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Chapter Twelve: Old Man with Dry Bones

"Huh, do you look down on my body? If the body is still there, why bother to follow me? Believe it or not, I can beat him enough to offer him the saliva!"

Xuan Ye snickered a few times, not because he didn't believe it, but because he didn't expect Gu Meier to have such a cute side. If he hadn't been together for a long time, he might have become obsessed with her now.

Gu Meier rolled her eyes and chanted the magic formula in her mouth, urging the demonic power to be injected into Xuan Ye's body.

Xuan Ye only felt a burning sensation coming from the totem on his arm. After a sharp pain, the five senses of his body became extremely clear. Even if he moved his ears, thousands of sounds came into his ears, including the "rustling" of the old tree demon walking.

"Voice.

"Front left!" He muttered silently and slowly explored the front left. After walking for almost half an hour, he saw the old tree demon walking into a place densely packed with thorns and never came out again.

Gu Meier exclaimed in surprise. "How can there be blood thorns here? Once these things come into contact with blood, they will attack in groups like living creatures. This old tree head has some skills. He can actually get such things. Look.

Your plan will come to nothing."

"The blood thorns are so powerful?" Xuan Ye was surprised. At first glance, they seemed to be no different from ordinary thorns.

"Being entangled in blood thorns, it is difficult to escape even in the Haunted Spirit Stage, not to mention that you have just entered the Transformation Stage."

Xuan Ye frowned and thought for a long time. "Mei'er, is there really no way to get through this thorny area?"

After finally finding the spirit saliva liquid, he didn't want to give up just like that.

Gu Mei'er shook her head, with a solemn look on her brows. "It's hard, that old tree head should be able to come in and out freely because of its saliva, and it has to be guaranteed to go back within the time limit."

She thought she was really in despair, but she spoke again. "Unless...you can wait another month."

A month? Xuan Ye remembered that the old tree demon needs to draw water from the spring every other month, which means he will not be in it for a while. But the problem is still there, how to get through the blood thorns?

Gu Meier saw the doubts in Xuan Ye's heart and smiled softly. "It's actually not that difficult. Just listen to me..."



A month has passed by in a hurry, and Xuan Ye has been hiding in a place not far from the Blood Thorn to practice, and would come to check on it every day.

Finally, one misty morning, the bloody thorns made a sound, and the skinny old tree demon squeezed through the thorns and walked out slowly.

Xuan Ye waited for a while, and when the time came, he acted quickly.

In less than half a stick of incense, the old tree demon suddenly turned back, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was a little uneasy.

After seeing the torn bloody thorns, his uneasiness was completely revealed on his face, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check. He found a large pool of animal blood on the ground, and part of the bloody thorns was drawn away by the blood.

Although it didn't completely turn into a gap, he felt very uneasy, so he got up and walked inside. After taking a few steps, the uneasiness became even stronger.

"No, I fell into a trap!"

The old tree demon exclaimed and turned around to see a pile of fresh animal carcasses coming towards him. However, he was in the thorny forest and it was impossible to hide.

As the blood splashed on the body, the blood thorns moved in full force, like a wild python coiling around the old tree demon, and the sharp thorns kept hitting the hard bark, making a stinging sound.

"Ah! Little beast, I, the withered old man, will definitely skin you and cramp you!"

Hearing the roar, Xuan Ye could only hurry up and run to the spiritual eye in one breath.

Only then did I discover that the thing that produced the saliva was an old green vine, which at first glance looked somewhat similar to a dragon.

Under the old vine, there is a small rough wooden bowl, with half a bowl of agar-like green colloid inside.

"Is this the spirit saliva?" Xuan Ye asked, taking out the small bottle he had prepared in advance and filling it up.

"The purity of this spiritual saliva is very high. No wonder the old tree head is so rare. Judging from the quantity, it must have been there for at least a hundred years." Gu Meier said in surprise.

Xuan Ye filled three bottles and found that there was still some left in the bowl. He wanted to stop there. But he also thought that he would be hunted anyway. If he stole a little, he would still steal.

He simply picked up the small bowl and drank it all in one gulp, not forgetting to take a sip of the old vine and eat it up completely.

This scene made Gu Meier dumbfounded. Although it was not a big deal, it was just a waste of this high-quality spiritual saliva, which made her dumbfounded.

Xuan Ye didn't think so much. He turned around and got out of his spiritual eyes. Seeing that a gap had been torn open in the old tree, he turned around and got into the forest, running hard towards the east!

That was the Hunling Stage, enough to crush him. Although Gu Meier was there, she was definitely still very weak. This was one of the reasons why he had not let her take action in the previous duel with Xuan Bing.

This running lasted for a day and a night, until the sky turned white, Xuan Ye dared to stop and slumped against the roots of an old tree to catch his breath.

Although I have made another enemy, it is really a huge profit to get a treasure like spiritual saliva!

Besides, although the Hunling Stage is strong, he is only at the level of an elder of the Bi Ling Sect. He has already provoked the Bi Ling Sect. Are he still afraid of one more elder?

"Sayako, something is not good!"

Hearing the uneasiness in Gu Mei'er's words, Xuan Ye got up immediately. I don't know if it was because of the spirit saliva, but his five senses were greatly improved, and he could actually hear a low sonic boom in the distance.

