Goddess Reborn: The Three Princesses Against Poison

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

Chu Yan walked back, looked at the blood-colored tree spirit, kicked it with her feet, and asked, "Why do you want to be domineering in this Qusha Peak? Have you ever hurt innocent people?"

The blood-colored tree spirit shook for a while, and found that it was indeed impossible to break free from the bondage of silk that day. He had to accept his fate and lay on the ground without moving. On the trunk of the originally dead tree, his eyes were actually opened, blood-red.

Wu Liluo asked Chu Yan in surprise, "Is it a conscious tree spirit?"

"Yeah." Chu Yan responded. Such a powerful blood-colored tree spirit was naturally conscious and very likely to speak.

If it weren't for the Jinling Firebird coming today, he and Wu Liluo would probably have a big fight, and the result might not be the victory of the two.

Wu Li was not so uneasy when she fell. She thought about the blood-colored tree spirit in the morning, probably afraid of the flames. At that time, she wanted to stop the spread of the blood-colored juice. So she didn't have time to use the three true fire.

The arrival of the firebird bought her a lot of time, because the vines and tree girls made her unable to get close to her, so Wu Liluo jumped up at the last moment and grabbed the most clever one.

Opportunity, when the branches and vines were burning ashes, tied the blood-colored tree spirit with the Moon Whip, making it unable to move.

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

Its toxicity is like those vines that are as flexible as snakes, making it impossible for Wu Liluo and Chu Yanhui to get close to it.

Chu Yan asked this question, the blood-colored tree spirit first gave up on itself and ignored Chu Yanhui's questioning. Later, Chu Yan returned with a soft sword and pointed directly at the blood-colored tree spirit. It shook slightly and used a

A very low voice said, "I have become a blood-colored tree spirit that relies on the spiritual energy of Qusha Peak. Naturally, I am domineering here."

Wu Liluo narrowed her cold eyes and tightened the silk that day a little.

The blood-colored tree spirit immediately showed a state of pain, and the hoarse moan sounded muffled.

"Relax, let go!" The blood-colored tree spirit said gritting his teeth. If it weren't for being controlled by others, it would definitely not have allowed this little human to torture itself like this.

Wu Liluo narrowed her eyes halfway and said, "Tell me, where is Biluo's gall?"

The blood-colored tree spirit trembled violently when he heard Wu Liluo mention Biluo's gallbladder, and his blood-red eyes stared at Wu Liluo, as if he was a little disbelief.

Wu Liluo once again tightened the Tianjian Silk in her hand a little bit and said coldly, "Say, where is Biluo's courage?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Even though I was in pain, the blood-colored tree spirit still gritted its teeth and was unwilling to say it.

Wu Liluo smiled coldly, squatted down, and said to the blood-colored tree spirit, "Don't you tell me? Then, you will die ugly."

"If you die, die, what else is ugly?" The blood-colored tree spirit had probably never been threatened like this, and his arrogance also became stronger.

It is a tree spirit, but it doesn't believe it. What will this little human do to it?

It will not die, at most it will extract its soul and then classify it as an ordinary tree.

At that time, with the spiritual energy of Qusha Peak, it can still be cultivated back.