There were a dozen martial arts masters standing in total. These masters came from different countries in Southeast Asia. Since the customs and traditions vary from country to country, they all dressed up in their own unique ways.
At this time, more than a dozen martial arts masters were separated and sitting on one side.
They surrounded the fruit tree, and no one moved rashly.
On the one hand, it's because this fruit tree is so weird.
Around it, hundreds of bones were piled up, forming a chilling death zone.
Even someone as powerful as a martial arts master has to be on guard when seeing such a scene.
On the other hand, whoever dares to move first will definitely be attacked by others.
No one will give this fruit away!
"Everyone, does anyone know what kind of fruit this is?"
Someone asked.
This is the first time even masters like them have seen this rare and rare fruit.
"Lao Gang Leader Ning, you are Chinese, and China has a vast territory, rich resources, and a long history. Do you know what this fruit is?"
The person who asked the question was Imaiti, the great descendant master.
There are many head-dropping masters in Southeast Asia, and this great head-dropping master has the appearance of being the first. The head-dropping technique he practices is the "ghost subduing" technique, which can control ghosts and ghosts and take people's lives.
It is said that many people who died in his hands were not killed by him, but were haunted by his ghosts and frightened to death.
How many people in this world are not afraid of ghosts?
"Martial arts were indeed prosperous in the past of China. There are many strange objects recorded in many ancient books. However, this is the first time I have seen this thing, so I don't know much about it."
The old gang leader Ning had a withered face and a rough look on his face, as if he were an old farmer who had been doing farm work all his life and was extremely rough.
However, no matter who stands in front of him, they will not think that he is an old man.
Rather, one can keenly feel that the depths of the withered skin and crane's hair contain vitality that is as turbulent as the waves of the sea. It can burst out at any time and drown people, causing them to suffer disasters.
He is a second-level master who once challenged several masters in order to let the Qing Gang gain a foothold in Southeast Asia. It is precisely because of this that he, as an outsider, is able to make the Qing Gang prosperous in Southeast Asia.
"Since Elder Ning doesn't know, what about Elder Shen?"
Everyone looked towards Elder Shen.
This Elder Shen was wearing a black Tang suit, holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand. His dragon-headed crutch was bright red all over, and was covered with red paint.
But it was obviously not wood. It moved on the ground and made a "clang, clang, clang" sound. It was made of pure steel.
This is the great elder of the Nine Heavens Sect and a second-grade master.
Beside him, there were two third-level masters standing, but these two third-level masters were not Chinese, but recruited from Southeast Asia.
Currently, only he and Zhang Wei are Chinese masters of the Nine Heavens Sect, while the other two are Southeast Asians.
"I am so old and my eyesight is so dim that I can hardly see clearly. How can I know what this is?"
Elder Shen, whose name is Shen Yizhou, said with a smile.
Everyone secretly cursed in their hearts. As a master, he has the ability of "clairvoyance". How could he be blinded by old age?
"Oh, my health is failing, and I will die one day."
Shen Yizhou muttered.
Everyone laughed, pretending not to hear it.
Who doesn't know that you, Shen Yizhou, are notoriously evil-minded and like to do evil things the most? Anyone who believed his words would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago.
"No need to ask, if my guess is correct, this thing should be called 'Dragon Blood Fruit'."
Just then, someone spoke.
The speaker, riding on a huge green snake and holding a skull in his hand, was the great Malay wizard.
The great wizard stared at the fruit tree with bright eyes, almost salivating.
"I have seen in some ancient records passed down by our witch clan that it is said that Zhulong, the patron saint of the ancient witch clan, once used his own blood to cultivate a fruit tree. This fruit tree is called the dragon's blood fruit tree. .”
"The dragon blood fruit produced by the dragon blood fruit tree is said to have incredible magical power. If someone eats it, it can directly enter the first grade!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Yipin, this is the realm that many people dream of?
A great master of the first rank is rare to emerge in a hundred years.
How many years has it been in Southeast Asia that no first-grade grandmaster was born?
Just a piece of fruit can actually make people enter the first level. What kind of magical thing is this?
"Since this fruit is such a sacred object, I wonder why the great wizard is so kind and wants to tell us specifically?"
Shen Yizhou, the great elder of Jiutian Divine Sect, narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
It's definitely better to keep this kind of secret in your heart. If you tell it, wouldn't you be causing trouble for yourself?
After hearing such words, will these masters still go crazy?
After hearing this, everyone calmed down and felt that the great wizard was uneasy and well-intentioned.
"Haha, believe it or not."
The great Malay wizard sneered and said lightly, "One more thing I can tell you is that this dragon blood fruit is not ripe. Ripe dragon blood fruit is not a red fruit, but white!"
"Then how can we mature? Do we have to wait here?"
Someone frowned.
This wait, who knows how long it will take.
"That's simple. The Dragon Blood Fruit itself is cultivated with blood. This fruit feeds on blood, and the bones around it must have been sucked dry of their blood."
"As long as you give it enough blood, you can ripen it."
"This time, someone deliberately released the news and lured us here. Maybe they are interested in our blood and want to use our blood to cultivate this dragon blood fruit!"
The great wizard talked eloquently.
The blood of a grandmaster is not something that ordinary people can compare to. The blood of a grandmaster is so strong that one person can stand up to ten thousand people.
"Who is so bold and dares to plot against so many of us?"
Gang leader Ning said indifferently.
With so many of their masters, once they join forces, they can conquer any country in Southeast Asia.
Even the king of a country would not dare to do this.
"Hey, someone is coming."
At this time, Li Wenchan and his party arrived, immediately attracting the attention of many powerful people.
The great Malay wizard laughed on the spot: "Everyone, just in time, you can test them to see if they can ripen this dragon blood fruit!"
"Only the Grandmaster is qualified to come to this place today. The ants under the Grandmaster should be killed without mercy."
"I agree."
One by one, the masters nodded grimly.
In their eyes, although these people are equipped with guns and heavily armed, they are still ordinary people after all.
After hearing their words, the expressions of Ning Huaying and others suddenly changed. They came excitedly. Who thought they would hear such a result?
"grandfather."
Ning Huaying quickly looked at the old gang leader Ning.
"National Division."
Zheng Hua also quickly looked at a dark-skinned middle-aged man among the crowd. This dark-skinned middle-aged man, with thick bandages on his arms and legs, was the ancient Muay Thai boxing champion Barma.
He has some connections with the King of Thailand. He was once invited by the King of Thailand and treated as a national advisor.
"This is my little granddaughter and my deputy. You can't touch her."
The old gang leader Ning first expressed his intention to protect Ning Huaying and Uncle Yang.
"This boy has some connection with me, don't hurt him." The ancient Muay Thai boxing champion Barma also spoke, trying to protect Zheng Hua.
"Master, I brought these people here, can you save their lives too?" Zheng Hua asked quickly.
"Zheng Hua, these are just some ants, why should you care? If you want to be the king in the future, you must be ruthless and cut off when you need to, and give up when you need to!"
Balma taught.
He could save Zheng Hua alone, but if he wanted to save everyone, he would be making enemies of other masters.
"Okay." Although Zheng Hua was unwilling, he could only agree.
In an instant, the special forces he brought became abandoned.
Including Li Wenchan, who walked at the end, he also became a victim in the eyes of everyone.