Chapter 1723: breakthrough

The first thousand seven hundred and twenty-four chapters breakthrough

"That's the genius disciple from Yu Lan Xing, Zhuo Bufan?"

"I heard that the record of the Huasheng Pond was broken not long ago, and it has surpassed twice the record kept by the former. Now it is compared with Senior Brother Feng?"

"Senior Brother Feng is a direct disciple of Hall Master Feng, and entering the inner gate is also a sure thing, very strong."

"Who do you think will win?"

"I think it is Senior Brother Feng. After all, Senior Brother Feng has been famous for a long time, but he is a strong martial artist. Six months ago, Senior Brother Feng broke through the third circle of the Blood Demon Pool. Now, I am afraid that he is heading towards his fourth circle!"

In the air of the Blood Demon Pool, many disciples' eyes condensed on the two figures in the Blood Demon Pool at the same time, and they began to talk in a low voice.

It’s just that most people are on Fengtiandu’s side. After all, Fengtiandu’s name is ranked in the top ten among the seven, and Zhuo Bufan is just a newcomer. Although he has some fame, it is nothing more than Fengtiandu’s. Compared to a veteran genius.

"Thinking that I have broken the record of the Metamorphosis Pool, and now I am challenged by the Blood Demon Pool, do I really think I am a thousand-year genius?"

"Funny, wait for Senior Brother Xiafeng to defeat him, see what face he has!"

"It is estimated that the second lap is already his limit!"

Zhuo Bufan won the first place in the prison, and broke the record of the metaplasia pool one after another, and won the appreciation of Zhou Guanshi and even the hall master Su, which made some disciples involuntarily regard Zhuo Bufan as their opponent. , Produced jealousy.

Human heart is a very strange thing. Like Fengtiandu, a disciple who has been famous for a long time, most people hold the attitude of admiration and awe, and if Zhuo Bufan is like this, the disciple who has just emerged in the Seven Sects, It is squeezed out by everyone's jealousy.

In the next period of time, Zhuo Bufan and Fengtian no longer acted, instead they sat in the sky above the blood demon pool and practiced, continuously introducing the blood evil spirit floating around into their bodies, and slowly tempered their bodies and Internal organs.

This kind of competition can't end in a short time, but for a cultivator, perhaps the most indispensable thing is time.

For three days, Zhuo Bufan and Fengtian had been sitting in the void and practicing, and the disciples in the Blood Demon Pool had not decreased, but were increasing continuously. Tens of thousands of disciples appeared in the Blood Demon Pool at the same time.

Even Su Yuanfan and Guanshi Zhou were shocked by this incident, but the two did not come to the Blood Demon Pool, but instead watched the match between Zhuo Bufan and Fengtiandu in the Silver Dome.

"Guan Shi Zhou, how do you think this Zhuo Bufan is better than Fengtian?" Su Yuanfan stood in the sky above the silver dome with his hands on his back, looking at the image of the void in front of him. Among them are Zhuo Bufan and Fengtian. Sitting in the sky above the Blood Demon Pool.

"It's hard to say. Although Zhuo Bufan is talented, he has just entered the Seven Sects for less than half a year, and Fengtian is a long-established genius disciple. Entering the Inner Sect is a certainty... It's hard to tell. Guan Shi frowned and shook his head.

Su Yuanfan glanced at him and said with a smile: "So, do you like Fengtian more?"

"After all, Fengtiandu's strength should be stronger, and the talented disciple who can rank in the top of the seven sects." Zhou Guanshi said.

"However, this time I look better at Zhuo Bufan, he is not easy!" Su Yuanfan stared at the screen in front of him again, slowly and authentically.

When this kind of practice lasted until the fifth day, Zhuo Bufan finally opened his eyes. There was a bright light in his dark eyes. For five days, the effect of the blood evil spirit on the second circle was good, but he thought It will take at least four months for the body to reach the level of'can accommodate the power of the ninth star'.

It doesn't matter if it is placed in the past, after all, the four months of cultivation time is just a blink of an eye for the monks, but the situation is different now.

Yuan Qing and two law enforcement disciples were beheaded by him. The matter has not been exposed yet, but with the passage of time, sooner or later, Qimen will discover Yuan Qing's disappearance. When the time comes to investigate, it is inevitable that he will not be found.

Prior to this, Zhuo Bufan couldn’t wait to improve his strength. Only if he had enough strength could he gain a foothold. The thing that worries Zhuo Bufan the most is that Yuanqing’s family is also quite a family that is not weak. Going to Yu Lanxing to deal with his family, at that time, it was useless to regret it.

"The rule of survival for the weak and the strong is cruel, but it is also an iron law. Only when you become stronger can you make others jealous and dare not move your family." Zhuo Bufan clenched his fist secretly in his heart, immediately raised his head, and continued to face. Flew forward.

Ahead is the location of the third circle area.

The third circle of the Blood Demon Pool is a watershed. Only about a thousand people can enter the third circle. Compared with the seven sect's millions of disciples, such a probability is very rare.

And the blood that permeated the evil spirit in the third circle was ten times more dense than the blood evil gas in the second circle, almost condensed into a blood mist, covering a large area in front.

"Zuo Bufan moved!"

"He wants to hit the third lap?"

"Too reckless. The third circle is a watershed. It usually takes a few months to practice in the second circle before it is possible to challenge!"

At this time, many of the disciples who saw Zhuo Bufan's actions began to pay more attention to them, accompanied by low-pitched conversations.

"Is this guy really so strong?"

Seeing Zhuo Bufan heading to the third circle area, Liu Chun's eyebrows in Liu Ye couldn't help being tightly gathered together, with a dignified look on his face.

After a while, Zhuo Bufan stepped directly into the third area, and at the same time, the blood suffocated like a thick mist. If a squally storm surges toward his body, the pores outside the skin continue to absorb the pure blood. After tempering his body, his whole body felt like being grilled by fire, and there was a tingling sensation.

"The blood evil spirit here, whether it is richness or quality, is far beyond the second circle area." Above Zhuo Bufan's face, there was also a hint of shock, which can only be felt after entering the third circle. To the domineering power of its blood evil spirit.

"You surprised me, Zhuo Bufan."

Just as Zhuo Bufan was running the exercises to absorb blood energy and using it to temper his body, a faint voice sounded in front of him, with a little majestic power, and it was Fengtiandu who was sitting in the third circle area.

"In the Blood Demon Pool, every lap is stronger than the blood evil spirit of the previous lap. The more you go to the back, the harder it is to step into another area. You can step directly into the third lap area, but let I took your words high, but today, you will definitely lose!"

Feng Tian turned his back to Zhuo Bufan, with a sonorous voice, and he took a step forward and flew forward again, surrounded by a strange blood mist around his body.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan's eyes twitched slightly, and it seemed that Fengtian seemed confident to break into the fourth area.