Dozens of feet away from Lingfeng is a huge pond.

In the pond, the dense blood water was as red as magma, and the huge energy slowly rose, shining red on the ancient trees around them.

"This pond is the Dragon Pool, you only have one chance to enter the Dragon Pool in this life, in addition to the essence and blood of the true dragon in the Dragon Pool, the pure yang water is also a unique treasure, which can improve your physique, increase their qi, blood and physical strength, you must do your best to absorb it, it will be very beneficial to you in the future." ”

The giant who was in charge of the assessment of the Nirvana Monument before said: "But the old man still has to remind you, do everything according to your ability, if you don't cultivate enough, and you are forcibly knocked out by the water pressure, no one will save you......"

"It's almost time, you guys hurry up and jump into the dragon pool. ”

Ba Cangqiong raised his head and stared at the scorching sun in the sky, and couldn't help but urge.

Several holy sons and saints led by Su Mei'er immediately fell into the dragon pool like frogs.

"Ling Feng, last time in the Four Saints Square, we didn't get into a fight, this time let's see who has held out in the Dragon Pool for a long time. ”

The little overlord raised his little black head, raised his arms like lotus roots, and smiled playfully at Ling Feng, like a leather ball, and smashed into the boiling dragon pool.

Watching the little overlord disappear into the pure yang water, Ling Feng couldn't help but smile, turned to stomp under his feet, and rose from the ground, like a shocking dragon, sweeping into the dragon pool.

The mouth of the pond is about the size of a football field. Accommodating ten people is not crowded at all, there is enough space for ten people to absorb the pure yang water and sparse dragon blood in it.

As soon as Ling Feng entered the Dragon Transformation Pool, he found the pressure brought to him by the surging Pure Yang Water around him. Indeed, as the world said, it has reached a huge force of about one million catties.

However, Ling Feng's physical body is extremely strong, and the huge strength of one million catties is simply a breeze for him, and it is not worth mentioning.

In order to avoid getting too close to the other Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, Ling Feng sank directly to the bottom of the water.

With constant infiltration. He found that the temperature around him had reached at least a thousand degrees, and the pure yang power and dragon blood gathered were even more refined.

The body sank to about a hundred meters. Ling Feng stopped his movements, because he found that this dragon pool was small on the outside and large on the inside, and at this moment, as he looked at it, he found that the surroundings were red. The vastness is boundless, with no end in sight.

Time was pressing, Ling Feng naturally wouldn't waste time wandering around, he immediately pinched out the cumbersome marks with both hands, and used the mysterious spirit drawing technique in his memory.

With the use of the Spirit Drawing Technique, several red energy vortices several zhang wide appeared around Ling Feng, and the majestic energy within dozens of zhang quickly converged towards Ling Feng's body and penetrated into his body.

Because of his special means, Ling Feng now draws on the power of pure yang and the speed of dragon blood. At least seven or eight times faster than other holy sons and daughters.

The majestic energy entered Ling Feng's body, moistening his internal organs, forcing the aura in his body to skyrocket. The power of the physical body is also soaring.

After the tea time, Ling Feng's cultivation reached the peak of the Juyuan Realm, approaching the threshold of the Shenqiao Realm.

Ling Feng had not yet found a place where the power of the Five Elements converged and condensed the Five Elements Yuan Dan, so he naturally refused to step into the Divine Bridge Realm.

He forcibly pressed the urge to break through, channeling the pure yang water and sparse dragon blood in his body into the soul ring in the 'Mingtang Technique'.

The age division of the soul ring. White is 100,200 years and gray is 200,500 years. Blue is 5001000 years, green is 10005000 years, red is 500010000 years, and gold is more than 10000 years.

The longer the soul ring passes, the stronger the talent and supernatural powers obtained.

The soul ring of this nine-headed red flame python inlaid by Ling Feng is itself thousands of years old, and the surface layer is close to green.

At this moment, with the nourishment of the dragon's blood, the color of the soul ring condensed by this nine-headed red flame python began to slowly transform from blue to green, and then to red......

Every time the color of the soul ring changes, the years continue to soar, from a thousand years, slowly metamorphosing to 10,000 years, 20,000 years......

Similarly, the color of the soul ring is transformed, and the power of the natural skill in the soul ring, Bloodthirsty, increases rapidly.

Previously, Ling Feng's first soul ring's innate skill, Bloodthirsty, could only absorb ten percent of the enemy's qi and blood, and every time it changed color, it doubled.

At this moment, if Ling Feng was to make a move with someone, the qi and blood in the enemy's body would reach twenty percent, thirty percent, and it would increase little by little......

With the increasing power of the natural skill bloodthirsty, it is conceivable that if you start with the enemy, the opponent has no other hole cards, and there are no dozens of moves, because the qi and blood in the body are exhausted, and become a fish to be slaughtered.

I don't know how long it had been, but Ling Feng found that the first soul ring had completely turned into gold, like a golden gem.

He initially sensed it, and found that the innate skill of his soul ring, bloodthirsty, had reached a terrifying increase of fifty percent.

In the past, when the enemy fought with Ling Feng, because of the effect of ten percent of the bloodthirsty, he could hold on to dozens of moves, but now he can't make ten moves at most, and even the power to hold the weapon will be lost.

Ling Feng came to his senses from the process of absorbing the dragon's blood, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he turned like a dexterous fish to swim deeper to the bottom of the water.

At this moment, Ling Feng faintly felt that the water pressure around him had reached about 10 million catties, which meant that Ling Feng had been in the Dragon Transformation Pool for nearly ten hours.

According to Ling Feng's estimate, ten hours and ten million catties of huge strength should be the limit of several other body saints except Su Mei'er.

The truth was indeed as Ling Feng had predicted.

On the top of the mountain, as the Dragon Pool opened for more than ten hours, there were already Holy Sons and Holy Daughters jumping up from the Dragon Pool one after another.

After the washing of the dragon pool, the cultivation of these holy sons and saints who came out almost all skyrocketed.

"This time the marrow of the Dragon Pool, these holy sons and saints have gained a lot. ”

The Golden Pupil Blood Tiger Giant stroked his chin and said lightly.

"Hey, I have gained a lot, but I still haven't found that holy relic, which always makes me feel like I am lost. ”

The giant of the Seven Star Red Mosquito Clan said.

"That holy relic is hidden in the depths of the Dragon Pool, it has its own consciousness, and there is no way to find the left and right phases of our soul beast clan, even if these holy sons and saints are amazingly talented, what is the use?

The giant of the Three-Element Alien Ox Clan walked over, stared at the surging Dragon Pool, and muttered.