Sword Emperor Zhuxian

Chapter 173 Re-entering the Ten Thousand Blood Pool

Qin Mo's divine sense came out and checked Xia Linghe's storage ring.

"It seems that this guy's harvest in this city of sin is not bad."

In Linghe's storage ring, there are more than 1000 armbands, and among them is the armband of the leader of a gang of bandits.

That is to say, after adding these more than 1000 armbands, his total points have reached nearly [-].

It is estimated that even if the armbands he harvests in the next five days are far less than the previous five days, his points should be enough to enter the top ten.

Of course, in addition to these armbands, there are also many rare treasure resources, with a total value of at least three hundred top-grade spirit stones.

That is to say, he has collected [-] top-quality spirit stones, and he can enter the second level of Ten Thousand Blood Pond to practice.

"I hope this time, my cultivation base can be raised to at least the seventh level of the Martial Ancestor Realm, reaching the level of a grand master. At that time, I am afraid that even if I meet a venerable at the first level or even the second level of the Wu Zunjing Realm, I will be able to compete with you." balance."

Qin Mo secretly said with a strange look in his eyes.

If he cultivates in the Ten Thousand Blood Pond this time, his cultivation strength can be raised to the level of a grand master, even if he is only at the seventh level of the Martial Ancestor Realm. With the ancient moon white sword and the pure yang demon body, he can, in the Martial Ancestor Realm, It must be able to push everything horizontally.

Even in the face of ordinary venerables of the first and second levels of Wu Zunjing, he can fight with them, at least he can guarantee that he will retreat unscathed.

Without further delay, Qin Mo lifted his footsteps and galloped towards the Ten Thousand Blood Hall.

Soon, he walked into the Hall of Ten Thousand Bloods again.

This time, it was no longer the young woman who received him, but a young man instead.

Of course, this made no difference to him.

Qin Mo took out all the treasure resources worth five hundred top-grade spirit stones from the storage ring, and handed them over to the young man. Then, under the guidance of the other party, he came to a huge pool of blood.

This naturally requires five hundred top-quality spirit stones to enter it, the second level of the Ten Thousand Blood Pool.

According to what the young man said, the efficiency of the Myriad Spirit Blood in this Ten Thousand Blood Pond to increase the strength of cultivation is at least ten times that of the Ten Thousand Blood Pond he entered before.

Most importantly, it is most suitable for the practice of great masters and venerables.

This also means that as long as Qin Mo can persevere in it, his cultivation strength will definitely be greatly improved, even if he breaks through to the level of a venerable, it is not impossible.

It's just that Qin Mo is also very clear that the possibility of really breaking through to the Martial Venerable Realm with the help of this pool of ten thousand blood is very small.

Because the young man just told him that when practicing in the Ten Thousand Blood Pond, the effect will be the best on the first day, and the effect will be greatly weakened after a day.

And it is almost impossible for him to raise his cultivation base from the third level of Wu Zongjing to Wu Zunjing in one day.

However, the hope of being promoted to the Grand Master level is very great.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Mo walked directly into the Ten Thousand Blood Pool, submerging his entire body under the precious blood of Ten Thousand Spirits in the pool.

"hiss……"

Immediately, Qin Mo couldn't help but gasped, the pain was too great.

Compared with the previous time, the pain he endured this time has increased countless times.

If it weren't for the fact that he not only possesses the strength of martial arts at the level of a grand master, but also has a body far superior to that of an ordinary grand master, I am afraid that the moment he enters this pool of ten thousand blood, his whole body will completely turn into blood and merge into the ten thousand blood pool. Lingbao's blood has become a resource for others to practice.

Enduring the severe pain, Qin Mo ran the Samsara Sword Manual with all his strength, and began to practice.

Fortunately, as time passed slowly, his cultivation strength was rapidly improving, so the pain he felt was gradually weakening.

Half a day passed quickly.

"It seems that I can only last half a day at most."

Qin Mo's eyes slowly opened, a strange light flashed in them, and he muttered.

Although this half-day of practice has directly raised his cultivation to the early stage of the eighth level of the Martial Ancestor Realm, and his strength is more than a hundred times stronger than before, but he can still feel that if he continues to practice, he will definitely explode and died.

Otherwise, according to his cultivation speed, if he can persist for half a day, even if he can't break through to the Martial Zun Realm in the end, he will definitely be able to reach the ninth level of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

Although he felt rather unwilling, Qin Mo got up and walked out of the Ten Thousand Blood Pond.

To be able to achieve such a huge improvement in half a day is not in vain. He almost exhausted his net worth.

"With my current cultivation strength, I can basically kill even the top grand masters or even half-step venerables with ease, and the general venerables of the third level of martial arts state, if they use all means, they can also be killed to a certain extent. Grasp it and kill it completely."

A faint smile appeared in Qin Mo's eyes, and he thought to himself.

Lifting his footsteps, he walked straight out of the Hall of Ten Thousand Bloods.

There are still nearly five days before the end of the assessment. With his current cultivation strength, as long as there is no thieves gang with a third-level martial arts realm or above, he can completely destroy them.

In this city of sin, there are not many such gangs of thieves.

So for Qin Mo, if he wants to get enough points now, he basically won't have any problems.

In the following time, Qin Mo continued to search for the gang of thieves in the city of sin, and destroyed them mercilessly.

Although he is no longer interested in hunting those ordinary thieves, if he encounters them, he will not let them go, anyway, it is just a matter of one sword.

……

When the tenth day was about to end, Qin Mo walked out of the city of sin without any hesitation.

The other examiners who were still alive naturally came outside the city one after another.

"Brother Qin, it seems that you have gained a lot in these ten days."

Wei Ziqin walked to Qin Mo's side and said with a smile.

"I'm afraid your harvest is no less than mine."

Qin Mo smiled lightly and replied.

He can naturally see that Wei Ziqin's current cultivation has not only broken through to the Martial Ancestor Realm, but has also reached the fifth level of the Martial Ancestor Realm, and the aura emanating from his body is far stronger than those around him with the same cultivation .

"Ten days ago, more than 300 people entered this sinful city together, but today, less than 100 people came out alive ten days later."

Wei Ziqin was noncommittal, smiled, and continued: "It is conceivable how dangerous this city of sin is, but those who can survive it will naturally gain a lot."

Hearing Wei Ziqin's words, Qin Mo secretly nodded in his heart, this city of sin is indeed extremely dangerous.

Even with his current cultivation strength, he would not dare to easily provoke those large gangs of thieves. After all, almost all large gangs of thieves not only have many venerables, but also have the presence of emperors sitting in command, which is far from what he imagined. can compete.

(End of this chapter)