"This will have an effect. The longer you stay in it, the greater your good fortune will be." The middle-god-level consummate tribe said solemnly.
Had it not been for him to have passed the optimal body tempering time, and to protect these three people, he would have jumped into the blood pool to practice.
The three clansmen clenched their teeth and tried to stay in the blood pool for a longer time.
After Feng Jingyu entered the blood pool, he kept sinking. He found that there was still a lot of space under the blood pool. It was not a simple pool, it was very deep.
Feng Jingyu followed the blood pool all the way down, and then came to the bottom of the blood pool. There was still a space underground in the blood pool, and there was a huge dragon bone on this side.
The bones of this dragon are larger than the bones of the dragons above, and they are even more ancient. The bones have lost their luster, and may break with the touch.
"This isn't the ancestor of the Flood Dragon Clan, right?" Feng Jingyu guessed that being able to appear below here and being so ancient must be a very powerful existence in the Flood Dragon Clan.
However, Feng Jingyu carefully observed the skeleton and found that there was a problem with the skeleton. It did not seem to be the skeleton of the Jiaolong clan. Looking at the entire shape of the skeleton, it looked like a real dragon.
Feng Jingyu repeatedly observed carefully, and in the end he was very sure that this was the skeleton of a dragon and did not belong to the Jiaolong clan.
"How could a real dragon's skeleton appear here? Could it be said that this is the reason why the Dragon Clan built the dragon nest here?" Feng Jingyu was puzzled.
Because this true dragon skeleton was too old, it was completely useless. Feng Jingyu did not waste time on it, but continued to walk along the space inside.
Although this space is huge, there is only one space, and the terrain is not complicated.
Feng Jingyu discovered that in this space there were three bloody elixirs he had been taking before suspended. He stepped forward and they were indeed exactly the same elixirs.
"Does that guy get his pill from here?" Feng Jingyu asked in confusion.
Immediately, Feng Jingyu collected the medicine. These three medicines were kept by Long Zichen for cultivation. It is estimated that Long Zichen can cultivate to the middle god level perfect state.
Feng Jingyu turned around here, and there was no other gain. There must be something in it before, but after so many years, it is estimated that the Flood Dragon clan has almost obtained it.
Feng Jingyu left this space and continued to temper his body in the blood pool. He found that the more bloody water was underground, the more terrifying the power, and the power above was transpiring up from below.
When Feng Jingyu started practicing, he felt that the sharp pain was really unbearable. Compared with the above, it was many times more uncomfortable. Feng Jingyu can only practice in the blood pool for one hour at a time. After one hour, he must have it. Leave, otherwise he will feel that his body is going to be completely broken.
Fortunately, there is a space at the bottom for him to rest, otherwise, he really doesn't know what to do.
Feng Jingyu took a rest for half an hour, using this half hour to digest, and then continued to practice in the blood pool, absorbing the power in the blood pool frantically.
In the blood pool, besides the Nine Barbarians found this cave, the Yin Lei clan also found this cave.
The two sides did not go to war, and the Nine Barbarians did not necessarily have to occupy it. This blood pool is so large that it does not matter if there are more people. Besides, even if it is to occupy, it needs that ability.
Once the war starts, they might have nothing.
After the silver thunder clan came in, they immediately felt the breath of thunder power left by Feng Jingyu, and couldn't help but frowned, "There is still the breath of thunder power in this?"
The face of the members of the Nine Barbarians suddenly became cold, and said: "The breath of the power of thunder?"
"Absolutely can't be wrong." The Yin Lei clan's clan humanity.
"Then besides your Silver Thunder Clan, there are other races? A member of our clan was beheaded here, should it be killed by your clan?" The Clan member of the Nine Barbarians said coldly.
"You don't want to spit people, we have just arrived, how can you kill your tribe? Besides, if you really kill, will I stand here and talk to you well now?" A middle god of the Yin Lei clan is consummated The clansman snorted coldly.
The members of the Nine Barbarians heard this and felt that it was reasonable. If it was really done by the Yin Lei clan, then they would not have said what they said just now.
The people of the Nine Barbarians were silent, and the people of the Silver Thunder clan said: "The aura here is different from that of my Silver Thunder clan, and it is not the work of my people."
"Could it be that there are people who have mixed in?" The tribe of the Nine Barbarians immediately guessed.
The people of the Yinlei clan said: "This possibility is unlikely, but it cannot be ruled out."
How could they not think that in such a situation, how could someone get in? That was coming in under the staring of a few Great God-level powerhouses.
Immediately, the middle-god consummation powerhouse of the Yinlei clan let his five clan members enter the blood pool to practice.
