Chapter 1635
Walking out of the blood passage, Zhuo Wen saw a huge blood hall, which was also composed of blood red flesh walls and was still crawling.
In the center of the hall, there is a blood pool about a hundred feet in size. The blood pool is filled with rolling blood, flowing continuously and erupting blood gas.
Zhuo Wen could feel that the blood pool contained rich blood power, which was very huge, which made Zhuo Wen respect.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen found dense grievances in this hall. These grievances turned into countless ferocious faces, including human, animal and other strange forms.
This hall is very large, and the number of grievances in it is far more than the bloody channel where Zhuo Wen was before.
"That blood pool is the blood refining God pool, which contains the essence of life for countless years. It is of great benefit to those who enter it, especially those who enter it for the first time. This blood refining God pool is the greatest benefit to you."
"Well, as for those grievances, find a way to eliminate them yourself. I'll leave first, old man."
With that, the white haired old man suddenly whistled around Zhuo Wen. For a moment, all the resentments in the hall were projected onto Zhuo Wen. Those pairs were full of ferocious eyes, and Zhuo Wen's scalp was numb.
"Young man, work hard. I believe these grievances are nothing to you!"
The white haired old man patted Zhuo Wen on the shoulder, and soon he simply drilled into the meat wall next to him.
"This old man..."
Zhuo Wen couldn't help scolding. The spirit of the blood tripod was pitching him. He deliberately drew the attention of these grievances here.
However, Zhuo Wen also knew that the spirit of the blood tripod was afraid that Zhuo Wen would not try his best to drive away his grievances, so he would use such a bad policy.
WOW!
A large number of grievances roared like mountains and seas, and instantly drowned Zhuo Wen.
"There are so many complaints here!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and 70 drops of yellow spring around him rotated at a high speed. With the power of reincarnation, he continued to refine the grievances around him.
Unfortunately, there are too many grievances. Although they have the defense of yellow water drops, there are still many grievances that attack Zhuo Wen's body through loopholes.
Fortunately, Zhuo Wen's body is combined with Dacheng holy body, and his flesh body is unparalleled in the world. Although there are many grievances, it has not caused much harm to him.
Although grievances can affect his mind, Zhuo Wen has a firm will, and most of them are blocked by him, so his mind has not been greatly affected.
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen slowly walked to the blood refining God pool under the endless resentment.
In about a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Wen came to the blood pool. He could even feel the strong blood power gushing from it.
"I hope the blood refining God pool can really help me break through the Holy Spirit!"
Zhuo Wen took off his coat and immediately jumped into the blood pool.
Zhuo Wen knew that he was in a bad situation now. He received the first Yang Sword of Xue Hentian, and that Xue Hentian would not give up.
And the blood devil knows his true identity of Zhuo Wen, and he Zhuo Wen has this change, I'm afraid the blood devil will not be at ease, and there is a great possibility to expose his true identity at that time.
Zhuo Wen knows that if his strength goes to a higher level now, they will be much more calm in the face of xuehentian again.
WOW!
At the moment Zhuo Wen stepped into the blood refining pool, the blood around him suddenly boiled. Then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that a strong and extremely powerful force penetrated into his body from his acupoints and orifices, and derived into his limbs and bones.
At the moment, he felt a warm feeling all over his body. This feeling was very comfortable, and Zhuo Wen couldn't help but hum comfortably and narrowed his eyes.
At the moment when Zhuo Wen entered the blood pool, Zhuo Wen's resentments were all around, as if the blood pool was their taboo.
"Want to escape? It's not so easy."
Seeing the grievances around him escape, Zhuo Wen's eyes grew colder and his right hand pinched the sword finger. Suddenly, more than 70 drops of yellow spring water swept out and began to wipe out the grievances around him.
Zhuo Wen knows very well that if so many grievances are absorbed by the water droplets of the yellow spring, they will be able to produce more than twice the water droplets of the yellow spring.
With the increase of the number of water droplets in the yellow spring, the power of his killing finger will naturally increase.
When Zhuo Wen was immersed in the blood pool, his second part came to a courtyard in Canglong square, which Zhuo Wen arranged for Fu Lao and Xiao Yu to live in.
"Master Mu!"
"Brother Mu!"
Fu Lao and Xiao Yu got up one after another, and their faces were all with a cautious color. They had also discovered that the confrontation between Zhuo Wen and the eight masters of blood hate heaven was also deeply branded in their minds.
The young man in front of him looked young and his accomplishments were not high, but his strength shocked both of them.
