I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Half an hour later, Zhang Yi was refreshed and in a full state.

Although there is a state of kendo that is better than having a sword without a sword, for Zhang Yi now, a well-handled sword can still increase his strength a lot.

This flying mark is very necessary.

"That's right, the strength has improved again." Zhang Yi nodded.

If he meets Zhao Wushuang again, even if he doesn't use Xiaocheng's sword intent, Zhang Yi is sure to win.

Zhang Yi walked to the edge of the martial arts arena, looked at Zheng Jian, cupped his hands, and said sincerely:

"Your father is indeed well-deserved of his reputation. I have been fighting for so long, and I am still so strong, which is really admirable."

"Father... is a bit persistent." Zheng Jian replied with a wry smile.

"This battle was very exciting, and I was also a little tired. So I left first."

Zhang Yi said, and walked towards Zuixin Garden.

"Zhang Gongfeng, walk slowly."

From behind, came Zheng Jian's reluctant voice.

"Good man." Zhang Yi sighed in his heart.

...

Looking at Zhang Yi's back, Zheng Jian withdrew his gaze and walked to a part of the martial arts arena.

There was a deep pit, and his father was lying in it.

At this moment, his eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself, "No, why did you lose so quickly?"

"Where is the problem..."

Zheng Jian sighed in his heart, this old man is usually quite normal, but once he fights, he gets into a dead end, no wonder he will be plotted against.

"Hey, I really worry about my life." Thinking of this, Zheng Jian stretched out his hand to his father.

The following days returned to calm.

Zhang Yi took advantage of the excuse of comprehending the Blood Energy Turbine Art, and went into seclusion directly.

...

On this day, Zhang Yi walked to the hall, and Zheng Jian was already waiting in the hall.

Beside Zheng Jian, there were three men and two women, all of whom were young, and they were the candidates to enter the Blood Spirit Pool this time.

Zhang Yi could feel the immature vitality unique to young people above their bodies.

Hmm...lack of outside tempering.

After seeing Zhang Yi appearing, Zheng Jian said, "Master Zhang, the Blood Spirit Pond has been opened, let's go now."

Zhang Yi nodded, and his calm state of mind fluctuated slightly. This day finally came.

A group of seven people set off from the capital and headed all the way to the largest mountain range in Beiling Kingdom.

Blood Spirit Pond is a treasure land surrounded by mountains, guarded by three families.

After half a day.

In front of Zhang Yi and the others, there was a scene of layers upon layers of mountains, verdant and verdant.

"The Canglin Mountains have arrived."

Zheng Jian looked at the scene ahead and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked ahead, and there was a dense forest covered with large and small peaks.

Zhang Yi's ears moved, and there seemed to be the low roar of a monster.

Wild mountains and forests have always been gathering places for monsters and beasts, everywhere.

But they are all little monsters of level 1 and 2, so Zhang Yi and his party naturally don't pay attention to them.

Everyone rushed towards the forest in one direction at a high speed.

After another ten minutes passed, the dense forest gradually thinned out, and a valley appeared in front of Zhang Yi and the others.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the south has an entrance. At this time, there are people guarding this place, and those are the troops of the three major forces stationed here.

Zhang Yi and his party entered through the entrance, and the front of them suddenly became brighter.

In the valley, there are overgrown flowers and plants, quiet and elegant. And not far ahead, there is a pool of blood.

It's like the blood of countless monsters flowing into the deep pool.

Although the appearance is not good, but the function of this pool of blood is useless.

The rich blood color is the embodiment of the abundant energy and blood contained in it.

Around the deep pool, flowers and plants also grow more luxuriantly.

When Zhang Yi and his party of twelve enter it, as they absorb the power of Qi and blood contained in it, the color of the entire deep pool will also become transparent.

"Is this the Blood Spirit Pond?..." Zhang Yi glanced at the pool of water, and said to himself.

He already felt the majestic vitality contained in the deep pool.

He had no doubts that if he could enjoy such a rich power of qi and blood all by himself, his physical and divine power would be sure.

"It's a pity." Zhang Yi felt a little pity.

While thinking about it, Zhang Yi and his party came to the side of the Blood Spirit Pool.

In addition to the people from the Wangdu side, the people from the Spirit Sword Sect have also arrived.

The leader was none other than Zhong Bei whom he had met once before.

The two sides met and greeted each other.

Zhong Bei turned his head to look at the six young men and women of his sect, and urged:

"You six, entering the Blood Spirit Pond at this time can be regarded as a chance for you. As for how much you can grasp, it depends on your own ability."

"Yes, Elder Zhong, this disciple will never disappoint the sect's expectations and cultivation."

Someone replied, looking at the deep pool where the power of energy and blood rose, there was a deep longing in the eyes.

Zhong Bei nodded, looked towards Wangdu and said, "Since all the people have arrived, there is no time to delay, let's start now."

Zheng Jian nodded, and also explained to the five men and women, and then returned to Taniguchi by the same route, and waited for the work to be done here.

There were only twelve people left.

They are all excellent disciples who entered the Blood Spirit Pool this time.

Of course, except for Zhang Yi.

Originally, according to the normal process, this is the time for everyone to jump into the blood spirit pool and start absorbing the energy and blood in it.

But I don't know if it's because of the existence of Zhang Yi, a martial artist in this realm, that everyone is a little restrained.

After all, in their eyes, warriors in the realm are already at the level of elders and seniors.

If everyone is young, they will naturally have no scruples, but facing the elders, it is inevitable that they will be a little restrained.

There was a moment of silence.

A disciple of Spirit Sword Sect couldn't bear it any longer, and said weakly, "Ex, why don't seniors go up first, and then we go up?"

What kind of word is this.

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, and he also understood that everyone couldn't let go because he was there.

Hey, what a lovely junior, Zhang Yi said in his heart and nodded.

"Then I'll go first."

After saying this, Zhang Yi tapped his toes on the ground, and he jumped out with ease.

In mid-air, Zhang Yi's true essence circulated all over his body, forming a layer of tulle on the surface of his body to isolate the pool water and clothes.

After hearing a "poof.", Zhang Yi entered the Blood Spirit Pool.

"What a pure and condensed power of qi and blood!"

As Zhang Yi fell into the blood spirit pool, he immediately felt the power of qi and blood in the pool.