"Nine incense sticks..."

Hearing this, Han Chen and the others were stunned, and the King Kong Demon Ape pursed his lips and said, "That's not very difficult!"

Han Qianjun glanced at the King Kong Demon Ape, and then his gaze swept to the others, seeing that everyone was thinking like this in their eyes, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Although the time of the Nine Sticks of Incense is not long, if you of the Nine Sticks of Incense are really so easy to support, then it is a big mistake!"

After a pause, Han Qianjun looked at the thousand-zhang blood pool, and said: "The erosion of this pool of water is divided into a level with one stick of incense, and every time there is an additional stick of incense, the intensity of the erosion will increase a lot, and if there are nine sticks of incense, the terrible degree of erosion is unimaginable." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When the words fell, Han Qianfeng said: "Our clan has been inherited for 130,000 years, and this blood pool has also existed for nearly 100,000 years, from the ancient God War period, it has been handed down, but do you know that in these 100,000 years, there are no more than five people who can support up to nine incense sticks!"

"And these five people are all the strongest of all the ancestors of our clan!"

Hiss...

Hearing the words of the two of them, King Kong Demon Ape and the others immediately gasped, this grand event in the clan is held once every ten years, in other words, there have been 10,000 sessions since 100,000 years.

But only five people supported the nine incense sticks, which is too terrifying.

"I don't know what it will look like if I have supported the Nine Sticks of Incense!" Guiguzi turned his head to look at the tall and simple, but mysterious ancestral hall, and said softly.

"It has been more than 10,000 years since the Nine Sticks of Incense have been supported, and we have never seen it, and we have never seen it!" Han Qianjun said with a wry smile.

"Look, Han Qing is out!" That Han Shaofeng pointed to the blood pool and shouted.

Hearing the sound, several people also stopped talking, turned their heads to look over, and saw that the pool of blood was stirring endlessly, and the water was exploding. A pale figure rose to the sky, and then turned over and came to the ancestral hall, knelt down on both knees, and performed three kneels and nine bows, and carried out sacrifices.

"It's a pity, it's only a little bit away from the third pillar of incense!"

Looking at the ancestral hall. The eighth row of spirit positions trembled, releasing a pillar of golden-red light, enveloping Han Qing and improving his cultivation, Han Qianfeng shook his head and said.

Han Chen and the others also nodded regretfully.

The golden-red pillar of light didn't exist for a long time, just a few breaths, just. When it dissipated, the aura on Han Qing's body. But it was like a tide, soaring into the sky.

"Jinzun's late realm, not bad!"

Feeling the improvement of Han Qing and the others, many people in the audience nodded secretly.

The grand event in this clan has been carried out until now, although many people have reached the standard and have been gifted by their ancestors. The cultivation has been greatly improved, but the cultivation after the promotion is not very high, like Han Qing, who has reached the late stage of Jinzun. It's just too little.

"Thousands of people, into the pool!"

When Han Qing retreated from the ancestral hall, the voice of the old clan rang out again, and continued again.

This time, Han Cang chose the other younger generations in the clan, and Han Chen and the others were not selected, so they were happy to watch.

Time passed slowly, although the progress of the grand event in this clan was very fast, a group of thousands of people, it was only two or three incense sticks, after all, until now, there was no one who supported more than four incense sticks in the blood pool.

However, there are too many disciples of the Han clan, more than three million people.

Compared with this huge population base, a group of thousands of people is too small.

Han Chen and the others chatted while watching, and two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and the time was noon.

Another group of thousands of people retreated from the ancestral hall, the clan elders shouted, and Han Cang and the other six people swayed the thousand breath talismans like a crowd again.

This time, Han Qianjun, Han Qianfeng, Han Tianqiong, Han Tianshu and Han Shaofeng, all five of them were selected.

"Several, come on!" Han Chen smiled with his fists clenched.

"Well, this kind of opportunity must be grasped by a good student!" Han Qianjun nodded, his gaze extremely determined.

Then the five of them didn't say much, jumped up, and came to the foot of the ancestral hall with the other selected people, and at this time, people found that except for Han Qianjun and a few people, the other five vein branches all had the top ten demonic geniuses appearing.

"What is the purpose of this?" many wondered.

The grand meeting in the clan has only been going on for half a day, and the number of people who have been tested is not even one-fifth, why did the people of the six-vein branch be tested so early?

And it seems that it was discussed by the patriarch of the six veins.

Han Chen's eyes flashed, he turned his head to look at Han Cang, who was sitting on the high platform not far away, only to see that his face was calm, without the slightest wave, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Brother Han Chen, my father just made a bet with the other five patriarchs!" At this time, Han Ling'er came over and said to Han Chen.

Han Chen looked at Han Ling'er, his eyes were even more puzzled, and he said, "What are they betting on?"

Han Ling'er looked at Han Chen, pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "From the beginning of the grand event to the present, there has been no one who has supported more than four pillars of incense, so my father and they will bet to see which clan will support more than four pillars of incense this time!"

"It's really idle and has nothing to do!" Hearing Han Ling'er's words, Han Chen was speechless for a while, this kind of thing is definitely idle.

"What's the stake?"

Han Chen was a little curious, these people were so idle, since they were betting, there would definitely be bets, he was very curious, what would they use as bets.

"Heavenly Rank Five Rank Exercises, three volumes!" Han Ling'er said.

This time, Han Chen was really speechless, shook his head, and said, "I didn't expect your father to be quite rich, and the three volumes of the Heavenly Rank Five Rank Exercises were directly used to bet!"

As soon as his words fell, a voice with a hint of anger rang in the ears of Han Chen and Han Ling'er.

"Stinky boy, don't think that you two are spreading the sound I don't know, tell you, there are many seniors here, and they can hear your little tricks!"

Hearing this voice, Han Chen's face suddenly showed embarrassment, and he turned his head to look at Han Cang, the transmission just now was really from him.

At this time, Han Cang also happened to glance at it, full of threat.

Han Ling'er pointed out her tongue at Han Chen, didn't transmit any more sounds, turned her head to look at the blood pool, and looked at it.

"It's all a bunch of old monsters!" Han Chen shook his head and sighed in his heart.

Without further entanglement, he also turned his head to look at the pool of blood.

Four-pillar incense!

I don't know if there will be anyone who can support it, or how many people can support it.

And for the gift given by the ancestral hall when he reached the four pillars of incense, Han Chen was also quite looking forward to it. (To be continued.) )