There is a red liquid in the Dragon Blood Pond. Legend has it that it is the product of the fusion of the blood of the real dragon and the vitality liquid in the earth veins.
Once you enter the Dragon Blood Pond to cultivate, it will have the effect of rebirth, and you can build the strongest foundation!
Dragon Blood Mystery is very magical, but it also has special rules.
The space passage from the human realm to the dragon blood secret realm has a very fragile structure. Once the great master of martial arts enters, it will cause the fission of the space!
The human race paid a huge price for this!
Three great masters of martial arts have fallen!
After continuous research, the human race has mastered the characteristics of the dragon blood secret realm.
It's not just the martial arts master who can't get down.
The space channel is opened once a hundred years, and a maximum of 100 people can go down each time.
After a month, the creatures that are not native to the secret realm will be directly sent back to their original world due to the rejection reaction of the secret realm.
These 100 people must be geniuses among geniuses in order to survive in an extremely dangerous environment and make rapid progress!
The damage rate of Dragon Blood Secret Realm is as high as 30% or more every time!
There are less than seventy people out of a hundred people who can return to the land of the human race.
They either collected a large number of dragon blood stones, or experienced the baptism of the dragon blood pool, and they all became the mainstay of the human race!
After a hundred years, as long as they are alive, they are almost all giants!
"Count the time, the Dragon Blood Secret Realm is almost open!"
"But I heard that the pre-selection assessment has already ended, and the quota has been set."
Chu Jingtian raised his eyes and seemed to understand Du Zhengdao's thoughts. .
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"The pre-selection assessment did end a month ago!"
"But do you know how many people we elected this time?"
Du Zhengdao looked at Chu Jingtian with a wry smile.
"how many?"
"Eighty-three!"
Du Zhengdao just finished speaking, Chu Jingtian frowned: "How come there are so few?"
"In recent years, my human race seems to be stable, but in fact, the dark tide is surging!"
"It's not as good as it looks!"
"The creatures in the cave are not stupid. They know that if there are my human race, and a steady stream of strong people appear, they will never be able to destroy us!"
"So they formed an assassination organization to target the young geniuses of my human race!"