Xiao Yu is full of worship, and Fu Lao is hoping. He knows that maybe the young man in front of him can really help him and miss kill the bloody Hentian.
With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he took out a sword like the scorching sun and said, "Xiaoyu, can you help me refine this first Yang Sword? As we said at the beginning, this first Yang Sword should have been one of my rewards for helping you."
"Don't worry, brother mu. I'm a nine Yang physique. I can help you erase the mark of blood hating heaven, and I'll brand my breath in the first Yang Dao sword and help brother Mu refine it." Xiaoyu agreed without thinking about it.
"That's hard!" Zhuo Wen nodded and handed the first Yang Dao sword to Xiao Yu.
Time passed slowly, and in a flash it was a month. At the moment, the grievances in the bloody hall became thinner. Most of the grievances fled directly into other channels in the hall and dared not face the water drops in the yellow spring.
The yellow spring water drops are derived from more than 70 drops to 200 drops. With these 200 drops, Zhuo Wen's killing yellow spring refers to how many times stronger than before.
At the moment, the blood pool is boiling continuously. In the center of the blood pool, a figure with naked upper body sits quietly, like a stone statue.
The naked upper body surface of this figure is covered with countless blood veins, and the blood force in the blood pool continuously flows into its body along these countless veins.
Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes, a wisp of fine awn flickered, and his breath was rising, as if there was a wild beast waking up in his body.
His breath soared from the initial stage of the broken Xuan holy land to the peak of the broken Xuan holy land. However, at the peak of the broken Xuan holy land, the growth rate of Zhuo Wen's breath began to become slow and even stagnant.
"You can't let this growing breath stagnate. You must break through it with all your strength, or you won't have the chance to achieve the Holy Spirit this time. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when to break through next time?" Xiao Hei's calm voice sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind.
Zhuo Wen nodded and without hesitation took out a bottle of porcelain bottles from the Lingjie. All these porcelain bottles are fairy pills. Of course, they are basically top-grade fairy pills.
The quantity of top-quality elixir is limited. He won't waste it casually.
When he opened the bottle stopper, Zhuo Wen suddenly poured out the top-grade elixirs in these porcelain bottles. Then Shengli swept up these elixirs like a snake, pinched and exploded one after another, and incorporated all the explosive powers into his own body.
With the help of these elixirs, Zhuo Wen's breath of stagnant growth was loosened and quickly moved up again.
"Not enough!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and with a move of his right hand, he took out a porcelain bottle from the Lingjie again. The porcelain bottle contained a unique elixir.
Zhuo Wen sighed slightly. There was a little flesh pain. The number of top-quality elixirs was limited. If he didn't have to, he really didn't dare to waste it at will!
However, Zhuo Wen was a decisive person. When he opened the bottle stopper, there were only three pills in it. Shengli grabbed them, wrapped them in one, and pinched them one after another. The surging medicine swept over, and Zhuo Wen's breath rushed to the top in an instant.
At this moment, the eight rules contained in Zhuo's style suddenly merged into his Dantian holy power from his knowledge of the sea along the meridians.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the integration of his holy power and laws had reached a perfect level. If his mind moved, he could use the holy power with eight laws.
Yuan Ying in his elixir field began to curl up and finally turned into a glittering round elixir.
"Yuan Ying Hua Yuan Dan!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a sharp ray. The essential difference between Xuansheng and Tiansheng is that the source of strength of Xuansheng is still Yuanying, while the source of strength of Tiansheng is Yuandan.
The holy power carried by Yuan Dan is more pure than Yuan Ying, and Yuan Dan is not as fragile as Yuan Ying and can resist a heavy blow.
Moreover, as long as Yuan Dan is immortal, its recovery is much simpler than Yuan Ying.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and quietly felt the transformation in his body. He could feel that the holy power in his body, both in quality and quantity, was much stronger than the broken mysterious holy land.
This transformation brought him all-round improvement. With this transformation, his power has improved a lot. Even the power of law is much stronger than before.
Take the void law as an example. If Zhuo Wen shows the void law at the moment, he can shuttle a lot farther than before.
With the strength of Zhuo Wen's noumenon, it is no problem to kill the holy land of Yangtian by using eight rules.
Of course, if you add the finger of killing the yellow spring, Zhuo Wen is enough to kill the holy land of the sky in an instant.
"Little guy, now I'm a saint. Should I be the Lord?"
Zhuo Wen smiled and suddenly untied the fire red belt around his waist, quite jokingly.
