Chapter 38 Into the Blood Pool

Looking at the churning blood pool of blood and spiritual power, Zhou Yunfeng felt that the blood in his body was also churning like the blood and spiritual power in this blood pool.

At least the blood of the ninth-level demonic beast, a stone pool with a diameter of more than twenty meters, as for how deep it is, Zhou Yunfeng still doesn't know how deep it is, but when the demonic beast cultivates, it will mostly change back to its body, and the stone pool that can accommodate a dragon will definitely not be small.

What's more important is that this blood pool is not only the blood of demonic beasts, but also the various heavenly and earthly treasures that Ao Ting has collected in the six god spaces for tens of thousands of years, and it can be said that every drop of blood in this blood pool can be compared to a six-grade elixir.

This pool of blood is equivalent to a pool of sixth-grade elixir, and even more than sixth-grade elixir, this is an infinite treasure, and it is no wonder that Ao Ting will say that as long as he and Xiao Yan can absorb the spiritual power in the blood pool, they can reach level ten.

Although Ao Ting's words were appalling, Zhou Yunfeng knew that Ao Ting's words were not exaggerated, and he may have said them a little conservatively.

But Zhou Yunfeng also knew that it was impossible for him to rely on this blood pool to reach the Martial God, and it was impossible for Xiao Yan to rely on this blood pool to reach the tenth level, because cultivation and improvement depended not only on fighting spirit and spiritual power, but also on the comprehension of the martial arts realm.

Not only is it impossible to reach the Martial God, but even to reach the Martial Saint, Zhou Yunfeng does not dare to expect it, but with the blood of this blood pool, Wuzun and Zhou Yunfeng still have the confidence to impact it.

There are not only spiritual energy and spiritual power in the blood pool, but also things that promote comprehension, not to mention those heavenly and earthly treasures that are invested in the blood pool, just the blood of those demonic beasts can also increase Zhou Yunfeng's comprehension of martial arts several times.

The lowest of these demonic beasts are all ninth-level demonic beasts, which are all equivalent to the existence of martial saints, but they have their comprehension of the Dao in their blood, although it is impossible for these things to all remain in the blood, but there are still fragments of fragments.

Even if it is just a fragment, it will be of great help to a martial artist like Zhou Yunfeng, who is only a martial emperor, so it is not impossible for Zhou Yunfeng to attack Martial Zun.

Because the blood pool is built on the spiritual veins, the spiritual power in the blood pool has not been lost due to the passage of time, but because of the spiritual veins, it is still accumulating and increasing.

"The results of tens of thousands of years of blood dragons, I, Zhou Yunfeng, will feel it well today!" Zhou Yunfeng's heart surged with this heat, and his breathing was a little short, although Zhou Yunfeng was trying his best to control his emotions, but the results showed that his efforts were in vain.

"Whew!"

"Plop!"

Zhou Yunfeng couldn't hold back any longer, his figure flashed, and he flew above the blood pool, only stopping for a short moment, and then jumped into the blood pool.

"Ha Luha! Zhou boy really got a big opportunity this time, but I'm afraid this opportunity is not so easy to bear!"

When Zhou Yunfeng jumped into the blood pool, Xiao Zhan, who was in the Chaos Battle Banner, suddenly opened his eyes and showed a smile of surprise, with a hint of banter and a hint of schadenfreude in his smile.

Zhou Yunfeng didn't hear what Xiao Yan said, but after the pool of blood, his feelings confirmed Xiao Zhan's words.

"Shhh

When he first entered the blood pool, Zhou Yunfeng didn't feel it yet, but after all the blood from the neck down was immersed in the blood pool, the blood had already wrapped Zhou Yunfeng's body, at this time, Zhou Yunfeng felt the burning pain, a burning pain that was completely different from the burning of the earth fire, and Zhou Yunfeng suddenly gasped.

The burning pain was only the first feeling, this was far from over, this was just the beginning, and all kinds of unbearable pain came one after another.

