Chapter 742: Pictured

　　 "Master, this guy is dead." Wu Tongmu's voice came quietly, but there was no excitement. It seemed to kill a powerful Venerable, which was no different from the ordinary spirits who killed the poisonous knife gentleman.
　　Ouyang Ming's mouth slightly flicked and said, "I saw it."
　　 His figure flickered, and came to the body of the Venerable Magnificent Lord who was divided into more than ten sections.
　　 The vitality of the Zerg is undoubtedly the most powerful, but any Zerg is lashed out like this, it is absolutely dead and warped, and there is no possibility of rebirth.
　　 In the void, the giant tree roots have long been disbanded and put away. Only a few winding roots are quietly guarded by Ouyang Ming's side.
　　Ouyang Ming knows that this is a manifestation of Wutong Mucheng's weight. What it wants to guard against is not the corpse on the ground, but the strange blood shadow outside the secret realm. However, this blood shadow did not come in until now, should have given up the intention to enter, and stayed outside the secret realm and waited for the rabbit.
　　 Venerable Wanzuo was dead, but when he saw his body, Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed a strange glory.
　　 The body of Venerable Lord, this is a rare refining material.
　　 In the old days, the three Zerg sages such as ghost claws were burned to nothing by Fengxiang, and nothing was left. Although this is Feng Xiang's outburst and esteem for Ouyang Ming, Ouyang Ming still felt a flesh of pain.
　　If you hand over the bodies of the three Venerables to yourself, how many magic weapons can you refine.
　　 Today, when Wutongmu treated the Venerable Wanzu, although the process was a bit bloodier, it was not as simple and easy as Fengxiang, but he left the body of Venerable Wanren anyway.
　　Coughed lightly, Ouyang Ming said: "Wutong, how about these bodies?"
　　 Wutongmu said without hesitation: "Master, all this is yours."
　　Ouyang Ming nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."
　　Although because of the fire of Tianfeng, Wu Tongmu recognized him as the master. However, the strength of the two sides at the moment is far from each other, and Ouyang Ming's attitude towards Sycamore is also quite respectable.
　　The roots around Ouyang Ming bent down together, like a human bowing.
　　 "Master, everything about me is yours."
　　Ouyang Ming hesitated and said, "Wutong, what exactly do you want from me?"
　　Although he possesses arms, he is not a real phoenix after all, and he does not understand the real desire of Wutongmu.
　　Wu Tongmu was silent for a while, and said, "Master, I want to be reborn again."
　　Ouyang Ming was stunned, and his face changed slightly. When he thought of the figure occupied by Wutong wood, he felt like a big head.
　　Want to burn the sycamore wood with the fire of the phoenix? This seems to be a legendary or epic difficult task. Not to mention his cultivation practice today, even if he has achieved the cultivation practice of His Holiness, he may not be able to do this!
　　In the past, Indus Wood once said that it would take thousands of years to complete its wish. Now it seems that there is no exaggeration in this sentence.
　　Laughing bitterly, Ouyang Ming calmed his mind and said, "Okay, Indus, I must work hard to fulfill your wish as soon as possible."
　　 "Thank you Master, but you don’t have to be deliberate, anyway, I have waited so long, I won’t care about waiting a little longer."
　　 Ouyang Ming smiled bitterly, in the time concept of Sycamore wood, there is no difference between a hundred years and a human year.
　　 came to the head of Venerable Master Zou, Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, letting out his spiritual thoughts. But for a long time, he sensed what he wanted to find in the head of the centipede.
　　 It is a poison pill, which grows in the depths of the mind of Venerable Lord Zu, and it contains a huge amount of energy.
　　When Ouyang Ming sensed this energy, he also had a sense of awe.
　　 The embodiment of the power of the Venerable level can bring huge impact to people, even the dead Venerable is not blasphemy.
Just when Ouyang Ming thought about how he could remove Dudan from the head of the Wanzu Venerable, he felt a sudden flower in front of him, and the roots that had been standing beside him suddenly stretched like the same one. Hammered down the head like a hammer.
　　 Ouyang Ming's eyelids twitched, and he saw the centipede's head split, and the end of the root of the tree had rolled up poison red, and sent it to himself.
　　 This sycamore wood is too sensitive and straightforward.
　　Squeezed a smile, Ouyang Ming took Dudan and said, "Thank you."
　　 The root of the tree swayed slightly, expressing sincere goodwill to him.
　　Ouyang Ming's figure flickered, opened the space bag, collected all the corpses of Venerable Supreme, and stuffed it into it.
　　 These are extremely precious materials, he does not want to waste anything.
　　After doing all this, Ouyang Ming turned around and walked away from the entrance of the secret realm. Of course, when he was about to leave, he also told him to make Wutongmu ready at any time. If blood shadow suddenly entered, he should never be allowed to leave.
