My spirit in Douluo is a devil fruit tree

Chapter 84 Hey, You Didn't Expect It! (hey hey hey)

I'm the evil left face...

I used to be a soul beast boss with a lifespan of nearly 10 years!

And now... I'm cold now.

No resistance.

Being punched by a human... Give me half to death, if it was before...

Eh.

Looking back on my life...the first half of my life was beautiful...the second half of my life...I was aggrieved to death.

God is unfair!

I'm so hard!

Why did I meet this dead tree! If it wasn't for it, I would be considered a 10-year-old soul beast now!

The left face recalled the memories tens of thousands of years ago:

At that time, he was already a ten-thousand-year soul beast, becoming the overlord of one party, and the nearby tribes were afraid of his strength, so they worshiped him one after another.

On a sunny morning, the humans who had been offering sacrifices to him brought three young children as usual.

Before he could open his mouth to enjoy the delicious meal...he saw a bald young man walking towards him...with a smell that made him obsessed.

Very fragrant.

Ever since, he wanted to eat that bald head, but he couldn't beat it at all...

After the defeat...the bald head didn't kill him, he just dropped a seed beside him and left.

At first, Zuo Yan thought that this person was very nice...did not take his own life...

However...he was wrong.

The seeds dropped by the bald head gradually grew, germinated, and parasitic on his tree roots.

The left side didn't pay attention.... Gradually, after the seed grew up, it became apparent that something was wrong.

This kind of seed...has been using his body as nutrients to grow...

The most irritating thing is... the bald head still put some defensive measures on that seed, so that the left face has nothing to do with that seed...

Just 500 years.

The soul power on the left face went back 1 years.

This is a scary number...

For a soul beast... that's 1 years of wind and rain.

Naturally, he refused to sit still and kept attacking the defense left by the bald young man...

Day after day, year after year.

His soul power gradually disappeared, in exchange for the growth of that seed.

Finally came a point where they hit a delicate balance...

That is symbiosis.

Over the endless years, the left side of his face has degenerated into a thousand-year soul beast... and the defense measures are also crumbling.

During this period of time, the only good news for him may be that he discovered that when the seed absorbed his soul power, it would also consume his own lifespan.

Seeing that he was about to break through the defensive measures and consume the seed, he suddenly...smelled that familiar fragrance again.

Very fragrant taste.

However, he didn't remember why the taste was so familiar, he just let the delicious food jump down...and be eaten by him.

Unexpectedly...

There is a big guy behind this food.

...

Somewhat unwilling.

At the moment of being pierced, the tree heart on the left face only had this kind of emotion.

After tens of thousands of years of practice, it was all in vain because of a seed dropped by the bald head.

It's nothing.

The practice is gone, he can start all over again!

However, just when he was about to break through the shackles and return to freedom...another person appeared...and took his life!

Clay figurines also have a three-point fire!

Deceiving too much!

The heart of the tree on the left face ignited a raging fire.

...

"This...what's the situation?"

In the cave, Meng Xiao looked at the double-faced ancient tree pierced by Ju Douluo with some doubts.

The red light on the right cheek of this ancient tree became more and more intense, and the expression became more and more ferocious, and the left cheek was cracked with the naked eye.

The whole tree was trembling, as if shedding its skin.

Or rather...

newborn!

"Kill us soon! I can't hold him down anymore!"

The cracked face on the left face was covered and eroded by the right face after saying the last sentence.

The defensive measures left by the bald youth disintegrated, and gradually the two different faces turned into one face.

Evil right face.

"kill!"

boom--

After the right face dealt with the outer left face, it erupted with an aura that was several times stronger than before, centering on him and dispersing to the surroundings.

This tree... Could it be...

Protagonist!

Meng Xiao didn't feel the crisis yet, and was still surprised by the changes in the ancient tree in his mind.

The right face in front of him is exactly like in some cultivating novels, when the protagonist is dying, he realizes or awakens, and then his strength increases greatly, smashing the opponent.

"The cage!"

After the evil glanced at Ju Douluo with his right cheek, he immediately attacked Meng Xiao first.

In an instant.

Meng Xiao only felt that the sky in front of him was blood-red, surrounded by countless white bones.

"Psychic attack?"

Meng was a little curious.

This place gave him a very real feeling, and there was even a smell of blood in the air.

...

"Fun, so much fun!"

The eyes of Ju Douluo on the side showed surprise.

"Didn't expect...I lost my eye!"

This is not a double-faced ancient tree... but the ghost tree that is best at disguising and creating illusions!

One of the top ten demon trees of ghost perception, good at mental attack, constantly creating illusions for opponents, sinking in endless illusions, unable to come out.

Gee tut.

It looks like... this magic tree is doing its job!Know how to hide yourself.

Ju Douluo narrowed his eyes, glanced at the surrounding environment, and smiled slightly.

Going out with the little guy... is really more interesting than being in that hall...

...

Meng Xiao stood where he was, and his consciousness fell into the illusion of the ghostly magic tree.

The smell of blood mingled with the breeze.

The soles of his feet were covered with mud mixed with dried blood.

What I saw before my eyes was a mountain of corpses.

What I heard next to my ears were the roars of countless innocent souls.

So real.

If this illusion was created by a thousand-year-old soul beast!

Meng Xiao washes his hair upside down!

"How to get out?"

Meng Xiao walked on this land, and glanced around from time to time. The place was endless, and there seemed to be no exit. Every few steps, he could see several bones.

Um?

Sudden.

A gust of wind passed by.

Meng Xiao retreated subconsciously.

A long thorn emerged from the soil and stabbed at him.

stab-

Meng Xiao's eyes were slightly blue, and with his left hand surrounded by thunder, he grasped the long thorn and broke it in half with force.

Gee tut.

Still trying to sneak up on me.

Really think too much.

Meng Xiao glanced at the thorn in his hand, then threw it away casually.

...

After walking for a while and pulling out a few more thorns, the scene gradually changed.

This time it was no longer a battlefield full of corpses, but a long bluestone corridor.

Oil lamps are hung on the bluestone walls at intervals, which can provide certain illumination.

On both sides of the corridor, there are cells where prisoners are held, and many death row inmates are held there.

At this moment, they were all yelling and cursing, glaring at Meng Xiao's thin body.

There are many smells in the air.

There is a damp smell, a foot smell, and a rancid smell, all mixed together.

Seeing this scene, Meng Xiao smiled slightly, seeming to confirm the ability of this spirit beast.

...

Didn't expect it!The routine has changed!

(End of this chapter)