There was once a senior who said such a sentence to Han Mu.

"In the face of chance, human nature can be undoubtedly revealed, and many times the choices made are dominated by infinitely magnified greed, and if it is unavoidable, there is no turning back. ”

The Three-Legged Demon Crow took pity on his cub and couldn't bear to see it tortured like this, Han Mu could understand, because sometimes, spirit beasts, perhaps more humane than some humans!

Seeing that the little three-legged demon crow was completely unconscious, Han Mu no longer hesitated, he sat directly cross-legged in front of him, the soul power in his body gushed out, his fingers bent together, and his fingertips gathered spiritual power!

With a swipe of his fingers, he sacrificed the seal of the Ten Thousand Souls, and the cyan spiritual power followed the fingertips, condensing countless rays of light and wrapping around the body of the little three-legged demon crow.

Among the countless spiritual power rays, two of them slowly pierced into the body of the little three-legged demon crow, Han Mu was calm, and the soul power controlled these two spiritual power rays, approaching its beast veins little by little.

The spiritual power in its body is a little disordered, perhaps because of the relationship between the Wutong Spirit and the surrounding relationship, near the beast vein, many spiritual power is also dispersed by the Wutong Spirit.

But these scattered spiritual powers, when they are condensed again, whether it is the aura and fluctuations of the aura, they all become a little different.

Maybe this process of recondensing spiritual power is a little difficult, but there are also some spiritual powers that have been successfully condensed, among these spiritual powers, Han Mu can sense a faint energy attached to his surface, this energy is very mysterious and tenacious.

The little three-legged demon Wu's spiritual power, which was originally rushed away, became extremely resilient with the blessing of these mysterious energies.

It's as if these mysterious energies have re-polished the spiritual power in its body, but the speed of this polishing is very slow, and it has to endure severe pain!

Han Mu understood that this was the spiritual power of the Wutong Spirit in transforming the body of the Little Three-legged Demon Crow, and it blended its own Wutong spiritual power into the body of the Little Three-legged Demon Crow, and it was obviously also planning to recognize the Little Three-legged Demon Crow as the master.

However, this transformation process was extremely painful, and the little three-legged demon crow could not bear it, which caused it to pass out.

Han Mu shook his head and smiled, although the spirit beasts of this Nirvana Spirit Realm gave birth to spiritual wisdom, they were only half-aware of many things, such as this Wutong Spirit.

After it completely transforms the spiritual power in the body of the little three-legged demon crow, under the severe pain, it is a harvest that can make all the spirit beasts covet.

Sycamore's spiritual power, compared to ordinary spiritual power, is more condensed and tougher, and even the recovery speed after the consumption of this spiritual power can make countless people's eyes red!

It can be said that when all the spiritual power of a body is transformed into the spiritual power of the Sycamore, the combat power of this person can be doubled on the basis of the original, and this is only the most basic level of the Sycamore Spirit, until it devours other spirits and evolves, its ability will only be more mysterious and powerful!

Han Mu was becoming more and more interested in this Wutong Spirit.

In the body of the little three-legged demon crow, the cyan spiritual power light slowly approached its beast vein, but in the next second, in the beast vein, countless spiritual powers that had been transformed by the Wutong spirit directly surrounded Han Mu's spiritual power rays.

However, in an instant, Han Mu, the spiritual power primer of the Ten Thousand Souls, completely fell into the disadvantage during the attack of Wutong's spiritual power, and was finally swallowed and assimilated by it, completely out of Han Mu's control.

Han Mu frowned, this Wutong Spirit was a little difficult to get out, the key was that after it noticed Han Mu's movements, it had been hiding in the beast veins and refused to come out.

If you use spiritual power to introduce the beast vein, it will inevitably destroy the foundation of the little three-legged demon crow, and at this moment, the three-legged demon crow is eyeing at the rear, Han Mu does not dare to take this risk.

The spiritual power in his hand dissipated, he got up and patted his sleeve, and then his eyes fell on the copper coffin on the side, the sycamore spirit was born in the sycamore wood, but when the little three-legged demon crow came into contact with the sycamore wood, it scurried into its body.

Although the opportunity is rare, Han Mu doesn't believe that a sycamore spirit will really choose a spirit beast that can't be in the Nirvana Spirit Realm, unless there is something else.

Han Mu stood in front of the bronze coffin, frowning and thinking about how to lure the Wutong Spirit out, in the beast vein, he didn't dare to come hard, otherwise, the three-legged demon crow behind him would not go crazy!

Seeing Han Mu's contemplative look, the huge wings of the three-legged demon crow stretched out, and the wind swept in, blowing straight to Han Mu's clothes and hunting.

Han Mu glanced back at the Three-Legged Demon Crow, and then said helplessly: "Don't worry, I'm not trying to find a way!"

Perverse!

The three-legged demon crow took a step forward, staring at Han Mu with eagle eyes, it looked like saying, if he couldn't think of a way, it was going to kill Han Mu!

Han Mu pursed his lips, the Ten Thousand Souls Guide was useless to the Wutong Spirit, and there was nothing on his body that could solve this problem now, the spirit trick was not good, and the spirit spell was not good.

What's more, the spiritual veins in his body have not been opened, and the spiritual power used at this time is all condensed by soul power, in this state, even if he has more spiritual tricks in his mind, he can't cultivate them at all, unless it's a spiritual trick like the Dragon Spirit Blood Refining Technique, which assists in cultivation.

