I have a portable farm

The series of actions of people like Cao Xiaoli left Zhao Xinyu completely speechless. He didn't want to see the things that upset him, so he simply chose not to go out.

On this night, Li Fei, who was chatting in Bai Haotian Courtyard, narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Zhao Xinyu and the four of them, "Our people discovered traces of Xuantian Sect members in Pengcheng."

When the four of them heard what Li Fei said, their spirits were shaken. Bai Haotian looked at Zhao Xinyu and laughed, "Xinyu, it seems that your plan has worked."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "Since they are here, we should take action."

Li Fei and the four of them nodded in unison, "Then I'll contact the staff immediately."

When the five people packed up and left Wenying Pavilion, the originally clear sky turned dark in more than ten minutes, followed by rumbles of thunder in the distant sky. When Zhao Xinyu and the others left, heavy rain poured down.

In a joint venture factory, the heavy rain made the entire factory very quiet. At the same time as a dull thunder sounded, figures suddenly appeared in the factory, following them quickly towards a building behind the factory.

Tweet, as silhouettes appeared in front of the building, the heavy rain was like pouring water. Although there were no stars, the rain was so heavy that the entire area was rendered gray-white by the rain. The figure standing in front of the building was shrouded in rain and could only be seen. There are faint shadows.

"Get out and die."

Click, click, at the same time as the sound fell, searchlights lit up on the roof of the building. The entire area looked like daytime, and figures rushed out of the building.

In front of the building, the two sides were confronting each other. Xuan Ming, who was leading the team, looked at the dozens of figures rushing out of the building. His eyes shrank slightly. He felt an aura similar to his own in the other side's crowd. He was in the middle stage of the Divine Martial Realm.

Staring at the beings in the middle stage of the Divine Martial Realm, Xuan Ming's eyes turned cold. Thinking about the six Holy Martial Realms and four Imperial Martial Realms being wiped out, only the beings in the Divine Martial Realm could easily kill them.

"Kill." As Xuan Ming spoke, he moved his body and rushed directly towards the Japanese Shenwu Realm master. With his movement, the Xuantian Sect master who followed him roared at the same time, and rushed towards the opponent with murderous intent permeating his body.

The Japanese Divine Martial Realm existence was also full of surprise at this moment. He turned to look at a thin figure. He received the news that someone was going to attack them. According to their appearance, it should be the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, but now there was a Divine Martial Realm existence on the other side. This shocked them.

"Who are you and why are you attacking us?"

"If a small country dares to attack Xuantian Sect, all of them will die." Xuan Ming said angrily. While speaking, golden energy surged crazily from his body and rushed directly towards the opponent. He knew that the only way to kill the opponent was to kill him. Only with the existence of the Divine Martial Realm would they have a greater chance.

The old Japanese man's eyes turned cold and he said angrily, "Seeking death." A trace of pitch-black energy filled the air from his body. The glass in several rooms in the building behind him burst at the same time. Twelve figures broke out of the window, and each figure was filled with A breath of terror. At the Holy Martial Realm, the auras of the twelve figures are comparable to the Holy Martial Realm of human cultivators.

"Tangle those ghosts." Xuan Ming shouted angrily, and the golden energy turned into golden swords, slashing at the twelve shadows that came out.

"Boom. The energy aftermath swept out, and the space in the film suddenly turned into a vacuum. The cement floor cracked inch by inch, and the space made a shattering sound.

Xuan Ming shook his body a few times and his eyes became solemn. He was a cultivator in the divine martial realm and was very confident in his cultivation. He also knew that these twelve figures were puppets made by the Japanese. He originally thought that these twelve figures were puppets made by the Japanese. Even if he can't kill them all with one blow, he can at least kill half of them.

Unexpectedly, none of the twelve ghost officials were killed by him, and his violent attack only left a few cracks on their bodies.

"The puppet is weird, you hang on to him, I'll kill that ghost first."

Xuan Ming spoke again, and the dozen or so figures who had already rushed towards him all froze, but then rushed towards the ghost official.

The Japanese ghost officer snorted coldly and made a jeering sound. The twelve ghost officials instantly retreated in front of him and said, "Stop them."

As soon as he spoke, the Japanese master below moved to block the oncoming people. The door and window of the building room broke again, and ghost officials rushed out of the room. However, in an instant, the number of people on the Japanese side exceeded that of Xuantian Sect.

Seeing hundreds of ghost officials appearing on the other side, Xuan Ming's eyes narrowed. He knew that it was impossible to kill the other side, "Withdraw."

Japanese Ghost Si saw Xuan Ming leaving. He snorted coldly, "Why do you want to leave? You think this is a vegetable market. You can come and leave when you want. No one will be left if you stop them."

Jiejie, weird screams rang out, dozens of ghost officials instantly surrounded Xuan Ming and the others, and Japanese masters also followed.

Xuan Ming's eyes were cold, his aura was surging, and golden energy surged out from his body crazily, condensing into a golden spear, which cut through the sky and stabbed a ghost official standing in front of him.

