Chapter 640: Imprint

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

Although he also understands that the ammunition he released is very remarkable, it is because of this ammunition that he can be so valued by Wutongmu. However, relying on one's own strength, you want to leave a mark on it, what an act of overestimation.

As if seeing Ou Yangming's thoughts, the face on the bark was full of flattering smiles, and said: "My lord, don't worry, I will fully cooperate with your actions and will never let you down."

The corner of Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "I said, can you change your face, looking at this face, I will have psychological barriers."

What the tree man imitated was Ouyang Ming's face. No one would be happy in his condition.

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

"As you order, my lord."

Ou Yangming shook his head helplessly, he wanted to leave, but he faintly sensed the determination of this sycamore tree.

If he really left like this without hesitation, God knows what crazy actions this sycamore tree will make. This guy has been waiting for tens of thousands of years in this small secret world, like a drowning person who suddenly sees the hope of liberation. If his wish cannot be fulfilled...

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

The tree man was overjoyed, and quickly said: "Master, as long as you leave burn marks on my body."

Ouyang Ming said slowly, "Where is it?"

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

Needless to say, the size of this handprint must be the same as Ouyang Ming's.

The muscles on Ouyang Ming's face twitched slightly. It was extremely rare for the old tree demon to become so proactive after waiting for so many years.

With a flash of his figure, he had already come to the side of the tree wall, and ruthlessly pressed down the ammunition in his hand.

His eyesight is so good, this time he stuck to the handprint on the bark just right, and the raging ammunition was burning, thick and turbulent.

Ouyang Ming didn't hold back at all this time, he definitely went all out. Under this unfathomable big tree, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​hiding his clumsiness.

However, what surprised Ou Yangming was that even though he had released the general's fire to the extreme, the old bark seemed to be inseparable from fire and water, let alone burnt, not even a trace of scar.

Ouyang Ming's eyes widened, the shock in his heart was really indescribable.

No matter how powerful the materials encountered by one's own arms, they can melt them down in a very short time. However, when facing these old barks, he actually felt a little helpless.

No matter how powerful the flames he released, those old tree barks remained unmoved in the slightest, without any change at all.

Ouyang Ming's complexion changed drastically.

He was about to retract his own flame, when he heard the fierce cry of the sycamore tree man: "Ah, what a powerful phoenix fire, my lord, you are really amazing."

Ouyang Ming's face turned livid, and he said angrily, "Hey, are you entertaining me?"

He could feel that his own flame didn't even hurt the opponent's body at all, but it said something about the powerful fire of the phoenix, isn't this clearly a sarcasm.

The tree man hurriedly shouted: "My lord, calm down, how dare I amuse you, but the power of your flame is extremely pure... This is the purest Phoenix fire."

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

He said in his mouth, but the flame in his hand was burning fiercely, showing no signs of weakening.

"Ah, my lord, please don't." The tree man screamed, and quickly said: "It's because my bark is too thick, but I have tried my best to restrain and weaken all the defenses. My lord, please persevere, as long as The fire of the phoenix can burn through a piece of old skin, so it 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 through?"

"My lord, soon." The tree man said cautiously.

"How long, if you don't tell me, then it will be broken up." Ouyang Ming said very simply.

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

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

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

The expression on Ouyang Ming's face was unpredictable, and the only feeling in his heart was that this piece of old bark was incredibly powerful.

He can already be sure that in order to leave his mark, the sycamore tree man must have cooperated 10,000%. Since it said that it has weakened the defense as much as possible, it must be so.

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

Then, if this sycamore wood uses its defense to the extreme, how far can it reach?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Ming had countless goosebumps all over his body.

He suddenly had a feeling that even if Venerable Ghost Claw and Venerable Beast were here, they probably wouldn't be able to hurt them at all.

But it's such a powerful existence that begged me to build a nest here with a low eyebrow... Bah, I'm not a real bird, what kind of nest do I build.

In any case, this is all my own good fortune. Let alone three months, even if it is three years, I have to complete the imprint first.

Concentrating his mind, Ouyang Ming used his spiritual power on the flame in his hand, and the flame suddenly became stronger. However, to Ou Yangming, although the flames were a slight breakthrough, the old sycamore wood that had lived for tens of thousands of years did not feel the slightest.

However, it also felt that Ouyang Ming was going all out, and couldn't help being extremely moved.

From the moment of its birth, sycamore wood must complete its lifelong mission.

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

This tens of thousands of years old tree, after countless years of wind and rain and loneliness, finally waited for a day of improvement, and it will never give up. When it sensed Ouyang Ming's efforts, it almost burst into tears with excitement.

After so many years of waiting, finally waiting for the Son of Destiny, this feeling is not a personal feeling, it is really indescribable.

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

Then, these leaves swayed rapidly along with a frequency, forming a gust of passionate wind, constantly blowing against Ouyang Ming's body.

Ouyang Ming, who was burning with ammunition, was slightly taken aback, and turned his head to look, only to see these quietly appearing leaves. He glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing, this old tree man is actually an interesting guy.

However, this is just the beginning, another wicker stick came to Ou Yangming, and a big fruit grew on that wicker stick. Just when it came to Ou Yangming, the fruit suddenly split from the tip, and it smelled sweet. The smell immediately permeated.

Rhubarb and the other three spirit beasts smelled this smell, their eyes were bright, and they were salivating indistinctly.

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

Opening his mouth to inhale, the juice in the fruit immediately entered his mouth like running water, and as the juice entered, Ou Yangming's eyes couldn't help but light up.

What kind of fruit juice is this?

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

After entering the secret realm, although Ouyang Ming didn't go through any life-and-death battles, he was somewhat exhausted. But at this moment, he was no longer tired and exhausted.

"Wang..."

Suddenly, Rhubarb couldn't help roaring.

There are good things, think of me!

Ouyang Ming chuckled lightly and said, "Give it some, okay?"

"I obey, my lord." The tree man said without hesitation, and three more vines appeared, and the same fruit appeared in front of them.

Although this fruit is precious to Ou Yangming. However, how can it be put in the eyes.

A few fruits in the area are like a hair in the midst of nine oxen and two tigers to it.

Ouyang Ming pressed one hand on the fingerprint, and continuously released powerful flames, burning the old skin all the time.

This old skin is really tenacious and hard to the extreme, the fire that can burn financial iron can't penetrate it. However, Ouyang Ming showed great patience at this moment. After two full months, Ou Yangming's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hazy feeling in his hands, as if he had finally made some progress.

At the same time, the entire oasis trembled slightly, and the tree man said with great joy: "My lord, I will succeed soon, please work hard."

Ouyang Ming chuckled, his breath changed slightly, and the endless flame seemed to erupt completely at this moment.

This burst of power was so strong and terrifying, it condensed all his energy into one, and instantly shot into this huge tree...

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