In the body tempering sacred pool, Ghosts, Ganji, and Luo Yao all had pale complexions and trembling bodies. Even if they were strong in the two or three levels of the Saint King realm, they could not withstand such a strong pressure.
Yang Kai was also in great pain, and he couldn't help giving birth to an illusion that he was about to explode and die.
But the drop of pure demon god's golden blood in his body continued to grow, which effectively relieved his pressure, so when he turned his head and looked around, he found that among the four people, only one of them was the best.
The other three are already shaky, desperate for pain.
"Ji Ping, what are you doing?" Ganji roared angrily.
Ji Ping was condescending and glanced at him lightly, his eyes full of sarcasm, without saying a word, looking at him as if looking at a dead person.
The ghost shouted sharply: "Ji Ping, you better pray that I won't be able to get out of trouble, or else you will cramp and tear you apart, so that you will die without a place to be buried!"
Ji Ping laughed and said without fear: "I have opened the altar at the bottom of the sacred pond. You are the sacrifices of the sacred pond. You can't leave from there if you have great abilities."
"Altar?" Gui Che's expression changed, and his voice hoarse: "You really conceal something."
Ji Ping sneered: "If I were to tell you, I'm afraid it will be myself now as a sacrifice! You are so sinister and sinister, I don't know, why do you think I brought you people in? Yes I don’t know that it’s such a big advantage that a person is monopolizing it? It’s a big joke. I’m not afraid to tell you that this body tempering sacred pool contains all kinds of unimaginable mysteries. It can indeed temper the body, but I want to temper the body. It’s impossible to practice thoroughly without enough sacrifices. After you die, you will be like Lei Luan. Both your physical body and your cultivation will turn into energy, and I, like that tree of birds, will change in your death. powerful."
Hearing what he said, the faces of several people turned paler, only then did they realize Ji Ping's true intentions and thoroughly recognized his sinister face.
Although Guitou and Ganji are not very wise people, they are not mediocre. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to fall into such a simple and obvious trap. They were guarding Ji Ping along the way, but the various benefits they had passed along the way made their vigilance slack, and only immersed in the joy of harvest, they came to this body tempering sacred pond. Ji Ping jumped down again immediately, and they all followed suit, until something went wrong, they realized that all of this was in Ji Ping's plan.
If it is too late to regret in the future, everyone is struggling, trying to jump out of the body tempering sacred pool, but the more struggling. The greater the force involved in the pool water, everyone can only show one head floating on the water, accepting the mad tempering of their own blood by the body quenching sacred pool, while waiting for the arrival of death.
"Ji Ping. Do you even have to calculate with me?" Luo Yaochai was confused, looking at Ji Ping sadly, a look of pleading in his beautiful eyes.
The hideousness and pride on Ji Ping's face slowly receded, and he looked at Luo Yao with some pity. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Although we have only known each other for a few years, I don't want you to die. I still like you very much, and I want to enjoy the power of this body tempering sacred pool with you."
Luo Yao looked overjoyed, and a smile appeared on her coquettish face. She thought that Ji Ping would really not let herself die.
I don’t know that Ji Ping shook his head slowly: "But it’s too late to say anything. The altar is already open. You can’t get out, and I won’t go in. Moreover, the number of sacrifices is too small. My ancestors When I came here, more than a dozen people were regarded as sacrifices. My ancestors didn’t have a strong aptitude. When they came here, their cultivation was just like that kid..."
He pointed to Yang Kai: "Only entering the third-level sacred realm, it is the lowest strength existence in that team. Anyone can bully him, anyone can instigate him, and he will not have his share when he discovers the benefits of this body tempering sacred pool. Everyone squeezed him out and occupied the sacred pond. But who knew that it was this squeeze that saved his old man’s life until everyone died. My ancestors waited until the sacred pond was calm and enjoyed the benefits of this place alone, he It is recorded in the ancient books that if there is no credit here, even if he cultivates to death, at most he is only a martial artist in the two or three levels of the Holy King. That is his limit. But do you know what his highest achievement is? At the third level, you can reach the Void King Realm in just one step!"
Ji Ping’s voice is high and emotional, and both hands are waving exaggeratedly: “Although my Ji Ping’s aptitude cannot be said to be excellent, but it is much better than his old man. Advance at the level of the king realm, and I will reach this realm one day!"
"Void King Realm!" Gui Che laughed suddenly, laughing wildly, but there was blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears. He ignored him and looked at Ji Ping contemptuously: "It's just because of you. Can you cultivate to the Void King Realm? The Void King Realm is too worthless, right."
Ji Ping was not annoyed, and said leisurely: "You will witness. When you become a part of my body, you will be able to witness with me. Luo Yao, although I am very sorry for you, but you will also be with them. A part of my body. Well, I will set up a tablet for you to commemorate you. The days to come will be long. I believe I will still meet a woman I like."
