In the secret realm, the erratic figure suddenly flickered. It was Ouyang Ming who had escaped from a desperate situation.
The moment he sensed that those blood lines were about to leave his body, the strange head in the sea of his consciousness did something that even Ouyang Ming found incredible.
This guy actually flew out of Ouyang Ming's body and swallowed up all the blood lines around him.
The characteristics of the devouring attribute are vividly reflected in this guy.
However, although this head has achieved great results, Ouyang Ming also has self-awareness.
Such a sudden attack can certainly break through the blood shadow's siege and frighten the venerables. However, if this head alone can allow him to defeat the Venerable, it is just an unrealistic extravagance.
Therefore, once he succeeded in escaping, Ouyang Ming immediately made the best decision while Xueying and Master Wanzu were stunned.
He turned around and fled into the secret realm as quickly as possible.
The moment he entered the secret realm, he immediately felt an extremely familiar aura surrounding him.
Wutongmu, this powerful existence that has existed for who knows how many thousands of years, has already invested his spiritual thoughts.
In fact, there was a mysterious contractual connection between Ouyang Ming and Wutong Mu, and when Ouyang Ming used the substitute belt to protect himself from disasters, Wutong Mu also had a natural response.
However, although Wutong Mu's strength is extremely powerful, it is restricted by the secret realm.
Its power can only be exerted in this secret realm, but it does not have the ability to leave this world.
Therefore, it could only helplessly sense the crisis that Ouyang Ming encountered. Even if it was extremely anxious, it was unable to do anything.
However, when Ouyang Ming relied on the power of his head to escape into the secret realm, Wutong Mu also breathed a sigh of relief.
It finally met a strong man with the Heavenly Phoenix Fire, and it couldn't let him fail no matter what.
"Master, are you okay?" A soft voice with a hint of anxiety crossed the endless space and rang in Ouyang Ming's ears.
Ouyang Ming gave a wry smile and said, "I'm fine, but there may be pursuers behind me."
His current condition couldn't be better.
Although all the blood lines are swallowed by the head, and this head seems to have the characteristic of only entering but not exiting. However, this head was born in Ouyang Ming's sea of consciousness after all. No matter how great the benefits are, some of them will always fall on Ouyang Ming's head.
Under the influx of surging energy, Ouyang Ming's body had already reached its peak state.
However, Ouyang Ming was not sure whether the two sages outside the secret realm were willing to give up.
"Master, don't worry, leave it to me." Wutong Mu said lightly.
"Huh..."
Suddenly, there was a loud roar behind Ouyang Ming, and a centipede flew in from the entrance.
Wanzu Venerable, this powerful Zerg Venerable just entered the secret realm and sensed an unusually powerful aura. Its heart trembled, remembering Xueying's attitude towards this secret realm.
Here, there are indeed super strong people.
However, Ou Yangming was not far in front of him. No matter what kind of enemy he encountered, he had to kill this kid first.
Wanzu Venerable remained silent, but his body grew longer in the wind, suddenly expanding dozens of times in size.
At this moment, it no longer had the slightest thought of holding back. After killing Ouyang Ming as quickly as possible, he immediately stayed away from this secret realm. This was his wishful thinking.
On the ground, Ouyang Ming raised his head and looked up at the Wanzu Master who suddenly grew in size and rushed down majestically with infinite killing intent. He seemed to be captured by this powerful momentum, and his whole body became stunned and no longer moved at all.
A trace of joy flashed in the eyes of the Wanzu Venerable, and the body that surged down became more and more majestic like a mountain.
However, at the next moment, the ground around Ouyang Ming suddenly cracked.
A thick, long and huge tree root, even bigger than its body at the moment, suddenly flew up.
"Snapped… "
This tree root was like a huge whip, whipping hard towards its body.
Master Wanzu sensed the surging energy contained in this tree root, and its expression suddenly changed. In its mind, Xue Ying's words flashed through its mind like lightning. There was huge danger in this secret realm.
At this time, it finally understood where this danger came from.
The power displayed from the roots of the tree was so powerful that it actually gave it a sense of fatal crisis.
Master Wanzu paused, seemingly no longer caring about Ouyang Ming who was right in front of him. His huge body turned and flew out diagonally in an extremely weird posture.
Only its strange and special figure is capable of making such weird postures.
Even if it were Xue Ying and the other Zerg Lords, they would not be able to do this. And this kind of evasion method is also the key to its ability to achieve success many times when encountering powerful enemies.
