One minute later.

Amid the growing weakening and weak shouting, Wang Hongfang's body completely turned woody.

The heartbeat stopped, the consciousness was lost, and the whole body began to deform and expand. The clothes outside were torn and torn, the skin inside hardened, and gradually grew into a green tree similar to an elm tree.

The trees grew in the wind and instantly rushed out more than ten meters high, and there was no sign of a single person at all.

Zhu Huanan quietly looked at the tall tree in front of him that had already become towering and even growing in the blink of an eye. His heart was as calm as water, without any slight turmoil.

For some reason, after he was revenged, he had no joy in his heart.

At this moment, his wife's gentle and beautiful smile seemed to appear before him, the children were fighting without worries, and the noisy figures of the disciples competing and competing with each other.

From beginning to end, he had no interest in killing Wang Hongfang. He was not a perverted murderer. Who was idle and thinking all day long about how to kill a powerful man with a king level?

If possible, Zhu Huanan hoped that the tragedy thirty years ago did not happen, and that he would rather see his wife, children and disciples living and growing up carefree under his protection.

"Boy, do you think I'm cruel, even a little psychopathic, and you actually think of using such a cruel way to avenge you?"

Zhu Huanan asked Yang Fan softly.

Yang Fan shrugged: "You also said that this is taking revenge, and resentment is aggravated. Naturally, how to relieve the hatred is coming! There is no cruelty or cruelty, as long as you feel happy in your heart."

The wicked will be punished by the wicked.

Wang Hongfang was not a good thing at all, but he ended up with such a miserable ending, which was his own fault.

For such a person, even if his death is a hundred times more tragic, Yang Fan will not feel any sympathy in his heart.

"He was blamed for his own fault." Zhu Huanan said indifferently: "More than fifty years ago, Zhu Hongfang used this cruel method of giving spores to others to obtain the essence of his life's cultivation, and took the opportunity to break through the cultivation barrier that had troubled him for nearly sixty years and advanced to the kingdom."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and raised a hint of interest. He seemed to have heard Zhu Huanan mention it just now, but it was not very detailed.

"Those who were planted by him were his first wife, he had become the father-in-law of the first-class Wu King, his father-in-law and his father-in-law's two peak-level brothers, as well as the three most talented masters and nephews of the Chen family."

Zhu Huanan said: "There are seven people in total, all like Wang Hongfang now. During a family dinner, Wang Hongfang secretly fed a parasitic purple spore. They all grew into towering trees, and they produced bright red and purple fruits."

"Here, it's like the one that grows now on the canopy!"

As he said that, 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, a deep purple tender berries the size of an egg were condensed.

A faint fragrance fell from the canopy and fell on Yang Fan's nose, making Yang Fan unable to help but breathe two more breaths of air.

Yang Fan felt aroused in his heart, and he resisted the action of swallowing saliva, feeling that he was also being taken a little psychologically perverted. At that moment, he actually had the urge to swallow the fruit in one bite.

This is a corpse fruit grown from Wang Hongfang's corpse. No matter how beautiful the appearance or the tempting fragrance is, it cannot change the evil nature of a corpse fruit.

How could such a disgusting thing make me lose my composure to myself, who has always been mentally obsessed with it?

Yang Fan secretly blamed himself in his heart, and he must stick to the bottom line and must not be perverted. Such disgusting things cannot be eaten even if they are beaten to death.

Next second.

The moment the purple berries were born, the towering tree that had already risen for a hundred meters began to wither and shrink rapidly, like a scattered ball. It took less than a second to go, and the branches, trunks and rhizomes that were deeply rooted in the ground all disappeared.

Only when the purple berry on the crown grew bigger and bigger, and grew until it was as big as an adult's fist, it barely stopped. At this time, its color began to become darker and darker, until it became rich and ink-like state, it completely fell off the completely withered crown and floated in the void.

Very strange.

It was as if this berry had completely absorbed and refined the towering tree just now.

Now, the towering trees and the remains of King Wu have disappeared, leaving only a fruit that is as purple as ink, floating alone in the air.

Zhu Huanan waved his hand and put the fruit into his palm. He looked up at Yang Fan and said softly: "This is the lifelong cultivation of a level six martial king. It would be a waste to eat it alone. Do you want to come and order it together?"

Yang Fan was about to shake his head and refuse, but heard Zhu Huanan continue to say, "It's really a bargain. After this fruit is produced, it can only stay for one minute at most, otherwise it will automatically dissipate and become spiritual power and return to its original source."

