Chapter 3776

In the blink of an eye, another few months passed, and the second out of the game appeared.

"Ah, save, save me, I can't hold it anymore, save..."

In the spirit pond, another young monk yelled loudly.

Seeing this, Chunyang Daoist had a dark face, quickly moved, fished it out, and threw it by the pool, like throwing a piece of garbage, without any good looks.

"snort!"

Taoist Chunyang snorted coldly, and didn't say much, but he didn't say anything, which made people even more fearful and fearful.

The young male cultivator was limp on the ground, his expression was devastated, and he couldn't believe it.

He didn't expect that he was actually the second out, and he failed after less than half a year.

The power and energy of heaven and earth contained in the spirit pool are too amazing, if you are not careful, you will be backlashed by it, hurt yourself, and then fail.

Of course, most of the time, this backlash is not enough to make people unable to persist, and even the medicinal power in Chengtian Pond can continuously repair the damage of the immortal body.

A delicate balance is maintained between destruction and restoration.

This is also the biggest reason why many monks can continue to support.

Of course, once the monk is unable to maintain the balance, it will cause huge backlash damage and fail.

"I'm sorry, Master, but my apprentice has disappointed you." The young male cultivator said in great frustration.

Daoist Chunyang shot a cold light in his tiger eyes, and cursed: "Shame on me."

"..." The young male Xiu's body trembled, his face became paler and paler.

When Zijinhou saw it, he smiled contemptuously, and said: "Chunyang, when did you become so downcast that you actually have the same knowledge as a junior. If you fail, you lose. It's not a big deal."

In the eyes of Zi Jinhou, failure is not a big deal, except for life and death, it is a trivial matter.

Besides, Daoist Chunyang has so many apprentices, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, not bad for this one.

"snort!"

Taoist Chunyang was ridiculed for a few words, but he didn't refute it. It's useless to say more.

Business as usual.

As time went by, people were forced to give up and were thrown out of the pool of blood.

Wow!

Another monk was thrown to the shore. This person's condition was even worse than the previous monk, and he had already fallen into a coma.

"One more out." Seeing Ye Gubei, he sneered and continued to concentrate on absorbing the power of the medicine.

At this time, many guards who had been standing silently around the square began to discuss in low voices.

"In less than a year, several monks have been eliminated. It seems that the foundation of these monks is not very good. Compared with our time, it is far behind. I don't know how many people can survive to the end."

"To the end? No, if someone can survive for five or six years, it will be regarded as a high incense."

"How about we make a bet?"

"Bet, okay, how to bet, let's bet how many people can survive for five years this time, if anyone loses, they have to take out a treasure that was obtained before, how about it?"

"Good boy, it seems that you have been planning on my treasure for a long time. You are really wicked. Okay, let's take a gamble. If you lose, you have to take out a treasure."

"It's a deal, it's a bet."

"Haha, I bet only ten people can survive five years."

"I bet..."

The guards were in high spirits, and it was a pleasure to say what you said to me.

For them, the boring and boring days of being stationed in this dark and empty fortress for many years are a great torment. There are not many such good opportunities for recreation.

Naturally, no one will take care of it.

In the spirit pond, Chen Xiao's whole body was red, as if he had been cooked, and looked very frightening, but his aura was rising crazily, reaching a terrifying level.

"It's only been less than a year, and I feel that my mana has increased so much. I'm afraid it must have been nearly a hundred years of hard work."

This discovery shocked Chen Xiao very much.

The benefits of Cheng Tianchi are really too great, and now he still has the energy to stay longer.

"This is not just a hundred years, but at least three hundred years of skill. You are not the only one absorbing energy in your body."

Hiro whispered, very cautiously.

The Cepheus Fortress is too dangerous, if it is discovered, it will be a big disaster.

"Well, go ahead."

In the blink of an eye, nearly five years have passed.

Chen Xiao was in the spirit pond, feeling swollen all over, as if about to explode. It was very uncomfortable, but he could still bear it.

The operation of the five elements has also reached a limit.

A series of astonishing roaring sounds resounded through his body, like a huge tsunami wave, the rumbling rumblings continued for a moment.

It also seems that there is an invisible mill inside him, refining all the power of heaven and earth poured into his body, and then integrating it to achieve the effect of strengthening himself.

But at this time, after five years of training, there are only about 20 monks still in Chengtian Lake, and the rest have been eliminated. They are standing on the shore, watching silently.

For them, the benefits of Chengtian Pond have been exhausted, but unfortunately they only absorbed a little, and they felt very lonely.

After all, such an opportunity may exist and only once in their lifetime.

At the same time, they also discovered a not-so-secret secret, how much benefits a monk can gain from the spirit pool depends only on his own foundation and physical strength.

No matter how determined the will is, it will not help.

In the spirit pool, the pain of being washed away by the endless power of heaven and earth, as well as the terrifying pressure, is like walking between life and death, making life worse than death.

"There are only twenty monks left, and most of them are out."

Chen Xiao felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and he didn't dare to be careless.

He is very clear that the twenty people who have survived until now are definitely monsters among geniuses and should not be underestimated.

"Ah, help, help~" Suddenly, another monk called for help.

On the high platform of the square, Li Zhan, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly, moved his right hand, and with a flick of the void, the monk who was calling for help was rescued and thrown aside.

"It's him, Wu Yong!" Chen Xiao glanced lightly, but recognized him.

It was Wu Yong, the sword cultivator who was the eldest among the three immortals of Peach Valley, who was only in the late stage of Jiexian, and he actually lasted for so long.

And after such a strengthening of the immortal body, Wu Yong has already reached the peak of Jiexian, and he has gained a lot.

"Well, that's right, practice and refine as soon as possible." Even Li Zhan nodded appreciatively.

"Yes, my lord."

Wu Yong replied with a smile, not daring to be negligent, and quickly sat down on the same spot, continuing to refine the energy filled in his body to consolidate his own strength.

This point is especially critical.

By the pool, many people talked about it, some were envious, and some were more dismissive.