Around the Blood Sacrifice Mountain, it is surrounded by eight major territories. Dust↓緣↖文↘学? Net

Although the other seven territories have lost their qualifications for the baptism of the Blood Sacrifice Pool, except for the purple shirt collar, the seven lords did not control the territory and leave.

Because it won't be long before they will be on an extremely important mission with the Heavenly Nether Domain Lord, they need to wait here for the Heavenly Nether Domain Lord to appear.

"Do you know what the task that the domain master is going to issue?"

"And the domain master hasn't heard anything since the last time I summoned me, and I don't know when she will appear."

"I only know that the domain master seems to attach great importance to this mission, and as for the rest, I don't know anything."

The eight lords, after a verbal exchange, returned to that apparent calm, as if there was no unpleasantness at all just now, and began to talk.

"Don't worry, if it's time to appear, the domain master will naturally appear, and when the time comes, he will naturally tell me what the task is."

The Fish-Man Lord spoke indifferently and directly terminated the topic.

Then, he looked in the direction of the Blood Sacrifice Pool and sneered: "Instead of making these useless guesses, let's take a look at how much cultivation that kid under the command of the purple shirt can achieve in the Blood Sacrifice Pool." ”

In this way, the major lords fell silent and cast their eyes in the direction of the Blood Sacrifice Pool with a sneer.

……

Buzz!

In the Blood Sacrifice Pool, a black figure was sitting quietly in the center, and the viscous pool water like lava slurry around it was slowly flowing, and then it was constantly pouring towards the figure.

On the surface of the figure's body, the black vortex continued to rotate, and waves of devouring light emanated out, devouring all the energy contained in the blood-colored slurry, but turning it into a strange stream of light, and finally absorbing it into the body.

And as more and more strange streams of light entered, the black figure's body gradually condensed a series of marks with different patterns, and the marks became more and more clear and condensed as time passed.

This black figure was naturally Yi Xiaoyao who was covered by devouring spiritual power.

And those strange streams of light are the origin power contained in the essence blood of the Sea King in the Blood Sacrifice Pool, and the mark condensed by it is the origin mark.

After most of the day of devouring and absorption, Yi Xiaoyao already had more than a dozen different origin marks on his body than before, but none of them had reached the level of perfection.

In fact, because of the devouring spirit, this speed of condensing the origin is beyond the reach of others.

But Yi Xiaoyao couldn't be satisfied at all, because he had a greater ambition and goal, that is, at least condensed a hundred origin imprints, and all of them reached perfection!

"At this rate, I don't know what year or month it will take to condense the Hundred Dao Consummation, and the corrosive power in this pool of water is destined for me to not be able to stay here for a long time."

Feeling this state of cultivation, he said secretly with a slight frown.

It's just that if you want to increase the condensation speed of the Origin again, there is only one way.

Enter the deeper areas of the Blood Sacrifice Pool!

Because the deeper it is, the richer and purer the power of the source contained in the pool water.

But at the same time, the deeper you go, the more terrifying the corrosive power contained in the pool water becomes.

At this point, before entering the Blood Sacrifice Pool, those lords had already reminded them that with their strength at the level of these commanders, they could only cultivate on the surface of the Blood Sacrifice Pool, and they were not allowed to break in.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao is fighting fiercely in his heart.

It continued to absorb slowly on the surface of the Blood Sacrifice Pool, and in the end, it failed to condense even a perfect imprint, and left because it could not withstand the corrosion of the force for a long time;

Or go into a deeper area and fight, although the corrosive force will be more terrifying, but the increase speed will definitely be far from comparable at this moment.

Soon, this psychological struggle of his came to an end.

Clearly, he made a more risky, but also more productive choice.

Because he needs strength.

Immediately, Yi Xiaoyao took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became cold, he firmly believed that there was no power in this world, since he wanted to obtain that kind of power, then he had to pay the corresponding price.

If he was helpless even in such a blood sacrifice pool now, what would he do in the future, when faced with that even more predicament? Do you continue to hold back?

In that case, maybe he will never be able to become the strongest person in the world, and he will never be able to protect the person he wants to protect.

With this in mind, a touch of perseverance appeared on Yi Yaoyao's face, and then his body sank, disappearing directly on the surface of the Blood Sacrifice Pool, and began to sink towards the depths of the Blood Sacrifice Pool.

Crash~

The furious devouring power brutally tore through the viscous blood-colored pool water, and the powerful spiritual power rippled, resisting the terrifying corrosive force that poured like a tide from all directions.

100 zhang ...... Two hundred zhang ......

In just a few breaths of time, Yi Xiaoyao has already dived about 400 zhang.

And with such continuous diving, Yi Xiaoyao could also feel that the surging corrosive power was almost multiplying, and that kind of power was like a continuous superposition of mountains.

But in the face of this terrifying power, Yi Xiaoyao still didn't hesitate at all, and continued to go deeper!

It wasn't until the time of the fifth hundred, that layer of devouring spiritual power that covered his body had been shattered by the corrosive power in the pool water, making him feel a pain in his body that was no less than when he used the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique.

Yi Xiaoyao clenched his teeth, his skin gradually reddened, but in those black eyes, not only did not flinch, but became more and more hot and persistent.

Because he could feel that the power of the origin contained in the depths of this blood sacrifice pool had been refined to a terrifying level.

Only in that extremely deep place can it be possible to condense the Origin Mark of the Hundred Paths of Perfection and cultivate the Hundred Laws of the Universe.

"It's not enough!"

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes were red, and he pinched the trick with both hands to resist the power of the pool water, and blessed the speed with the fast character, and continued to dive deeper into the place.

It wasn't until he was eight hundred feet away that he finally couldn't continue half an inch, and the pain that corroded his flesh had reached a level like a deep purgatory.

"Devouring spirit, swallow it for me!"

After stabilizing his body, Yi Xiaoyao's face showed a crazy color, gritting his bleeding teeth, and a low roar came from his throat.

The devouring spirit exploded to an unprecedented level at this moment, causing him to transform into a bottomless black hole in the depths of this blood sacrifice pool, opening up a terrifying devouring spirit.

Boom Boom!

The power of the origin of the rage was directly swallowed away by this power and submerged into Yi Xiaoyao's body.

At this moment, on his body, one after another origin marks began to emerge at a speed visible to the naked eye!

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