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Chapter 767 This Is a Lucky Fortune for the Ziyun Clan
"I don't know when the blood pool will be able to accumulate to the original level again!"

Seeing the blood pool that had dried up, Shen Changqing couldn't help shaking his head.

Purely in terms of energy, it can be compared to the blood pool of the magic medicine, which is indeed a treasure.

But right now all the energy is being absorbed by himself, and if the Ziyun clan wants to reunite with the blood pool, it may not be a short-term success.

"In this way, there is not much that the Ziyun clan can squeeze out right now. Next, maybe it's time to change to a different race!"

After understanding the power of the bloodline pool, Shen Changqing was very curious about the bloodline pools owned by various races.

Of course.

Among these races, it must be at the clan level.

For ordinary strong clans, even if there is a bloodline pool, the energy contained in it is absolutely impossible to compare with the bloodline pool of the clan.

Even if it is all obtained by oneself, the effect it can exert is limited.

His current physical body is already strong to a certain extent, the energy in the blood pool of ordinary races is too weak, even if he has a large number of blood pools, it is impossible to bring any help to himself.

It's very simple.

When the physical body reaches a certain level, if the energy obtained is not enough for further refinement, then no matter how much energy is obtained, it will be useless.

Regardless of quantity.

It's a matter of quality.

Standing up from the dry blood pool, Shen Changqing changed into his clothes directly, and then walked outside.

……

outside the valley.

Emperor Mang and King Fenggan were still waiting there.

"Hmm... It seems that he has come out, and the time is a little short!" Fengqian God King moved slightly, then looked into the mountain road, and shook his head involuntarily.

From entering the blood pool to now, it is only a short three days.

three days.

The other party came out of the blood pool, such perseverance is really a bit weak.

Thus.

Even if that person is really talented and can be called a peerless arrogance, but if the perseverance is too weak, the growth in the future may be limited.

Hearing the words, the Python Emperor's expression was also not very good-looking.

His perception is not as good as that of God King Fengqian, and there are various restrictions here, so he was not able to detect Shen Changqing's departure from the blood pool at the first time.

but.

Since the other party said so, there must be no mistakes.

Not long after, the Python Emperor also sensed that a monk was coming out there, and he sighed inwardly.

Three days!

It's really short.

Even if the energy of the blood pool is much stronger than before, normally speaking, it should stay for about seven days.

Just three days.

It was quite different from what I expected.

moment.

Shen Changqing's impression in his mind is that it has directly dropped a bit. Whether such a genius is really worthy of the Ziyun clan's full efforts to cultivate is still a question worth considering.

at this time.

Shen Changqing came out from the valley.

Seeing him, the Python Emperor shook his head with a bit of hatred: "The opportunity to enter the Bloodline Pool is very precious, and the clan creatures only have one chance to enter the Bloodline Pool. You should persist for a few more days. Come out early now. A lot was wasted.

Our generation of practitioners is like sailing against the current. If we encounter difficulties and obstacles, we will hesitate, so how can we hope to climb to the top. "

"Forehead……"

Shen Changqing didn't expect that when he came out, he was reprimanded sternly, and he still didn't realize what was going on.

After the Python Emperor finished speaking, he coughed lightly: "It's not that the disciple doesn't want to stay in the blood pool for a few days, but because the energy in the blood pool is exhausted, and if you stay any longer, it will be of no use, so you have to come out. "

"You... what, the energy of the blood pool is exhausted!"

The Mang Emperor wanted to reprimand him a few more words, but in the next moment, he froze in place.

Even God King Fengqian, who was at the side, froze in place.

next moment.

He disappeared directly from the spot and headed into the valley.

"You are waiting for the emperor here!"

The Python Emperor also left a sentence, and headed towards the blood pool.

……

in the valley.

King Fengqian looked at the blood pool that had dried up completely, his old face was shaking constantly, and there was unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

"Three days!"

"It only took three days to refine all the energy in the blood pool!"

"Tianjiao... My Ziyun clan has finally produced a real Tianjiao!"

He is very clear about how surging the energy contained in the bloodline pool is. Even if a regular god king enters it, it is absolutely impossible to refine all the energy inside in just three days.

however.

A little half-step god-king-level cultivator has achieved this step.

This shows what.

This shows that the potential of the other party is much stronger than what I imagined.

Peerless arrogance!

Do not!
This is no longer what Peerless Tianjiao can describe.

"Unparalleled pride!"

In the mind of King Fengqian, such a sentence emerged.

A breeze blows.

The figure of the Python Emperor also appeared beside the Bloodline Pool. Looking at the dry Bloodline Pool, the emperor of the Ziyun Clan also found it difficult to keep calm.

for a long time.

