Super Martial God

"As a warrior, you can't be afraid of difficulties."

Lin Mu looked at them with a smile. "Since you are so enthusiastic, I'll try."

"OK."

"Have courage."

There were more and more people making fun of them. They cheered and looked at Lin Mu as if they were looking at a fool.

Guo Ao's eyes are more playful.

Lin Mu, a third-order martial arts master, dared to go down to the blood pool. Maybe he would be bloated to death by the energy of the blood pool without his hand.

Lin Mu naturally doesn't care about other people's eyes.

His footsteps began to walk towards the blood pool.

Sharp and threatening.

The smell of blood was floating in the air, giving people a feeling like countless metal particles raging.

"Is the golden energy contained in these blood?"

Lin Mu vaguely understood why Li Cheng said that entering the blood pool would be painful.

"Hum, I've experienced all kinds of inhuman pain, such as burning flesh with different fire, refining Qi in the thunder pool, and integrating the martial Saint relic into the blood. I'm not afraid of your torture in the blood pool."

There was no fear in his heart.

If you experience too much pain, you will temper your immortal will.

Now Lin Mu's will can no longer be shaken by pain.

The closer to the blood pool, the stronger the smell of blood.

The blood pool is hundreds of feet around. It's hard to imagine how many creatures died to have so much blood.

Soon, Lin Mu stepped into the blood pool with his eyes around him.

Gurgle, gurgle!

As soon as he entered the blood pool, the blood around him boiled.

At the same time, Lin Mu felt that there seemed to be countless needle tips drilling into the pores, and the body surface seemed to be cut by countless blades.

At first, Lin Mu groaned, then gritted his teeth and endured.

"Guess how long the forest shepherd can last?"

"I guess about three minutes."

"Three minutes? You overestimate him. I think it's up to two minutes. "

When Lin Muzhen entered the blood pool, people were more interested in watching the excitement and discussed it with great interest.

Opposite Lin Mu, the elder martial brother of qinglongmen, Guo Xun opened his eyes and gave Lin Mu a cold look, as if he was satirizing Lin Mu's overestimation.

A master of xuanbing sect, who was soaked in the blood pool, shook his head and then didn't pay attention.

This master of xuanbing sect, named Bai Qiong, is a seventh level martial arts master. He is the second strongest in the xuanbing sect team this time.

Lin Mu, a man who can barely get a foothold in Qingxu cave by virtue of soul ring, doesn't deserve his attention.

"Good energy."

After adapting to the impact of the blood pool, Lin Mu was surprised.

What he needs most now is enough energy to practice.

This blood pool can be said to solve his urgent need.

"My cultivation is too weak."

"With the cultivation of the fifth level martial arts teacher, you can compete with ye Luoxing at most. There is a small gap compared with those experts in front, so you must improve."

Beiming formula.

Without hesitation, Lin Mu opened the formula of Beiming and secretly swallowed up the energy in the blood pool.

Time flies by.

One minute, two minutes

At first people didn't care, but after three minutes, many people's faces didn't look good.

"Three minutes, can you insist?"

"Willpower is good."

The lively discussion lasted for a minute or two, but gradually, the voice became lower and lower.

Three minutes, four minutes, five minutes

Many people began to look at each other and persist in this blood pool for five minutes. Is this what a martial artist can do?

However, people soon found that this is still only the beginning.

In the twinkling of an eye, ten minutes passed.

"The forest shepherd must have a big secret."

"It's probably some kind of treasure. Otherwise, how could a martial arts teacher persist in the blood pool for so long."

The eyes of more and more people around cast a burning light.

"Impossible, impossible."

Guo Ao stared at Lin Mu with an unacceptable roar in his heart, "I don't believe there is any treasure that can absorb all the stimulation of this mysterious blood. He must be holding on, and he will collapse soon."

Even if Lin Mu can only survive with the help of treasures, he can't tolerate Lin Mu surpassing him.

However, God did not hear his call.

Unconsciously, it was thirteen minutes.

This is Guo Ao's limit.

But Lin Mu is still in the blood pool.

"More than Guo Ao."

Many people couldn't help looking at Guo Ao.

At first, Guo Ao was the first to speak and let Lin Mu enter the blood pool.

Everyone could tell that Guo Ao was holding the psychology of drama abuse at that time.

But now, Lin Mu has persisted in the blood pool for more time than Guo Ao.

"He really surpassed me."

Guo Ao's eyes were cold. "Now even if I don't believe it anymore, I have to admit that there is a great treasure on him. It is very likely to be the best spiritual weapon."

At this time, there are fewer and fewer people in the blood pool.

After Lin Mu spent 13 minutes in the blood pool, many people left.

Now there are only six people left in the blood pool.

Guo Xun of qinglongmen, Bai Qiong of xuanbing sect, two of taixuan sect, one of tiejiandao and Lin Mu.

Among them, the one who persisted the longest was a young man in red in taixuanzong who had been soaking in the blood pool for an hour.

Next is Bai Qiong, fifty minutes, Guo Xun, forty-five minutes, the iron sword man, thirty-nine minutes, and another disciple of taixuan sect, thirty-one minutes.

Finally, Lin Mu, 13 minutes.

Of course, in people's eyes, Lin Mu can't compare with the other six people.

Lin Mu can stay because he entered the blood pool late, and most of what he relies on is not his own ability.

Blink, seven minutes.

Lin Mu stayed in the blood pool for 20 minutes.

"It's a little short. After a meeting, cultivation will break through again."

Lin Mu's heart was boiling.

"But what is the origin of the blood in the blood pool and why does it have such strong energy? Well, I'll use the heavenly eye to see what's the secret under the blood pool. "

Under the blood fog, he was not worried that others would see that his eyes were abnormal.

Silver light, light circulation.

Heaven's eye, open.

After the line of sight penetrated five or six meters below, Lin Mu noticed the abnormality.

"What's going on? The land under the blood pool began to become soft, like flesh and blood. "

"Ten mile range."

Eager to know the answer, his eyes were no longer limited to a small area, shrouded in a radius of ten miles, and extended to ten miles underground at the same time.

Boom!

The next moment, Lin Mu's mind seemed to sound like a thunder, which made his scalp numb and his whole body cold.

Under the blood pool, there was a huge and terrible giant body.

The giant's body is three kilometers long and its skin is dark gold.

Its hands and feet are like collapsed mountains, and every finger is like a mountain peak.

The blood pool soaked by the people is actually the heart of the giant's body.

The heart of the giant's body has been dug away, and fresh blood keeps pouring out to form this blood pool.