Chapter 395 Plasma Fruit, Advanced Again!
in a minute.
Amidst the increasingly weak and feeble yelling, Wang Hongfang's body completely turned to wood.
The heartbeat stopped, consciousness was lost, the whole body began to deform and swell, the outer clothes were torn and torn, the inner skin fibers hardened, and gradually grew into a green tree like an elm.
The trees grew against the wind, and they jumped more than ten meters high in an instant, and they were completely invisible.
Zhu Huanan quietly looked at the tall tree in front of him, which had grown to towering heights in the blink of an eye and was still growing. His heart was as calm as water, without any waves.
For some reason, after the great revenge was avenged, there was no joy in his heart.
At this moment, his wife's gentle and beautiful smile seemed to appear in front of him again, the children were playing carelessly, and there were also the noisy figures of the disciples when they competed with each other.
From the beginning to the end, he had no interest in killing Wang Hongfang, and he wasn't a perverted murderer. Who the hell would spend all day thinking about how to kill a king-level powerhouse?
If possible, Zhu Huanan hopes that the tragedy of 30 years ago did not happen, and hopes to see his wife, children and disciples live well under him, and under his protection, carefree live and grow.
"Boy, do you think the old man is cruel, even a little psychopathic, and would even think of using such a cruel method to take revenge?"
Zhu Huanan softly asked Yang Fan beside him.
Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders: "You also said that this is revenge and revenge. Naturally, how to solve the hatred! There is no cruelty or cruelty, as long as you feel happy in your heart."
The wicked have their own grind.
Wang Hongfang was not a good thing in the first place, and he had to blame for such a miserable end in the end.
For such a person, even if his death was a hundred times more tragic, Yang Fan would not have the slightest sympathy in his heart.
"It's his own fault." Zhu Huanan said lightly, "More than 50 years ago, Zhu Hongfang used this cruel method of inoculating others to obtain the essence of others' cultivation, and took the opportunity to break through the troubles that troubled him. Nearly sixty years of cultivation barriers have advanced to the King Realm."
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and became interested. He seemed to have heard Zhu Huanan mention it just now, but it was not very detailed.
"The people he planted the spores on were his first wife, his father-in-law who has become a first-level martial king, his father-in-law's two brothers who were at the peak of the grand master, and the three most talented grand master nephews of the Chen family. "
Zhu Huanan said: "There are a total of seven people, all of whom are like the current Wang Hongfang. During a family banquet, Wang Hongfang secretly fed a parasitic purple spore, and each of them grew into a towering tree. Brilliant crimson-purple fruits emerged one after another."
"Here, it's like the one growing on the canopy now!"
Speaking, Zhu Huanan raised his hand and pointed, Yang Fan saw that at the top of the canopy of the "human tree" in front of him, at some point, a deep purple tender berry the size of an egg had condensed.
A faint fragrance fell from the treetops and landed on Yang Fan's nose, making Yang Fan take two more breaths of air.
Yang Fan thought about it, and resisted the movement of swallowing saliva, feeling as if he had been driven a little psychopathically, at that moment just now, he actually had the urge to swallow that fruit in one gulp.
This is a corpse fruit grown from Wang Hongfang's corpse. No matter how beautiful it looks and how attractive its aroma is, it cannot change its evil nature as a corpse fruit.
Such a disgusting thing, how could it make me, who has always had a mental cleanliness obsession, lose my composure?
Yang Fan secretly blamed himself in his heart,
You must stick to the bottom line, and you must not be perverted. This kind of disgusting Bara food cannot be eaten even if you kill it.
next second.
The moment the purple berries came out, the towering tree with a height of 100 meters jumped up and began to wither and shrink rapidly, like a deflated ball. It took less than a second, and the branches, trunk There are also roots that have penetrated deep into the ground, all of which have disappeared.
Only when the purple berry on the canopy grew bigger and bigger, until it was as big as an adult's fist, did it barely stop. At this time, its color began to become darker and darker again, until it became as thick as ink, and then it completely fell off from the completely withered tree crown, floating in the void.
Very weird.
It's as if this berry completely absorbed and refined the towering giant tree just now.
Now, the towering tree and the remnant body of King Wu all disappeared, leaving only a crimson purple fruit floating in the air alone.
Zhu Huanan beckoned, put the fruit in his palm, looked up at Yang Fan, and said softly: "This is the gathering of a sixth-level Martial King's lifetime cultivation, it would be too wasteful for me to eat it alone, would you like some together?" ?”
Yang Fan just wanted to shake his head and refuse, but he heard Zhu Huanan continue to say: "It's really cheap for you. After this kind of fruit is formed, it can only last for a minute at most, otherwise it will automatically dissipate and return to the original source of spiritual power."
