thoughtfully: "As for the fourth and fifth levels, there will basically be no more deaths. There is only the third level left. Maybe the existing one will be lost by half, which is about 9,000. Adding the previous 41,000, it will be 50,000, and the overall value is still half."
Immediately, he added: "However, the elimination rate is very cruel. At the end of the second level, less than one-fifth of the initial level is left."
"Is there any difference between the opening of the Holy Realm this time and the past sixteen openings?" Taojun Sanyue guessed.
"You ask me, I'll ask who goes."
Mr. Ba Sidao was too lazy to waste his words. At this moment, his state had calmed down. Thinking of the white-robed figure, he looked around, and soon his eyes locked on Zhao Fan. He sent a message and said: "I wonder what your name is?"
"Hunyuan." Zhao Fan said.
"Exchange a token of communication." Although Ba Sidaojun's tone was cold, his character was like this. It was not that he looked down on Zhao Fan, but it was like a miracle that such words came out of his mouth. After all, Zhao Fan reached out to him without knowing him and reversed his fate.
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded and said nothing more. The two parties gathered the communication tokens and exchanged them.
"That old Yinbi nemesis saved you, but you have to take good care of him later." Taojun Sanyue said from the side.
"I want you to take care of it?"
Lord Ba Sidao retorted, but the talkative former kept talking for a long time, but he ignored him.
Among the 18,221 Heaven-defying Dao Lords, there are only 935 Heaven-defying upper-level ones.
However, in the third level, as usual, the upper level has a big advantage!
In the past, the number of people who died in the upper level of Nitian in the third level was less than 100 every time. On the other hand, in the lower level of Nitian, the death rate was as high as 60% and as low as 50%! ! !
Among the colorful beams, the bodies of many heaven-defying Dao Lords naturally floated into the air and rose upwards.
at the same time.
The heads of the undead Dao Lords who had been killed on the ground had their red light rekindled, and their broken bones also flew back and forth, returning to their original bodies and resurrected!
Not only that, even if the heaven-defying Dao Lords who fell here were bombarded to pieces, their chaotic Dao bodies reappeared, and a gust of wind blew by, and their flesh and blood seemed to be scraped clean by an invisible knife, turning into new ones. Taoist Lord of the Undead! ! !
"What a scary place."
"I don't want to die here. Their bones are being turned over and over."
"..."
Many heaven-defying Dao Lords saw this scene before they were about to leave the second level space, and couldn't help but shudder, because the next time the sacred realm is opened again, the undead Dao Lords here will be different compared to this time. An increase of more than 27,000...
