Two hours.

Three hours.

It wasn't until three and a half hours later that Qin Ruo finally let out a loud roar

"His grandmother's, it's not good, it's too cold! I can only use my strength!" Qin Ruo exhaled a cold breath, and his head was about to be frozen.

When the old man in white on the shore saw this scene, his legs were a little weak, and his eyes were a little black.

Since Qin Ruo insisted on it for an hour, he had been closely watching Qin Ruo's every move, never expecting that the kid in front of him would not use any strength, and he would persist for nearly four hours in the Gathering Spirit Pool that could freeze a chemical martial artist to death.

Demons!

The old man spat out the word fiercely, and his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

The longer you persevere, the more unpredictable the young man's talent.

At this moment, Qin Ruo didn't have as many thoughts as the old man, he just felt it now, and Leng hurriedly began to urge the golden dantian in his body, and saw that the dantian exuded a subtle light, and a trace of golden warm power roamed Qin Ruo's limbs.

The blood, which had become rigid because of the cold, began to disintegrate with this golden power, and the blood flowed rapidly.

Feeling the heat in his body, Qin Ruo couldn't help but exhale, if he didn't use his strength, I was afraid that Qin Ruo would be frozen to death in another ten minutes, he didn't want to be a cold corpse without any consciousness.

After about a few hours like this, Qin Ruo was surprised to find that his body seemed to be able to withstand the outermost cold, and a bold thought was suspended in his mind!

He chose to give up using his strength again, but continued to insist, and sure enough, Qin Ruo's body had gradually accepted the temperature of the pool water.

An even bolder thought appeared in Qin Ruo's mind.

He wanted to dive into the pool and push himself beyond his limits once again.

Just do it!

Qin Ruo took a big breath of air, and then sank into the unfathomable pool of water, and soon there was no trace of him in the Gathering Spirit Pool.

The old man, who was thinking about it, was surprised to find that the kid he had been following for several hours was gone, and he looked around in some surprise, but he didn't see him, and couldn't help but rub his eyes.

"What about people?" the old man in white was a little curious, and then suddenly thought of an incredible idea.

"Damn, this kid shouldn't be really that crazy!" The old man in white thought of this possibility, his body trembled violently, and his mouth twitched.

Seven years ago, a brave newcomer did not listen to his advice and had to dive into the pool. In the end, it was frozen alive and turned into an ice corpse and floated on the water.

"Damn, this kid was the last one to come, and I didn't tell him not to dive. What is the matter now!" The old man in white paced back and forth on the shore anxiously, secretly regretting why he didn't sue him.

In fact, the main reason for this is not him, but that there are always some people in this world who are not afraid of death.

The temperature of the pool is getting colder and colder with the depth, and no one knows how deep this Gathering Spirit Pool is, but he is a Xuan-level master, and he will not have the strength to go deep after diving fifty meters at most.

There was once a heaven-level master who made a bet with a strong man, saying that he could step on the bottom of the Gathering Spirit Pool with one foot, and as a result, he dived a hundred meters in one go.

In the end, he swam up desperately, and his body was frostbitten by Yanzhòng, and even alarmed the legendary dragon group for this matter. A dragon group powerhouse personally came to treat the heaven-level powerhouse, and in the end, he was only able to save his life, and the cultivation of that heaven-level powerhouse not only fell, but even shivered every time he recalled this incident.

Inside the pool.

Qin Ruo swam down hard, and the temperature of the water also changed, and the further down he went, the colder it became.

Dive ten meters.

Twenty meters.

Using his strength, he dived another five meters to the point of twenty-five meters.

Qin Ruo has learned turtle breath**, this is a very practical exercise, Lao Immortal once said that if he learned turtle breath**. Only where there is a sea or a lake, even if you face enemies several times your size, you can escape safely.

It was difficult to learn Turtle Breath, but Qin Ruo still learned Hinayana . He didn't want to surface to breathe back and forth, so he immediately decided to use turtle breath**.

Qin Ruopan sat in the pool of water, sealing any acupuncture points in his body, and saw that his heartbeat slowed down rapidly, from dozens of times a minute to a few times. Slowly and slowly, and at last it almost calmed down.

And beside the Juling Pool, the old man was pacing anxiously, and at this moment, a man floating on the surface of the pool opened his eyes wide and jumped out of Tan Shui.

"Whew, I can't hold on. It's fucking cold. Haha, I actually feel like I'm about to become a martial artist with the second most powerful strength!" the man said excitedly.

After a while, a few more newcomers from the ground group jumped up, and each of them had a good harvest, but there was no one who entered the Gathering Spirit Pool and cultivated directly across a small step as the legend.