The fire red belt suddenly suspended in the air and turned into a huge magma Rive
In the center of the hall, there is a blood pool about a hundred feet in size. The blood pool is filled with rolling blood, flowing continuously and erupting blood gas.
Zhuo Wen could feel that the blood pool contained rich blood power, which was very huge, which made Zhuo Wen respect.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen found dense grievances in this hall. These grievances turned into countless ferocious faces, including human, animal and other strange forms.
This hall is very large, and the number of grievances in it is far more than the bloody channel where Zhuo Wen was before.
"That blood pool is the blood refining God pool, which contains the essence of life for countless years. It is of great benefit to those who enter it, especially those who enter it for the first time. This blood refining God pool is the greatest benefit to you."
"Well, as for those grievances, find a way to eliminate them yourself. I'll leave first, old man."
With that, the white haired old man suddenly whistled around Zhuo Wen. For a moment, all the resentments in the hall were projected onto Zhuo Wen. Those pairs were full of ferocious eyes, and Zhuo Wen's scalp was numb.
"Young man, work hard. I believe these grievances are nothing to you!"
The white haired old man patted Zhuo Wen on the shoulder, and soon he simply drilled into the meat wall next to him.
"This old man..."
Zhuo Wen couldn't help scolding. The spirit of the blood tripod was pitching him. He deliberately drew the attention of these grievances here.
However, Zhuo Wen also knew that the spirit of the blood tripod was afraid that Zhuo Wen would not try his best to drive away his grievances, so he would use such a bad policy.
WOW!
A large number of grievances roared like mountains and seas, and instantly drowned Zhuo Wen.
"There are so many complaints here!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and 70 drops of yellow spring around him rotated at a high speed. With the power of reincarnation, he continued to refine the grievances around him.
Unfortunately, there are too many grievances. Although they have the defense of yellow water drops, there are still many grievances that attack Zhuo Wen's body through loopholes.
Fortunately, Zhuo Wen's body is combined with Dacheng holy body, and his flesh body is unparalleled in the world. Although there are many grievances, it has not caused much harm to him.
Although grievances can affect his mind, Zhuo Wen has a firm will, and most of them are blocked by him, so his mind has not been greatly affected.
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen slowly walked to the blood refining God pool under the endless resentment.
In about a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Wen came to the blood pool. He could even feel the strong blood power gushing from it.
"I hope the blood refining God pool can really help me break through the Holy Spirit!"
Zhuo Wen took off his coat and immediately jumped into the blood pool.
Zhuo Wen knew that he was in a bad situation now. He received the first Yang Sword of Xue Hentian, and that Xue Hentian would not give up.
And the blood devil knows his true identity of Zhuo Wen, and he Zhuo Wen has this change, I'm afraid the blood devil will not be at ease, and there is a great possibility to expose his true identity at that time.
Zhuo Wen knows that if his strength goes to a higher level now, they will be much more calm in the face of xuehentian again.
WOW!
At the moment Zhuo Wen stepped into the blood refining pool, the blood around him suddenly boiled. Then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that a strong and extremely powerful force penetrated into his body from his acupoints and orifices, and derived into his limbs and bones.
At the moment, he felt a warm feeling all over his body. This feeling was very comfortable, and Zhuo Wen couldn't help but hum comfortably and narrowed his eyes.
At the moment when Zhuo Wen entered the blood pool, Zhuo Wen's resentments were all around, as if the blood pool was their taboo.
"Want to escape? It's not so easy."
Seeing the grievances around him escape, Zhuo Wen's eyes grew colder and his right hand pinched the sword finger. Suddenly, more than 70 drops of yellow spring water swept out and began to wipe out the grievances around him.
Zhuo Wen knows very well that if so many grievances are absorbed by the water droplets of the yellow spring, they will be able to produce more than twice the water droplets of the yellow spring.
With the increase of the number of water droplets in the yellow spring, the power of his killing finger will naturally increase.
When Zhuo Wen was immersed in the blood pool, his second part came to a courtyard in Canglong square, which Zhuo Wen arranged for Fu Lao and Xiao Yu to live in.
"Master Mu!"
"Brother Mu!"
Fu Lao and Xiao Yu got up one after another, and their faces were all with a cautious color. They had also discovered that the confrontation between Zhuo Wen and the eight masters of blood hate heaven was also deeply branded in their minds.
The young man in front of him looked young and his accomplishments were not high, but his strength shocked both of them.
