Although the blood -colored tree essence has no strength, the venom can corrode anything that binds it.

Chu Yan went back, looked at the blood -colored tree essence, kicked it with his feet, and asked, "Why do you want to be overbearing in this Qushafeng? Have you ever hurt the innocent people?"

The blood -colored tree was struggling for a bit, and found that it really couldn't break away from the tied lines that day, and had to lie on the ground with a fate. The original dead wood trunk opened two eyes, blood red and red.

Wu Li asked Chu Yan back in surprise, "Is it conscious tree essence?"

"Well." Chu Yan responded that such a powerful blood -colored tree essence was naturally conscious and very likely to speak. [

If it wasn't for Jinling Firebird today, he and the dance pear had two people.

The dance pear was not so embarrassed. She thought that the blood -colored tree essence was afraid of the flame in the morning. At that time, because she wanted to stop the spread of the blood -colored juice. Therefore, she didn't have time to use the three flavors.

The arrival of Firebirds gave her a lot of time, because those vines and trees made her unable to approach the deity at all, so the dani would go up at the last moment and seize the most smart one

Opportunities, at the moment when the branches and rattan were burned, the blood -colored tree essence was tied with a flowing moon whip, so that it could not move.

This is the only weakness of the blood -colored tree essence that Wu Liluo saw.

Its toxicity is as flexible as a snake, which makes the dancing pear fall and Chu Yan's back.

Chu Yan asked so much that the blood -colored trees first abandoned themselves, ignored Chu Yan's question. Later, Chu Yan returned to hold a soft sword and pointed at the bloody tree essence straight.

The very low voice said, "I rely on the aura of Qushafeng to become the blood -colored tree essence, and naturally it is rampant and domineering here."

Dance pear narrowed cold eyes, tightening the silk that day.

The blood -colored tree stood up in a painful state, with a hoarse groaning sound, and it sounded stuffy.

"Loose, loose!" The bloody trees gritted their teeth. If they were not subject to people, it would not let this small human be torture themselves so.

Dance Pear fell half of his eyes and only said, "Tell me, where is Bilu?"

When the blood -colored tree essence listened to the dani losses, he shivered fiercely, and his blood -red eyes stared straight at Wu Liluo. It seemed a bit unbelievable.

Wu Li Luo tightened the silk silk silk in his hand again, and said coldly, "Say, where is Bilu?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Even if I was very painful, the blood -colored tree essence was still reluctant to say.

Wu Li took a cold and smiled coldly, squatted down, and said to the bloody tree, "Don't you tell me? Then you will die hard."

"Deadly die, what else is ugly?" The blood -colored tree essence was probably not so threatened by people, and his pride also got up.

It is a tree essence, and it does not believe it. What will this small human be human?

It does not die, at most it is to extract the soul, and then classify a tree of ordinary trees.
Chapter completed!