I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 After half an hour, Zhang Yi was refreshed and full of health.

　　 Although it is said that there is a realm of kendo, no sword can win with a sword, but for Zhang Yi now, a good sword can still increase his strength a lot.

　　 This flying mark is very necessary.

　　 "That's good, the strength is strong again." Zhang Yi nodded.

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

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

　　 "My father is indeed well-deserved. I have been attacking for so long and I am still so strong. It is really admirable."

　　 "My father... he is a bit persistent." Zheng Jian replied with a wry smile.

　　 "This battle was so fun, and I was also tired. So I left first."

　　 Zhang Yi said, and walked to Zuixinyuan.

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng walks slowly."

Behind 　　, there was a voice of Zheng Jian's reluctance.

　　 "Good person." Zhang Yi sighed inwardly.

　　……

　　 Looking at Zhang Yi's back, Zheng Jian retracted his gaze and walked to a place in the martial arts field.

　　 There is a deep pit there, and I lay in it.

　　 At this moment, his eyes were dumb, and he muttered to himself, "That's not right, why did you lose so soon."

　　 "Where is the problem..."

　　 Zheng Jian sighed in his heart. This old man is usually quite normal. Once he fights, he will enter the horns. No wonder he will be calculated.

　　 "Hey, I really have to worry about my life." Thinking like this, Zheng Jian stretched out his hand to the old man.

　　 The peace was restored again in the following days.

　　 Zhang Yi used the excuse of comprehending the blood-qi turbo-gong to directly retreat.

　　……

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

　　Beside Zheng Jian, there are three men and two women, all young people, who are the candidates to enter the blood spirit pool this time.

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

　　 Hmm...lack of tempering from the outside world.

　　 After seeing Zhang Yi appear, Zheng Jian said, "Zhang Gongfeng, the blood spirit pool has been opened, let's set off now."

　　 Zhang Yi nodded, and the mood that had never waved before was also slightly rippling, this day finally arrived.

　　 A group of seven set out from the capital and headed for the largest mountain range in Beiling Kingdom.

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

　　 After half a day.

　　 In front of Zhang Yi and the others, a scene of cascading mountains and greenery appeared.

　　 "The Canglin Mountain Range is here."

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

　　 Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked to the front, where there was a dense forest full of large and small peaks.

　　 Zhang Yi moved his ears, and vaguely, there seemed to be a low roar of monsters.

　　 The forest in the wild has always been a gathering place for monsters and beasts, everywhere.

　　 It was just some little monsters of Tier 1 or 2, so Zhang Yi and his party naturally didn't care about it.

　　 Everyone swept in one direction in the mountains and forests.

　　 Ten minutes later, the dense mountain forest gradually became thinner, and a valley appeared in front of Zhang Yi and others.

　　 The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the south has an entrance. At this time, someone is guarding this place. It is the three major forces guarding this place.

　　 Zhang Yi and his party entered from the entrance, and suddenly they opened up in front of them.

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

　　 is like the blood of countless monsters flowing into a deep pool.

　　 Although the appearance is not good, the effect of this pool of blood is not said.

　　 The rich blood color is just a manifestation of the power of qi and blood contained in it.

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

　　 When Zhang Yi and twelve people enter it, the color of the entire deep pool will become transparent as it absorbs the power of qi and blood contained in it.

　　 "Is this the Blood Spirit Pool?..." Zhang Yi swept across the pool of water and muttered to himself.

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

　　 He has no doubt that if such a strong energy and blood can be enjoyed by him alone, his physical power will be stable.

　　 "It's a pity." Zhang Yi felt a little pity in his heart.

　　As the mind turned, Zhang Yi and his party came to the side of the Blood Spirit Pool.

　　 In addition to the people from the royal capital, the people from Spirit Sword Gate have also arrived.

The person headed by 　　 is Zhong Bei who has 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 exhorted:

　　 "The six of you, entering the blood spirit pool at this time, it can be regarded as an opportunity for you. As for how much you can grasp, it depends on your own ability."

　　 "Yes, Elder Zhong, the disciples will never let down the expectations and cultivation of the sect."

　　 Someone replied, looking at the deep pool that is soaring with strong vitality ~ www.novelmt.com~ There is a deep desire in his eyes.

　　 Zhong Bei nodded, looked at the side of the royal capital and said, "Since everyone is here, it shouldn't be too late. Let's start now."

　　 Zheng Jian nodded, and also gave an explanation to the five men and women, and then returned to Taniguchi on the same way, and waited for the work to be done here.

　　 There are only twelve people left in the same place.

　　 are all excellent disciples who have entered the blood spirit pool this time.

　　 Of course, except for Zhang Yi.

　　Originally according to the normal process, this is the link where everyone jumps into the blood spirit pool and starts to absorb the power of qi and blood in it.

　　 But I don't know if it's because of the existence of Zhang Yi, a realmist, everyone is a bit restrained.

　　 After all, the realm martial artist, in their eyes, is already an elder and senior.

　　 If everyone is a young person, there will be no scruples, but in the face of elders, it will inevitably be somewhat restrained.

　　 In a silence.

　　 A disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect couldn't help it, and said weakly, "Predecessor, shouldn't you go first, and then we will go?"

　　 What kind of tiger wolf term.

　　 Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, and he also understood, dare to feel that because of his own presence, everyone is a little unwilling to let go.

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

　　 "Then I will go first."

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

　　 In mid-air, Zhang Yi Zhenyuan circulated all over his body, forming a layer of gauze on the surface of his body to isolate the pool water and clothing.

　　 Then only heard a "puff." Zhang Yi entered the blood spirit pool.

　　 "What a pure and condensed power of vitality!"

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