Peerless God of War

In the blink of an eye, a few months passed, and the second elimination appeared.

"Ah, help, help me, I can't hold it anymore, help..."

In the spiritual pool, another young monk shouted.

Seeing this, Chunyang Taoist Master had a dark face, quickly took it out, and threw it by the pool, as if he was throwing away a piece of garbage, without any good looks.

"snort!"

Chunyang Dao Zun snorted coldly and didn't say much, but he didn't say anything, which made people even more fearful and frightened.

The young male cultivator collapsed on the ground, his expression very broken and unbelievable.

He didn't expect that he would be the second one to be eliminated. He failed after less than half a year.

The power and energy of heaven and earth contained in the spiritual pool are too amazing. If you are not careful, you will be backlashed by it, hurt yourself, and then fail.

Of course, most of the time, this backlash is not enough to make people unable to persevere, and even the medicinal power in Chengtian Pool can continuously repair the damage to the immortal body.

Maintain a delicate balance between destruction and repair.

This is also the biggest reason why many monks can continue to support themselves.

Of course, once the monk is unable to maintain balance, it will cause huge backlash damage and fail.

"I'm sorry, Master, my apprentice has disappointed you." The young male cultivator said with great frustration.

Chunyang Taoist Master's tiger eyes shot out cold light and cursed: "Shame on you."

"..." The young male cultivator trembled and his face became paler.

When Zijinhou saw it, he smiled scornfully and said, "Chunyang, when did you become so low-status? You actually have the same experience as a junior. If you fail, you will lose. It's not a big deal."

In Zijin

In Hou's eyes, failure is not a big deal. Except for life and death, it is a trivial matter.

Besides, Chunyang Taoist Master has so many disciples, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, not least of which is this one.

"snort!"

Chunyang Taoist Master was teased for a few words, but he didn't refute. It would be useless to say more.

Everything is business as usual.

As time went by, some people were forced to give up and were thrown out of the blood pool.

Wow!

Another monk was thrown to the shore. This man was in an even more embarrassing state than the previous monk and had already fallen into a coma.

"Another one is out." Ye Gubei saw it, sneered, and continued to concentrate on absorbing the power of the medicine.

At this time, many guards who had been standing silently around the square started talking in low voices.

"In less than a year, several monks have been eliminated. It seems that the foundation of these monks is not very good. It is far worse than our time. I don't know how many people can survive to the end."

"Stay to the end? No, if someone can survive for five or six years, it will be considered a blessing."

"How about we make a bet?"

"Bet, okay, how do you bet? Let's bet on how many people can survive five years this time. If anyone loses, he must bring out a treasure he got before. How about it?"

"Good boy, it seems that you have been plotting against my treasure for a long time. You are really evil. Okay, let's take a gamble. If you lose, you have to take out a treasure."

"It's a deal, it's a bet."

"Haha, I bet only ten people can survive five years."

"I bet..."

The guards were in high spirits, and they were exchanging words with each other, which was considered a joy in the midst of hardship.

For them, stationed in this dark place for many years

In the sunless Void Fortress, the boring and boring days are a great torment. There are not many such good opportunities for recreation.

Naturally, no one will take care of it.

In the spirit pool, Chen Xiao was red all over, as if he had been cooked. He looked very scary, but his aura was rising crazily, reaching a terrifying level.

"It's only been less than a year, but I feel like my magic power has increased so much. I'm afraid it took nearly a hundred years of hard work."

This discovery shocked Chen Xiao.

The benefits of Chengtian Lake are really great, and now he still has the energy to stay longer.

"This is not just a hundred years, but at least three hundred years of skill. You are not the only one absorbing energy in your body."

Hiro whispered, very cautiously.

The Cepheus Fortress is too dangerous. If it is discovered, something will happen.

"Well, continue."

In the blink of an eye, nearly five years have passed.

Chen Xiao was in the spiritual pool. He felt swollen all over, as if he was about to explode. He was very uncomfortable, but he could still bear it.

The operation of the Five Elements Gong has also reached a limit.

A series of astonishing roaring sounds resounded in his body, like a tsunami and huge waves, the roaring continued all the time.

It's like there is an invisible millstone inside him, refining all the power of heaven and earth poured into his body, and then integrating it to achieve the effect of strengthening himself.

At this time, after five years of training, there were only about twenty monks still in Chengtian Lake. The rest had been eliminated and were standing on the shore, watching silently.

For them, the benefits of Chengtian Lake have been exhausted. Unfortunately, they have only absorbed a little bit, and they feel very lonely.

After all, such an opportunity may only come once in their lifetime.

At the same time, they also discovered a secret that was not a secret. How much benefit a monk could get from the spiritual pool only depended on his own foundation and the strength of his physique.

No matter how strong your will is, it will not help.

In the spiritual pool, the pain of being washed away by the endless power of heaven and earth, as well as the terrifying pressure, is like walking between life and death, making life worse than death.

"There are only twenty monks left, and most of them are out."

Chen Xiao felt a sense of crisis in his heart and did not dare to be careless.

He knew very well that the twenty people who had survived until now were definitely monsters among geniuses and should not be underestimated.

"Ah, help, help~" Suddenly, another monk called for help.

On the high platform in the square, Li Zhan, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, moved his right hand, and with this movement of the void, the monk who called for help was rescued and thrown aside.

"It's him, Wu Yong!" Chen Xiao glanced lightly, but recognized this person.

It was Wu Yong, the eldest among the Three Immortals in Peach Valley, who was a swordsman in the late stage of Tribulation Immortal, but he had managed to last for so long.

After such strengthening of the immortal body, Wu Yong has reached the peak of the Tribulation Immortal, and has gained a lot.

"Well, that's right. Let's refine it as soon as possible." Even Li Zhan nodded appreciatively.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wu Yong replied with a smile, not daring to neglect, and quickly sat down on the same spot, continuing to refine the energy in his body and consolidate his own strength.

at this point,

Especially critical.

By the pool, many people were talking about this, some were envious, and others were dismissive.