Farmhouse Senda

Chapter 1334 You Think Too Much
The bloody red meat ball was extremely irritable, with red flames rising from its body, and the rocks and vegetation around it were turned into ashes. Whoever was arrested and scolded, with a flick in his hand, a ball of red flames shot at the distressed old farmer.

"Human-eating devil, why bother? Why bother? It's not easy for me to live these years. After I get out of trouble, I don't want to be targeted by heaven so soon." The figure of the old farmer swayed with the wind, and four clones appeared, avoiding it. The attack also blocked four directions.

The four figures have different expressions and movements, like four real living people, either rolling up their sleeves, or stroking their long beards, or stretching their waists, or shaking their heads with their hands behind their backs, and they didn't take the attack of the meat ball seriously at all.

"Old devil Nanshan, do you really want to be an enemy of this deity? I don't believe that your recovery speed is faster than this deity." Routuan's voice was erratic, sometimes hoarse, sometimes sharp, shaking the forest with fallen leaves, and birds and beasts running away.

"Three thousand roads, it is not strength that determines life and death. You can't understand the seal of tens of thousands of years, but don't involve us who have awakened." The old farmer-like man still showed no signs of doing anything.

"You guys? How many demons escaped Kunlun that day under the attack of heaven's punishment? It's not that I look down on you. In terms of escape ability, all your demons combined are less than one percent of this deity."

A terrifying face emerged from the scarlet flesh, staring at Old Demon Nanshan with extreme contempt, but his eyes were a little erratic, observing whether there were other enemies lurking around.

In the depths of the forest, there was a sudden sound of messy footsteps, tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap, not human-like.

"Hehe, old friends hate each other when they meet each other, and the man-eating demon king still has the same demeanor. I really miss this old man. Mr. Dong Guo is so polite." An old voice came from the forest, accompanied by the sound of messy hooves, a rider The donkey's old man, holding a scripture and torn robes, looks like a poor scholar, with a somewhat Confucian air.

Seeing this person, the blood-red meat ball suddenly became irritable, and said angrily: "Old Demon Dongguo, you are not dead yet? Damn it, when I saw Old Demon Nanshan, I should have guessed that you would survive too. Get out of here now!" Open, I can forgive you for offending the deity."

Mr. Dong Guo rode a gray donkey, walked up to a clone in Nanshan and stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The devil eater, I am in a hurry. There is something I wanted to tell you a long time ago, don't say it in your heart. Not happy."

"What are you talking about?" The scarlet mass of meat changed its appearance again, standing among the rocks like a skinless giant.

"Go to your mother, don't bark in front of us. How can you show your courage in front of me and Nanshan Patriarch?" After cursing, Mr. Dong Guo raised the scroll in his hand and smashed it.

The scriptures were thrown out, and the black light shone, dyeing the pitch-black night more intensely and darker. There were countless voices reading from the scriptures. Not only were they not pleasant to hear, but they were mixed with the voices of resentment and swearing.

The black light of the scriptures enveloped the crimson meat ball, and the red flames flickering on the meat balls could not break through the black light of the scriptures.

"Old Demon Dongguo, you are courting death." The Man-eating Demon Lord roared furiously, spewing out dozens of fingernail-sized flesh balls from his mouth. The flesh balls swayed in the air and spread out. The flesh-winged insects buzzed and rushed towards the barrier covered by the scriptures.

Creaking, creaking, the black light curtain was like a substance, and under the impact of the bugs, it made a tooth-stinging sound.Every time there is a strange sound, the surrounding void seems to collapse, and there are violent fluctuations, which makes people horrified.

Mr. Dong Guo let out a muffled grunt, stepped off the gray donkey and took three or four steps back, and sat down on his buttocks, almost throwing him off.

"Fellow Daoist Nanshan act quickly to suppress this demon." Mr. Dong Guo shouted anxiously.

"Hey, when is it time to repay the grievances? The two of you will do it as soon as you meet. Why bother?" Nanshan Patriarch looked sad, shook his hand, took out a rusty hoe from nowhere, and smashed at the insects on the shady scene.

This scene was a bit weird, four identical Nanshan old devils, holding four identical rusty hoes, bang bang bang bang, killing a bug with one hoe, but did not touch the shady one bit.

"Nanshan old devil, you should die too. Killing my heart-eating worm is like killing my clone." The scarlet flesh began to twist, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a giant tens of meters high, and the scarlet palm was on the black screen. Draws a spooky symbol, then slaps on the symbol.

With a bang, the shady scenes dissipated, the sound of reading disappeared, and the damaged scriptures collapsed and flew back to Mr. Dong Guo's hands.

However, the dozens of heart-eating worms released by the Man-eating Demon Lord had also been beaten to death by Nanshan Patriarch. At the moment when the shady scene was shattered, four hoes smashed on the scarlet flesh.

In front of the giant meat ball tens of meters high, the Nanshan Patriarch's thin body was a bit small, but when the hoe fell on the meat ball, it seemed that a terrible vortex appeared, sucking away the flesh and blood.

Terrible large holes appeared in the body of the Demon Lord Devourer, and his flesh and blood disappeared inexplicably.What's even more frightening is that Patriarch Nanshan has four clones with extremely fast speed. This hoe and that hoe left hundreds of blood holes of the same size on his body in just a few breaths.

"Damn it, you're all damned, I have to force my lord to use the magic weapon, my Blood-devouring Orb is still recovering." The Man-eating Demon Lord actually had a distressed look on his face, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a red bead from his mouth. There was blood on the surface, and there was a bug-like thing dormant in the middle.

