Chapter 197: Into the blood lake

Chapter One Nine Seven Entering the Lake of Blood

"Nothing to plant!"

Xiao Fan glanced at Zuo Jiangli disdainfully. Zuo Jiangli's strength was really not in his eyes, but Xiao Fan was a little afraid of the mysterious power in Zuo Jiangli.

"You!" Zuo Jiangli gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Fan. If his eyes could kill someone, Xiao Fan had no idea how many times he had died.

However, Xiao Fan didn't bother to continue talking to him, and led everyone away.

This can make Zuo Jiangli's anger not light, his complexion is blue, and the veins on his forehead violently wriggle like a worm.

He seemed to hold a torrent of resentment in his chest, unable to vent, he could only point to Xiao Fan's back and said: "Boy, you really think you are a scallion. You are just a bloodline of the Battle Soul Continent. It has not been recognized by Mount Xiuluo. !"

Xiao Fan turned a deaf ear and had already arrived at the bank of the Blood Lake, quietly waiting for the fish to leave.

He recalled the attitude of the three elders just now. He didn't know what the other party meant for a while, neither confessing himself nor sinning himself?

This is not the answer Xiao Fan wanted.

If the three elders admit their status as the son of the Asura Mountain heritage, Xiao Fan can also use his energy to meet the Asura Mountain Lord.

But if he didn't admit it, the matter would be troublesome. Xiao Fan had to reach the Shura Mountain with his own strength and strive for the illusory inheritance of the illusory King Shura.

Jian Luo and the others stood behind Xiao Fan, not knowing what Xiao Fan was thinking, their eyes swept over the lake of blood from time to time.

At this moment, around the Blood Lake, a faint **** light wave was faintly enveloped, like an enchantment, covering the entire Blood Lake. Only the entrance to the Tianyun Pavilion was located.

If you want to participate in blood lake fishing, you must enter through the four entrances of Tianyun Pavilion, otherwise there is no other way.

Of course, the general God of War realm can break through that barrier and enter, but the key is that no one dares to break through the barrier at all, unless they don't want to live.

"Jian Luo, go and prepare the boat and fishing rod." Xiao Fan said without looking back, staring at the lake.

"Yes, son." Jian Luo nodded, and the blood lake fishing started. There are already many stalls selling boats and fishing rods around, which are not ordinary hot.

It took half an hour before Jian Luo bought the boat and fishing rod to return. At this time, the mysterious fish at the entrance of Tianyun Pavilion finally began to slowly recede.

After another half tea time, the sea finally returned to calm, and on the blood lake, the shadow of half of the mysterious fish could not be seen.

Only then did Xiao Fan and his entourage walk towards Tianyun Pavilion, facing the hordes of Upanishad Fish, their hearts were completely lost.

But now, when the school of fish has dispersed, they have nothing to worry about.

During this period, many monks left the West City and rushed to the three attics in the other three cities. There are so many sacred fishes gathered here. If you want to come to the other three entrances, this kind of sight will not appear.

This is indeed the case. The sight of fish dancing in a wild is only found near Tianyun Pavilion, and the other three entrances are relatively safer.

At this moment, outside the Tianyun Pavilion, there were already several long queues, and the crowds were rowing towards the depths of the blood lake one after another with their boats.

"Sword Luo, are the boats and fishing rods ready?" Xiao Fan looked at Jian Luo.

Jian Luo took out several soul rings and threw them to the people: "All are ready. Everyone has prepared ten boats and ten fishing rods. The fishing rods have the highest tenacity, even if you catch the ten-stripe fish. under."

Xiao Fan took the ring, nodded, and entered the blood lake to fish. Boats are necessary, because even the God of War cannot fly over the blood lake, let alone fly across the sky.

As for the fishing rod, it is used to catch the sacred fish. After countless years of development, blood lake fishing has matured a lot.

Don't underestimate these fishing rods, they are all magical soldiers. A fishing rod is worth a lot, especially the highest tenacity fishing rod, which is worth as much as a thousand magic stones.

Ten fishing rods cost a full 10,000 sacred stones, which is not something most people can afford.

