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Chapter 1635 Promotion to Heavenly Sage

After walking out of the blood-colored passage, what appeared in front of Zhuo Wen was a huge blood-colored hall. This blood-colored hall was also composed of blood-red flesh walls, and it was constantly squirming.

In the center of the hall, there is a blood pool about a hundred feet in size. This blood pool is filled with rolling blood, flowing continuously, and blood energy erupts.

Zhuo Wen could feel that the blood pool contained rich blood power. This blood power was so huge that Zhuo Wen was in awe.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen discovered dense resentments in this hall. These resentments turned into countless ferocious faces, including humanoids, beasts, and other weird and weird shapes.

This hall is very large, and the number of resentments in it is much greater than the bloody passage where Zhuo Wen was before.

"The blood pool is the Blood Refining Divine Pond. It contains the essence and blood of creatures for countless years. It is of great benefit to the warriors who enter it, especially for you who enter it for the first time. This Blood Refining Divine Pond

It’s in your best interest.”

"Well, as for those resentments, you can find a way to clear them yourself. Old man, I will leave first."

After saying that, the white-haired old man suddenly whistled beside Zhuo Wen. In an instant, all the resentful people in the hall cast their eyes towards Zhuo Wen. Those pairs of eyes were full of ferociousness, which made Zhuo Wen's scalp numb.

"Young man, work hard. I believe these resentments are nothing to you!"

The white-haired old man patted Zhuo Wen on the shoulder, and immediately got into the flesh wall next to him.

"This old immortal..."

Zhuo Wen couldn't help but cursed angrily, this Blood Cauldron Spirit was trying to trick him, and he deliberately attracted the attention of these resentful people here.

However, Zhuo Wen also knew that the spirit of the Blood Cauldron was probably afraid that Zhuo Wen would not do his best to get rid of his resentment, so he used such a tactic.

Wow!

A huge amount of resentment roared in like an overwhelming mountain, and Zhuo Wen was completely submerged in an instant.

"There is really a lot of resentment here!"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and the seventy drops of yellow spring around him were spinning at high speed, and the power of reincarnation was constantly refining all the resentment around him.

Unfortunately, there are too many resentments. Although it has the defense of Huangquan water droplets, there are still a lot of resentments that pass through the loopholes and attack Zhuo Wen's body.

Fortunately, Zhuowen's body was combined with Dacheng's holy body, and his physical body was unparalleled in the world. Although there was a lot of resentment, it did not cause much harm to him.

Although resentment can affect the mind, Zhuo Wen is determined and most of the resentment is blocked by him, so his mind is not greatly affected.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen slowly walked towards the Blood Refining Pond, wrapped in endless resentment.

In about a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Wen arrived at the blood pool, and he could even feel the rich blood power gushing out from it.

"I hope the Blood Refining Pond can really help me break through to the Heavenly Sage!"

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

Zhuo Wen knew very well that his situation was not good now. He had taken away Xue Hentian's First Yang Dao Sword, and Xue Hentian would definitely not give up.

And the Blood Demon knows Zhuo Wen's true identity, and if Zhuo Wen has such a change, the Blood Demon may not be able to rest peacefully, and the possibility of his true identity being exposed is very high.

Zhuo Wen knows that if his strength reaches a higher level now, they will be much more calm when facing Xuehentian again.

Wow!

The moment Zhuo Wen stepped into the Blood Refining Pond, the surrounding blood boiled violently. Then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that a strong and extremely strong power penetrated into his body from the acupoints all over his body and extended to his limbs.

Hundreds of skeletons.

At this moment, he felt a warm feeling all over his body. This feeling was very comfortable, and Zhuo Wen couldn't help but snorted in comfort and narrowed his eyes.

The moment Zhuo Wen entered the blood pool, the resentment that had originally entangled Zhuo Wen all around him retreated away, as if the blood pool was a taboo for them.

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

Seeing the resentment around him escaping, Zhuo Wen's eyes grew colder. He pinched the finger of his sword 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 all the resentment was absorbed by the underworld water droplets, more than twice as many underworld water droplets would be produced.

As the number of underworld droplets increases, the power of his killing underworld finger will naturally increase.

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

"Mr. Mu!"

"Brother Mu!"

Fu Lao and Xiao Yu stood up one after another, with cautious looks on their faces. They had also found out about things outside the Canglong Palace. The confrontation between Zhuo Wen and the eight masters of Blood Hate Heaven was also carried out by two

It is deeply imprinted in people's minds.

The young man in front of them looked young and low in cultivation, but his strength shocked both of them.

