Text Chapter 105 Holy Blood Fruit (Ask for Collection)

In this secret realm, the Blood God Castle, the Netherworld Valley, and the Water and Cloud Realm are all in full force, each occupying a heaven and earth, claiming the king, and in the middle of their tripartite station, that is, the core area of this space, there is a mysterious palace.

According to the news that Zhuang Juntan heard, as long as the martial artists in this space can condense the blood-colored heavenly eye, they will be summoned into the mysterious palace, but none of the martial artists who entered have ever returned, maybe they have left this space.

"Then what is the purpose of you hunting down the disciples who have entered the sect, not just to plunder their cultivation materials, right?"

Tu Ming listened to Zhuang Jun's words and had a general understanding of this space, but when he thought that they were not short of cultivation materials, they could barely survive, and it was a bit too much to hunt these experienced disciples, after all, the disciples who came in were also elites, and it was more likely to be counter-killed.

"Hehe!" Zhuang Jun showed a wry smile on his face, "Hunting experienced disciples can get their cultivation materials, and another point is that the blood river I think you have also seen, the river needs to be diluted by your blood or the blood of demon beasts, otherwise it will coagulate into blood crystals, and we will no longer be able to absorb it, so if we can kill, we must not be careless!"

"That's the case!" Tu Ming couldn't help but sigh, they hunted prisoners to obtain blood-colored soul beads, and the prisoners hunted them for the blood river, which was the foundation of their survival, and it was really an unresolvable contradiction, and the Falling Moon Kingdom really took great pains to create such a training place.

"Have you ever seen this thing?" Tu Ming asked, taking out the condensed red fruit.

"This ...... Holy Blood Fruit!" Zhuang Jun exclaimed excitedly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Holy Blood Fruit, what's the use?" Tu Ming was stunned, "Could it be that there really is such a thing in this space?"

"This son, the Holy Blood Fruit is only in the Blood Sea, the three forces have invaded the Blood Sea, and they have obtained a few Holy Blood Fruits, as long as one can make people condense the Blood Eye, and the power of the condensed Blood Eye is even more terrifying, because of this, the three forces have also broken out into a big war!"

Zhuang Jun looked at the Holy Blood Fruit in Tu Ming's hand, his eyes were full of longing, he knew that once he had this Holy Blood Fruit, he would be able to cultivate into a blood-colored Heavenly Eye, and there was a possibility of leaving this space, which was definitely a rare opportunity for him.

"Gong ...... Childe, you ...... Where did you get this Holy Blood Fruit?...... Can you ......" Zhuang Jun said this, with a pleading look on his face, "Can you give it to me, if I leave this space, I will definitely repay Childe's reinvention with death!"

"Oh?" Tu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, "The fruit can be given to you, but let me ask you a question, can the disciples we have come in to practice can cultivate the Scarlet Heavenly Eye?"

"How is that possible?" Zhuang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Childe, if you want to cultivate the Scarlet Heavenly Eye, you must transform the energy in your body into blood-colored energy, it took me nearly three years to completely transform, and the pain in it is not something that ordinary people can bear, and there is also the fact that you must have corresponding exercises to cultivate the Scarlet Heavenly Eye, how can you cultivate the Scarlet Heavenly Eye?"

"Then do you have this exercise? If so, we might as well make a deal and use the Holy Blood Fruit, how about it?"

"Huh, really?" Zhuang Jun almost jumped up with excitement.

"Of course!" Tu Ming was noncommittal, he could condense this holy blood fruit at any time, and he didn't care about half of it at all.

"Okay, good, great!" Zhuang Jun was so excited that he taught Tu Ming the exercises of cultivating the Scarlet Heavenly Eye word for word.

"A simple technique for cultivating the Heavenly Eye, not bad!" After Tu Ming fully understood this exercise, he handed over the Holy Blood Fruit to Zhuang Jun.

"Gong ...... Childe, this thing is so shocking, I want to take it directly, you see......"

"No problem, it's more hidden here, you can take it! I can give you the Dharma Protector!" Tu Ming said with a smile.

"Great, when I cultivate into a blood-colored heavenly eye, I can lead someone to help my son hunt demon beasts, and I will definitely let you win the first place in this experience!" Zhuang Jun said excitedly.

"Oh, then you don't go to the Mysterious Palace?" Tu Ming asked with some astonishment.

"Hehe, cultivate into a blood-colored heavenly eye, just pass within three months, and the son only has one month of training, so don't delay me anything!"

"Okay, you cultivate first, and then we'll have a good calculation!" Tu Ming's eyes lit up, if this was the case, he would sit back and wait for the blood-colored soul beads to be collected, and there was no need to be killed to the death.

Zhuang Jun nodded, ate the Holy Blood Fruit in two or three bites, and sat cross-legged on the ground to cultivate.

As Tu Ming's captive, Zhuang Jun didn't have to worry about Tu Ming making a move on him at all, and Tu Ming was not afraid of what would happen to him if he cultivated into a heavenly eye, you must know that this holy blood fruit contains his spiritual imprint, once it is taken, it will become his slave, and his fate is completely in his hands.

Seeing that Zhuang Jun was trapped in cultivation, Tu Ming also drove the purple qi energy in the space in his body and began to comprehend the cultivation techniques of the blood-colored Tianyan.

Time flies quickly, three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the outside list has changed dramatically, the number of blood-colored soul beads in the top ten of each list has already reached thousands, and the bottom ones are all five hundred, Tu Ming has long been thrown away.

There are also more than a dozen disciples who died in the training, and the number of eliminated has reached thousands, and the faces of some power elders have been pulled down, which is very unsightly.

"It's worthy of being slaughtered by mad swords, there are already 1,500 of them, what a battle maniac!" the eldest prince looked at the first place on the list and said with a smile.

"It is indeed a good seedling, it is worth cultivating, and the dragon who turns the river is also very powerful, and he doesn't let go, but the drunken son is a little bit unlikely, how did he get one hundred and fifty, could it be that this kid is secretly drinking and getting drunk inside?"

"This stinky boy is so virtuous, he won't be powerful until the critical moment!" King Langya took the words of the second prince and said, he was still very optimistic about the drunken son Yingzixuan.

"By the way, King Tuoba, why did the kid named Tu Ming who appeared at the beginning disappear without a trace? Won't he be eaten by demon beast......s?

"What are you happy about? As for being so proud?" Long Xiaotian pursed his lips, not caring about Prince Yong's instigation at all.

"Also, after all, it is the first time for King Tuoba to bring people to participate in the trial, is it important to participate?

King Langya is like a peacemaker, once Prince Yong and King Tuoba say something wrong, he will interject and reconcile the atmosphere, after all, all the forces in the country have come, and there are three princes, he doesn't want to make things too ugly and damage the country.

And Lei Kai sat behind and looked at the rankings on the screen, both happy and puzzled, happy that except for Tu Ming and Yuan Gang who did not enter the list, the other eight people were on the list, and the ranking was very good, the top was the ruthless Di Luo, who had already entered the top 100, Lei Doudou followed closely behind, and Feng Chengdu, the last gopher Feng Cheng, was more than 400.