The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 533 Head to the Blood Pool!
Chapter 533 Head to the Blood Pool!
Chapter 533 Head to the Blood Pool!
For more than a month, practicing Abi Dao killing and dueling has become the theme of Ling Hantian's life, but, because most of the fighting power is hidden in the duel, it does not help him improve his cultivation.

Moreover, during the whole process, Ling Hantian had to change his body shape and appearance several times, and finally got together ten killing points.

As for the first move of Ah Bi Dao's Killing Dao, Infernal Killing Dao, if one has to define the progress of cultivation, I'm afraid Ling Hantian has not even reached the entry level.

This also made Ling Hantian very helpless, this Abi Dao mainly focused on killing, and in the past month or so, he had not participated in many duels, not more than ten in total.

There is no way, if you participate in the duel too intensively, even if Ling Hantian can pretend again, there will probably be loopholes, and people who are interested will see it.

Therefore, he had to be extremely careful every time to conjure up a suitable identity, which took Ling Hantian a lot of time.

But fortunately, the hard work of more than a month was not in vain, Ling Hantian finally earned ten killing points, and had the opportunity to enter the blood pool to practice.

Chu Xingkuang once said that day, if with Ling Hantian's current cultivation base, he enters the pool of blood and breaks through to the alchemy realm, that's a certainty.

However, Ling Hantian felt that even if Chu Xingkuang was suspected of being exaggerated, if he could enter the blood pool to practice, he might be able to improve his cultivation, and maybe reach the limit of the innate realm.

However, when it comes to Chu Xingkuang, Ling Hantian is also a little depressed. More than a month has passed, and Chu Xingkuang seems to have disappeared. Ling Hantian is addicted to A Bi Dao, and he has no time to find Chu Xingkuang.

Ling Hantian reckoned that he would look for Chu Xingkuang after completing the cultivation of the blood pool and improving his cultivation base.

The safety zone on the fourth floor is very large. Ling Hantian walked for about half an hour, and finally came near a huge basin.

In the distance, in the middle of the endless plain, there is a deep and secluded pit, the bloody aura is soaring into the sky, there is no life fluctuation around, and there are no buildings, only a black altar with scarlet flames on it moving.

"Is this the blood pool?"

Ling Hantian frowned, he stopped to watch, and listened carefully, there seemed to be a faint sound of 'cuckoo' coming from the big pit in the distance.

The demon clone was summoned, and the powerful soul power overflowed like a tide. Ling Hantian held the real martial mad knife in his hand, and proceeded cautiously.

Every time he advanced a certain distance, Ling Hantian seemed to be extremely cautious, and the surroundings were as deadly silent, except for the louder and louder 'cuckoo' bubbles, there was only the sound of Ling Hantian's footsteps.

"According to the previous inquiries, there should be an invisible guardian circle around the blood pool, which must be opened with a killing point."

In the past month or so, Ling Hantian also inquired a lot about the blood pool secretly. Of course, every time he inquired, Ling Hantian inquired a little bit from different people, and finally connected them together.

According to the information he inquired, this blood pool did exist from ancient times, and there was an invisible barrier around it. This barrier was so powerful that it could not be broken by violent means.

Later, after countless people's groping, a method was finally summed up, which is to use the so-called 'killing point'.

But it seems that everyone has only one chance to enter the blood pool.

In other words, no matter how many killing points you get in the future, it is useless, and you cannot open the barrier of this blood pool.

This also explained why the area around the blood pool was so deserted.

The masters on the fourth floor have basically entered the blood pool. None of them can enter the blood pool, or they are warriors with very low strength and exhausted potential.

Therefore, this is also the reason why Ling Hantian was so careful when earning killing points before.

Because of the fourth floor, there are really very few people who are still working hard to earn killing points.

While pondering, Ling Hantian had come within a kilometer of the blood pool, but he still hadn't touched the so-called barrier.

But he could hear more clearly the sound of water bubbling from the big pit not far away.

It was as if boiling water was boiling, and the endless bloody aura was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was almost covering people's sight.

Ling Hantian didn't dare to peek directly at the big pit with the power of his soul, but used the power of his soul to guard and sense the danger.

After advancing another 500 meters, Ling Hantian was able to see some of the situation in the big pit. The sound of boiling water bubbles like a drum made people's ears buzzing. It seemed that no matter how tightly closed the mind was, it was useless.

This sky-shattering sound of water bubbles penetrates everywhere, directly reaching the soul of a person.

Ling Hantian was terrified, the true energy in his body boiled like a sea, and in the palm of his left hand, a whirlpool of extremely fast wind condensed out.

Ling Hantian remembered that someone once told him that someone had spilled blood in front of the blood pool and failed to complete the cultivation smoothly.

There are various indications that although the blood pool is good, it is by no means a good place and has unknown dangers.

The demon clone appeared in its original form, a golden worm body hundreds of meters long, as if cast from gold.

So far, the demon clone has only completed two evolutions, and is stuck in the second round of completion, making it difficult to evolve.

Apparently, the demon avatar seems to be just like a warrior, and the next third round is a big hurdle, which is not so easy to overcome.

The demon clone hovered above Ling Hantian's head, guarding the surrounding situation, and moved forward again.

100 meters!

Ling Hantian's line of sight had already touched the middle of the big pit, and the boiling magma-like blood surged into the sky. The viscous blood water kept wriggling, making a sky-shattering sound, like the roar of a war drum.

At this moment, on the black altar standing quietly beside the big pit, the scarlet red seedlings were beating, exuding a strange aura.

Ling Hantian stopped in his tracks, and his perception slowly spread towards the black altar.

On the black altar, there are many complicated pictures and texts inscribed, which Ling Hantian can hardly distinguish. On the edge of the altar, there is a groove the size of an adult's palm.

There is no doubt that this groove is the mechanism that opens the access to the blood pool.

Tightening the Zhenwu Kuangdao in his hand, Ling Hantian slowly raised his feet and walked towards the black altar.

50 meters!
The bloody aura that soared into the sky was almost substantive, forming layers of tulle that diffused in the air.

Powerful zhenqi erupted, condensing a layer of protective armor, and at the same time closed his consciousness, Ling Hantian walked forward in the tulle-like bloody qi, and came safely to the black altar.

Looking at the black altar at such a close distance, the altar that looks like an ancient stone has nothing special except for the jumping scarlet flames.

Ling Hantian quietly looked at the groove above the altar, the dark stone body glowed with a deep luster, spotless.

Faced with such an unknown thing, no one dares to press his hand on it without any scruples, because no one knows what will happen next.

(End of this chapter)