"It's him! That old tree demon!" He exclaimed, and looking at Gu Meier's solemn expression, he knew that he had guessed correctly, so he quickly got up and ran again.

"It's useless. He must have used some secret method to lock you. You can fly for a short time during the ghost stage, and you will be caught up sooner or later!"

As Gu Meier spoke, she recited the magic formula and directly took over Xuan Ye's body, and actually rose out of the air.

"Me? I can fly too?" Xuan Ye felt for the first time how vast the world was. The morning breeze blew on his face, and the coolness went straight into his heart, and a surge of heroism surged up.

Gu Meier smiled sweetly. "It also benefited from the spiritual saliva you swallowed. Although most of it was wasted, the part you absorbed strengthened your physique a lot and allowed you to fly for a short time.

"

Xuan Ye was not too happy, but immediately thought of the meaning of this passage, frowned and said: "We will still be caught up, right?"

Gu Meier didn't expect that Xuan Ye could be so calm at this moment, and even she felt a little ashamed of her strong character. "That's right, your physical strength is always limited. If you fly too many times, I'm afraid it will hurt your roots."

"Then let's fight! I believe in you!" Xuan Ye responded without hesitation.

Gu Meier chuckled a few times, gently landed on a boulder, loosened her muscles and bones, and waited quietly for the arrival of the old tree demon.

After a while, the wind roared and killing intent swept across the world.

The old man with withered bones fell from the sky, and the violent wind tore apart the surrounding old trees. His eyes were blood-red as he glared at the young man on the boulder.

"You little beast, I have been holding on for sixty years just to wait for the spiritual saliva to be full to help me break through! Hand it over now, and I promise to let you die quickly!"

Gu Meier smiled softly, with a red demonic aura flowing out of her body, and said coldly: "Old Shutou, this spiritual saliva is brewed by heaven and earth. If you keep it and don't use it, you might as well give it to me. Anyway, your talent is limited, even if you break through, it will continue.

It won’t last long, and it’s a waste if you use it!”

These words are heartbreaking.

The skeletal old man's body trembled angrily. He raised his hand and three tree roots as thick as a person came out of the ground and rushed towards the boulder.

Gu Meier also transformed into three long red tails, which were curled up with the roots of the tree.

The two sides were frozen in mid-air, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a moment.

"You're not him? No, you are a spirit!" The old man with bones calmed down and quickly activated his demonic power. The trees behind him slowly sank into the ground and turned into tree roots like snakes.

Only then did Gu Meier realize that she had underestimated this old tree demon, who could use his strange magic to transform trees into spirits. If this continued, she would inevitably be exhausted first!

She simply gave up the battle of magic and flew straight towards the old tree demon. With a sweet shout, red light condensed in her palms and turned into huge sharp claws to strike down!

With a "boom", the defensive tree roots were torn into sawdust. The skinny old man was also knocked back a few steps, with a look of shock in his eyes. "You are...!"

Before she finished speaking, seven long tails appeared from behind Gu Mei'er, supporting the tree roots that were hit by it, and then took a step forward and swung away with her sharp claws.

The skinny old man's face gradually became serious. He tore off a spine from behind and stabbed it with his sharp claws, with a cold look in his eyes. "Well, your clan should have died long ago. What's the point of leaving you alone? Die!"

The word "death" fell, and the spine twisted like a poisonous snake. It plunged into the sharp claws transformed by the evil spirit and hit Gu Meier's heart directly!

With a "boom", both Gu Meier and Xuan Ye groaned, and bright red blood flew into the air, like a blooming flower.

After landing, Xuan Ye took control of his body again and called out several times, but Gu Meier didn't respond.

His face was ashen, but he gritted his teeth and stood up, glaring at the skeletal old man.

"How? Hand over the spirit saliva!" the withered old man said coldly.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!" Xuan Ye showed determination, took out a bottle of spiritual saliva, poured it into his mouth, and looked at the withered old man with a sinister smile. "If you want it, I'll give it to you tomorrow!"

The withered old man was so angry that he couldn't speak, as if the world had collapsed. He moved the bone staff in his hand and took Xuan Ye's head!

"Wait a minute, I have another bottle!"

The bone stick stopped in mid-air, and the gray pupils of the withered old man once again shone with light, and he said coldly: "If you dare to lie to me, I will make you unable to live or die! Hand it over!"

"I left it on the road."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his spine moved again, knocking Xuan Ye away, but he didn't kill him.

Xuan Ye hit a boulder and vomited a mouthful of blood. His chest was so tight that he couldn't speak. But he was laughing in his heart. He was right in his bet, and the old man with bones believed him!

"Little one, if you can't get the second bottle out within half an hour, I'll cut off one of your arms!"

Xuan Ye coughed a few times and pretended to be timid: "My life is in your hands, how dare you talk nonsense?"

"Then hurry up and get on the road. We only have half an hour, and I can't bear an extra moment!"

Xuan Ye rolled his eyes and had a plan in his mind. He lowered his head and said, "I ran for a day and a night. I'm exhausted and seriously injured. I'm afraid I won't be able to walk through the woods for half an hour."

The hand of the withered old man holding the bone staff kept shaking. If he hadn't thought that the amount of spiritual saliva was more than the bottle, he would have crushed the half-demon's bones and spread it to ashes. Now he could only endure it and said coldly.

"What do you want?"

"How about... why don't you, old man, know how to fly? Just give me a lift?"


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