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Chapter 970 Scarlet Sacred Skeleton Tree

At night.

After a good sleep, Yang Mu, who felt refreshed, stood up, stretched his body, looked at the fat young man, and saw that the other man's bright eyes were still staring at him.

Yang Mu remembered that this guy was looking at him before he fell asleep.

How many hours have you been looking at it?

"Am I so handsome?"

Yang Mu touched his face, a little confused.

Seeing Yang Mu getting up and walking towards him step by step, the fat young man shrank his body and said with a tangled look on his face:

"I thought about it for several hours, but I still think it won't work!"

"no?"

Yang Mu frowned.

If you take your own elixir and then say no when things get tough, do you think you really have no temper?

The fat young man made a grimace: "I'm actually fine myself, but I'm afraid my parents won't be able to accept it if it gets worse!"

Yang Mu's forehead was full of questions: "How come your parents can't stand asking you to lead the way for me? Your life is about to be lost. If you don't give it a try and wait to die here, is this what your parents want?"

"Uh...lead the way?" The fat young man was stunned.

Yang Mu walked to the cell door without saying a word.

He took out the Chixiao Sword and easily cut a huge gap.

Seeing this scene, the fat young man's eyes almost rolled out of his sockets.

This iron prison was made of black ink divine iron. Why did it look like it was made of tofu in front of this man?

Also, how did his sword appear?

"Space ring?"

Thinking of this, the fat young man swallowed.

Cultivators who can possess space rings are basically either at the Snake Dragon Realm or above, or have a great background.

No matter which one, it was far beyond his original positioning of Yang Mu.

Previously, he only thought that Yang Mu, like himself, was just an ordinary cultivator in the physical realm.

But now that he thought about it for a moment, he realized that his thinking was too simple.

How could an ordinary cultivator in the physical realm easily give himself the elixir from before?

"What are you still doing? Lead the way!"

Yang Mu lowered his voice and said.

The fat young man finally understood that the other party was not targeting his body...

He smiled awkwardly, ran to Yang Mu in small steps, and whispered in surprise:

"Good brother, I didn't expect that you have a great background. Are you just unlucky enough to be caught?"

Seeing that Yang Mu was so young and was also imprisoned like himself, he took it for granted that Yang Mu was not very powerful but had an extraordinary background, which was why he could possess the space ring and those magical weapons that cut iron like clay.

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"I think I'm pretty lucky. Don't waste time. Lead the way and see what your blood is used to feed."

Yang Mu pointed outside the cell and motioned for the other party to hurry up.

The fat young man looked bitter: "Why are you so curious? How about we just run for our lives!"

Yang Mu said: "You can run away if you want. Take me there first, and then you can run away by yourself."

Seeing that Yang Mu had made up his mind, the fat young man sighed and tiptoed out of the cell door.

He glanced around, as if he had lost his way. The next second, he simply closed his eyes, as if he knew the route well, and felt that all the routes were in his mind.

Yang Mu followed the fat young man and soon came to a dry well in the back garden.

The fat young man opened his eyes and pointed at the dry well: "Down there!"

Yang Mu reached out and grabbed the fat young man's shoulder and jumped into the dry well.

What surprised Yang Mu was that the dry well was thirty or forty meters deep.

As soon as we reached the bottom of the well, there was a strong smell of blood that hit our face.

"This is it! It's like a maze in here, with many twists and turns. Thanks to my good memory, if it were anyone else, I would be dizzy even with my eyes open, let alone remember the route!"

The fat young man boasted that he didn't need Yang Mu to urge him this time, he walked quickly forward.

They have all come here, and he also wants to find out what kind of monster the blood of himself and others was used to feed!

As the fat young man said, the passage under the well is like a labyrinth of intricately intertwined caves. Ordinary people will definitely be confused when they come here.

Finally, the two came to a stone gate.

Pushing the stone door open, the smell of blood almost made the fat young man vomit.

"It's right here! It's right in front!" said the fat young man.

Yang Mu said: "You can leave now."

"Let's go?" The fat young man didn't respond.

Yang Mu said: "Aren't you going to run away for your life?"

Only then did the fat young man understand what he meant. He thought about it and shook his head: "No! It's like a maze in here. If I leave, how will you leave later?"

"Why are you so concerned about my life and death?" Yang Mu was a little surprised.

The fat young man said matter-of-factly: "You saved me, so I can't ignore you! Otherwise, I would be too useless. Although my strength is not that great, I am still very loyal!"

"What's your name?" Yang Mu asked.

"Pang Ruhai!" The fat young man scratched his head.

Yang Mu said no more and walked forward.

The fat young man followed quickly, and soon they saw the blood-colored lake, and also saw the extremely strange crystal tree in the center of the lake!

"What the hell is this? It looks too evil!"

Pang Ruhai stared with a pair of small eyes, his face full of shock.

Yang Mu was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "The scarlet sacred tree! Moreover, it is a mature scarlet sacred tree!"

Although he had known for a long time that the blood was used to feed the treasure, this treasure was still far beyond his expectation.

"Scarlet Relic Tree? What is that-"

As soon as Pang Ruhai asked curiously, he saw scarlet venomous snakes in the blood lake in front of them. Like lightning, they flew out of the water and shot toward them.

Although he didn't know what the scarlet sacred tree was, he recognized it immediately when he saw the bloody snake with horns on its forehead.

"Yin-blood Jade Sunflower Snake? No! How could there be such a ghost? Run for your life! Run away!"

The fat young man's expression changed drastically.

He once saw an introduction to this poisonous snake in an ancient book.

Although the above introduction is not much, there is one sentence that he remembers clearly:

If a cultivator below the Tianyuan realm encounters a Yin-blood jade sunflower snake, he will definitely die; if he encounters a group of Yin-blood jade sunflower snakes, even a cultivator at the Tianyuan realm will have a narrow escape from death!

Dozens of Yin-Blooded Jade Sunflower Snakes shot out in front of me, the size of the snake swarm.

For a cultivator in the physical realm like him, no matter how many times he comes, there won't be enough for these poisonous snakes to fill his teeth.

"I thought he had a big heart and was so affectionate that he left a group of beasts here to guard him?"

Looking at the dozens of Yin-blooded Jade Sunflower Snakes that were approaching in front of him, Yang Mu did not use the Red Sky Sword. He just made a fist with his right hand and punched out.

The punch seemed weak and made no sound.

Waves of energy fluctuations, like invisible waves, swept towards the group of Yin Blood Jade Sunflower Snakes.


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