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"No, Junior Brother Zhuo is now the name of the Seven Sects, breaking the record of the Metamorphosis Pool." Feng Tian waved his hand, but his eyes were as sharp as a falcon. He first looked at Zhuo Bufan, and then at the Gorefiend in front of him. Chi said: "Junior Brother Zhuo also wants to try this Blood Demon Pool?"

"Well, the Blood Demon Pool is a good place to exercise, can't I come?"

Zhuo Bufan said with a faint expression.

Liu Chun stretched out his jade hand to cover his mouth, and sneered, "Zhuo Bufan, this Blood Demon Pool is not as simple as the Metamorphosis Pool. You should have practiced some ice technique, so you are not afraid of the cold in the Metamorphosis Pool, but the Blood Demon Pool What gathers here is the essence and blood of powerful and savage beasts, but it is not possible to resist it by any of your techniques."

"Brother Feng can enter the third lap of the Blood Demon Pool, how many laps can you enter?" Liu Chun said, squinting slightly provocatively.

This Blood Demon Pool is where the masters and masters of the Seven Sects killed countless savage beasts, refining and inject their essence and blood into it, and converge into the Blood Demon Pool. The martial artist can use that blood evil spirit to temper the strength of the body. But this Blood Demon Pool is also divided into five circles.

The five circles from the outermost layer to the center all represent the blood of the unintensified wild beasts. The strength of tempering has also become stronger one by one, but the number of people who can enter the third circle of the seven gates does not add up to a thousand people. You have to know seven. The base of the disciples can be calculated in millions.

In the fourth circle, only a few hundred people in the seven gates could temper their physique, and none of the latter became peerless masters. As for the fifth circle, among the outer disciples, no one had ever set foot, because it was there. The essence and blood of a galaxy-level brutal beast, once it enters, must be broken into pieces and burned to death by the blood of the evil spirit in the essence and blood.

"You can enter the first few laps, try to find out." Zhuo Buran looked at the **** Blood Demon Pool, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fengtian came to Zhuo Bufan's side, looked at the vast blood sea, and smiled slightly: "Junior Brother Zhuo, why don't we have a try. Since you can break the record of the Metamorphosis Pool, it is hard to come to this Blood Demon Pool. you."

"Competition?"

Zhuo Bufan turned his head and looked at him, frowning slightly.

"Yes, let’s have a try. I can now set foot on the third lap of the Blood Demon Pool. Of course, if Junior Brother Zhuo is not confident, I will naturally not force it, but... Junior Brother Zhuo, although the Seven Sects respect the strong, the courtesy and righteousness are inferior. No, you hurt Lu Hai, now apologize, let this matter go, how about it?" Fengtian stared at Zhuo Bufan with scorching eyes, and said lightly.

"What if I win?"

Zhuo Bufan squinted his eyes slightly, and said brightly.

"If you win, I will ask them to apologize to you immediately, and will not provoke you in the future?" Fengtian said.

"Okay, compare." Zhuo Bufan's mouth raised a shallow arc. If he couldn't even enter the third lap, it would have no effect on body tempering.

Suddenly, many disciples in the Blood Demon Pool noticed Zhuo Bufan and Fengtiandu. Fengtiandu is the third-year disciple of the seven sects, and the disciples of the seven sects who have been famous for a long time, and there are also An identity, a direct disciple of Hall Master Feng, is enough to attract the attention of many people in Qimen.

And the other one is Zhuo Bufan, who has been in the limelight recently in the Seven Gates. He taught Hongtao, offended Hongling, ranked first in the prison, and broke the record of the metaplasia pool. Yanran is the strongest genius in the limelight, Lian Sutang The Lord was alarmed.

These two people are standing together now, undoubtedly it is a tit-for-tat against Maimang, and there will be a good show, and in the boring cultivation fantasy, such things are undoubtedly a regulator, and it also made many disciples hear from other places. Come here.

In a short while, the sky above the Blood Demon Pool was full of disciples who heard the wind, densely densely covered with the sky and the sun standing in the sky, there were as many as 10,000 people, which was beyond Zhuo Bufan’s expectation. , Could not help but have a headache.

"Go ahead, if you lose, you have to apologize to Junior Sister Liu." Fengtian glanced at Zhuo Bufan, and now he slowly flew into the air and flew towards the blood demon pool. Fengtian had no effect or hindrance, so the opponent flew directly towards the third circle.

The third circle is located in the middle of the Blood Demon Pool, where the blood qi is tumbling like a snake like a dragon. It is obviously much stronger than the blood evil gas in the outer circle. If the strength is insufficient, enter there, only the blood evil gas will enter the body. , It may destroy the body's cells and fascia.

"Zhuo Bufan, if you're scared, it's still too late to give up. Look at this place. There are a lot of disciples from the Seven Sects. If you are embarrassed, you will lose your face today." Liu Chun's lips curled slightly, like A smile is not a smile, full of sarcasm.

"It's winning or losing. It's too early to make a conclusion."

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he turned into a streamer and quickly rushed into the blood demon pool.

"Wait when you lower your head and recognize that you are ugly." Liu Chun squeezed his white palms and snorted coldly, while Lu Hai and Zhang Rong, who stood by, looked slightly cold, and couldn't wait to see. The scene where Zhuo Bufan admits defeat.

Sure enough, as soon as it entered the range of the blood demon pool, the active blood gas that permeated the blood demon pool came from all directions, constantly surging toward the body, penetrating the pores, and continuously tempering the skin, fascia, and bones. ...

It's just that for Zhuo Bufan, the quality of blood qi in this first circle still made him far from feeling the changes in his body.

After all, he practiced Xinglun Yanyu to continuously condense the power of the stars, and his physical strength requirements were much higher than other martial artists.

"Next range!"

Zhuo Bufan’s eyes shot out two groups of brilliant light, flew forward again, and entered the second circle of the blood demon pool. Here, the richness and essence of the blood evil spirit are higher than the previous ones. Ten times, the blood qi that penetrates into the body burns and exercises the body, and the whole body has a feeling of being burned by fire.

And now, Zhuo Bufan also feels the effect of the body being tempered. Although this effect is not particularly obvious, it can be actually felt.

Fengtian in the third lap suddenly slowed down. Instead of rushing to the fourth lap, he stood up in the air and began to practice slowly. It seemed that he wanted to wait for his body to adapt to the blood evil spirit here. To break through the shackles of the fourth layer.

Looking back, he saw Zhuo Bufan actually rushed into the second circle of the Blood Demon Pool. This made Defengtian's face a hint of surprise. You must know that ordinary disciples even even the first circle of the Blood Demon Pool. He didn't dare to go in, but chose to sit cross-legged around the blood demon pool to absorb the weak blood evil energy and temper his body.

This Zhuo Bufan actually rushed into the second lap, which made Fengtian a little surprised, but not surprised. After all, Zhuo Bufan is also a recognized genius, and even the record of the metaplasia pool can be broken. It would be ridiculous if you couldn't make it in the second lap.