Ouyang Ming glanced at the tree wall that could not see the edge, and then looked at his small body.

Although he also understood that the arms he released were very great and that he could be valued so much by Wutong Wood because of this arms. However, with his own strength, he wanted to leave a mark on it. What an overestimating behavior is this.

It seemed as if I could see Ouyang Ming's thoughts, the faces on the bark were filled with flattering smiles, and said, "Sir, don't worry, I will fully cooperate with your actions and will never disappoint you."

Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched slightly and said, "I said, can you change your face? Looking at this face, I will have psychological disorders."

What this tree man simulates is Ouyang Ming's face. Anyone who is in his situation will probably not be happy.

The human face on the tree immediately changed fundamentally, but this time it was not a male face, but a beautiful female human face. Even its voice changed drastically, becoming more pleasant and pleasant.

"As for orders, sir."

Ouyang Ming shook his head helplessly. He wanted to leave, but he faintly sensed the determination of this sycamore tree.

If he really left without hesitation, God knew what crazy actions this sycamore tree would do. This guy has been waiting for tens of thousands of years in this secret small world, just like a drowning person, suddenly seeing hope for liberation. If he cannot achieve his wish...

Ouyang Ming stretched out his hand, and the fire suddenly boiled up and said, "What should I do to leave a mark."

The tree man was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Sir, as long as you leave burning scars on me, you can."

Ouyang Ming said slowly: "Where is it?"

"Of course it's the main trunk." The man's face swayed for a moment, disappeared suddenly, and replaced by a handprint.

Without asking, we can tell that the size of this handprint is definitely the same as that of Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming's muscles twitched slightly. It was extremely rare that this old tree demon had been waiting for many years.

He flashed, and had already arrived at the side of the tree wall, and pressed down the arms in his hand fiercely.

His eyes were so great that he immediately pressed on the handprints of the bark, and the raging arms burned and surging.

Ouyang Ming did not hold back at all this time, and he definitely did his best. Under this unfathomable tree, he had no idea of ​​hiding his shortcomings.

However, what made Ouyang Ming feel incredible was that although he had released the arms to the extreme, the old tree bark seemed to be like water and fire, not to mention the burning, there was not even a trace of scar.

Ouyang Ming widened his eyes, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

No matter how powerful the materials he encountered, his arms could be melted in a very short time. However, when facing these old tree barks, he actually felt helpless.

No matter how powerful the flames released by oneself are, the old tree bark is unmoved at all and there is no change at all.

Ouyang Ming's face changed drastically. He was about to withdraw his flames when he heard the fierce cry of Wutong Wood Tree Man: "Ah, what a powerful Tianfeng Fire, sir, you are really amazing."

Ouyang Ming's face turned pale and he said angrily: "Hey, are you enjoying me?"

He could feel that his flame had not even hurt the other party at all, but it was saying the powerful Heavenly Phoenix Fire. Isn’t this an obvious sarcasm?

The tree man hurriedly shouted: "Stop angry, how dare I spend your funeral? It's just that the power of your flame is extremely pure... This is the purest fire of the heavenly phoenix."

Ouyang Ming's heart moved slightly, but he said mercilessly: "Hmph, what kind of fire of the sky phoenix, you can't even break through your old tree bark. Forget it, you'd better find someone else."

He said, but the flames on his hands were burning with no sign of weakening.

"Ah, sir, don't." The tree man screamed and said quickly: "It's my bark that is too thick, but I have tried my best to restrain it and weaken all defenses. Sir, please stick to it. As long as the Tianfeng Fire can burn a piece of old skin, you should be able to touch the core and leave a mark."

Ouyang Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Your bark is really strong. How long does it take to burn it thoroughly?"

"Sir, very soon." The tree man said carefully.

"How long does it take? If you don't say it, you'll break up in one beat." Ouyang Ming said very simply.

The tree man was helpless, and the voice became lower and lower: "About a month."

"What? How long?" Ouyang Ming asked in disbelief.

"Ah, this...at most three months!"

The expression on Ouyang Ming's face was unpredictable. The only feeling in his heart was that this old bark was so powerful that it was incredibly powerful.