Suddenly, it looks like the powerful inner alchemy of the monster clan, but once it is spit out, the runes will flicker, and the red flames will rise to the sky.

As soon as the Blood-devouring Bead came out, it slammed straight at Mr. Dong Guo, which shows how deep the hatred of the Man-devouring Devil Lord towards him is, even the Patriarch Nanshan who is close by him doesn't care.

Mr. Dong Guo sacrificed the damaged scriptures again, but the scriptures were suppressed by the flames of the blood-devouring beads, and they retreated steadily. They quickly retreated to him, and the gray donkey showed horror and screamed.

"Fellow Daoist Nanshan, save me. My magic power has not recovered to half, and I can't stop this demon." Mr. Dong Guo asked for help again, and rode back on his donkey in extreme embarrassment.

"Hey, why bother, why bother? It's not good to provoke the heavens with such a murderous intent. I just want to plant a few acres of land quietly. Why is such a small wish so difficult? Tens of thousands of years, or It can’t be realized, so I have to force the old man to take action.”

Patriarch Nanshan said, stopped attacking, held a hoe in his left hand, raised his right hand in front of his chest, and shouted: "Here comes the basket!"

A small dung basket made of wicker suddenly appeared in the hands of Nanshan Patriarch.

The blood-devouring bead struggled, the dung basket shook violently, but it was still steady, and for a while, it couldn't break free.

"My Blood-devouring Orb, it's still recovering, old devil Nanshan, how dare you use a dung basket to pollute it, this deity is at odds with you. When I kill millions more blood sacrifices, it will definitely be able to recover. Kill me and wait."

After the huge lump of meat finished speaking, it shrank suddenly, the size of a bug, and slammed into the dung basket.With a bang, the dung basket shook, and the lump of flesh flew out while holding the blood-devouring beads, getting rid of the suction of the dung basket.

"It stinks." Routuan hugged the blood-devouring bead, shaking his body violently, and piles of black sticky objects flew out from above. It was feces that had been stored for many years, and the stench was so strong.

The dung basket flashed and caught the sticky black objects again, and the stench disappeared immediately.

"The old man's dung basket is also in the recovery period. I haven't picked up dung for tens of thousands of years, so I can't waste it." Nanshan Patriarch said, and the four clones merged into one again.

When Mr. Dong Guo saw that he had taken the avatar, he immediately became anxious: "Fellow Daoist, how can you let him go? If there is another massacre of the city, we monsters will really be punished by the heavens. I don't want to be sealed for tens of thousands of years." .”

"Heavenly, maybe I've seen all of this a long time ago." Patriarch Nanshan suddenly smiled mysteriously, and made a gesture to Mr. Dongguo.

"..." Mr. Dong Guo was stunned, and after a moment of stunned, he suddenly understood what he meant.

It turned out that after fighting for so long, it was actually for Tiandao to see?Could it be that the Patriarch Nanshan has already sensed the traces of the Dao of Heaven?

Li Qingyun's divine sense covered a radius of [-] li. Naturally, seeing this kind of fighting with demonic flames, except for the last sentence of Patriarch Nanshan who couldn't hear clearly, other fighting and conversations could be heard clearly.

Li Qingyun felt that the words of Patriarch Nanshan seemed to be silenced by some mysterious force. He only saw his mouth move a few times, but he didn't know what he said.

But it's too late to think about it, since we know that this scarlet meat ball did the evil and slaughtered the city, then we can't be polite.Even if there was no punishment for breaking the rules of heaven, Li Qingyun, a monk on earth and the head of the Shushan sect, would not let this kind of demon who slaughtered cities at every turn go.

Click!Click!
The thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket, like a mad dragon, suddenly fell from the sky, and was bombarding the Human Devouring Demon Lord who wanted to escape, and the Blood Devouring Bead that hadn't had time to be absorbed into his body.

He only heard the miserable howl of the Man-eating Demon Lord, and was scorched black by the lightning. What made him even more painful was that the Blood-devouring Orb was hit by lightning, and the blood around the bead was instantly evaporated, and the winged insect in the center of the bead shrank. In a ball, trembling, the figure is even more bleak.

"Damn Heavenly Dao, damn Heavenly Thunder, I hate this kind of breath... Hey, no, this thunderbolt seems to be very weak, and it doesn't have much breath of Heavenly Punishment?" The Man-eating Demon Lord yelled, and fled dozens of miles in an instant , rushed into the deep mountain, and then felt that the power of thunder and lightning was wrong.

However, the thunder and lightning did not stop, and kept chasing and bombarding the Man-Eating Demon Lord. No matter how fast he fled, the thunder and lightning could keep up in time.

The Patriarch Nanshan also frowned and thought, and said to Mr. Dong Guo with his spiritual thoughts: "Even if he is the new Tiandao, his strength shouldn't be so weak. Could it be that he doesn't know how to use the rules of Tiandao? And he didn't establish any new Tiandao rules of his own? "

Mr. Dong Guo's eyes flashed with excitement, and he also said with spiritual thoughts: "Fellow Daoist Nanshan means that the power of this new Ren Tian Dao is extremely weak, and the inheritance is not complete? Isn't it possible for us to replace it?"

"Hehe, you are thinking too much, we are weaker, unless..." Nanshan Patriarch smiled playfully, staring at the lightning dozens of miles away, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)