"Crazy man, you are a lunatic!" Luo Yao's face was pale, hissing softly.
"Whatever you say." Ji Ping suppressed his pity and looked down coldly. He really had nothing to say with a group of dying deaths. He said so much just now, and it was just venting.
The conditions of the few people in the pool were getting worse and worse. Except for Yang Kai, the blood in the other three people seemed to boil, breaking through the meridians, tearing the flesh and blood, oozing out of the skin, and red blood flowing into the body quenching pool. Dye the red sacred pool even more red.
Yang Kai only felt uncomfortable, and his life was not in danger.
A person’s body capacity is limited. Just like storing the Holy Yuan in the dantian, other warriors can no longer store it when they reach this limit. If they are forced in under the action of external force, they will only suffer endless troubles, and they may also break the dantian, causing people die.
Yang Kai was different. He used to condense the yang liquid, but now he can store the extra sacred yuan into every inch of flesh and blood. His physical body has no bottom line.
The effect of the body tempering sacred pool is just like those of the holy yuan obtained through cultivation. Ji Ping opened the altar below to maximize the effectiveness of the sacred pool. The ghosts such as Ganji and Luo Yao could not bear such tempering. Death is only a matter of time. .
Yang Kai was able to transform this tempering into pure Demon God’s golden blood. He wished to temper as fast as possible. Now there are as many as ten drops of Demon God’s golden blood in his body. energy.
There was a horrible howl, Ganji suddenly went mad, bursting out like a wave of power, and attacking all around frantically. His eyes were red, blood gurgling out of his eye sockets, his appearance was terrible.
bump…
There was a muffled sound, and a huge splash of water appeared in the body quenching sacred pool. After the pool fell, Ganji’s location was empty. There were only a lot of broken meat and broken limbs floating on the pool water. It sinks into the water, and then is dissolved by the pool water and becomes a huge nutrient.
As soon as Ganji died, the body quenching sacred pool boiled more and more, and a large number of bubbles emerged from below. Yang Kai clearly felt that the power pouring into him from all directions had become stronger, and he almost cried out in pain.
The sacrifice Ji Ping said was not intimidation, but true. If Ganji died as a sacrifice, the effect of the Body Tempering God Pool would become stronger.
In the next moment, Luo Yao's screams resounded across the sky, with a charming appearance, and the dignified young woman inside followed Ganji's footsteps.
Before dying, Luo Yao's eyes filled with unforgettable hatred, staring at Ji Ping, as if to imprint his ugliness into the depths of his soul.
The two exploded and died one after the other, with no bones left, and the effectiveness of the body quenching sacred pool suddenly rose to a new level.
At this moment, even the strongest Ghost Che couldn't survive, and he didn't care about being ashamed, and said anxiously: "Ji Ping, save me, I will give you the space!"
Ji Ping was indifferent, looked at him indifferently, and said indifferently: "You are dead, when the body tempering sacred pool calms down, I will naturally go down and look for it. I will take away the things in your space ring without falling, and everything here. It's all mine."
"You will get retribution!" Gui Che roared again and again.
Ji Ping laughed wildly: "I'm waiting, but you have no chance to see it."
As soon as the voice fell, Gui Che completely exploded, and the space ring he was wearing flew up into the air, and fell into the pool again, disappearing.
Ji Ping's eyes were hot, but he didn't rush to collect it.
After waiting for a while, he suddenly looked strange and authentic: "How can even the soul be melted?"
He has been guarding against the few dead people escaping from their souls, and he is also prepared to kill them if they do so, and will never let their souls leave.
What he didn't expect was that the spirits of a few people had no trace of escape at all, and they seemed to have died out with their flesh and blood as sacrifices.
He muttered to himself, suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Kai, frowned and said, "Boy, why are you still alive?"
With blue veins on Yang Kai's forehead, enduring unimaginable pain and torture, he shook his head and said: "I don't know, maybe my strength is too low, maybe I'm still on the edge, do you want to come down and check it?"
Ji Ping snorted coldly, "Do you consider me an idiot?"
Yang Kai nodded heavily: "You are indeed idiotic. You just look at what is in front of you, and you don't even know that you were attacked from behind."
Ji Ping's expression changed and he turned his head abruptly. He saw a blood-stained man with double horns, hiding his breath, and approaching quietly from behind.
"Dickie?" Ji Ping's soul changed suddenly.
After seeing the state of this monster clan powerhouse, he calmed down a lot. Dicky didn't know what kind of dangers and battles he had encountered. There were wounds all over his body, looking embarrassed, and he was only one person. All the companions who had followed him were gone.