However, Han Mu didn't have much interest in the auxiliary spirit tricks, and ten thousand years later, the auxiliary spirit tricks he occasionally cultivated still depended on his interests.

At this time, he searched his mind, and he couldn't find a way to solve the problem in front of him, if he had a body of spiritual power, Han Mu would be able to force the Wutong Spirit out in many ways!

Staring at the copper coffin, the wind swept around him, Han Mu gradually sank down, thinking about the relationship between the copper coffin and the Wutong Spirit in front of him.

The Sycamore Spirit was born in the Sycamore Tree, but if this was the case, Han Mu should be the first to come into contact with it, the Three-legged Demon Crow was two, and the Little Three-legged Demon Crow was the last to come into contact.

However, this Wutong Spirit chose the little three-legged demon crow, every spirit is a treasure derived from heaven and earth, they are arrogant, not to mention the small three-legged demon crow, which can only be cultivated to the Nirvana realm, is a lot of spirit kings, they are not eye-catching.

Wutong Ling didn't choose Han Mu, Han Mu could understand the reason, when he first woke up, even he himself was extremely disgusted with this body, not to mention the arrogant Wutong Ling!

It's just that the strength and cultivation of the three-legged demon crow are obviously countless times stronger than the little three-legged demon crow, and the reason for choosing the latter is not because it doesn't really want to recognize the little three-legged demon crow as the master, but it is just a choice made out of necessity?

Han Mu's eyes lit up, he caught a key point, if the Wutong Spirit was really forced to make a choice, then if he could give the Wutong Spirit a chance to choose again, I don't know if this Wutong Spirit would come out by himself?

Thinking of this, Han Mu had some realization in his heart, he took two steps forward, pulled up the overturned copper coffin, and then moved the coffin lid to the side.

"Get that little guy in the coffin for me. Han Mu turned around and said to the three-legged demon Wudao.

The three-legged demon crow stared at him for a moment, then took two steps forward, hooked its cub with its claws, and placed it in the bronze coffin.

Han Mu caressed the coffin with both palms, and there was a slight fluctuation in his hands, and light cyan spiritual power gathered from the surrounding heaven and earth, and poured into the copper coffin along the palms.

The spiritual power hits the sycamore wood, and it can sense the hardness of this wood, and the sycamore wood used to make the copper coffin is probably some of the guys in the spirit king realm and the three small realms, and they may not be able to damage it in the slightest.

And it is the inherent attributes of this sycamore wood that have created the spiritual power of the sycamore spirit, which not only has sharp destructive power, but also contains an indestructible toughness!

If Han Mu obtains it, after opening up the spiritual vein in the future, his spiritual power will be transformed into Wutong spiritual power, and when he returns to the Spirit King Realm, his spiritual power will become extremely terrifying!

It's so terrifying that maybe even the peak spirit king can't break through the defense of his spiritual power!

Gradually, the pale cyan spiritual power filled the entire copper coffin, and then the overflowing part slowly entered the body of the little three-legged demon crow.

Han Mu's eyes were solemn, whether it could be done or not depends on this time.

A cyan aura bloomed on his hand, and after entering the little three-legged demon crow's body, the spiritual power became extremely soft, surging towards its beast veins little by little.

In the veins of the beast, in a corner wrapped in rich spiritual power, a withered yellow spiritual power seemed incompatible with the surroundings, this spiritual power rolled from time to time, and from time to time it devoured and absorbed other spiritual power around it, and after swallowing it, it was spit out again after a while, faintly, it was actually revealing a trace of disgust.

It's like it can think for itself, and it devours the spiritual power around it, and then spits it out, as if it is playing with these spiritual powers, and when it is happy, it will roll up and down, left and right, and when it gets angry, it will use these spiritual powers as a punching bag.

It didn't take long for it to sense the spiritual power gradually surging outside the beast vein, and the Wutong spirit suddenly rushed towards the depths of the beast vein, but it didn't go far before it felt an extremely familiar breath from the spiritual power outside!

This made it hesitate slightly, and the withered yellow spiritual power slowly condensed into a ball here, and the Wutong spiritual power outside the beast vein that had been transformed by it also slowly gathered into a ball, followed by the light cyan spiritual power, and poured into the beast veins together.

In front of the bronze coffin, Han Mu's face was overjoyed, and sure enough, the sycamore spirit did not resist the breath of the sycamore wood, he used the sycamore wood to cut off the manic part of the spiritual power, and the sycamore spirit really let down his guard!

In the veins of the beast, with the influx of a large amount of spiritual power, the Wutong spirit slowly wandered out, floating in these spiritual powers, and tumbling up and down while devouring some of them.

And after devouring these spiritual powers, the dull yellow color on its body quietly became brighter.

At this time, the Wutong Spirit faintly exuded a satisfied thought, and then the suction power on its body was opened, directly devouring all the pale cyan spiritual power, and then hesitated for a moment, and finally wandered away with some dissatisfaction towards the beast vein!

Han Mu's expression became excited, and he saw that in the next second, in the body of the little three-legged demon crow, a withered yellow spiritual power slowly floated out.

This spiritual power, the aura is very weak, and it doesn't feel very powerful, but Han Mu can sense the immortal toughness in it!

The withered yellow spiritual power danced in the air for a few seconds, and when all the pale cyan spiritual power in the copper coffin was absorbed by it, it seemed to show a satisfied look to Han Mu.

Then, in Han Mu's somewhat stunned gaze, Fang Cai directly swooped into his body.