In Xiaobai's space, Zhang Fan was afraid of being discovered by the cultivators of the Transformation Heaven Realm, so he didn't dare to snoop a little, so he only relied on his eyes to look out through Xiaobai.

He saw that after a few breaths, Guang Tianyu was already in danger of dying, and with the help of Wang Xuan, he successfully killed five late-stage cultivators of the Transformation Heaven Realm and fled.

After a cup of tea, the purple-robed man no longer hidden, resumed his mid-stage cultivation in the Heaven Stepping Realm, successfully killed the tall and thin monk, and headed for the next target.

An hour later, Wang Xuan was forced into a desperate situation by Shangguan Yang, and in desperation, he threw out a mid-stage cultivator of the Heavenly Realm and killed him with his hands, and he also turned into light.

Two hours later, Song Qian, Song Feng, Zhao Long and Wang Teng, they were scarred all over their bodies, and they were only a line away from serious injuries, and finally they killed several monks and were forcibly moved away.

As for the beggar pretending to be a teenager, Zhang Fan searched for the entire bloodthirsty forest, over and over again, with no trace, as if he had left, and as if he had hidden his form.

During this period, one after another, the spatial rifts came many times, and there were not a few people who came, dozens, hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands.

Similarly, outside the bloodthirsty forest, there were no less than 10,000 people who fled from all directions, and those who forcibly broke into the forest.

As time passed, more and more people died, and the amount of blood became larger and larger, and the whole mask was black, shiny, and brilliant.

In the entire blood-red light mask, all kinds of negative emotions and auras such as evil energy, ferocity, tyranny, evil, and brutality, etc., gathered more and more, and their influence on the monks was also increasing. Cultivating as a weak, they are slowly controlled by their minds, and they are either killed or become a killing machine.

And, unconsciously, the strength of the people in the mask, no matter how high or low their cultivation is, has been forcibly suppressed, one, two, and three...... Even fifty percent .......

The whole bloodthirsty forest, the whole bloodthirsty ancient tree, they seem to be alive, as if they have intelligence. They would stealthily stick out of the branches and stab at the seriously injured monks nearby, and once the monk's body was pierced, it would not take a moment or three for the scum to be sucked up, and the real bones would be gone, and they would be wiped out.

These monks, their bodies, flesh, blood, bones, spirits, mana, souls, and so on, all disappeared in an instant.

When Zhang Fan saw this scene, he studied it carefully for a long time, and he suddenly remembered what Zhao Long once said, 'I was in the forest, and I heard screams and roars, which were extremely miserable'.

He didn't think so at the time, but when he thought of it, he suddenly had a bold guess, and he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

"'Human Body Fruit', this is the real 'Human Body Fruit', what kind of ginseng fruit, compared to this fruit, the effect must be weak!"

He felt that the fruit of this bloodthirsty ancient tree should not be called the bloodthirsty fruit, but should be called the 'human body fruit' by another name.

The 'Human Body Fruit', which contains not only a human body, but also a human soul, a primordial spirit, etc., is extraordinary, but this process is too cruel and terrifying.

These fruits --- bloodthirsty fruits, and they all vary in size, the smallest being the size of a baby's fist, and the largest being the size of a human head, all of them are red, black, shiny, and bewitching.

Zhang Fan was separated by layers of void, he stared at the bloodthirsty fruit that had just appeared, and he faintly felt some blood boiling, and his blood was stretching, and he couldn't help but be attracted by it, and wanted to go up and swallow it in one bite.

If he wasn't in the small white space, he probably wouldn't be able to control himself, and once he was sluggish, he would be easily taken advantage of by others, or even die.

"Bloodthirsty fruit, good and evil fruit, according to them, the bloodthirsty ancient tree is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, and it is a little strange that it produces such fruits. It is precisely in this way that its fruit is extraordinary, and its value is comparable to the treasures of all levels in terms of size. ”

"Otherwise, no matter how good its effect is, if it is not the spiritual root of heaven and earth but artificially created, no matter how good it is, I don't dare to try. If you get poisoned, or if there are any bad consequences, or if someone calculates it, it's bad. ”

At the moment when the bloodthirsty fruit bears fruit, some people are like crazy, and they all rush towards the fruit, like moths to a fire, killing themselves.

The weak, before they could get the fruit, was either killed by the people behind them, or devoured by the bloodthirsty ancient tree, and became the nutrients for each fruit.

The strong one, under the influence of the entire bloodthirsty forest, has been greatly suppressed, barely self-preservation, more or less have obtained some fruits, and they have gained something.

However, most of the people present knew very well that if they wanted to leave, they couldn't kill five monks of the same level, and no matter how much bloodthirsty fruit they obtained, it would be useless.

So, after a short fight for the bloodthirsty fruit, everyone fell into a fierce battle again, which was even more tragic and chaotic than before.

There are also those individual smart people, who may be strong or lucky, and they all choose to kill four and keep one, or capture five alive...... Go grab the bloodthirsty fruit again.......

One of these people is Zhang Fan.

When everyone was fighting and fighting to the death in order to leave, Zhang Fan took advantage of the fact that everyone was red-eyed, and quietly separated a trace of divine thought, controlling Xiaobai little by little until he entered the forest.

He slowly floated to a huge ancient tree, and came to the fruit the size of a human head, and in a flash of thought, a collection trick was used, but it was useless, and the fruit remained unmoving.

Then, he pinched the mantra and performed a variety of supernatural powers, these supernatural powers, it is not difficult to move mountains and seas, pick stars and take the moon, but for this small fruit, it does not have any effect.

Then he saw a wisp of wind blowing, and the fruit actually shook from side to side a few times, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was ugly, and he complained about the restrictions of the owner of the land, and even resented it.

"Shen Nian steals the bloodthirsty fruit, this is already dangerous enough, this is good, we have to show up, it's too pitiful! The world is big, and the strong are the biggest! No way, other people's chassis, people are in charge, who makes us weak." ”

After Zhang Fan finished nagging, he had to stretch out his arm and grab the bloodthirsty fruit through the small white space.

In the corner of the bloodthirsty forest, next to the bloodthirsty fruit with a large head, there was a silent arm, and before it could make a move, several branches pierced it in an instant.

With a slight shock of the arm, several branches were shaken out, and only the branches flew out, and the branches were still unharmed.

It can be seen that the hardness of this tree is no less than that of the heaven-level spirit treasure, otherwise, with Zhang Fan's body at the peak of the heaven-level treasure, it would have turned into ashes long ago after a shock.