"Damn! What the hell is going on, how is it more uncomfortable than refining the body?" Zhou Yunfeng couldn't help but roar.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the blood pool, Ao Ting, he wants to harm me?" Zhou Yunfeng couldn't help but think.

Originally, he thought that he could absorb endless medicinal power and spiritual power, but he didn't expect that when he hadn't enjoyed these yet, he would enjoy this endless pain first, which would inevitably make him think that it was the blood dragon Ao Ting who wanted to harm him.

But this idea only stayed in Zhou Yunfeng's mind for a moment, and was quickly rejected by Zhou Yunfeng and disappeared.

The reason is very simple, Zhou Yunfeng didn't feel that he had anything on Ao Ting's mind, the most precious thing on Zhou Yunfeng's body was undoubtedly the Chaos Battle Flag, but the Chaos Battle Flag was in Zhou Yunfeng's mind, although Ao Ting's cultivation was shocking, it was impossible for him to find the Chaos Battle Flag.

The other thing is the things in the Falling Thunder Stone, although Zhou Yunfeng knows that the things in the Falling Thunder Stone are not ordinary things, but the Falling Thunder Stone is now in the Chaos Battle Banner, which is more hidden than the Chaos Battle Banner, and it is impossible for Ao Ting to find it.

In addition to these two things, the most precious thing on Zhou Yunfeng's body is probably the pair of medium-grade artifact gloves left to him by Lu Zhanfeng, but Ao Ting is an existence beyond the tenth level, and the medium-grade artifact is probably worthless in its eyes.

Besides, with Ao Ting's strength beyond the tenth level, it didn't need to be so troublesome if it wanted to get what Zhou Yunfeng was on, and Zhou Yunfeng felt that Ao Ting's love for Xiao Yan was not fake.

After thinking about this, Zhou Yunfeng knew that the problem was not anything else, but the blood pool itself, or that this may be a necessary link that the blood pool needs to go through for it to work.

"There is no such thing as pie falling from the sky, and sure enough, even if you get a great opportunity, you must pay a price for enjoyment!" Zhou Yunfeng said with a wry smile.

"Ha Luha, Zhou boy, you are not stupid, you thought of it so quickly! This blood pool is indeed a rare blessed land for cultivation, but this blessed land is not something that ordinary people can afford. The churning spiritual power in the blood pool can be described as furious, if the physical body is not strong enough, it will inevitably be exploded and killed by the violent spiritual power and medicinal impact. Xiao Zhan Da Lu said with a smile.

"Damn, why didn't that blood dragon tell me?" Zhou Yunfeng scolded.

"Ha Lu Ha! This can't be blamed on it, he is a demon dragon, for it, the impact in the blood pool is not worth mentioning at all, not to mention him, even other demonic beasts can easily withstand this impact, maybe it forgets that you are not a demonic beast, but a human. It's also possible that it saw that your physical body was very powerful, and it was already comparable to a demonic beast, so it didn't tell you!" Xiao Zhan continued gloatingly.

"Damn! I thought it was a good thing, but it was a painful thing to think of!" Zhou Yunfeng gritted his teeth and said.

"Ha Luha! boy, you must make good use of such a good opportunity, there will be no such shop in this village after that, enjoy it!" Xiao Zhan said with a gloating smile, and after speaking, he no longer paid attention to Zhou Yunfeng.

"That's right, since it's a chance, then you can't afford it, just enjoy it!" Zhou Yunfeng gritted his teeth and said. Especially when it comes to enjoying these two words, Zhou Yunfeng pauses word by word, and every word seems to pop out of his teeth.

After saying that, Zhou Yunfeng didn't think much about it, endured the indescribable pain, plunged into the blood water, and kept diving to the bottom of the blood pool.

Zhou Yunfeng dived for nearly 100 meters in one breath, and finally reached the bottom of the pool, Zhou Yunfeng sat cross-legged and said secretly: "It is worthy of the place where the demon dragon cultivates, it is actually nearly 100 meters deep, I really don't know how big is the body of Dao Aoting?"