He could already be sure that in order to leave his mark, the sycamore wood tree man must have cooperated with one thousand percent. Since it said that it had weakened its defense as much as possible, it must be like this.

But even though it has weakened its defense to the extreme, its own arms still cannot burn its bark in a short period of time. Even if it continues to burn, it will take one to three months to achieve superimposed damage.

So, if this sycamore tree exerts its defense to the extreme, how far can it reach?

As soon as he thought about this, Ouyang Ming felt countless goose bumps all over his body.

He suddenly felt that even if the Ghost Claw Venerable and the Ten Thousand Beast Venerables were here, he would not be able to hurt him at all.

But even such a powerful existence was so proud that he begged himself to build a nest here... Bah, I'm not a real bird, so why build a nest?

No matter what, this is my own great fortune. Not to mention three months, even if it is three years, I have to complete the mark first.

After calming down his mind, Ouyang Ming applied his spiritual power to the flame in his hand, and the flame suddenly became a little stronger. However, for Ouyang Ming, although the flame was a slight breakthrough, this old wutong wood that had lived for countless tens of thousands of years did not feel at all.

However, it also felt Ouyang Ming's efforts and was deeply moved.

From the moment of its birth, Wutong Wood must complete its lifelong mission.

This is their instinct for existence, and it is also a mark engraved in the bones, which cannot be erased under any circumstances.

After countless years of wind, rain and loneliness, this tens of thousands of years finally waited for a day of improvement. It would never give up. When it sensed Ouyang Ming's efforts, it almost burst into tears.

After so many years of hard waiting, I finally waited for the son of destiny. This feeling is wrong to feel it myself, and it is really indescribable.

Willow branches suddenly appeared behind Ouyang Ming, and the two sections of these willow branches strangely grew huge leaves.

Then, these leaves swung rapidly along a frequency, forming a strong and intense wind that kept blowing Ouyang Ming's body.

Ouyang Ming, who was burning with arms, was slightly stunned. He turned his head and saw these leaves that appeared quietly. He glanced at them and couldn't help but laugh. This old tree man was also an interesting guy.

However, this was just the beginning. Another willow branch came to Ouyang Ming. A big fruit was born on the willow branch. When it came to Ouyang Ming, the fruit suddenly cracked from the tip, and a sweet smell suddenly filled.

The three spirit beasts including Dahuang smelled this smell, and their eyes were shiny and they salivated without any image.

Ouyang Ming hesitated for a moment. Of course he understood that at this moment, the sycamore tree man would never frame him.

After opening his mouth and sucking, the juice in the fruit suddenly entered his mouth like running water. As the juice entered his mouth, Ouyang Ming's eyes couldn't help but lit up.

This is not a juice, it is simply comparable to the fairy liquid... no, it is a good thing that is more high-end than ordinary fairy liquid.

After the juice entered the mouth, it immediately flowed into the belly, and in the shortest time it turned into spiritual power and spiritual power, making up for all his consumption. Moreover, just a few mouthfuls of juice had already produced a strong sense of fullness. Not only did the hunger and thirst disappear, but even the spirit seemed to become energetic.

After entering the secret realm, although Ouyang Ming did not go through any life-and-death battle, he was still somewhat exhausted. But at this moment, he was no longer tired or exhausted.

"Wang..."

Suddenly, Dahuang couldn't help but roar.

I have something good, think about me!

Ouyang Ming chuckled and said, "Give it a little, okay?"

"See the order, sir." The tree man said without hesitation. Three more vines appeared, and the same fruit appeared in front of them.

Although this fruit is precious to Ouyang Ming, how could it take it seriously?

A few fruits are just like a hair in a tiger.

Ouyang Ming pressed one hand on the handprint, constantly releasing powerful flames, always burning the old skin.

This old man is really tenacious and hard, and the fire that can destroy financial iron cannot penetrate it. However, Ouyang Ming showed great patience at this moment. Two months later, Ouyang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hazy feeling in his hand, as if he had finally made some progress.

At the same time, the entire oasis trembled slightly, and the tree man said happily: "Sir, it's going to be successful soon, please come on."

Ouyang Ming chuckled, his breath changed slightly, and the endless flames seemed to burst out completely at this moment.
Chapter completed!