After plucking the first seed, Lu Ming kept it in his storage ring. He then proceeded to pluck the second one.
Very soon, Lu Ming kept the three seeds in his storage ring.
The huge tree was constantly struggling. The roots at the bottom of the tree were waving and struggling madly as if it was furious.
On the branches, the ghosts were also extremely irritable. They kept screaming and staring at Lu Ming with cold eyes. If not for the aura of the purple bronze coffin, they would have pounced on Lu Ming and torn him into pieces.
However, with the purple copper coffin suppressing them, they didn't dare to.
After Lu Ming plucked the three seeds, he retreated to ye Ling's side.
"Bone demon, how do I use it?"
Lu Ming asked the bone demon secretly.
The seed also contained a thick black mist. Even if they got it, they couldn't use it because the mist would hurt them.
"Let's try dripping a drop of blood on it!"
Bone said.