The opportunity is rare, there are only more than three months left before the Six Gods Space is opened again, Zhou Yunfeng does not dare to have the slightest Lang fee, and then they have to leave, and these blood and water will be Lang Fei.

Spiritual power and medicinal power are sufficient, Zhou Yunfeng has nothing to scruple about, since these blood water can bring so much pain to himself, then it can also help refine the body like earth fire and thunder and lightning.

After Zhou Yunfeng sat down cross-legged, the three sets of "Chaos Heart Refining Formula", "Heaven Breaking Formula", and "Thunder Technique" were running at full speed, swallowing the spiritual power and medicinal power in the blood pool like a giant beast.

With the high-speed operation of the three sets of **, Zhou Yunfeng's body, fighting spirit, and soul are all improving rapidly, and Zhou Yunfeng's comprehension of martial arts is getting deeper and deeper.

While Zhou Yunfeng got spiritual power and medicinal power from the blood water, he also got some vague things, Zhou Yunfeng tried to grab these things, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed, so he could only give up helplessly.

But as time goes by, these vague things have not disappeared, but have continued to appear, and more and more.

"Could it be that this is the martial arts fragments left behind by those demonic beasts!" Zhou Yunfeng felt these vague things, and thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yunfeng couldn't help but be happy in his heart, in the blood pool, Zhou Yunfeng was not afraid of insufficient spiritual power, he was only worried that martial arts comprehension would become a bottleneck for breakthrough.

But now with these martial arts fragments, the problem of comprehension can be solved, although Zhou Yunfeng has not yet grasped these martial arts fragments, but as long as they really exist, there will be a way.

Zhou Yunfeng began to spend all his thoughts on grasping these martial arts fragments, but no matter how hard Zhou Yunfeng tried, he still couldn't get the essentials, but Zhou Yunfeng did not give up, changed different ways, and began to wrestle with these martial arts fragments.

In this stalemate, time passed slowly, and soon an hour passed, and Zhou Yunfeng unconsciously entered a mysterious state.

When Zhou Yunfeng began to cultivate, Ao Ting and Xiao Yan were not idle, and Ao Ting took Xiao Yan to another peak in Ridge Dragon Mountain.

"Little guy, show your battle form!" Ao Ting looked at Xiao Yan and smiled.

"Yes, senior!" Xiao Yan nodded and said in a soul voice.

"Little guy, you are the first clansman I have met, you don't want to call me a senior, you can call me uncle!" Ao Ting thought for a moment and said, "I think you can call me Uncle Ting!"

"Yes, Uncle Ting!" Ao Ting was originally an elder of his own clan, so he should be called uncle.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha Okay Uncle Ting will immediately awaken the demon dragon bloodline hidden in your body, let's start!" Ao Ting said with a smile in a good mood.

"Roar!"

Xiao Yan nodded, and his half-meter-long petite body instantly became larger, and a majestic silver giant wolf more than ten meters long appeared in front of Ao Ting's eyes, and Xiao Yan raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl in order not to lose face in front of his elders.

"Little one, I'm not talking about this form, I'm talking about the one with dragon scales!" Ao Ting shouted.

"Oh, Uncle Ting, I usually use this form in battle, you have to see the form with dragon scales, I'll change it immediately!" Xiao Yan explained.

As he spoke, the silver ** hair on Xiao Yan's body began to retract strangely into his body, replaced by pieces of golden scales larger than an adult's palm, and Xiao Yan's embodiment also changed, becoming more than a meter shorter, but growing five or six meters.

"Sure enough, it's the golden dragon bloodline!" Looking at the golden scales on Xiao Yan's body, Ao Ting said excitedly.

The higher the bloodline level, the smaller the number, no matter what race it is, and even more so the Demon Dragon Clan.

The bloodline of the golden dragon is extremely high, so the number is not much, and there can be one more demon dragon with the bloodline of the golden dragon, which is undoubtedly one more genius for the demon dragon clan.

Although Ao Ting didn't know the situation of the Demon Dragon Clan, he was still very happy to be able to find one more genius for the Demon Dragon Clan.