Chapter 190

Name:My Super Estate Author:天南二剑
"Quick, quick, help the evolution of the source tree."

The source of ten thousand poisons is the foundation of the ten thousand poisons cave. Once the ten thousand poison sources have evolved, they will also be promoted. At that time, as the controllers of the ten thousand poisons cave, they are likely to break the current imprisonment at one stroke.

Hunyuan Zun is the magic power. After that, it is Fengda.

It is hard to control such a great advantage even if it is based on the mind of the elder for hundreds of years.

Wang Yang sneered.

He didn't speak any more, just staring at the blood with bronze luster in his hands.

This is a drop of blood essence condensed with the help of massive faith, containing the most important and unpredictable vitality of Ziyang Gong.

"Hum, you old man, you all want to kill me, but you still want me to help you get promoted. It's really a dream."

In the heart greatly disdains, but, Wang Yang surface, actually will not display.

"Master Du, this drop of bronze blood is what I promised you.

It is believed that as long as there is a drop of bronze blood, it will be enough for the evolution of ten thousand poison sources.

Just, I want to know what kind of benefits I will have after I make a move. Don't say anything about 20000 drops of faith spirit liquid. It's just a necessary condition for refining bronze blood.

I believe that my predecessors will not let me do it for nothing

Now the initiative is in his own hands, and Wang Yang certainly wants to take advantage of himself.

What's more, once we really do it, we're afraid that the whole area of Wandu sect will be against ourselves. In this case, we should ask for some necessary benefits in advance.

Hum, ignorant little man.

Wang Yang's words made the elder laugh in his heart.

He didn't intend to let Wang Yang leave. Now that he killed his elite disciples of Wandu sect, he had an excuse to do so.

When he was dying, he even dared to ask for benefits from himself and others. He didn't know how to write the word "death".

Du Zun took a deep look at Wang Yang and said nothing.

He believed that Wang Yang was absolutely not a fool. He did not believe that Wang Yang would not be able to see the current situation clearly.

Originally, he didn't intend to leave him, but xueshou is the eldest grandson of the great elder. Now Wang Yang killed the bloody hand. Then, the nature of the matter has changed greatly.

As the Lord of the ten thousand poisons gate, he could not be in trouble with the elder because of an outsider.

"What do you want?"

"At this time, the initiative is in the hands of the boy. Before the end of the matter, we can satisfy him with any conditions. In any case, his life is in our hands. At that time, the so-called benefits will be taken back."

The elder was really a cunning old man. While he opened his mouth to deal with Wang Yang, he did not forget to give the poison Zun a voice.

Du Zun took a deep look at Wang Yang. He didn't say anything.

Du Zun's eyes are far away. After contact in recent days, he has a certain understanding of Wang Yang. He is definitely not the kind of person who does not want to die for the sake of so-called benefits.

To this extent, Wang Yang still dares to ask for benefits from them. Then, he must have grasped the extremely important chips in his hands.

However, as he wanted to break his head, he could not understand where Wang Yang's morale came from?

Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and open again. Poison Zun said, "go ahead, what reward do you want?"

If you don't understand, you just don't want to.

He believed that with his absolute strength, Wang Yang could bear it alone, even if he had any confidence.

"Master Du Zun, you should know that the younger generation needs faith power, a large amount of faith power."

This is Wang Yang's cunning. He only said that he needed the power of faith, and he suggested that he should have a lot of faith power, but he didn't want to know how much.

For the belief power, a drop of faith power is enough to make people crazy. If there are 100 drops, it can make a master break through the limit and become a great master.

Ten thousand drops, even if a great master breaks through the realm of Hunyuan Zun, it is also of great help.

If it is normal, even if poison Zun is generous, the so-called reward can give him 100 drops, which is a great reward.

However, different now, the great elder has made up his mind to keep him. So, even if he gives him all his faith, what can he do?

"Hum, what a greedy boy. He wants to ask for a lot of faith when he is dying. He really doesn't know whether to die or not.

Well, the so-called turning left hand to right hand is good for you for the time being. "

Thinking so in the heart, the elder directly took out a purple jade gourd.

"Here is all the faith power I have accumulated over 300 years. There are 35000 drops of spiritual liquid of faith. Here you are."

Said, generously throws to Wang Yang, does not see its heartache.

Wang Yang saw everything and sneered in his heart.

Of course, he knows the abacus in the elder's mind.

She took the purple jade gourd, opened it and looked at it. After confirming its authenticity, she turned her hand and put it away."Thank you very much

The power of faith is a pure mental power produced by any living creature's belief in the spirit.

In fact, a drop of spiritual liquid of faith is equal to a person's total belief power for one year provided by a certain spirit.

35000 drops of spiritual liquid of faith means that a person believes in a spirit for 35000 years.

Think about it. It feels terrible.

But now, all this, all in his own hands, how can Wang Yang not be happy?

"Now, you can do it."

Wang Yang put away his faith in the spirit liquid and worshipped the Tao with poison.

"You don't need to be reminded, I know."

With that, Wang Yang, carrying bronze blood, walked towards the tree of ten thousand poison sources step by step.

His steps, very steady and very slow.

The poison master and the elder watched, and the ghost claw and the bronze corpse also watched.

"Well, you're dead."

Su Jie's eyes are also forgotten.

Wang Yang turned a blind eye to all these people, but with bronze blood, he walked towards the source of ten thousand poisons step by step.

Within ten Zhangs of the source, a thick layer of poisonous fog was enveloped.

"Lord, within ten Zhangs of the source of ten thousand poisons, even if you and I dare to approach him, is he dying?"

Seeing that Wang Yang was about to get close to ten thousand poison sources, the elder's face changed greatly.

He wanted Wang Yang to die, but he had to let wanduyuan be promoted before he died.

"Look down."

Poison Zun is very calm.

Ten Zhangs of the same source of ten thousand poisons, a layer of colorful poisonous fog shrouded, Wang Yang turned a blind eye, just carrying bronze blood, step by step into.

I saw that the colorful poisonous fog cover, as if conscious in general, naturally opened up a channel, Wang Yang directly into.

"Well, what's going on?"

The scene in front of me was already beyond my expectation. Even if it was the elder, he also changed his face.

"Wan Du yuan, Wan Du yuan is conscious. It senses the effect of bronze blood on it and opens its channel to let it enter."

Du Zun has a unique vision and sees its essence through the phenomenon.

"Well, that's not to say that we are all poisonous and have a promising promotion?"

The eldest brother was surprised.

Thirty six caves, seventy-two blessed places, are not eternal. They can also be promoted.

Kunlun, the size of 3000 earth, is not as big as it was when it was first opened up, but because its owner is powerful enough to promote it.

Poison Zun did not speak.

He did not forget that it was Wang Yang who dominated all this.

A big elder once wanted to kill an outside boy. No one knows what he will do? (to be continued. )