Chapter 1198 Spirit Blood Pond

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Although Huang Xiaolong didn't need any spiritual blood pool to increase his chance of breaking through, this was the kindness of the ancestor of the blood saber, so Huang Xiaolong didn't refuse, and nodded.

Silent night.

Huang Xiaolong stood on the roof of Qiankun Palace, facing the wind.

Thinking of Wang Wei and Zhu Feng looking at him during the day with murderous eyes, Huang Xiaolong gave a cold smile.

Now, he understood why Wang Wei treated him badly. It turned out that Wang Wei was a disciple of the Shuangcheng Sect before he entered the gate of good fortune!

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

There are seven ancestors in the gate of good fortune, but Wang Wei's master Biluo's ancestor is not there. According to his master Jinmei and Xuedao, this Biluo went to the extraterritorial demon battlefield to find something.

The next day, Huang Xiaolong came to the Temple of Gathering.

When passing by the No-Magic Monument in the Temple of Gathering, Huang Xiaolong stood there for more than ten seconds, looking at the dull and dark No-Magic Monument, Huang Xiaolong decided to wait for him to break through the realm of the ancient gods this time, and then come to this No-Magic Monument Before, see if you can refine this no-magic tablet.

Since this no-magic monument was acquired by the ancestor of the Blue Lion in a demon land 200 million years ago, it should be a treasure in the demon world.

And Huang Xiaolong has the supreme godhead of the devil, maybe he can refine this no-magic monument?

Huang Xiaolong came to the training palace of the ancestor of the blood knife in the temple.

When he arrived, Jin Mei Patriarch was already there.

"Come on, let's go, we will take you to the Spirit Blood Pond now." Ancestor Xue Dao didn't talk nonsense, stood up, and Ancestor Jin Mei took Huang Xiaolong to the Spirit Blood Pond.

The blood knife ancestor's cultivation palace was huge, and the three of them turned around for half an hour before they came to a small palace.

On the top of the palace, there are three words Spirit Blood Pond written. The font is completely natural, revealing an amazing sword energy. The sword energy is fierce, as if it can burst out at any time and cut people in half.

The ancestor of the blood knife smiled at Huang Xiaolong: "How is it? Second master, I wrote the words well!"

Jin Mei Patriarch smiled at Huang Xiaolong and said, "No matter who comes. Your second master will use these three words to treat others." Speaking of this, he paused and said, "However, this spiritual blood pool But your second master's treasure, before, even if that girl Li Lu was going to break through the realm of the ancient gods. Your second master didn't let her into this spiritual blood pool to practice."

Huang Xiaolong heard the words and thanked the ancestor of the blood knife.

The ancestor of the blood knife smiled and said: "It's okay.

Whoever called you kid is my disciple. "Speaking of this, I stepped forward, the blood-red light of both palms flickered, and the power of darkness came out through my palms and was printed on the gate of the palace.

Suddenly, the gate of the palace slowly opened.

A strange fragrance wafted out of the palace.

Huang Xiaolong followed Jin Mei, and the two of Xue Dao walked in, only to see a blood pool of more than 100 square meters in the main hall. The blood pool is the color of ruby, showing the luster of gems, without the smell of blood, but it gives people a pleasing feeling.

In the sky above the blood pond, a wisp of spiritual energy fluttered.

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

"Okay. You can enter this spiritual blood pool now. You can break through with confidence. No one will come to disturb this spiritual blood pool." The ancestor of the blood knife said: "How much spiritual energy you can absorb in the spiritual blood pool depends on your ability. "

Huang Xiaolong hesitated for a moment and said, "Second master, this. If I absorb all the spiritual energy of this spiritual blood pool, then?"

Xue Dao and Jin Mei both laughed when they heard the words.

