Chapter 1042 Income Poison Pill World

The leaves of the sycamore trees touched each other, rustling, and the emerald green leaves fluttered and fell.

Its face is made of tree bark, squeezed together, tentatively asked: "Master, are you here to leave a mark?"

"No..." Ou Yangming answered without thinking. At this time, he didn't want to deceive the sycamore tree man, but he had an intriguing smile on his face.

Although the sycamore tree felt very sorry, it was very good at nourishing qi. How should I put it, emotions and anger are invisible. He shook the leaves to show that he knew it, and looked at the distance leisurely, with a deep and unusual look. However, in the depths of this indifferent gaze, there is more or less a trace of regret.

Ou Yangming smiled half-smile, with playfulness in his eyes, and then said: "I'm here to take you away." The voice was flat and flat, but when it fell to the ears of the sycamore tree, it was like the sound of drums, and it was like lightning approaching. body.

It was startled, and it took a while to recover, its nose, eyes and mouth were all squeezed together, and asked: "Really?"

"Really?" Ouyang Ming replied.

The huge body of the sycamore tree rustled and stopped after a long while.

But the next moment, its heart was filled with doubts. Although his master has comprehended the power of the law, it is too difficult to take him away. Thinking of this, the fiery heart of the plane tree was like being poured with cold water, and his whole body was icy cold. He asked suspiciously: "Where does the master plan to place me?"

Ou Yangming didn't answer, and waved his sleeves down, a world full of vitality and endless potential unfolded in front of the plane tree.

Mobilizing the spiritual power in the Danhu Lake, the air mechanism is round and unified, and the eyes are one white and one black, like the evolution of the heavens and the world. From a distance, his body seems to be divided into two by a curved arc, one white and one black, corresponding to the balance of light and darkness, yin and yang.

At this moment, the hearts of all the Venerables present trembled, feeling a huge crisis.

Even the sycamore tree, which had lived for countless years, was startled, and thought to himself, with this speed of advancement, and the power of the law in the realm of the venerable, how far can he go in the future? It didn't dare to speculate, but it knew that meeting him was the greatest opportunity in its life. The sycamore tree didn't know that this idea had appeared many times in the minds of Goshawk and King Kong.

I saw Ouyang Ming raised his hand and pressed it, and a black and white thread came out.

Lightly flying over everything, the black silk and white lines blend with each other, giving people a sense of inclusiveness. The entire secret place shook violently, and countless ravines appeared out of thin air, with a length of hundreds of feet, dividing the land into fragments. This kind of power no longer belongs to the spirit world, it is the power of heaven.

The gully got deeper and deeper, and collapsed downwards, but the secret place where the plane tree was located unexpectedly became independent. Wrapped by the power of law, it is incompatible with this world.

Under the sycamore tree, there was silence, as silent as a chilling cicada.

Goshawk and King Kong looked at each other, and said with a wry smile: "King Kong, before I survived the catastrophe and stepped into the Venerable, I was still complacent. But now seeing the power displayed by the master, I really realized that there is a sky beyond the sky. meaning."

King Kong nodded cooperatively, and said: "Xuntian asked, I really can't stop for a moment, and I have to work harder in the future."

Especially looking at the land that is constantly being divided in front of me, this kind of thinking expands infinitely. At this moment, Ouyang Ming's strength has really changed the world.

The sycamore tree saw this picture,

The old face was full of excitement.

But among the many spirit beasts, the most shocking one was the antelope.

After all, in its memory, Ouyang Ming is only a beginner spirit person. But now, it is simply a myth that he already has the power to reach the sky.

Mountains and rivers shattered, heaven and earth trembled.

Ouyang Ming's eyes were fixed in vain, and he shouted softly: "Get up!" He raised his right hand from bottom to top.

The entire secret realm turned into a ray of light and flew into the world of poison pills.

This shocking picture, as if it has become eternal, is imprinted in the hearts of everyone. There is only one thought left in my heart - is this the power of law?

In the world of poisonous pills, the sycamore tree put its roots into the ground, shook the leaves, felt it carefully for a while, looked at Ouyang Ming, hesitated to speak.

"Just say what you want." Ouyang Ming cursed with a smile.

The sycamore tree considered its words in its heart, and replied: "This world already has the potential to become a big world, but..." It paused, and stared at Ouyang Ming with vicissitudes of life.

Rhubarb is impatient, shook his head, and urged: "But what, you should hurry up and say it."

"But this world lacks some aura." Wutongshu said.

"You mean, dragon veins?" Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up.

"Yes, the Poison Pill World already has the potential to become a great world, but it seems lifeless. If we can dig a few dragon veins into it, the evolution speed of this world will definitely be accelerated." A branch of the plane tree hangs down and rolls up a stone , thrown into the distance.

"Dragon vein!" Ouyang Ming muttered the word softly.

After a long while, he said doubtfully, "Dragon veins have spirits, and the world of poisonous pills has just taken shape, so I'm afraid they don't want to come."

Wutongshu opened his eyes wide, took a deep look at Ouyang Ming, and said with a smile, "Master, don't worry, all spirits in this world have the mentality of climbing upwards. The potential of the Poison Pill World is beyond ordinary." Speaking of which, it After a pause, the words became domineering: "Besides, the spirits of heaven and earth are home to those who are virtuous. If you don't want to come, just grab it. With the current strength of the master, it is not easy to grasp the dragon's veins."

