Ouyang Ming glanced at the wall of trees that stretched beyond sight, and then looked at his small body.
Although he also understood that the munitions he released were very impressive, and it was because of these munitions that Wutong Mu valued him so much. However, just relying on your own strength to leave a mark on it is such an overestimating behavior.
As if he had read Ouyang Ming's thoughts, the face on the tree bark was filled with a flattering smile and said: "Sir, 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 a mental disorder."
What this tree man simulates is exactly Ouyang Ming's face. No one in his situation would be happy.
The 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 dramatically and became more beautiful. It sounds pleasant.
"As you command, my lord."
Ouyang Ming shook his head helplessly. He wanted to leave, but he could faintly sense the determination of this sycamore tree.
If he really left without caring like this, God knows what crazy behavior this sycamore tree would do. This guy has been waiting for tens of thousands of years in this secret little world, like a drowning man who suddenly sees the hope of relief. 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 said quickly: "Sir, as long as you leave burn scars on my body."
Ouyang Ming said slowly: "Where."
"Of course it's the main trunk." The man's face swayed and disappeared suddenly, replaced by a handprint.
It goes without saying that 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 this old tree demon to become so proactive after waiting for who knows how many years.
With a flash of his body, he was already at the side of the tree wall, and he pressed down the weapon in his hand fiercely.
His eyesight was so good, this time he stuck it just right on the handprint of the tree bark, and the blazing fire started burning, intense and raging.
Ouyang Ming didn't hold back at all this time, he definitely went all out. Under this unfathomable tree, he had no idea of hiding his clumsiness.
However, what makes Ou Yangming feel incredible is that even though he has unleashed his military fire to the extreme, the old tree bark seems to be invulnerable to water and fire. Not to mention it is burned at all, there is not even a trace of scar.
Ouyang Ming's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart was really indescribable.
No matter how powerful the material is, your weapons can melt it in a very short time. However, when facing these old tree barks, he actually felt helpless.
No matter how powerful the flames he released were, the old tree bark remained unmoved and showed no change at all.
Ouyang Ming's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to withdraw his flames, he heard the fierce cry of the sycamore tree man: "Ah, what a powerful sky phoenix fire. Sir, you are really amazing."
Ouyang Ming's face turned livid and he said angrily: "Hey, are you entertaining me?"
He could feel that his flames had not harmed the other party at all, but it was talking about the powerful fire of the sky phoenix. Isn't this a clear sarcasm
The tree man quickly shouted: "Sir, please calm down. How dare I entertain you? It's just that the power of your flame is extremely pure... This is the purest Heavenly Phoenix Fire."
Ouyang Ming's heart moved slightly, but he said mercilessly: "Huh, even the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix can't break through the old bark of your body. Forget it, you should find someone else."
He was speaking, but the flames in his hands were burning brightly, showing no signs of weakening.
"Ah, sir, please don't." The tree man screamed and said quickly: "My bark is too thick, but I have tried my best to restrain myself and weakened all my defenses. Sir, please hold on, as long as The fire of Tianfeng can burn through an old piece of skin, and it should be able to touch the core and leave a mark."
Ouyang Ming pondered for a moment and said, "The bark of your tree is really strong. How long does it take to burn it through?"
"Sir, it will be quick." The tree man said cautiously.
"If you don't tell me how long it will take, then we'll break up." Ouyang Ming said very simply.
Shuren was helpless and his voice became lower and lower: "About a month."
"What? How long?" Ouyang Ming asked in disbelief.
"Ah, this... three months at most!"
The expression on Ouyang Ming's face was unpredictable, and the only feeling in his heart was that this piece of old tree bark was incredibly powerful.
He was already certain that in order for him to leave his mark, the sycamore tree man must cooperate 10,000%. Since it said that it has weakened the defense as much as possible, that must be the case.
But even if it has weakened its defense to the extreme, its own weapons are still unable to burn through its bark in a short time. Even if it continues to burn, it will take one to three months of superimposed damage to achieve it. .
So, if this sycamore tree 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 Beasts were here, they would not be able to harm them at all.
But such a powerful existence actually begged me to build a nest here... Bah, I'm not a real bird, so why should I build a nest
No matter what, this is my own destiny. Let alone three months, even if it takes three years, I have to complete the mark first.
Gathering his mind, Ouyang Ming used his mental power on the flame in his hand, and the flame suddenly became a little stronger. However, for Ouyang Ming, although the flames were a slight breakthrough, this old sycamore tree that had lived for who knows how many thousands of years did not feel anything at all.
However, it also felt Ouyang Ming's all-out efforts and couldn't help but be deeply moved.
From the moment it was born, sycamore wood must fulfill its lifelong mission.
This is the instinct of their existence, and it is also a mark engraved in the bones that cannot be erased under any circumstances.
This tens of thousands of years old tree, after countless years of wind, rain, and loneliness, finally waits for the day when it gets better, 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, I finally got my destiny's son. This feeling is really indescribable unless I feel it in person.
A series of willow branches suddenly appeared behind Ouyang Ming, and huge leaves grew strangely from two sections of these willow branches.
Then, these leaves swayed rapidly along with a frequency, forming a strong and exciting wind that continuously blew Ouyang Ming's body.
Ouyang Ming, who was using military fire to burn, was slightly startled. He turned around and saw these leaves appearing quietly. He took a look and couldn't help but laugh. This old tree man was actually an interesting guy.
However, this was just the beginning. Another wicker tree came to Ouyang Ming. There was a big fruit on the wicker tree. When it came to Ouyang Ming, the fruit suddenly split from the tip, and it burst into sweetness. The smell suddenly filled the air.
Dahuang and the other three spiritual beasts smelled this smell, their eyes were bright and they were salivating without any image.
Ouyang Ming hesitated for a moment. Of course he understood that at this moment, there was no chance that the sycamore tree man would frame him.
He opened his mouth and sucked, and the juice in the fruit immediately entered his mouth like running water. As the juice entered his mouth, Ouyang Ming's eyes couldn't help but light up.
What kind of juice is this? It's comparable to fairy liquid... No, it's even more high-end than ordinary fairy liquid.
After entering the mouth, the juice immediately flowed into his belly and turned into spiritual and spiritual power in the shortest possible time, allowing him to make up for all his consumption. Moreover, just a few sips of the juice already produced a strong feeling of fullness. Not only did the hunger and thirst disappear, but the energy seemed to become energized.
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.
"Woof..."
Suddenly, Dahuang couldn't help roaring.
If you have something good, think of me!
Ouyang Ming chuckled and said, "Give it a little, okay?"
"As you command, my lord." The tree man said without hesitation, and three more vines appeared, with the same fruit appearing in front of them.
This fruit is precious to Ouyang Ming. However, how could it be taken seriously.
A few fruits, to it, are like a hair among nine cows and two tigers.
Ouyang Ming pressed one hand on the fingerprint, constantly releasing powerful flames, always burning the old skin.
This old man is really stubborn and hard to the extreme. The fire that can burn through financial iron cannot penetrate it. However, Ouyang Ming showed great patience at this moment. Two full months later, Ouyang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hazy feeling in his hands, as if there was finally some progress.
At the same time, the entire oasis trembled slightly, and the tree man said with great joy: "Sir, we will succeed soon, please work hard."
Ouyang Ming chuckled, his aura changed slightly, and the endless flames seemed to completely explode at this moment.
The power of this explosion was so strong and terrifying that it condensed all his energy and spirit into one, and instantly penetrated into this huge tree...