"This old immortal..."

Zhuo Wen couldn't help cursing angrily, the spirit of the blood cauldron was cheating him, and deliberately drew the attention of these resentments here.

However, Zhuowen also knew that the spirit of the blood cauldron was probably afraid that Zhuowen would not do his best to drive away his resentment, so he would use such a bad strategy.

Crash!

Massive resentment came roaring like mountains and seas, drowning Zhuo Wen in an instant.

"There are so many resentments here!"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and the seventy drops of yellow spring around him were spinning at high speed, and the power of reincarnation continuously refined and exhausted the surrounding resentment.

It's a pity that the amount of resentment is too much. Although it has the defense of Huangquan water droplets, there are still a lot of resentment, which go straight to Zhuo Wen's body through loopholes.

Fortunately, Zhuowen's body and Dacheng's body were combined together, and his physical body was unparalleled in the world. Although there were many resentments, it did not cause much harm to him.

Although resentment can affect the mind, but Zhuo Wen's will is firm, and most of the resentment was blocked by him, so his mind was not greatly affected.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen slowly walked towards the blood refining pool wrapped in endless resentment.

In about a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Wen came to the side of the blood pool, and he could even feel the thick blood gushing out from inside.

"I hope that the Blood Refining God Pool can really help me break through the Heavenly Sage!"

Zhuo Wen took off his shirt, and immediately jumped into the pool of blood.

Zhuo Wen knew very well that he was in a bad situation now, he took the first Yang Dao sword from Xue Hentian, and that Xue Hentian would definitely not let it go.

And the Gorefiend knew Zhuo Wen's true identity, and this accident happened to Zhuowen, the Gorefiend might not be at peace, and the possibility of his true identity being exposed was very high.

Zhuo Wen knew that if his strength improved to a higher level now, they would be much calmer when facing Xue Hentian again.

Crash!

The moment Zhuo Wen stepped into the Blood Refining God Pool, the surrounding blood boiled suddenly, and then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that a strong and extremely strong force penetrated into his body from the acupuncture points all over his body, and spread to his limbs Baike.

At this moment, he felt a warm feeling all over his body, which was very refreshing, and Zhuo Wen couldn't help but snorted comfortably, narrowing his eyes.

But at the moment when Zhuo Wen entered the blood pool, the resentment that originally entangled Zhuo Wen around him all retreated, as if the blood pool was their taboo.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy."

Seeing the resentment in the surrounding escape, Zhuo Wen's eyes became colder, and he squeezed the sword finger with his right hand. Suddenly, more than seventy drops of yellow spring water rushed out, and began to frantically sweep away the resentment around him.

Zhuo Wen knew very well that if so many resentments were absorbed by the water droplets of the underworld, it would surely be able to produce more than double the number of water droplets from the underworld.

And with the increase in the number of water droplets from the underworld, the power of his killing underworld finger will naturally also increase.

When Zhuo Wen was immersed in the pool of blood, his second avatar came to a courtyard in Canglong Square, and this courtyard was arranged by Zhuo Wen for Lao Fu and Xiao Yu to live in.

"Master Mu!"

"Brother Mu!"

Elder Fu and Xiao Yu got up one after another, with cautious expressions on their faces. They had also found out about the affairs outside the Canglong Palace. People are deeply imprinted in the mind.

The young man in front of him didn't look very old and his cultivation level was not high, but his strength shocked both of them.

Xiao Yu's face was full of admiration, but Mr. Fu had hope in his heart, he knew that maybe the young man in front of him could really help him and the miss to kill that blood hate.

With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve, he took out a sword like the scorching sun and said, "Xiao Yu, can you help me refine this first Yang Dao sword? As we said before, this first Yang Dao sword is originally It should be one of my rewards for helping you."

"Brother Mu, don't worry, I have the Nine Yang Physique, and I can help you erase the imprint of blood hate, and I will also imprint my breath on this first Yang Dao sword to help Brother Mu refine it. " Xiao Yu agreed without thinking.

"That will be hard work!" Zhuo Wen nodded, and handed the First Yang Dao Sword to Xiao Yu.

Time passed slowly, and it was a month in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the resentment in the Scarlet Hall became much thinner. Most of the resentment fled directly into other passages in the hall, not daring to face the water drops of the underworld.

The Yellow Spring Water Droplets have grown from more than seventy drops to two hundred. With these two hundred Yellow Spring Water Droplets, Zhuo Wen's Killing Yellow Spring Finger is many times stronger than before.

At this moment, the blood pool was continuously boiling, and in the center of the blood pool, a figure with a naked upper body was sitting cross-legged quietly, like a stone statue.

The surface of this figure's naked upper body is covered with countless veins of blood, and the blood power in the blood pool is continuously pouring into his body along these countless veins.

Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, and within his eyes, a ray of light flickered, and the aura on his body was constantly rising, as if a prehistoric beast was gradually waking up in his body.

The aura on his body has skyrocketed from the early days of the Broken Profound Sage Realm to the peak of the Broken Profound Sacred Realm, but at the peak of the Broken Profound Saint Realm, the growth rate of Zhuo Wen's aura began to slow down, and even tended to stagnate. JrNovels.com