Time flies, years pass, and before you know it, many years have passed.

In the cave, a skeleton sat silently, as if it had been dead for a long time, silent.

Suddenly, there was a click, and the skeleton stood up, and a burst of blood flashed, turning into an ordinary-looking gray-clothed middle-aged man.

This person is none other than Zhang Fan. Years ago, he carelessly devoured a trace of Spirit Water, and now, he has finally recovered and survived.

"This spiritual water is much stronger than the blood water in the sea of blood, but fortunately I survived, otherwise, if I die, it will be too wronged. ”

He felt himself, the peak of the late stage of the seventh turn of Xuangong, the primordial spirit, the physical body and the Dao Xing went hand in hand, and it was equal.

"Xiaohuo, how is the cultivation of the bloodthirsty fruit tree, how many bloodthirsty fruits are there?"

Xiaohuo replied: "Boss, with the help of the spirit water in the Bloodthirsty Orb and the mysterious liquid in the Palm Heaven Bottle, all the bloodthirsty fruit trees are alive, and there are tens of thousands of bloodthirsty fruits now. Among them, there were twenty-three thousand nine hundred and fifty-three bloodthirsty fruits the size of a fist, eight hundred and seventy-five the ones the size of a human head, and thirty-four with a diameter of nearly three feet long. ”

As soon as Xiaohuo's voice fell, Zhang Fan's face was full of surprise, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, and opened his mouth to ask: "Bloodthirsty Fruit, there are so many now, have I been in retreat for a long time?"

"Boss, you have been in retreat for more than 1.3 million years, and the outside world has only passed a few decades. Xiaohuo responded.

"Fortunately, it's only been a little while, and there is nothing to do, so let's continue the retreat. ”

Then, Zhang Fan made every effort to refine many treasures such as the Heaven Swallowing Bag and the Chaos Bead, and then integrated them into his personal world one by one to accelerate the world's evolutionary ability.

In addition, some of the spiritual water and mysterious liquid are also constantly cultivating the World Tree, in order to accelerate the evolution of this small 'Heavenly Dao' and feed back to the world.

Immediately, he resumed his mechanical life again, devouring the bloodthirsty fruit, while recalling the feeling when he came out of the Valley of Reincarnation, and from time to time he went to soak in the sea of blood, as for the spirit water, he did not act rashly for the time being.

When the more than 24,000 bloodthirsty fruits were all devoured, Zhang Fan was still the seventh turn of Xuangong, and he was only a trace away from the eighth turn, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

So, after thinking about it again, he decided to take another risk, lure a trace of spiritual water into his body, and break it and stand up in order to break through.

A trace of spiritual water entered his body, and a heart-to-bone pain came, and he could hold back without saying a word, but he couldn't help but tremble all over, sweating like rain.

In an instant, Zhang Fan went from a sturdy person to skinny and skinny, and after a while, he completely became a skeleton.

That's it, skeleton, recovery, skeleton, recovery...... After a few rounds of the Spiritual Water, the plan finally succeeded.

Xuan Gong Eight Turns, the realm of the Heavenly Dao, the physical body has reached the Chaos Spirit Treasure, the Yuan Shen is incomparably powerful, and he is not a monk in the Heavenly Dao Realm, but due to the restrictions of the Dao of the World, his Dao is slightly insufficient, and it is difficult to exert his full strength.

Then, Zhang Fan looked at the bloodthirsty orb and refined it again, and then he hid the sea of blood in it and walked in.

He hung among the jewels, looked at the empty space, and shouted: "The lord of this place, who is still alive, don't hide, come out." ”

For a long time, no one answered, Zhang Fan saw that his face was expressionless, and his mind moved, and there were a few clicks, and more than a dozen spatial cracks appeared, and many people fell out of it.

There were a total of fourteen new people, of which five were in the early stage of the Heaven Transformation Level, five were in the middle stage, and four were in the late stage.

As for the others, they had already been forced to bleed one by one during Zhang Fan's retreat, and finally died tragically in it, and no one survived.

And these fourteen people, all of them are the best in the Heaven Transformation Level, if the bloodthirsty orb is uncontrolled, then there are only two fates for them, one is to continue to hide and survive, and the other is to be forced into a sea of blood and turn into ashes.

Now, Zhang Fan has obtained the bloodthirsty orb, and their fate has also changed.

"Fourteen of you, if you want to die, stand up, and this seat will fulfill him now. ”

Fourteen people, none of them are idle people, they can't leave, they are forced to stay in the sea of blood, and they have survived until now, to say that they don't want to live, it is simply impossible.

"If you don't speak, it's okay, then I'll ask you if you don't want to die, so I'll ask again, who wants to go out? ”

Fourteen people looked at Zhang Fan silently, without saying a word, and the expressions on their faces were extremely rich, some were questioning, some were surprised, some were gloomy, some were ready to move, and so on.

"Hehe, since you don't want to go out, let's stay here, maybe I'll be in a good mood one day, and maybe I can let you go. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Fan sneered, squinted at the fourteen people, and sneered.

"Wait, this ...... Fellow Daoist, Daoist friend is really blessed, and the opportunity is not small, congratulations to Daoist friend for winning this treasure! Everyone is a monk of the same level, there is no injustice and no hatred, why don't you let us go, if he has something to do in the future, but he will never postpone what he wants, how about it?" One of the one-eyed monks, he arched his hand to Zhang Fan and said politely.

This person is a mid-level cultivator, one-eyed, and there is a scar around the other eye, which is slightly hideous, and he has a lewd face, so he doesn't look like a good person.

"Very good, since you are the first to open your mouth, this seat will give you a face, three paths, you can choose. First, open the origin of the primordial god and let this seat plant a prohibition. Second, die, and third, win this seat and let you go. ”

Zhang Fan squinted his eyes and looked the one-eyed monk up and down, he hadn't fought for a long time and had just turned eight turns of Xuangong, seeing that he had only turned into a mid-level cultivator, he was a little eager to try.

"Okay, Daoyou is refreshing, then we will make a decision, please......."

The one-eyed monk's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously for a moment, and then answered the letter suspiciously. However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another black-robed man: "Wait...... Wait, this fellow Daoist, is this true? As long as we win the battle against the Daoist, the Daoist friend will let us go?"

This black-robed man was one of the four late-stage cultivators of the Heaven-level among the fourteen people, he was burly, with a golden mask on his face, and only two big eyes were exposed, and he was blazing.

"Hehe, it's late, he has three paths, and you, only the first two!" Zhang Fan pointed at the one-eyed monk, turned his head to look at the black-robed man and everyone present, and sneered.

He didn't look at everyone's ugly faces, and with a wave of his hand, he controlled the bloodthirsty orb and forcibly separated them from each other, separated by a transparent film. On the surface, although the two sides are close at hand, in fact, they are close to the end of the world.

There were two sides, one side was Zhang Fan and the one-eyed monk, and the other side was the thirteen remaining monks in the orb.