Chapter 1722: A good show (1/2)

The first thousand seven hundred and twenty-three chapters are a good show

”No, Junior Brother Zhuo is now the name of the Seven Sects, breaking the record of the Metamorphosis Pool.” Feng Tian waved his hand, but his eyes were as sharp as a falcon. He first looked at Zhuo Bufan, and then at the Gorefiend in front of him. Chi said: ”Junior Brother Zhuo also wants to try this Blood Demon Pool?”

”Well, the Blood Demon Pool is a good place to exercise, can't I come?”

Zhuo Bufan said with a faint expression.

Liu Chun stretched out his jade hand to cover his mouth, and sneered, ”Zhuo Bufan, this Blood Demon Pool is not as simple as the Metamorphosis Pool. You should have practiced some ice technique, so you are not afraid of the cold in the Metamorphosis Pool, but the Blood Demon Pool What gathers here is the essence and blood of powerful and savage beasts, but it is not possible to resist it by any of your techniques.”

”Brother Feng can enter the third lap of the Blood Demon Pool, how many laps can you enter?” Liu Chun said, squinting slightly provocatively.

This Blood Demon Pool is where the masters and masters of the Seven Sects killed countless savage beasts, refining and inject their essence and blood into it, and converge into the Blood Demon Pool. The martial artist can use that blood evil spirit to temper the strength of the body. But this Blood Demon Pool is also divided into five circles.

The five circles from the outermost layer to the center all represent the blood of the unintensified wild beasts. The strength of tempering has also become stronger one by one, but the number of people who can enter the third circle of the seven gates does not add up to a thousand people. You have to know seven. The base of the disciples can be calculated in millions.

In the fourth circle, only a few hundred people in the seven gates could temper their physique, and none of the latter became peerless masters. As for the fifth circle, among the outer disciples, no one had ever set foot, because it was there. The essence and blood of a galaxy-level brutal beast, once it enters, must be broken into pieces and burned to death by the blood of the evil spirit in the essence and blood.

”You can enter the first few laps, try to find out.” Zhuo Buran looked at the **** Blood Demon Pool, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fengtian came to Zhuo Bufan's side, looked at the vast blood sea, and smiled slightly: ”Junior Brother Zhuo, why don't we have a try. Since you can break the record of the Metamorphosis Pool, it is hard to come to this Blood Demon Pool. you.”

”Competition?”

Zhuo Bufan turned his head and looked at him, frowning slightly.

”Yes, let’s have a try. I can now set foot on the third lap of the Blood Demon Pool. Of course, if Junior Brother Zhuo is not confident, I will naturally not force it, but... Junior Brother Zhuo, although the Seven Sects respect the strong, the courtesy and righteousness are inferior. No, you hurt Lu Hai, now apologize, let this matter go, how about it?” Fengtian stared at Zhuo Bufan with scorching eyes, and said lightly.

”What if I win?”

Zhuo Bufan squinted his eyes slightly, and said brightly.

”If you win, I will ask them to apologize to you immediately, and will not provoke you in the future?” Fengtian said.

”Okay, compare.” Zhuo Bufan's mouth raised a shallow arc. If he couldn't even enter the third lap, it would have no effect on body tempering.

Suddenly, many disciples in the Blood Demon Pool noticed Zhuo Bufan and Fengtiandu. Fengtiandu is the third-year disciple of the seven sects, and the disciples of the seven sects who have been famous for a long time, and there are also An identity, a direct disciple of Hall Master Feng, is enough to attract the attention of many people in Qimen.