Under One Person: Dad’s Super God Journey

Zhang Chulan, who was in an inexplicable state, had a curious expression on his face. He first walked to the shadow soldier and poked the shadow soldier, then lay on the ground and looked at the Dog Talisman, which was already a pile of rubble, and finally summoned the thunder method.

"Oh oh oh!"

Looking at the violent thunder and lightning in his hand, 'Zhang Chulan' let out waves of exclamations.

Then he looked around, and finally focused on the black puppet guarding the door of the room. He looked through the black puppet at the self-cultivation furnace behind him, and his expression instantly became excited, as if a naughty boy had seen a fresh toy.

"Oh!"

Zhang Chulan made a sound from his mouth, then jumped up from the air and jumped towards the self-cultivation furnace.

As Zhang Chulan approached, the red sensor on the black puppet's head also lit up instantly. He turned his head and looked towards Zhang Chulan. At the same time, his body was like a ghost again, and he appeared next to Zhang Chulan in the blink of an eye.

The silver needle in his hand emerged from the mechanism and stabbed Zhang Chulan.

But unlike just now, this time the black puppet's attack was stopped by Zhang Chulan without any deviation.

The palm with black light spots tightly grasped Hei Ou's right arm, and with a slight pull, Hei Ou's arm was easily torn off by Zhang Chulan as if it were made of paper.

Looking at the broken wires on the short limb of the black doll in his hand and the flashing current, Zhang Chulan stretched out his fingers and touched it.

The next moment, thin lines glowing with white light appeared on Heidu's short limbs, and the other end entered Zhang Chulan's body along Zhang Chulan's arm. In just a few seconds, the short limbs that were still twitching dispersed instantly. , turned into countless screws, wires and other equipment that have turned into mortal things.

"Oh?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the screws in his hand, blinked his glasses, then looked back at the incomplete black puppet, and then at the row of shadow soldiers standing behind him watching the show.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the shadow soldier, and then at the black puppet.

In an instant, the shadow soldiers who had been staying put received the order and immediately attacked the black puppets one after another.

Unlike the previous black puppet who turned a blind eye to the shadow soldiers, this time the black puppet was very sensitive to the shadow soldiers and rushed forward with only his single arm.

Seeing the black puppets and shadow soldiers fighting together, Zhang Chulan had an excited smile on his face, dancing and clapping as if he was watching a show.

The black puppet who lost one arm was quickly turned into pieces by the shadow soldiers. Zhang Chulan stepped forward, picked up the short limbs one by one, and after absorbing the energy inside,

Then he turned his attention to the big treasure in front of him that had always made him feel extremely attractive, the Slimming Furnace.

In another chaotic space, Zhang Chulan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the chaotic scenery in front of him, and tried to move his body, but his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move.

He raised his head slightly and looked around. He was surrounded by the outline of a milky white baby.

The moment he saw the baby's outline, Zhang Chulan recognized it. Isn't this the thing that his old farmer skills have been cultivating?

But shouldn’t this thing be in one’s body?

Why is he now in this thing's body?

Zhang Chulan couldn't figure out for a while whether he was cultivating this baby-like Qi body or whether he was cultivating himself.

"Who is the father of this girl?"

Zhang Chulan roared angrily, and suddenly felt his surroundings loosen up, and the restraints around him were slowly disappearing. His face instantly brightened, and he immediately waved his arms to prepare to break through the baby's outline wrapped around him.

But just when he was about to break free completely, the milky-white world around him suddenly dimmed, and a familiar mark from Zhang Chulan appeared on the baby's right arm, instantly giving him a bad premonition.

With the appearance of the brand mentioned by the Black Shadow Corps, the surrounding world instantly turned into darkness, leaving only the baby and Zhang Chulan's facial features still shining with white light.

The surrounding shadows turned into a thin veil, and black patterns appeared on the baby's face.

"Fuck!

My brother is not going to be kidnapped, right? "

Looking at the changes around him, Zhang Chulan exclaimed in surprise. He recalled what Chengyang had said to him in his mind, and his heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Dad, help"

Seeing the surroundings gradually being enveloped in endless darkness, Zhang Chulan's consciousness also fell asleep again.

In another part of Biyou Village, Cheng Yang, who was teaching Chen Duo magic in the house, suddenly raised his head and looked to another corner in the distance. He closed his eyes and sensed it, and then opened his eyes helplessly.

"Oh, this brat was attacked by the Black Shadow Corps again, and he has to let dad wipe his ass again."

After that, he sighed, picked up the backpack on the side, and looked at Chen Duo, who was still contacting the magic.

"Chen Duo, go out with dad. We have to rescue your idiot senior brother."

"it is good."

At the same time, in the center of Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong was gritting his teeth and running towards the place where the self-cultivation furnace was, while constantly dealing with attacks from other temporary workers around him.

After the constant struggle just now, he also understood that arresting Chen Duo was just a cover. The real purpose of these people was Biyou Village and himself.

The reason why Zhang Chulan just stayed there was for his own self-cultivation furnace.

Although he never believed that Zhang Chulan could break through the defenses of Ruhua and Heidu and destroy the self-cultivation furnace, seeing the people around him desperate to stop him and the confident expressions on their faces, he became more and more unsure.

Near

Near

Ma Xianhong looked forward firmly, and soon arrived in front of the house of the Self-cultivation Furnace. However, seeing the scene in front of him, Ma Xianhong's steps slowed down instantly, his whole body trembled slightly, and his face was full of disbelief.

The original quaint little house has been transformed into a Syrian style.

What is in front of me is no longer a self-cultivation furnace, but a battle-damaged version of the self-cultivation furnace.

Zhang Chulan was squatting on the fragments of the self-cultivation furnace, giggling.

At this moment, Ma Xianhong seemed to hear a crisp click sound, which was that his heart and his dream were broken.

Looking at the fragments scattered all over the place, Ma Xianhong, as the maker, instantly recognized that they were his self-cultivation furnace and his black puppet. Both of his most proud works had been destroyed by Zhang Chulan and turned into A pile of scrap metal.

"Zhang Chulan"

Ma Xianhong lowered his head, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and an unconcealed murderous intent spread from his voice.

"Zhang Chulan, you did a great job. You hide aside first and leave the rest to us."

The black tube on the side saw the destroyed self-cultivation furnace and laughed instantly. He held the dagger in his hand and prepared to prevent Ma Xianhong's crazy revenge.

But just when he was tense and ready to deal with Ma Xianhong's attack, he found that Zhang Chulan not only did not listen to his words and hid aside, but instead walked towards Ma Xianhong unsteadily as if he was drunk.