　　Although blood shadow is unlikely to enter the mysterious realm again, it is possible to be prepared.
　　 came to a secluded place, Ouyang Ming took out the poison pill, his wrist was turned again, and the poison pill that contained the spirit of the poison pill was already taken out of the world.
　　 The spirit of Dudan immediately emerged. It twisted its body and happily lingered around Ouyang Ming’s body. The joyous look of the child could not be concealed anyway.
　　Ouyang Ming smiled slightly and spread his arms flatly. The spirit of Dudan immediately jumped onto his arms. The intimate appearance made the paulownia that was secretly observed a bit tasted.
　　 Played with the spirit of Dudan for a while, Ouyang Ming was also happy. This little thing is unrestrained, like a blank piece of paper, but very attached to him.
　　 Gently pinched the neck of the poison pill, Ouyang Ming gathered it to the poison pill of the Venerable Lord.
　　 The eyes of the little thing suddenly light up. In fact, when it appeared, it had already sensed this good thing with huge toxicity. However, for it, playing with Ouyang Ming is the most important thing. Until now, Ouyang Ming put it in front of this powerful poison pill, and it showed the yearning color.
　　Ouyang Ming said with a chuckle: "Little guy, this is a gift for you, do you like it?"
　　 "Like..." The spirit of Dudan nodded his head hard and sent out a wave of thoughts.
　　 Ouyang Ming was slightly startled, with a strange look in his eyes.
　　No matter what he said before, when the spirit of Dudan wants to express it, it will be conveyed in a manner of spiritual fluctuation. However, at this moment it spoke directly.
　　 This is an improvement in ability, which makes Ouyang Ming feel pleasantly surprised.
　　'S wrist flicked gently, and Ouyang Ming sent the spirit of Dudan to him, and the spirit of Dudan immediately fell on the Venom of Venerable Venerable Master, and his figure shook, and even entered it directly.
　　Ouyang Ming's heart tightened slightly, but he immediately relaxed.
　　 The performance of the poison pill spirit when Zerg is attacking the mountain is remarkable, even if it is a living Zerg Supreme, there is no way to get it, let alone the dead Venerable.
　　 Furthermore, the Venerable Master and the Spirit of the Poison Pill are actually the same root, and they are all cultivated by the Zerg Centipede, so the Spirit of the Venomous Lord inherits the energy of the Venerable Venerable Master, and it should not be a wonder.
　　 "Master, this is the spirit!" Wu Tongmu's voice sounded faintly: "You are so lucky to get the spirit!"
　　 Ouyang Ming's heart moved slightly, saying: "Wutong, this spirit of the poison pill was born in the secret realm, did you find it?"
　　Wu Tongmu stunned, said: "Ashamed, maybe the old age was sleeping, so I didn't find it."
　　Although it has the ability to detect what is happening in this mysterious environment, it must be actively searching. Generally speaking, the farther away it is, the less attention it has.
　　 When Ouyang Ming and others first entered the secret realm, Wu Tongmu could not have thought of the opportunity of today, so naturally it is impossible to pay attention to these little guys.
　　 "Cough, master, since you have a spirit, why can't you deal with those guys?" Wutong Mu asked suspiciously.
　　 "What? Who do you deal with?" Ouyang Ming asked in surprise.
　　 "Is those two Venerables."
　　 "To deal with them..." Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "How is that possible?"
　　 "Having a spirit and mastering its power is equivalent to a self-contained world. How difficult is it to deal with them with the power of the world?"
　　Ouyang Ming raised his eyebrows, and his heart moved.
　　 is a world of its own. This is indeed the biggest change in the spirit of Poison Pill. Although this world is slightly young, it is a world after all. As long as the power of the world can be released, how can the Venerable Lord contend with it?
　　 "Indus, how do I use the world power of the spirit?" Ouyang Ming asked with humility.
　　Wutong was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know, you need the master to try this yourself."
　　 Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched a little bit~EbookFREE.me~ Good guy, drew a big cake for me, but how to enjoy it, I have to explore it myself.
He shook his head and suddenly remembered something in his mind, saying: "Wu Tong, I found a treasure in the secret realm last time, called the dragon coffin, and some rare treasures in the coffin. Where did these things come from? of?"
　　 Wutong thought for a moment and said, "A long time ago..."
　　Ouyang Ming's face almost turned black. Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Are you telling a story?
　　 Fortunately, Wutong seemed to sense Ouyang Ming's anger, and immediately adjusted the way of understanding.
　　 "Master, it was someone who entered the secret realm thousands of years ago and brought these things in."
　　Ouyang Ming's eyes were bright, and he said, "What about that person?"
"died."
"died?"
　　 "Yeah, he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. I didn't control him, so he died shortly after entering the secret realm." Wu Tongmu said lightly.
　　In its eyes, life is not a remarkable thing, especially a human being, who dies after death, is not worth exploring.
　　 Ouyang smiled secretly, and it seems that the dragon coffin has become an unsolvable secret.
　　
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