Chapter 383 (1/2)

”My Lord, you don't want to train Lei Mu to be a successor, do you?”

Iron ant eyes open greatly, some envy looking at the thunder eyes on the back of snow.

If that's the case, Lei Mu is really lucky.

”It depends on his nature.”

Zhou Yang did not answer directly.

In Zhou Yang's side, there is no lack of genius, even the most rebellious evil. Lei Mu is nothing in the middle.

Although Lei Mu's talent is not excellent, he has an unyielding heart.

This has been discovered by Zhou Yang at the beginning, which is also the fundamental reason why he is optimistic about leimu.

All the way of cultivation is against the heaven. Talent is only an aid. At the end of the day, Tao and heart are the key.

”This boy must have been lucky to go up ten generations!”

Hearing Zhou Yang's answer, the iron ant is envious.

Zhou Yang can be seen in the person, which is not amazing talent generation, this Lei Mu's luck is not generally good.

”Come on, I'll show you something interesting.”

Zhou Yang smiles and walks in the front, followed by Tieyi and xiaoxuenan. He doesn't know where Zhou Yang is going.

”Nine lotus trees? No, not in this direction. ”

Behind the iron ant heart secret way.

After walking for about an hour, Zhou Yang stopped.

”This is...”

When you see a bright light in the dark not far ahead, the iron ant can't help exclaiming.

”The fruit of death!”

The sound of the iron ant has been raised by eight degrees. Its shocking sound can be heard in the whole space, and its shocking heart can be seen at the moment.

”It seems that it has been fruiting for a long time. If it's later, I'm afraid it will wither.”

Zhou Yang shakes his head and feels a little lucky.

At the moment, his eyes were twinkling in front of him, with a smile on his face.

Following Zhou Yang's eyes, you can see a plant like an iron tree standing in the darkness not far ahead.

The tree has no branches, no leaves, only the top of a dark fist size fruit.

There is nothing strange about the fruit, just like a rotten apple.

However, people are surprised that the fruit around the spread of a terrible smell of death, even the king of God strong do not dare to close.

At this time, Zhou Yang's black glove was made of unknown materials, which gave people an extraordinary feeling.

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Fully armed, Zhou Yang has a suit of armor, which is found in the small black space and has strong defense“ My Lord, let the ants come. ”

Seeing that Zhou Yang was going to pick the dead fruit, the iron ant stepped forward and said immediately.

”You can't do it.”

Zhou Yang shakes his head and wants to pick the dead fruit. Even if he has great strength, he can't pick it without knowing the method.

So Zhou Yang decided to do it by himself.

Step by step toward the fruit of death, but before Zhou Yang got close to the fruit, he felt a terrible breath of death pouring in, and went crazy into his body.

If it wasn't for the armor on Zhou Yang's body, he would have been occupied by the dead Qi.

Finally, Zhou Yang came to the fruit of death. His gloves disappeared, his hands were sealed, and a series of strange fingerprints were made.

A minute later, an ancient and vicissitudes of the Fu Zhuan appeared, no one can recognize what it is, but it is definitely not the handwriting of this era.