The figure changed in the void, drawing a strange line. Not only did Master Wanzu avoid the tree root's interception and attack, he also continued to pounce towards Ouyang Ming after changing direction.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a huge roar, Lord Wanzu's power hit Ouyang Ming heavily.
However, what made it feel frightened and angry was that it didn't feel like it hit the target at all.
When the huge force bombarded Ouyang Ming's body, the human body immediately turned into infinite starlight and disappeared.
What it hits is not a real body of flesh and blood, but just an illusion. However, this illusion was so real that even a powerful man like Master Wanzu did not notice it in his haste.
How could this level of illusion appear in Ouyang Ming
Before Master Wanzu could figure out the matter, he felt a sudden pain on his back, and then his whole body fell uncontrollably.
That tree root…
No, this was not the original majestic tree root. This was a tree root hidden underground that suddenly appeared when his attention was distracted.
However, the power of this tree root is definitely not as powerful as the first one. The moment the tree root hit the Venerable Wanzu, the surging power it brought exploded instantly, hitting the Venerable Wanzu in the eyes. Mao Jinxing, especially the body part that was hit, immediately dented, and the entire body sank downwards.
However, Venerable Wanzu is a powerful Venerable after all. When it was about to approach the ground, its body finally stabilized.
However, just when it wanted to soar from here, continue to search for Ouyang Ming, and give this faceless strong man a huge warning, its body froze again.
Because the ground beneath it suddenly cracked, dozens of tree roots spurted out, and before it had time to react, they had already stretched out, tightly binding its body.
"Pa bang bang..."
More than ten huge tree roots emerged from the ground. These roots were much stronger and thicker than the roots that wrapped around the body of the Venerable Wanzu. Once they appeared, they immediately and mercilessly swiped at the centipede's body.
This is a truly fatal attack, and the power contained in each tree root is almost equivalent to the full attack of a Venerable.
The combined force of more than a dozen tree roots is equivalent to more than a dozen strong men of the same level, all firing at the same moment, bombarding the body of the Wanzu Venerable.
Among the Zerg warriors, Master Wanzu is also a very prestigious and true master. In a one-on-one situation, it is difficult for anyone of the same level to suppress him in all directions. However, at this moment, these tree roots are not only numerous in number, but more importantly, the power contained in each root is not inferior to it.
Even though its skin was as thick as iron, it screamed in pain after being attacked by these tree roots, and its body was immediately covered with blood marks.
Venerable-level bodies are so powerful that even if ordinary spirits use divine weapons to attack, it would be difficult to leave even the slightest trace on their bodies. However, these tree roots did this easily.
Once, once, and again.
Venerable Wanzu's body was constantly changing colors, and he even breathed out bursts of thick mist-like poisonous gas.
However, no matter how hard it struggled, the tree roots that trapped it remained unmoved. The tenacity of these tree roots far exceeded the imagination of Venerable Wanzu, causing infinite despair in his heart.
Powerful poisonous gas is continuously released, but the poisonous mist that can make the bird tribe retreat has no effect on these tree roots.
Not only did the thick tree roots in the sky continue to beat, but the ground under its feet also kept cracking, and more roots emerged and joined the group fight.
This is an asymmetrical battle, and the outcome of the battle has been decided from the moment the tree roots appear.
A quarter of an hour later, although Lord Wanzu continued to struggle, the extent of his body's movements had weakened significantly. His body was stained with blood and he was in a state of embarrassment. His powerful life aura gradually weakened and continued to decline.
After a while, the twitching tree roots in the sky seemed to have negotiated and suddenly gathered in one place.
In just an instant, more than twenty extremely thick tree roots condensed together and turned into a long whip that was slightly thicker than the body of the Wanzu Venerable.
The long whip fell from the sky and landed heavily on the body of the Wanzu Venerable without any fancy.
The Wanzu Master's head suddenly rose, and even the restraints on his body could not stop him from doing this.
Because that whip had already split the body of Venerable Wanzu into two halves.
However, the long whip did not stop, but continued to twitch. Countless tree roots on the ground tightly wrapped the body of the Wanzu Venerable, cooperating with it tacitly.
Not long after, Venerable Wanzu's body had been split into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and a large amount of blood soaked the yellow sand on the ground.
In the distance, a figure flashed again, and Ouyang Ming appeared from his hiding place. He looked at the blood stains on the ground, the lingering poisonous mist, and the horrific death of the Wanzu Venerable, and felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
Although the Wutong Wood is not as majestic as Feng Xiang, ordinary venerable people would never dream of winning it.