Boom, after a dull sound, Xuan Ming's body shook a few times, and a ghost official in the middle stage of the Holy Martial Realm was blasted into pieces.

"Jie Jie." The Japanese ghost leader screamed repeatedly, his eyes full of murderous intent. He at the Shenwu realm could easily refine a ghost official, but a ghost official at the Shengwu realm was not so easy to refine. Now Xuan Ming How could he endure it when he smashed a Holy Martial Realm ghost official into pieces with one strike.

The remaining eleven ghost officials rushed towards Xuan Ming at the same time. The Japanese ghost official moved, and a black energy filled the air, and his whole body slowly merged into the black energy.

You are pretending to be a god and you are going to die. Xuan Ming's eyes narrowed, his hands gathered together, and countless golden swords were condensed to shoot at the black mist. He also moved around, and his big hands turned into claws to grab a ghost official.

Boom, the black energy dissipated, and the Japanese ghost Si's body exploded. He was able to refine the ghost official, and the ghost official was his tool. But once he lost the ghost official, his cultivation would not be able to fight against Xuan Ming, who had the same cultivation level.

After repelling the ghost official with one move, Xuan Zhenzhen wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, but four violent energy enveloped him, and he could only dodge to avoid it.

The Japanese ghost who was knocked back looked in one direction and said, "Ghost, please tell Iga if you have any."

"Notified, they should be on their way."

While a war broke out in the factory, outside a farm, more than a dozen figures shot out from the farm. Each figure was filled with aura that was above the Imperial Martial Realm, and one of the figures had an aura that surpassed the Holy Martial Realm. Reached the divine martial realm.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen figures rushed hundreds of meters away, and every time they moved, their voices became fainter.

Suddenly, the bodies of more than a dozen figures condensed, and the condensed figures quickly dissipated, followed by harsh sounds rang out around where they disappeared, and streams of water mist filled the air.

Lines of blood mist filled the air. The water mist and blood mist dissipated, and nine more sound shadows appeared on the ground. The sound shadows that had just dissipated suddenly turned into six, and blood stains gushed out from each figure.

"careful."

Before the voice could finish, the harsh sound sounded again. The faces of the six people changed, and they scattered, and their bodies quickly disappeared. And where they disappeared, a curtain of water formed.

Poof. Two miserable cries rang out again, blood mist filled the air, and two more masters were shot dead.

The remaining four figures appeared again, their eyes full of anger. The stealth technique they relied on the most had become the opponent's target on a heavy rainy day. Fifteen people came out, and in these dozens of breaths In the meantime, only four people were left, and all eleven Saint Martial Realm beings were shot dead.

"Death, you all die." The Divine Martial Realm being moved in one direction and saw four figures hiding in an area.

But just as he started to move, his body froze, and he saw a figure jumping up from the ground four or five meters away from him, followed by green light covering them.

Feeling the breath of the other party, his expression changed. He was at the peak of the late Holy Spirit Realm, a formation cultivator. This was a formation cultivator.

The distance was too close, and no one noticed each other. When they found each other, the other party had already taken action. When they wanted to avoid it, a burst of energy rose into the sky, and the heavy rain was blocked by the thick fog to form a large waterfall.

Following a figure, he rushed into the formation. As he entered the formation, figures came out one after another. Four figures guarded the outside of the formation, and more than twenty figures rushed into the farm.

In the large formation, the Iga master at the Shenwu Realm looked solemnly as he looked at the only three people around him, "Don't separate, work together to break the formation first. They will be dead when the people from Zhuangzi come over."

But the next moment, a figure quietly appeared behind one of them, which made his face change. His aura was surging and he lost his voice, "Be careful behind you."

However, it was already too late. There was no aura fluctuation on the figure's owner at all. A Saint Martial Realm being was blown away, and the aura on his body dissipated rapidly when he flew into the air.

"Go to hell." The master next to him was killed here, and it was in front of him. At this moment, the Iga Shenwu Realm being was completely angry. He wanted to rush over and kill the opponent as soon as he moved his body.

But as soon as his body moved, his face suddenly changed, and four terrifying auras filled the air from behind. He turned around subconsciously, and the violent energy swept in one direction. Two figures were blown away, but then he felt a chill on his legs. , followed by a heartbreaking pain.

As his body retreated, his eyes shrank, and he saw that he had indeed escaped the opponent's pursuit, but his legs did not follow him.

"Ah", a scream sounded out, and when he landed, two subordinates came over and helped him up.

"Ghost doctor, you are a ghost doctor." The Iga Shenwu realm master stared in one direction.

"Ah, two miserable screams sounded again, and a handful of blood mist emerged from the chests of each of the two subordinates who supported him. The figures of the two children, who were almost one meter tall, disappeared in the mist in a flash.

While the two Shenwu realms fell to the ground, a figure came out of the thick fog, and the face of the Iga Shenwu realm person changed. "