Chapter 1212 (1/2)

Although Huang Xiaolong doesn't need any spiritual blood pool to improve the probability of breakthrough, it is a good intention from the ancestor of bloody sword. Therefore, Huang Xiaolong did not refuse and nodded.

In the dead of night.

Huang Xiaolong stands on the roof of Qiankun palace, standing against the wind.

Think of the day, Wang Wei, Zhu Feng looking at themselves, that murderous eyes, Huang Xiaolong cold voice smile.

Now, he understood why Wang Wei was not good to him. It turned out that Wang Wei was a disciple of shuangchengzong before he joined the gate of creation!

At that time, Wang Wei was also the first in the Wandao war.

There are seven ancestors in the Caihua gate, but Wang Wei's master, Biluo, is not there. According to his masters, Jin Mei and Xuedao, they say that Biluo is a foreign demon battlefield to look for something.

The next day, Huang Xiaolong came to jushendian.

After passing the magic free stele of jushendian, Huang Xiaolong stopped standing for more than ten seconds. Looking at the dark and lusterless stele, Huang Xiaolong decided to wait until he broke through the ancient god's realm and came to see if he could refine it.

Since the stone tablet was obtained by the blue lion ancestor in a magical place 200 million years ago, it should be a treasure in the demon world.

And Huang Xiaolong has the supreme spirit of the devil. Maybe he can refine this no magic stele?

Huang Xiaolong comes to the cultivation palace of the blood saber ancestor in the Jushen temple.

When he arrived, he was already there.

”Come on, let's go. We'll take you to the spirit blood pool now.” Blood knife ancestor also has no nonsense, stand up, with the golden eyebrow ancestor with Huang Xiaolong to the spirit blood pool.

The palace of ancestor Xuedao was very large. After half an hour, they came to a small palace.

On the top of the palace, there are three characters of Lingxue pool. The font is natural and full of amazing Dao Qi. It seems that it can burst out at any time and cut people in two.

Laozu Xuedao said with a smile to Huang Xiaolong: ”how about it? The second master, I'm a good writer

However, the ancestor of golden eyebrow laughed at Huang Xiaolong: ”no matter who comes, your two masters will take these three words and have a good performance on others.” Speaking of this, he said, ”however, this spiritual blood pool is the treasure of your second master. Before, even if Li Luna wanted to break through the realm of ancient gods, your second master did not let her practice in this pool.”

Hearing the speech, Huang Xiaolong expressed his gratitude to the bloody ancestor.

The ancestor of blood knife said with a smile: ”come on, who called you boy my disciple.” Speaking of this, he stepped forward, his palms glowed with blood red, and the power of darkness came through his palms and was printed on the gate of the palace.

Suddenly, the palace gate slowly opened.

A strange smell came out of the palace.

Huang Xiaolong walks in with Jin Mei and blood knife. In the main hall, there is a blood pool of more than 100 square meters. The blood pool is ruby colored and has a gem luster. There is no smell of blood. On the contrary, it gives people a pleasant feeling.

Over the blood pool, there are wisps of aura floating.

These auras, floating but not dispersing, are full of spirituality.

”Well, you can enter the spirit blood pool now. You can rest assured to break through. No one will disturb the spirit blood pool.” ”How much aura you can absorb in the spirit blood pool depends on your ability,” the ancestor said

Huang Xiaolong hesitated for a moment and said, ”second master, if I absorb all the aura of the spirit blood pool, then?”

Blood knife and Jin Mei both laughed when they heard the speech.