Jin Mei smiled and said: "You kid still think about how to absorb the spiritual energy of this spiritual blood pool as much as possible. This spiritual blood pool is the blood of the ancient beasts collected by your second master for hundreds of thousands of years. It is cast from chaos elixir, among which Spiritual energy, enough for ordinary ancient god tenth-order powerhouses to cultivate for 10,000 years, you still want to absorb them all?"

The ancestor of the blood knife smiled generously: "If you can absorb it all, I won't blame you, Second Master, and will reward you greatly!"

Huang Xiaolong said half-jokingly, "Then I can rest assured."

In this way, he can absorb as much as he likes!

Is it enough for an ordinary tenth-order ancient god to cultivate for 10,000 years?

Huang Xiaolong showed a bloodthirsty look.

Blood Knife and Jin Mei told Huang Xiaolong some things to pay attention to when breaking through. They left the Lingchi and closed the gate of Lingchi Palace. After Huang Xiaolong broke through the realm of the ancient gods, he opened it again.

After the blood knife, the two Jin Mei left the Lingchi, and the inner hall returned to silence.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the ruby-like Spirit Blood Pond, stepped forward, Ling stood above the Spirit Blood Pond, then sat down cross-legged, thought about it, and took out the Ancestral Dragon Fruit that was one person tall.

As soon as the ancestral dragon fruit appeared, bursts of ancestral dragon breath spread out.

Fortunately, there are restrictions placed by the ancestors of the blood knife in this Spirit Blood Pond Palace, so it did not alert others.

Although there are many elixir in Huang Xiaolong's space ring that can help him break through the realm of the ancient gods, Huang Xiaolong still decided to swallow this ancestral dragon fruit to break through.

After all, he was born with a double dragon martial spirit, and he was also a primordial dragon god body. By swallowing this ancestral dragon fruit, the breakthrough effect should be the best.

Immediately, Huang Xiaolong's three supreme godheads were activated, and immediately, golden and red auras flowed out from the Zulong Fruit and kept pouring into Huang Xiaolong's body.

Huang Xiaolong's whole body shook suddenly.

At this time, Xue Dao and Jin Mei returned to the original hall.

Thinking that Huang Xiaolong was worried that he would devour all the spiritual energy of the spirit blood pool, the ancestor of the blood knife felt amused: "Brother Jinmei, you say, how much spiritual energy can this kid devour in the spirit blood pool?"

Jin Mei smiled and said, "If he can devour one-hundredth thousandth of the spiritual energy of the spiritual blood pool, that would be very good."

After all, an ordinary tenth-order ancient god can only devour one-hundredth of the spiritual energy of the spiritual blood pool by practicing in it for a month.

This is already a very high evaluation of Huang Xiaolong.

The ancestor of the blood knife shook his head: "In my opinion, he can only swallow 1/200,000 at most."

A few days later, the ancestor of the blood knife opened the spirit blood pool and let Huang Xiaolong retreat to break through the realm of the ancient gods, and the news spread in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Not far from Li Luman Snow Palace, stands a green palace, which is Wang Wei's Jiuyou Palace.

Tan Lin and Wang Wei are sitting in the main hall of Jiuyou Palace.

"Senior Brother Wang, I heard that the spirit blood pool will help increase the chance of breaking through the realm of the ancient gods." Tan Lin's eyes were worried: "If Huang Xiaolong breaks through the ancient gods, then the battle between the four continents' entry-level disciples will be let down again. He's out of the limelight!"

Wang Wei's face was indifferent: "You don't have to worry about this, he broke through the ancient gods this time, at most in the middle stage of the first order of ancient gods, three years later, Dingtian will be the early stage of the second order of ancient gods, he is far from that Wangu Ziyi. and You Wuxin's opponent."

Tan Lin's face relaxed when he heard the words, and then he said: "I didn't expect that kid and Senior Sister Li Lu to fly up from the lower realm, and Senior Sister Li Lu seems to be this kid!" After saying this, he stopped.

On Wang Wei's originally indifferent face, a chill shrouded: "He won't have this chance!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. .)