Supreme Training System

Chapter 10 The Most Precious Blood Pool

"A sea of ​​blood like a vast ocean, how many creatures need to be killed to gather it together?"

It turned out that behind that stone wall was a vast ocean.Wang Yang is completely condensed with the essence and blood of living beings.

The aura emanating from those blood essences was even stronger than that of the cave warrior.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player 'Zhao Xing' who discovered the blood pool, the most powerful artifact of the Blood Demon Sect. Do you want to charge it?"

The Blood Demon Sect is a holy land within the territory of the Great Chu Kingdom, as long as it is a warrior, it is impossible not to know it.

The suzerain, the blood demon old man, is a supreme master in the realm of Nirvana.

It is rumored that he has cultivated to the ninth level of Nirvana, and he is only one step away from being able to return to the source and touch the supreme realm of heaven and man.

However, this seemingly small step turned into a supreme chain, locking him firmly.

And the reason why the Gorefiend old man was unable to break through the final hurdle was rumored to be because of the loss of the Supreme Precious Blood Pond.

"Charge!"

It is impossible for Zhao Xing to hesitate, and he said firmly.

"War Weapon: Blood Pool."

"Quality: Acquired Spirit Treasure. In the ancient times, there were supreme blood demons who choleraed the world and slaughtered endless beings. They drew the water of the endless river of blood from the land of annihilation, and then used the supreme magic power to fuse it into one, forming a pool of blood. Rumor has it that the blood pool has the supreme existence of the Land of Silence, and the imprinted Great Shura shatters the divine light."

Zhao Xing was taken aback, although in the Great Chu Kingdom, he did not get any information about the Houtian Lingbao.

However, as a traverser, he naturally knows the power of this weapon.

At least, there is no comparison between the so-called three-level weapons of Heaven, Earth and Human, and the blood pool of the Houtian Lingbao level.

At the same time, the endless bloody ocean suddenly set off endless ripples, and the soaring blood essence turned into a huge amount of energy, rolling and rising in the entire cave.

Zhao Xing was only passively absorbing the essence between heaven and earth, and it turned into experience points.

"Good thing! Really good thing! Even if you meditate every day to absorb the essence from the sea of ​​blood, it can also improve your strength just like killing monsters and upgrading."

"Although the experience value is only increased by 1 point each time, it seems to be a drop in the bucket for the ever-increasing demand for experience points. Even so, there are still those so-called favored ones who can't match the speed of improvement."

At this moment, a violent breath suddenly came from the cave behind Zhao Xing.

"Haha! Such a strong aura of blood essence must be the most precious blood pool. I, Murong Qiushi, have indeed been favored by heaven and earth, and found the most precious inheritance."

As soon as the words fell, a pale and stiff-looking figure appeared in the palace.

"30 years! For 30 years, I combed through all the clues, and finally let me find a little trace of the treasure."

"As long as I can get the blood pool to cleanse my body, I will be able to eliminate the stubborn diseases in my body and step into the supreme Nirvana state in one fell swoop."

As a warrior of the Blood Demon Sect, practicing martial arts not only needs to absorb the blood essence of the strong.At the same time, even his own blood was not spared.

Every warrior of the Blood Demon Sect looked a little malnourished and lacked any blood.

However, it does not mean that their strength is weak.

"Hey! There is also a little bug here. He has already stepped into the seventh level of body tempering at a young age, and he is considered a proud boy."

There was a hint of praise in the words of the fair-skinned warrior.

Suddenly, his tone changed, and he said gloomyly: "In normal times, I would have taken you as my disciple. Now? Only the dead can keep the secret of the blood pool."

Although the aura on his body is a bit messy, he can't display [-]% of his combat power.Murong Qiushi did not take Zhao Xing seriously.He who opened up the Eight Great Caves, wanted to kill a martial artist of the seventh level of body tempering, it was as easy as the palm of his hand.

At this time, Zhao Xing was also unprecedentedly difficult.

Although the other party looked thin and weak, but the golden light was as dazzling as the sun, which surprised him, and made him more at a loss and at a loss.

The compelling golden light represents the brilliance of the boss.

What are bosses?
For players, it represents a big explosion.

And the combat power of the opponent has already exceeded his imagination.

Although frightened, but not afraid.

war!
Where Zhao Xing still hesitated, he clicked on the special item Martial Arts Experience Pill.

"Ding! Congratulations to player 'Zhao Xing' for taking the Martial Arts Experience Pill, please choose Martial Arts Combat Skill?"

The mottled hall, although it looks spacious.However, all escape routes have been blocked.Now, for Zhao Xing, upgrading the Thirteen Deadly Swords has become a top priority.

Martial arts experience pill is worthy of being the supreme treasure.When Zhao Xing chose Thirteen Swords, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

A figure danced in his sea of ​​consciousness.And Zhao Xing's soul seemed to be moved by it.The soul seems to be like a dry sponge, constantly absorbing the essence of martial arts.

When that figure dissipated, Zhao Xing's consciousness hadn't even returned.

"Catch it without a fight? It's a bit self-aware!"

In Murong Qiushi's eyes, Zhao Xing's behavior at this time was kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"Since this is the case, I will give up the idea of ​​ravaging you and send you back to the west."

As soon as the words were finished, Murong Qiushi raised his palm, closed his hands together, and separated them in an instant.

A wolf-headed thick-backed saber lingering with endless bloody aura appeared in Murong Qiushi's hand.

With a random slash, the blood-red gangsha formed a streak.

This practice is not easy.

Not only has the sharp defense-breaking ability, but more importantly, it is devouring.

Once the martial artist's physical body was torn a hole.

The bloody horse will suddenly burst out with unparalleled devouring power, instantly devouring the wounded's essence and blood.Even the essence in the bones will be empty.

All that was left was a skeleton that looked like it had been dead for decades.

Even if a warrior who has stepped into the realm of the cave, there is no other way but to flee wildly.

It seemed that he had seen Zhao Xing die under Pi Lian, and he didn't pay attention at all, but set his eyes on the tumbling and shrinking supreme sea of ​​blood.

It seems that he imagined the scene where he controlled the Supreme Blood Pond, and then roamed all over the world, looking down on everyone.The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, filled with a cheerful smile.

At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his head and body turned around in an instant.

But in front of his eyes, there was only a bright light.In an instant, it traveled through the void and locked directly between his eyebrows.

Between the eyebrows, also known as the Heavenly Palace, is where the martial artist's sea of ​​consciousness resides, where his soul resides.

The soul is also the emperor of heaven.

The soul of the warrior dominates the heavenly palace, and he is the emperor.

If the Heavenly Palace is shattered, the martial artist's soul is like water without a source, a tree without roots, and eventually, like a candle, it will die with the wind.

Even though Murong Qiushi was arrogant and arrogant, he didn't dare to experiment with the Sea of ​​Consciousness and Heaven Palace.

(End of this chapter)