His lips twitched, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "King Fengqian, the strongest person in our Ziyun clan who is the fastest to refine the energy of the blood pool, how long did it take?"

"eight days!"

King Fengqian replied without thinking.

In the Ziyun clan, there was once a genius who refined all the energy in the blood pool in just eight days. In the end, the other party became the most powerful one among all the god kings of the Ziyun clan.

If it wasn't for chance, he would have been able to prove the divine lord.

"eight days!"

The Emperor Boa looked at the Bloodline Pool in front of him, with an arc at the corner of his mouth, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "The strong man spent eight days refining the Bloodline Pool, and finally stopped at the half-step Divine Master Realm. Tianjiao achieved this step in only three days.

If there are no accidents, our Ziyun clan is expected to rank among the gods this time! "

Originally, he thought that after Shen Changqing came out of the blood pool in three days, his future achievements would be limited.

But now, this idea has been completely thrown away.

It can take three days to refine the energy in the blood pool. If this kind of arrogance has limited achievements, then who in the Ziyun clan can still hope to prove the divine master.

this moment.

The Emperor Mang understood very well that the Ziyun clan had been silent for a long time, and finally they had waited for a true arrogance, allowing the clan to be promoted to the god clan, and then enter an unprecedented peak.

God King Fengqian expressed emotion: "If it takes three days to refine the energy of the Bloodline Pool, only Peerless Tianjiao can do it. If you can be Peerless Tianjiao, you can consider starting the Supreme Contest!"

"Supreme Contest!"

When the Mang Emperor heard these words, his complexion could not help but change slightly.

As a former arrogant, how could he not have heard of the Supreme Contest.

It is precisely because I have heard of it that I understand what the Supreme Contest really represents.

"The contemporaries within ten thousand years can participate in the battle of supremacy. After all, the background of Ziyun Sage is a little shallow. If you take part in the battle of supremacy, if something goes wrong, my Ziyun clan will lose a lot. Small.

Moreover, the protoss of all parties are quiet now, and the arrogance of their clans has not started the battle for supremacy. If the Ziyun clan takes the lead, it will definitely make the clan a target of public criticism.

From my point of view, it is better to wait a little longer. "

Python Emperor calmly analyzed.

There are many Tianjiao within ten thousand years. Strictly speaking, Ziyun Sheng has only practiced for less than a thousand years. Compared with those real veteran Tianjiao, there are certain disadvantages.

If the battle of supremacy really starts, it is good to win, but if you lose, the consequences can be imagined.

God King Fengqian said: "The battle of the supreme is a matter of progress and no retreat. In the past, there was a genius who participated in the battle of the supreme with peerless resources. Later, he got the opportunity to directly join the ranks of the peerless genius. Although he failed to become the supreme genius, But also for the top powerhouse.

But as you said, Ziyun Sheng's background is too shallow after all. After entering the Conferred God Stage once, he can consider starting the battle for supremacy. "

He could tell that the holy son of the Ziyun clan was not very old.

To know.

Among the heavens and all races, there are many arrogances who have existed for thousands of years or even ten thousand years.

For ordinary monks, thousands of years may not be able to make much progress.

But Tianjiao is different.

For Tianjiao, even if it takes a hundred years, there will be a big gap.

If it is really thousands of years away, it is not easy for even Unrivaled Talent to remain undefeated.

"But no matter what, it is also a blessing that the Ziyun clan can produce a genius who is qualified to start the supreme battle. In this great battle, as long as our clan handles it properly, we will not be the final winner, but It is no problem to get benefits and promote to the Protoss."

When King Fengqian said this, there was a faint smile on the old man's face.

The fact that the Ziyun clan has become the world's top talent is of great benefit to him.

The most direct point of view.

That is, after the other party enters the Conferred God Stage, occupying the top rank on the Conferred God Ranking, which increases the luck of the clan, then the hope of proving the way to the Divine Lord will be a little higher.

"What the God King said is absolutely true!"

The Python Emperor nodded sympathetically.

he knows.

The Ziyun clan really found a treasure this time.

Perhaps Ziyun Sheng was only in the category of the peerless genius before he entered the bloodline pool. Now that he is nourished by the bloodline pool, it is not a strange thing to break the barrier of the peerless genius and become the peerless genius.

A family's blood pool itself has the effect of improving the potential of talent.

just say.

Not everyone who enters the blood pool can maximize the benefits.

Like the other party, he was able to refine all the energy in the blood pool in just three days, which is considered unique.

At least in the history of the Ziyun clan, it has never appeared before.

God King Fengqian took a deep look at the dry blood pool, and then withdrew his gaze: "The blood pool is dry, unless there is another god king sitting down, there is no chance to open it again, and then don't bring any monks over here .

When the blood pool recovers, I will let you know again. "

(End of this chapter)