The qi around Zuo Qimo's body swelled sharply, and the speed of advancing towards the blood of the demigods became a little faster.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Ten steps.

But when he reached the eleventh step, the blood red light of the demigod flashed, and circles of dazzling luster like rubies radiated out and hit Zuo Qimo's body.

"Bang" for a moment.

Zuo Qimo's body was rushed several feet away, and he fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a pit.

The impact of the blood of the demigods, coupled with the breaking of two bones, Zuo Qimo was not lightly injured, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face became more and more pale, and he looked like he was about to faint at any time.

He's not reconciled!

"The blood of the demigods rejected him." Si Yutian, who witnessed the whole process, made a judgment, "The tolerance range of the blood of the demigods is five zhang. Once inside Wuzhang, the blood of the demigods will detect the reality of those who are close to it, and if it does not meet its requirements, it will be immediately bounced away, without mercy. ”

Ye Luo saw Zuo Qimo's miserable appearance, and his heart palpitated, and said, "He is a ninth-order mad martial artist, and he has been bounced off by the blood of the demigods. I'm just a third-order mad martial artist, if I had passed, wouldn't I have been crushed into pulp by the blood of a demigod? ”

Si Yutianfeng's eyes crossed a deep meaning: "Not necessarily." It's not that simple. ”

"What do you mean?" Ye Luo didn't understand.

"I feel that a psychic thing like the blood of a demigod will definitely not be judged by a superficial level of cultivation to determine who can possess it." Si Yutian thought thoughtfully, "In addition to cultivation, other factors also need to be taken into account, such as bloodline. ”

"It's kind of interesting, shall we go down and give it a try?" Ye Luo was eager to try.

"Don't worry."

Si Yutian pressed his fiancée's shoulder, and a deep color crossed his phoenix eyes, "The blood of the demigods, just like the fragments of the Golden Emperor Bell, is not first-come, first-served, it depends on chance." We'll wait a little longer. ”

It's also good to look at more cases and gather some experience.

Ye Luo understood what he meant.

Sure enough, it had only been a quarter of an hour, and the news that there was the blood of a demigod in the Glimpse Pool had already spread. The disciples of the Nine Palaces Temple all have special contact methods with each other.

The attraction of the blood of the demigods is very great.

After a while, people from all sides had gathered.

After the Qingfeng Palace, the next wave of people to arrive is the Killing Palace. Wen Ning rushed over, looked at the blood of the demigods with an expectant expression, and said secretly: "You have to get it!"

She tried to go in the direction of the Shadow Pool.

However, when he walked a distance of about six feet, he was bounced back by a strong recoil force.

"Hmm."

The blood-colored ripples released by the blood of the demigods shook Wen Ning's body, hurting her lungs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, overturned and flew out.

Ye Luo's golden eyes darkened, his heart sank, and he muttered, "Ning Er is not as good as Zuo Qimo." Zuo Qimo could get close to at least five zhang, while Ning Er was isolated from six zhang. ”

Si Yutian analyzed: "Wen Ning is not as good as Zuo Qimo, that is normal." Zuo Qimo is the eldest son of the Zuo family, with the blood of a beast tamer, he is considered a genius, and the master of Qingfeng Hall values him very much. ”

Ye Luo glanced at his mouth: "Ning'er is not bad."

Si Yutian smiled and did not refute again.

"Blood of the demigods! It's the king's! This king's! ”

A roar came from mid-air,