Hehe, a legend is a legend after all, and if you believe it, you lose.

Time passes slowly.

More than 20 newcomers to the ground group have already landed more than a dozen people from the Juling Pool, and only less than ten people are still struggling to hold on.

Julingtan is not only cold, but also has a strong aura in the pool, and the body will not be able to stand it after soaking for a long time.

Half a day has passed.

There were two people left in the Gathering Spirit Pool.

One is the only martial artist of the Triple Heaven of Transformation among the newcomers this time, and his strength is much more powerful than that of ordinary martial artists. The other is a very young teenager, no one expected that this teenager would last for nearly a day in such a cold Gathering Spirit Pool.

"No more!"

The martial artist of the Triple Heaven of Transformation jumped out, and the moment he broke away from the pool water, he clearly felt the tremendous changes that had occurred in his body.

His meridians were much thicker, and his power circulated several times faster than before. The body has also made a huge breakthrough after the baptism of this Gathering Spirit Pool, and has faintly touched the threshold of the fourfold strength.

Many people looked at the man with envy.

However, the man's eyelids twitched as he looked at the conspicuous boy in the center of the pool, and then he began to envy his talent.

This young man can be said to be the youngest and the worst among the newcomers in this ground group, but his talent has made everyone astonished, a martial artist who has transformed into a heavy heaven can actually hold on to Julingtan for more than ten hours.

What a concept!

Time passed slowly, and everyone on the shore was paying attention to Chu Yangge to see how long he could hold on.

One hour.

Two hours.

At this moment, Chu Madge jumped out of the pool of water, and what was shocking was that his cultivation directly changed from the first heaven of transformation to the peak of the two heavens of transformation.

Oh, my God!

The legend is true!

There was really someone who could advance from the Gathering Spirit Pool, and everyone's eyes as they looked at Chu Madge changed from envy to jealousy.

Talented!

A rare genius.

Even the old man in white nodded with satisfaction when he looked at Chu Yangge. This young man's talent can be said to be the best one in the earth group in recent years, which is comparable to the genius disciples of some ancient martial families.

"Little brother is amazingly talented, I really envy me and wait!" a big man deliberately walked over and climbed the road.

"Yes, yes!" another man said.

"You're welcome. Chu Madge bowed back to many people around him.

While talking to the newcomers around him, he secretly paid attention to the Gathering Spirit Pool, and what made him curious was that he didn't find any trace of Uncle Shi. Uncle Shi's talent is no worse than his own, but why can't he see Uncle Shi.

"Lord Bai, is there another person on the 3rd floor of the Gathering Spirit Pool" Chu Yangge walked in front of the old man in white and asked the question in his heart

The old man in white nodded, and said something that surprised everyone present.

"That's right, there is one more person in this Tan!"

The words of the old man in white made everyone present stunned, and then everyone's eyes were on the pond, but there was no trace of the person, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"No, my eyes don't send, how can there be anyone. ”

"yes, there's no one at all!"

"No, I guess that person may have gone to the bottom of the pool!"

"Oh my God, this is another madman who is not afraid of death!"

Many people around were talking about it, and when they entered the Gathering Spirit Pool, the old man in white had said that he must not dive into the pool out of curiosity, how could there be only a dead end. So everyone took this phrase to heart.

Now, a day has passed, and the madman hasn't come out yet, so something must have happened.

Quite possibly!

"Lord Bai, my uncle won't have a problem, right?" Chu Madge thought of this unfortunate consequence, and hurriedly asked nervously.

If something happens to Uncle Shi, he really won't have the face to face his many beautiful sisters.

Lord Bai's face was not so good-looking, and he said: "Although I am guarding this place, I am not qualified to dive inside, and that person does not know whether he is alive or dead. I need to inform the people above now, don't mess around here, the old man will be back quickly!"

With that, the old man in white left quickly.

The old man came back after about half an hour, but this time he was accompanied by a middle-aged man in black.

This middle-aged man in black is burly and looks quite domineering. has a resolute face like a knife, the face of the national character is not angry and self-threatening, and when he walks, he inadvertently exudes an invisible coercion. Before they arrived, many people were already feeling depressed.

The master of the third level of strength looked at the old man in white with a smile, walking beside the middle-aged man in black, and suddenly showed a frightened gaze.

Who is this person, and he can make the ground-level masters of the ground group so respectful.

I'm afraid it's the legendary heaven-level martial artist! That is, the legendary martial artist who surpasses the Eight Heavens of Transformation Strength!

The man with the third strength swallowed a mouthful of spit, never expecting that the ground group would encounter such terrifying powerhouses one after another.