"Eating it, even if it is only half, is enough to directly advance to the Grandmaster realm! Eighteen-year-old young master, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

As he said that, Zhu Huanan waved his hand and divided the berries in two. He kept half of them himself and pushed the other berries about one-third of the size to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's body stiffened, and his heart thrust and jumped around.

Whether to eat or not, this is a problem.

Then.

After careful consideration at 0:1 second, Yang Fan decided to give the South China Grandmaster a face.

Then, one old and one young, sat on the chair of the Grand Master in the yard. In Wang Zhihe's terrified eyes, one of them held half of the berries and ate them so sweetly.

"Old principal, Lord Fu Wang seems to be unable to hold on!"

"Then you dare not eat quickly, you will run away after you finish eating!"

"Yeah, yeah, it makes sense!"

If even Fu Zhengqing was not the opponent of the demon monkey, they seemed to have no other way except to run away.

Obviously, neither of the two guys were mentally prepared to go up and fight to the death.

Even though I know I can't do it, I have to go up and work hard to deliver vegetables to Brother Monkey so that I can get them all in one go. This is not bravery, but stupidity.

"You took a bite of the flesh of the level 8 spiritual fruit berry, and the qi and blood surged, and the muscles, bones, blood and flesh were greatly increased. Qi and blood strength +200,000, strength +50, physique +50, agility +50, spiritual will +100, king will +1, and spatial rules understanding +1."

“…”

"You took a bite of the flesh of the level 8 spiritual fruit berry, and the qi and blood surged, and the muscles, bones, blood and flesh were greatly increased. Qi and blood strength +200,000, strength +50, physique +50, agility +50, spiritual will +100, king will +1, and spatial rules understanding +1."

The system prompt sounded ten times in the ears, and the strong impact of qi and blood made Yang Fan feel comfortable and tremble. From the inside to the outside, from the spirit to the body, there was no discomfort. Every inch of skin and every cell seemed to be moaning.

Awesome!

Yang Fan's expression was very happy.

It is worthy of being a level 8 spiritual fruit, and only one-third of the flesh has increased his qi and blood strength by two million in an instant!

There are also the three-dimensional attributes such as strength, physique, and agility, which have also increased by 500 points!

The immortal will add one thousand, the king will add ten, and even the understanding of the spatial rules has increased by ten percent!

Yang Fan's body expanded again, and his mind felt like he was blown into a balloon. The feeling of being invincible in the world was unprecedentedly full, exciting, and floating in the air.

He couldn't help but want to go out of the city to fight Monkey Brother. He felt that he was so powerful that he could kill ten Monkey Brothers with one punch!

It's so awesome!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's Qi and Blood strength for reaching the promotion conditions and successfully advancing to level 9 of the martial arts master! Qi and Blood strength has been greatly improved, and physical fitness has been extremely strengthened, Qi and Blood strength +90,000, Strength +200, Physical constitution +200, Agility +200."

Promoted!

The intensity of Qi and Blood increased instantly for two million knots, which directly pushed Yang Fan's Qi and Blood Cultivation to the peak of the eighth level and advanced to the ninth level of the martial arts!

Yang Fan glanced at Zhu Huanan, who was so imposing next to him, and felt like he was deceived.

What about the promised Grandmaster realm?

Didn’t it mean that he could be pushed into the eighteen-year-old master level in just a small half? Because Mao has now been promoted to a higher level and has just been on the threshold of a level nine martial artist.

Yang Fan glanced at his qi and blood data:

Qi and blood strength: 522w/522w (Martial Artist Level 9 522w/1000w)

It is still a full five million yuan short of the intensity of qi and blood to barely meet the promotion conditions, which is half the reduction from what Zhu Huanan said before!

Is it the master of South China who fooled him, or is it something else?

Yang Fan quickly restrained the invincible mentality that had just risen in his heart, and felt that he seemed to be inflated, and he began to question the old principal dissatisfied.

It's really a bit greedy.

He was instantly promoted from level 8 to level 9 of martial artists. He was not satisfied and even blamed the old master of South China in his heart. He was even so awesome that he wanted to beat the master of South China.

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 master of South China, the old principal could teach him how to be a human being in minutes.

"This should be the sequelae of breaking through too quickly. The mentality is inflated and it is easy to be arrogant and complacent, and you don't take anyone seriously. After a long time, if you don't do it well, you will become a violent and arrogant slut!"

Yang Fan kept reminding himself in his heart that he must pay attention in the future. No matter how fast he breaks through his cultivation, he cannot lose his humble and low-key kindness. He cannot be arrogant and confront anyone who catches him.
Chapter completed!