Among these five people, one of them was extraordinarily strong, and the silver light all over his body seemed to flicker uncontrollably, and the power of thunder in his eyes would beat from time to time, which was very extraordinary.
Among the three members of the Nine Barbarians who had been soaked in the blood pool, one of them also had a very sturdy body. His eyes fell on the youth of the Silver Thunder tribe, and his eyes were full of expectation.
The youth of the Yinlei tribe also looked at the youth of the Nine Barbarians, but their eyes were very calm, as if they did not take the youth of the Nine Barbarians seriously.
The five youths of the Silver Thunder Clan all entered the blood pool. After entering the blood pool, the entire body of the five members of the Silver Thunder Clan flashed with silver light, and the expressions on their faces were also changing. Far beyond their imagination.
Not long after the people of the Silver Thunder Clan came, the people of the Three God Clan also came, then the people of the Sacred Cow Clan, and finally the people of the Fire Sparrow Clan appeared. All five races found here.
People of five races have entered this blood pool, it seems a bit crowded.
Only Feng Jingyu alone occupies a large area under the blood pool, and it is also the best place for cultivation.
When the people of the five races gathered here, they didn't know that there were already a dozen flood dragons gathered outside the Dong Mansion, each of which was a middle-god realm, blocking the entire Dong Mansion.
Roar!
The Jiaolong roared at the entrance of the cave, and then he heard a voice from outside, saying: "Listen to your people, if you want to destroy my Jiaolong clan, you will have to pay a price, and you will all die."
Everyone in the cave mansion heard the sound of the Flood Dragon outside, and they were all incomparably shocked. They were surrounded by the Flood Dragon.
Immediately afterwards, blood-colored balls rushed into the cave mansion, and the blood-colored balls exuded very terrifying power. The clansmen of the five races in the cave mansion were all startled.
Before they could come back to their senses, the big bloody balls exploded immediately, and a wave of terrifying force impacted, spreading in the cave, and the entire cave was shaking violently.
"Together to resist." Someone yelled.
The clansmen of the five races in the cave immediately burst into a powerful aura, forming a huge barrier, resisting the attacks of those blood-colored balls exploding, and preventing these forces from hurting the young clansmen in their clan.
Feng Jingyu felt the shock from above, and was a little surprised. He didn't know that the above thing happened there, but no matter what happened above, it would not affect him for the time being.
Inside the cave, big bloody balls were thrown in one after another, exploding continuously, and the five middle god-level powerhouses of the five races in the cave were fully resisted.
"Kill out, slash those guys." A middle god of the holy cow clan shouted loudly.
"Kill!" The Firebird clan also roared.
Then the middle god level powerhouses of the five races all rushed out. Outside the cave, dozens of flood dragons roared and rushed forward, and the sharp claws immediately grabbed them.
The middle god level powerhouses of the five races are not vegetarians, and their divine power exploded, and they were killed together with the dozen dragons.
Among the dozen or so dragons, there is a Middle God-level Dzogchen, and with their combat power, they can almost sweep the audience.
"Quickly notify the great God-level powerhouse outside to come in and save us." A tribe member of the Three Gods race immediately separated a divine soul and rushed out quickly.
At the same time, the Yinlei tribe and the Nine Barbarian tribes all sent out messages to let the great god outside know what happened inside.
Jiaolong knew that he would definitely not be able to survive. They would kill one if they could kill one, and if they could kill one pair, they would get one pair. In short, they couldn't lose money.
Great God-level powerhouses of the five races were waiting outside, they quickly got the news from inside, and they were immediately angry, and the nameless Great God-level powerhouses all rushed in.
The gap between the Great God-level powerhouse and the Middle God-level is a world of difference. When the five Great God-levels appeared, the Middle God-level clansmen of the five races were almost dead, and there were only one or two Middle Gods left. The level of Dzogchen is still struggling to support it.
Of course, on the Flood Dragon Clan, there were only six of the dozen or so Flood Dragons that were still able to fight.
After the appearance of the five great gods, the flood dragon was completely desperate. It was a force that could not be resisted at all.
"All of you in this nest of Flood Dragons are going to die." The Great God-level powerhouse of the Silver Thunder clan looked at his tribe being killed by the Flood Dragon, and roared in anger.
The five Great God-level powerhouses shot together, and the remaining flood dragons were all obliterated, and then the entire flood dragon clan was cleared again to ensure that there were no fish slipping through the net.
Confirming that there is no danger in it, the five great gods left, still letting the junior look for good fortune in it.
Feng Jingyu felt that the movement above had disappeared, and knew that the Flood Dragon should be completely annihilated.
He came out of the blood to rest, and suddenly, he felt an extra breath in it, and his heart was suddenly shocked.