Xiao Yu is full of worship, and Fu Lao is hoping. He knows that maybe the young man in front of him can really help him and miss kill the bloody Hentian.
With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he took out a sword like the scorching sun and said, "Xiaoyu, can you help me refine this first Yang Sword? As we said at the beginning, this first Yang Sword should have been one of my rewards for helping you."
"Don't worry, brother mu. I'm a nine Yang physique. I can help you erase the mark of blood hating heaven, and I'll brand my breath in the first Yang Dao sword and help brother Mu refine it." Xiaoyu agreed without thinking about it.
"That's hard!" Zhuo Wen nodded and handed the first Yang Dao sword to Xiao Yu.
Time passed slowly, and in a flash it was a month. At the moment, the grievances in the bloody hall became thinner. Most of the grievances fled directly into other channels in the hall and dared not face the water drops in the yellow spring.
The yellow spring water drops are derived from more than 70 drops to 200 drops. With these 200 drops, Zhuo Wen's killing yellow spring refers to how many times stronger than before.
At the moment, the blood pool is boiling continuously. In the center of the blood pool, a figure with naked upper body sits quietly, like a stone statue.
The naked upper body surface of this figure is covered with countless blood veins, and the blood force in the blood pool continuously flows into its body along these countless veins.
Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes, a wisp of fine awn flickered, and his breath was rising, as if there was a wild beast waking up in his body.
His breath soared from the initial stage of the broken Xuan holy land to the peak of the broken Xuan holy land. However, at the peak of the broken Xuan holy land, the growth rate of Zhuo Wen's breath began to become slow and even stagnant.
"You can't let this growing breath stagnate. You must break through it with all your strength, or you won't have the chance to achieve the Holy Spirit this time. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when to break through next time?" Xiao Hei's calm voice sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind.
Zhuo Wen nodded and without hesitation took out a bottle of porcelain bottles from the Lingjie. All these porcelain bottles are fairy pills. Of course, they are basically top-grade fairy pills.
The quantity of top-quality elixir is limited. He won't waste it casually.
When he opened the bottle stopper, Zhuo Wen suddenly poured out the top-grade elixirs in these porcelain bottles. Then Shengli swept up these elixirs like a snake, pinched and exploded one after another, and incorporated all the explosive powers into his own body.
With the help of these elixirs, Zhuo Wen's breath of stagnant growth was loosened and quickly moved up again.
"Not enough!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and with a move of his right hand, he took out a porcelain bottle from the Lingjie again. The porcelain bottle contained a unique elixir.
Zhuo Wen sighed slightly. There was a little flesh pain. The number of top-quality elixirs was limited. If he didn't have to, he really didn't dare to waste it at will!
However, Zhuo Wen was a decisive person. When he opened the bottle stopper, there were only three pills in it. Shengli grabbed them, wrapped them in one, and pinched them one after another. The surging medicine swept over, and Zhuo Wen's breath rushed to the top in an instant.
At this moment, the eight rules contained in Zhuo's style suddenly merged into his Dantian holy power from his knowledge of the sea along the meridians.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the integration of his holy power and laws had reached a perfect level. If his mind moved, he could use the holy power with eight laws.
Yuan Ying in his elixir field began to curl up and finally turned into a glittering round elixir.
"Yuan Ying Hua Yuan Dan!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a sharp ray. The essential difference between Xuansheng and Tiansheng is that the source of strength of Xuansheng is still Yuanying, while the source of strength of Tiansheng is Yuandan.
The holy power carried by Yuan Dan is more pure than Yuan Ying, and Yuan Dan is not as fragile as Yuan Ying and can resist a heavy blow.
Moreover, as long as Yuan Dan is immortal, its recovery is much simpler than Yuan Ying.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and quietly felt the transformation in his body. He could feel that the holy power in his body, both in quality and quantity, was much stronger than the broken mysterious holy land.
This transformation brought him all-round improvement. With this transformation, his power has improved a lot. Even the power of law is much stronger than before.
Take the void law as an example. If Zhuo Wen shows the void law at the moment, he can shuttle a lot farther than before.
With the strength of Zhuo Wen's noumenon, it is no problem to kill the holy land of Yangtian by using eight rules.
Of course, if you add the finger of killing the yellow spring, Zhuo Wen is enough to kill the holy land of the sky in an instant.
"Little guy, now I'm a saint. Should I be the Lord?"
Zhuo Wen smiled and suddenly untied the fire red belt around his waist, quite jokingly.
The fire red belt suddenly suspended in the air and turned into a huge magma Rive
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