Cultivators are essentially fighting against heaven and humans.
If you always look forward and backward in everything you do, and hesitate to move forward, then why are you a cultivator? Go home and herd the sheep as soon as possible!
Besides, even if there is a real problem, Chen Feng believes that he can solve it himself.
Saying that, Chen Feng stepped directly into the blood pool without any hesitation.
The moment he entered, Chen Feng felt a powerful spiritual energy rush directly into his body.
Chen Feng couldn't help but raise his head and let out a long roar. The bones in his body were like fried beans, crackling incessantly.
The blood-red pool water rushes into his body, accompanied by a strong pressure and impact.
Originally, Chen Feng's bones were already pale golden and hard enough, but under the impact of the pool water, they were not enough to look at.
"ah!"
Chen Feng yelled, some bones had cracks appearing, like broken porcelain, it only takes one chance to be completely destroyed.
"This pool of fruit is certainly not simple."
Chen Feng was a little frightened. Although there were some cracks in the bones, there was still a spiritual energy that was slowly repairing his body.
With the impact of the pool water, the bones in Chen Feng's body gradually changed. The broken bones were constantly destroyed and restored, and the color was no longer light gold, but revealed a jade-like luster.
As the bones changed, waves of roaring sounds came from Chen Feng's body, and the blood revealed a coquettish light, like the above-mentioned agate.
The meridians are constantly being widened, and Chen Feng's body has been tempered for many times, but a layer of gray appears on the surface, with a little bit of red mixed in.
Chen Feng's body was constantly swaying, like a strong bamboo in the wind, still standing tall despite the wind and rain.
As time goes by, the bright red water in the blood pool gradually changes color, from the initial blood red to the current light red.
On the contrary, it is true that Chen Feng's body is covered with blood-red lines, as if he is sleeping, exuding overwhelming power.
The water in the blood pool continued to be absorbed, and finally formed a blood-red cocoon, tightly wrapping Chen Feng in it.
With the appearance of the large blood-red cocoon, the old man who disappeared before appeared again.
He looked at the big blood-red cocoon, his expression unpredictable, his eyes as deep as thousands of years of ice.
In the end, he couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that one day I would see this scene again. It's a pity that it's not from my clan."
The old man sighed a little. He had seen such a scene before. It was an amazing genius from the Zhan clan.
After being baptized in the blood pool, he became even more dazzling and invincible.
It was also him who led the War Clan to the position of king and to the top.
Even hundreds of years after she left, the Zhan clan is still a first-class family.
If that had not happened at that time, the glory of their war clan would still have continued.
It's just that things in the world are unpredictable, and the current War Clan can do it too. With the foundation they built at that time, they are slowly recovering.
"Can such brilliance be seen in him?" The old man murmured to himself, he was not sure.
But he also understood that Chen Feng's future achievements would not be so small.
"I hope he will remember the Zhan clan." The old man sighed and felt that he needed to use his strength to talk to them.
Such geniuses cannot be enemies, they can only be friends. Sometimes, they even have to help each other.
The old man glanced at Da Cocoon and disappeared again.