"Eat it, even if it's only a small part, it's enough for your cultivation to directly advance to the grandmaster level! Eighteen-year-old young master, tsk tsk tsk, I'm starting to envy your fortune!"
As he spoke, Zhu Huanan waved his hand and split the berries in two. He kept more than half for himself, and pushed the other one-third of the berries to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan's body froze, his heart throbbed wildly.
To eat or not to eat, that is the question.
Then.
After a tenth of a second of deliberation, Yang Fan still decided to give South China Grandmaster a face.
Then, one old and one young, sitting on the grand master's chair in the yard, under Wang Zhihe's terrified eyes, each held half of the berries and gnawed them so sweetly.
"Old principal, Mr. Fu Wang seems to be unable to hold on anymore!"
"Then you don't dare to eat quickly, you'll run away after eating!"
"Hmm, that makes sense!"
If even Fu Zhengqing wasn't the opponent of that monstrous monkey, the two of them seemed to have no other way to go except to run away.
Obviously, neither of the two guys was mentally prepared to go up to Brother Monkey and fight desperately.
Knowing that you can't do it, you have to go up and do it hard, and go to deliver food to Brother Monkey so that people can catch them all. This is not heroism, it is stupidity.
"You took a bite of the pulp of the eighth-level spiritual fruit and plasma fruit, and the blood was surging, the muscles and flesh were greatly increased, the blood strength +200,000, strength +50, constitution +50, agility +50, spiritual will +00, king's will +, comprehension of space rules +."
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"You took a bite of the pulp of the eighth-level spiritual fruit and plasma fruit, and the blood was surging, the muscles and flesh were greatly increased, the blood strength +200,000, strength +50, constitution +50, agility +50, spiritual will +00, king's will +, comprehension of space rules +."
Ten consecutive system reminders sounded in his ears, and the strong impact of energy and blood made Yang Fan feel so refreshed that his body trembled for a while. From the inside to the outside, from the spirit to the body, there was no discomfort at all. Every inch of skin, every cell seemed to be They were all groaning.
Awesome!
Yang Fan looked very happy.
As expected of an eighth-level spiritual fruit, only one-third of the flesh made his blood strength increase by two million ticks in an instant!
There are also measurement attributes such as strength, constitution, and agility, which have also increased by 500 points!
One thousand will be added to the immortal will, ten will be added to the king's will, and even the comprehension of the rules of space has increased by ten percent!
Yang Fan's body swelled up again, and his mind felt as if he had been blown up by a balloon. The feeling of being invincible in the world was full, exciting, and ecstasy like never before.
So much so that he couldn't help but want to go out of the city to fight Brother Monkey now, he felt that he was now strong enough to kill ten Brother Monkey with one punch!
It's so awesome!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for meeting the promotion requirements and successfully advancing to the ninth level of martial artist! The strength of blood has been greatly improved, and the physical fitness has been extremely strengthened. Blood strength +90000, strength +200, constitution +200, agility +200 .”
Got promoted!
The instant increase in Qi and blood intensity for a full two million ticks directly pushed Yang Fan's Qi and blood cultivation to the full value of the eighth-level peak, and he was promoted to the ninth-level martial artist in one fell swoop!
Yang Fan glanced at the imposing Zhu Huanan next to him, feeling like he had been tricked.
What about the Grand Master Realm?
Didn't it mean that it only takes a little half to push him to become an eighteen-year-old grand master? Why, now that he has been promoted to one level, he can barely reach the threshold of a ninth-level martial artist.
Yang Fan glanced at his blood data:
Qi and blood strength: 522/522 (522/000 for the ninth level of martial arts)
There is still a full five million qi and blood strength to barely meet the promotion conditions, which is more than half of the master level that Zhu Huanan said before!
Is the South China Grandmaster fooling him, or is there some other reason?
Yang Fan quickly restrained the invincible mentality that had just risen in his heart, feeling that he seemed to be inflated to the limit, and even began to dissatisfy and question the old principal.
It's a little greedy.
He was promoted from the eighth level of martial artist to the ninth level of martial artist in an instant, but he was still not satisfied. He still blamed the old South China Grandmaster in his heart, and even wanted to beat the South China Grandmaster.
Thinking about it, Yang Fan felt a little scared. Fortunately, he controlled his inflated mentality in time. Otherwise, if he really dared to attack the South China Grandmaster, the old principal would teach him how to behave in minutes.
"This should be the sequelae of breaking through too quickly. The mentality is inflated, and it is easy to become arrogant and complacent. After a long time, it will become a violent and arrogant dick!"
Yang Fan kept telling himself in his heart that he must pay attention in the future, no matter how fast his cultivation breaks through, he can't lose his modest and low-key kind nature, and he can't set his eyes on the top and hate whoever he catches.
In that way, it is easy to die early!