Jian Luo bought fishing rods and boats for six people, but spent more than 60,000 sacred stones.

Therefore, people who can generally participate in blood lake fishing can be regarded as relatively wealthy monks.

"Cut, I still want to catch ten-stripe sacred fish. It would be nice to catch a few three-stripe sacred fish. Buying the best fishing rod is a waste."

"That's right, some people are really unusually naive. Ten-stripe sacred fish can only appear once in thousands of years. Not to mention the catch, you can't even see it."

"A sacred fish with ten patterns, it is estimated that all of us are not opponents, we still hope that it will not appear."

Hearing Jian Luo's words, a ridiculous voice suddenly came from all around, and their eyes looked at Xiao Fan with contempt.

Jian Luo snorted coldly, and didn't bother to pay attention to them. If it were normal, he would not believe that there were any ten-patterned sacred fish, but with Xiao Fan, he had already witnessed many miracles.

Perhaps this time the ten-stripe sacred fish may appear, but it is not easy to catch the ten-stripe sacred fish.

"Ten Thousand Divine Stones." Finally it was Xiao Fan's turn and a monk who guarded the gate said lightly.

They don’t ask for their names, but only collect the sacred stones. Each person has ten thousand sacred stones, one hundred people is one million, and one thousand people is ten million.

Xiao Fan had felt that he had enough soul stones before, but it was still far inferior to the method of earning the **** stones in Xiuluo Mountain.

"Six people." Xiao Fan took out a soul ring and threw it to the monk guarding the door.

The guardian cultivator gave Xiao Fan a slightly surprised look, then took out sixty thousand sacred stones at once, and also helped his servants hand in the sacred stones, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Xiao Fan didn't care about his thoughts. After handing in the sacred stone, he took the lead and walked forward.

The Tianyun Pavilion was built next to the lake for this reason, allowing easy access to the blood lake. On the first floor of the Tianyun Pavilion, there is a small wooden bridge that stretches volley into the blood lake.

The monk took out a small boat, threw it into the blood lake, urged it with divine power or soul power, and quickly shot towards the depths of the blood lake.

Xiao Fan also took out a small boat from the soul ring and threw it on the surface of the blood lake, where he jumped into it.

"What a powerful energy fluctuation." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, feeling that a huge force was acting on him, and his body couldn't fly across the air. The ban on flying above the blood lake seemed untrue.

Then he was surprised to feel the changes in the blood lake. The spirit of the gods here is not known how many times stronger than the shore, it is definitely a good place for cultivation.

Jianluo, Ancestor Qingfeng and several people came to Xiao Fan one after another, feeling the energy fluctuations around them. Jianluo, Chu Qingkuan and Xiao Tianyang were also very surprised. Only Ancestor Qingfeng and Ancestor Chiyun were relatively calm.

"Master, this lake of blood gives me a very unique feeling." Jian Luo narrowed his eyes and said.

"How does it feel?" Xiao Fan asked.

"I feel that my soul is no longer getting stronger all the time. Although the speed is very slow, I can really feel it." Jian Luo Ning said.

"It's not a big deal, do you think the ten thousand sacred stones were paid for nothing?" Qingfeng ancestor said indifferently.

Seeing everyone wondering, he explained: "I heard that there are some spiritual springs below this blood lake, which can naturally nourish the soul. Even if you can't catch the sacred fish, you can still practice here, but it's not a long time, only about ten days. Only time."

"You said there is a Lingquan at the bottom of the lake? Has anyone been down there?" Xiao Fan suddenly became interested when he heard the words Lingquan.

Lingquan, that is an extremely rare treasure of heaven and earth. He has seen many things that cultivate and strengthen the flesh, but he rarely sees the treasure that can strengthen the soul.

"I also heard what people said, the details are not very clear." Qingfeng Old Ancestor shook his head and said.

"So, let's go." Xiao Fan's face showed disappointment.

He didn't particularly care about it, but he was always thinking about the spiritual spring at the bottom of the lake. If he could get a depression of the spiritual spring, Xiao Fan was confident that his soul clone could reach the peak of the God of War.

After that, several people drove the boats separately, and rushed towards the center of the blood lake.