Ouyang Ming smiled wryly. Before that, he hadn't realized that Wutongshu was also a radical.

He took a long breath, spoke in a neither hasty nor slow manner, and said, "Let's talk about it later, let's go back first."

As soon as the voice fell, with a light wave of the sleeve, a man and four beasts walked out of the poison pill world. After the evolution of the Poison Pill World, Ouyang Ming was able to bring living beings into it, and he was able to cultivate in it.

But to be precise, the aura in the poison pill world is too thin, and the speed of cultivation is far behind that of the outside world. But if you can find a few dragon veins, this problem can be solved.

Above the clouds, Ouyang Ming felt something in his heart, and looked down at the Tianlan River. On the surface of the river, there were sparkling lights and fast-flowing water, like a giant dragon winding into the distance.

After thinking about it for a while, he raised his head to look at King Kong, and said seriously, "King Kong, take them back to the Beastmaster Sect first." Although several spirit beasts have already stepped into the Venerable, in Ouyang Ming's heart, King Kong is still more reliable. Only entrusted with the heavy responsibility. Of course, if someone who is not open-minded can hit their minds on them, it is simply an old birthday star who has a long life.

Doraemon didn't ask any more questions, but nodded with a simple and honest face.

Rhubarb raised his steps and moved slightly, but stopped with King Kong's eyes.

It smiled timidly and retracted its paws.

Now in terms of strength alone, Rhubarb refining the small world of the dragon clan is not weaker than King Kong, and even stronger, but it is already used to listening to King Kong.

Ouyang Ming shook his head, and took a light step forward with his right foot. This is not a big step, even if compared with ordinary people, it is still not as good. As soon as this step was taken, the left foot lightly stepped on the void, and immediately followed, a few feet longer than the right foot. By analogy, the next step is several feet longer than the previous step. After a hundred steps, as soon as he stepped out, his figure immediately appeared thousands of feet away, as if teleporting.

This is the real shrinking.

These four spirit beasts, who were considered top experts in the spirit world, looked at Ouyang Mingyuan's back with admiration in their eyes.

Goshawk said sincerely, "Master is too strong now."

"Otherwise, how can you be the master?" King Kong nodded in agreement, and with a muffled sound coming from his body, he flew towards Wanshouzong.

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Going upstream along the Tianlan River, it is sometimes calm and sometimes turbulent.

In Ouyang Ming's mind, there is no wave in the ancient well, like a clear lake without any waves.

Three days later, he didn't know how far he had traveled, and a dilapidated boat stood by the river, which seemed like a wild crossing without a boat on its own.

At this moment, an old man stepped out of the boat and pulled the iron chain that fastened the boat.

He was wearing a coir raincoat, his fingers were vicissitudes, his face was full of ditches, wrinkles and mottled, showing a mouthful of smoke-yellow teeth, he smiled heartily, and said, "Hey, little friend, are you going to cross the river?" He stepped down, took out a wooden plank from the boat and put it on the shore, and tapped it hard to make sure that he would not slip into the water before getting up, but there was an inexplicable deep meaning in his eyes.

"Do you still remember me, old man?" Ouyang Ming lightly stepped onto the boat, closed his eyes, and laughed.

The ferryman slapped his head, smiled apologetically, and said, "Look at my memory, I'm old, and I really didn't think of little friend at first glance."

Ou Yangming was no longer what he used to be. Looking at the old man, he felt as if he saw a dazzling golden light, with a majestic aura to the extreme, majestic and majestic.

This old man ferrying on the Tianlan River seems to be the spirit of the Tianlan River, that is, the dragon vein between the two continents.

Protect the luck of Danzhou and Zhangzhou.

The cabin is dilapidated, but tidy and tidy.

The little girl didn't change at all, she was sitting around the fire with a pot of wine on top of the stove.

The old man smiled and said softly: "I thought that this pot of wine would have to be boiled for at least a hundred years before I could drink it with my little friend. I didn't expect that my brother could do this in just a few years. It's unbelievable. Luck, I am so envious of the old man." Then, he took off his hat, squatted, took out the wooden cup, poured out the wine in the jug, and poured two cups.

With a flick of her sleeves, the little girl brought the wine glass to Ouyang Ming.

He said timidly, "Here, brother." His eyes were full of curiosity.

Ouyang Ming stroked the hair around her ears, took a sip of the wine, his eyes lit up, and said, "Good wine."

"My brother doesn't mind it, as long as it can enter the throat. This wine is made from the spirits of plants and trees in Dan and Zhangzhou, and the taste is extremely pure." The old man explained softly.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Ouyang Ming bowed his hands, sincerely.

Up to now, at his level, in the spirit world, there are very few people who can make him worship. But this obeisance is for the grace of enlightenment at the beginning.

After this prostration, the cabin suddenly became quiet, and both of them drank quietly, feeling very comfortable.

The little girl looked at Ouyang Ming's side face from time to time, her eyes were soft, and the corners of her mouth pouted from time to time, wondering what she was thinking.

It made Ouyang Ming a little curious. ...

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