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Chapter 44 Blood Spirit Fruit

The fat squirrel saw that he was doomed, and screamed without dodging. He just covered his two small claws in his face and was about to die.

Fortunately, it is endless.

Just as the bloodthirsty vine barely touched its fur, a flame-three-legged black fell down the air, and three claws grabbed the vine together.

With a "swish", the claws immediately burned black, and a stream of fire element followed the vine up. In an instant, the part exposed on the surface was red, and a burst of sweet fragrance and burnt smell spread.

Almost at the same time, all the vines that penetrated the surface were treated the same. At first, they were twitching slightly, as if they wanted to retract, but that was it. In just one breath, all the veins were burned, so how could it escape.

Seeing this smooth, Zhang Fan showed a smile on his face, but he didn't dare to slack off before he got the Blood Spirit Fruit.

He pinched his hands with his fingers, first pointed forward, then suddenly withdrew, and shouted softly, "Get up!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of flame-three-legged blacks flapped their wings and exerted force at the same time, and suddenly raised them up.

Their bodies made of flames were visible to the naked eye. Their heads were bigger at the last moment, and smaller than fists the next moment. In a moment, all the three-legged blacks were exhausted and burst out lightly, dissipating in the air.

"The control is not perfect enough." Zhang Fan sighed secretly when he saw the three-legged blacks dissipating for a while. After all, he was not proficient enough, and his spiritual power was not evenly distributed, and he could not exert his maximum power.

Although the flame three-legged black vanished, its purpose has basically been achieved.

The huge force that burst out instantly pulled down, the entire body of the bloodthirsty vine, along with a huge rock wrapped around its roots, was pulled out of the ground, like a pile of straw in a farmhouse, piled up into a large area in a mess.

As soon as the three-legged black scattered, it made a move that the straw pile would never make.

Nearly a hundred vines danced wildly, covering all the surrounding areas instantly with the dense splashing water.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was not only not surprised, but instead smiled.

The isolation effect of Wuchao is indeed amazing. Even though he has made a move, he has not moved. The Bloodthirsty Vine cannot tell where he is, so he has to use such an inefficient method to protect himself.

This is also the bloodthirsty vine, although it is a demon vine that is not comparable to ordinary vines, but it has not evolved into eyes and can only judge the enemy's position by relying on its breath, so it is naturally blind.

If you encounter another monster, as long as you have eyes, you won't let him get away with it.

At this time, most of the bloodthirsty vines were scorched. Under the traction of the huge force, the veins in the body were broken one after another, and even the stones attached to the root system were taken out, and there was no chance to escape.

Zhang Fan naturally would not take such an opponent to heart, but just stretched out his palm forward, stretched his palm down, spread his five fingers, and then clenched it suddenly.

At the same time, a huge palm over the body of the bloodthirsty vine was covered with strong wind, covering the sky, the sun and the earth, and cage the body of the bloodthirsty vine and all the vines together.

The giant palm was slowly tightening, and the bloodthirsty vine, which was compressed to the point of becoming smaller and smaller, seemed to feel the arrival of doomsday and struggled even harder. The "crackling" sound of the vines whipping the giant palm kept ringing, almost forming a group of them.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, not wanting the life of the Bloodthirsty Vine to be so tenacious, and he didn't want it to be a plant, but he was more like a flesh-and-blood monster.

But that's all, he didn't want to delay any longer. If he accidentally attracted a large group of old cicadas, his life would be in danger, but it would be inevitable to escape in a panic.

He didn't see any movement, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his palm that stretched forward instantly dyed a layer of red. Then the giant palm that grabbed the body of the demon vine also emitted a dazzling red light.

"Swish!" A sound of sound as if a large amount of liquid was vaporized, and the giant palm seemed to suddenly lose its support inside, collapsed in and wrapped it into a fist.

With a move, he quickly came to Zhang Fan and spread it out.

There are a large number of things like grass and wood ash in the palm of the palm, dyeing the originally translucent place black, with only two small apertures in the center, flashing red and red light from time to time.

Zhang Fan took the two red apertures into his hands, then dissipated the big grab, allowing the piles of ashes to scatter, becoming fertilizer for this land.

In the aperture, two full, dark and shiny fruits were lying quietly, seemingly inconspicuous, but they firmly attracted his gaze.

Without the protection of the aperture, these two fruits will naturally burn into ashes like the body of the bloodthirsty vine, but how could Zhang Fan be so careless in doing things? Long before exerting force, he divided these two apertures to protect them firmly.

The palms swayed gently, and the two apertures disappeared instantly, and the two blood spirit fruits also lost their support and fell obediently on his palm.

"The color is like ink, as deep as stone, and the shape is like nectar. It is a good Blood Spirit Fruit." Zhang Fan took a quick look and smiled on his face, then stretched out his fingers to gently stroke the peel.

A fragrance that looked like blood but not fishy, ​​like wine but not mellow suddenly emanated, lingering between Zhang Fan's mouth and nose, and never dissipated for a long time.

He took a deep breath in his body, then controlled the fluctuation of the blood and blood in his body, took out a jade box, and put them away with the precious place.

It is indeed the essence of blood, which can improve the life span of immortal cultivators. But a little smell makes him unable to resist the urge to swallow it in one mouthful.

This desire comes from the depths of the soul of the living body, and is a nature, just like the instinctive desire of humans for meat and the instinctive demand for sugar and salt, which is only a hundred times stronger.

The two blood spirit fruits he obtained did not satisfy Zhang Fan, but instead aroused his strong desire. If it weren't for the fact that he still had reason, he would have wanted to rush into the forest and have a try.

After all, reason defeated the impulse. He hesitated for a while, but pressed his desperate thoughts and turned around and walked towards the place where the second bloodthirsty vine appeared.

If you fight for your life in a long journey, you will be afraid that you will have a short life. How can you do such a stupid thing?

Just as Zhang Fan left, a fat squirrel returned to the nest after a long journey. However, just as Zhang Fan's road to immortality had just begun, its moving road continued.

"How many times has this been?" The fat squirrel had tears in his eyes, and then embarked on the long journey of moving.

Zhang Fan naturally didn't care about the movement and death of a bait. He just killed the four bloodthirsty vines outside Cangmu Forest in just two hours at the fastest speed. Adding the first two, he got seven blood spirit fruits in total, which was a huge harvest.
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