Xiao Yu's face was filled with admiration, while Fu Lao was filled with hope. He knew that maybe the young man in front of him could really help him and his lady kill the Blood-hate Sky.

Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and 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 part of my reward for helping you."

"Brother Mu, don't worry. I have a Jiuyang constitution and can help you erase the mark of Blood Hate Heaven. I will also imprint my breath into the First Yang Dao Sword and help Brother Mu refine it.

." Xiao Yu agreed without thinking.

"That's good 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 bloody hall became much thinner. Most of the resentment fled directly into other passages in the hall, not daring to face the water droplets of the underworld.

As for the underworld droplets, it has been derived from more than seventy drops to two hundred drops. With these two hundred drops of underworld water, Zhuo Wen's killing underworld finger will be many times more powerful than before.

At this moment, the blood pool was boiling continuously. In the center of the blood pool, a naked figure sat quietly cross-legged, like a stone statue.

The figure's naked upper body surface was covered with countless blood veins, and the blood in the blood pool continued to flow into its 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 continued to rise, as if a wild beast was gradually awakening in his body.

The aura on his body has skyrocketed from the early stage of the Broken Xuan Saint Realm to the peak of the Broken Xuan Saint Realm. However, at the peak of the Broken Xuan Saint Realm, the growth rate of Zhuo Wen's aura began to slow down, and even tended to stagnate.

"You can't let this growth stagnate. You must break through at once, otherwise you will never have the chance to become a heavenly saint. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when the next breakthrough will be?" Xiao Hei's calm voice started from

Zhuo Wen's mind rang.

Zhuo Wen nodded and took out bottles of porcelain bottles from the spiritual ring without hesitation. All of these porcelain bottles contained elixirs. Of course, they were basically high-grade elixirs.

The number of top-quality elixirs is limited, and he will not waste it casually.

Opening the bottle cork, Zhuo Wen poured out the high-grade elixirs in these porcelain bottles at once. Then the holy power swept up these elixirs like a snake, crushed them one after another, and absorbed all the medicinal power that burst out from them.

within one's own body.

With the help of the power of these elixirs, Zhuo Wen's aura, which had originally stagnated, loosened up and began to move upwards rapidly again.

"not enough!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and with a move of his right hand, he once again took out a porcelain bottle from the spiritual ring. This porcelain bottle contained a top-quality elixir.

Zhuo Wen sighed softly, feeling a little bit pained in his heart. The number of top-quality elixirs was limited. If he hadn't been forced to do so this time, he really wouldn't dare to waste it!

However, Zhuo Wenwen was a decisive person. When he opened the cork, there were only three pills inside. The holy power rushed over, wrapped up the three top-grade elixirs, and crushed them one after another. The surging power of the medicine swept over Zhuo Wen's

The breath reached its peak in an instant.

At this moment, the eight laws contained in Zhuo Wen's body suddenly merged from his sea of ​​consciousness along his meridians into the holy power of his Dantian.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the integration of his holy power and laws had reached a perfect level. If he thought about it, he could use the holy power with eight kinds of laws.

And the Nascent Soul in his Dantian began to curl up, and finally turned into a sparkling round golden elixir.

"Nascent Soul Transforms into Yuan Dan!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a sharp look. The essential difference between Xuansheng and Tiansheng is that Xuansheng's source of power is still Nascent Soul, while Tiansheng's source of power is Yuan Dan.

The holy power carried by the Yuan Dan is purer than that of the Yuan Ying, and the Yuan Dan is not as fragile as the Yuan Ying and can withstand quite heavy blows.

And as long as Yuan Dan is immortal, its recovery is much simpler than Yuanying.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and quietly felt the transformation in his body. He could feel that the holy power in his body, both in quality and quantity, was far richer and more powerful than that of the Shattered Mysterious Saint Realm.

What this transformation has brought to him is an improvement in all aspects. With this transformation, the power of any secret technique and skill in him has increased a lot. Even the power of law is much stronger than before.

Take the Law of the Void as an example. If Zhuo Wen uses the Law of the Void at this moment, the distance he can travel is much further than before.

With Zhuo Wen's current physical strength and using the eight laws, it is no problem to kill Yangtian Holy Realm.

Of course, if you add the Killing Underworld Finger, Zhuo Wen is enough to instantly kill the Sky Saint Realm.

“Little guy, now that I have become a heavenly saint, it’s time to accept me as your Lord, right?”

Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, suddenly untied the fiery red belt around his waist, and said rather jokingly.

The fiery red belt suddenly suspended in the air and turned into a huge river of magma...


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