I Just Want To Farm

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The words of the young blood dragon seemed to be choking Xiaoxiang Misty Rain City by the throat.

Yes, your reinforcements are awesome, I can't beat them, but I can hold them! When I finish fighting, your reinforcements have to leave, then next. ． ． You are dead!

Han Hai Chaoyi didn't think that the blood dragon would be so strong at first, which was also due to his lack of understanding of the top monster races, and also because of the effect of the blood refining energy controlled by the monster dragon on his physique.

How awesome is the blood refining body, but compared to him, it is insignificant.

This was an accident, Hanhai Chaoyi could not control it, it was unpredictable, but the future result was undesired and very bad.

Since the big boss is a big boss, he is naturally very respected on weekdays. He was very angry when he was so low-handed. Huge Buddha seal.

"Demon, punish!"

This slap is scary, but this sentence, the young blood dragon didn't care about that slap. He only heard this sentence, as if he was stung by something suddenly, and the ignorant and perverse who belonged to a child or teenager suddenly became Biting rage.

"Demon, should he be killed if he is a demon?!"

"If you want to kill me, why not if I want to kill you!"

The blood dragon roared, the air of refining blood was prosperous and terrifying, the dragon's head opened its mouth, and spit out a huge bead.

Qin Yu, who was hiding in the house and secretly observing the outside, took a look, damn it! Isn't this the blood refining essence bead? The one in chains? ! !

At this time, Jiaojiao was just about to sneak out of the city and dug a mouse hole under the city wall. He felt it and raised his head to have a look.

"Not good, Yuyu will be exposed!"

Why does Jiaojiao feel this way?

Because he and Qin Yu were originally destined, after the origin of blood refinement was sacrificed by the blood dragon, he was going to be tough with that Buddha's light palm!

Just when. ． ． Buddha Guang's big palm was broken, but it seemed that both sides were hurt, the origin of the blood refinement trembled, and the blood energy burst.

When this breaks. ． ． Qin Yu, who is also a blood-refining body, almost spit out blood, but she held back, and just by holding back, the blood-refining pressure in her body was suppressed.

Being suppressed does not mean that there has been no fluctuation.

Qin Yu was startled, held back everything, and looked carefully at Liu Rushi outside.

Liu Rushi didn't respond, and was still crossing the catastrophe, what about the blood dragon?

The blood dragon didn't seem to respond either, because he was seriously injured!

It's a good thing that he was seriously injured, but the bad thing is. ． ． The teleportation formation in the City Lord's Mansion of Xiaoxiang Yeyu City has begun to reverse, which means that it will forcibly recall people back.

It's over, once the boss leaves, this blood dragon will have to open his hands to kill!

The monks in the whole city were going crazy, and the spineless people were in a mess, trying to escape, and the spineless ones stood up with their swords.

"Everyone!"

"Group attack!"

"To defend the dignity of my human monks!"

"kill!"

Cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, float in the sky, control their treasures with their swords, and attack in groups.

The blood dragon bathed in blood, looked up to the sky and roared, with madness and fierceness.

Hanhai Chaoyi was in the crowd, without any hesitation, he directly led the people to give it a go, and fight with their lives!

In the distance, the Seven Sons of Dongting and Sect Master Suiyu were overjoyed when they saw this scene.

They wished that their powerful neighbor, Xiaoxiang Yeyu City, would be destroyed like Dongting Mansion. At worst, they would suffer heavy losses. It would be best if a city lord died!

This is not an unattainable delusion, Sect Master Broken Feather's eyes flashed maliciousness.

However. ． ． what is that?

Sect Master Broken Feather suddenly felt a sharp and cold sword energy, coming from afar, passing in front, when he saw it at a glance. It's over.

After passing by, your eyes want to follow the place where it disappeared, but you find that it is already far away, above the vast and glorious city. ． ．

One sword is bleak, one sword is lonely.

Between the large number of monks pouring out of the city and the blood dragons outside the city.

a sword.

The battle was intercepted.

The blood dragon gave up dealing with these monks, and instead used the dragon claws to grab the sword.

Dragon, the hardest part is undoubtedly the dragon's claws, and the dragon's claws are used to catch the flying sword.

It is a battle between swords and dragon claws, and it is also a game between sharpness and sharpness.

Many monks only heard the crisp sound of pearls and jade shattering.

Then there was the extreme cold that came out like an avalanche after the collapse, and the flying snow all over the sky.

In the flying snow all over the sky, the blood dragon is still domineering, and the blood splashes all over the field. The blood falls on the flying snow, quenches the ice, and dyes it red, with a certain sense of beauty.

Its dragon claws grabbed the flying sword, and the blood dragon sternly shouted into the distance.

"come out!"

People came even without shouting.

Flying snow condenses, ice-like figures.

The hosta is lightly bundled, with blue hair fluttering in the wind. This is a very good-looking person, surpassing the beauty of men and women, like a mountain of ice and snow falling into the mortal world.

Fanchen's clothes are a long blue gown, like home clothes after taking a bath.

He looked at the blood dragon with a sharp aura and said nothing.

Blood Dragon: "Who are you? Why did you hit me?"

He is always straightforward like a child, unlike human monks who like routine greetings.

"No Que, Gu Chen."

"I'm here to find my apprentice."

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Before Gu Chen came, before the young blood dragon came.

Not everything in the city is chaotic, the western suburbs are the most mixed place, there are all kinds of people, it's a mess, and there are a lot of people like "Sha Matt", all kinds of chaos.

Xie Shuling and Yun Chuxiu came to look for the black wizard early in the morning. She came from a noble family since she was a child, and her cultivation went smoothly.

"You mentioned this person a few days ago, and you have been running around to buy things for the past few days. You just brought me here today. I thought it was a good place, it's such a mess."

Xie Shuling actually doesn't admit that she has a little bit of color control. She is more tolerant of good-looking people, and she is also more tolerant of places.

Yun came out of Xiuxiu leisurely, and glanced at her lightly: "You said that you don't want to go shopping with me, but in the end you bought more things than me. Is it because of the extra money?"

This silly girl is rich, and everyone in the Great Qin Kingdom knows, after all, she is the most beloved youngest daughter of the Lord of the Great Qin Kingdom, and the annual "salary" Wuque gives her is not enough for her pocket money.

Therefore, Xie Shuling's cultivation has improved rapidly, and many people feel sour, thinking that it was made with money, and do not recognize her talent and hard work.

Of course, Xie Shuling hates the air, and never needs anyone to admit it.

"I... I didn't see you buying too much, I was afraid that you would be embarrassed..."

While chatting, Yun Chuxiu led Wu Que's disciples through winding alleys, and finally saw the black wizard in a dilapidated thatched hut.

What surprised Xie Shuling was that this black wizard was actually a young man.

Young, pale and consumptive.

Those eyes were gloomy.

As soon as they entered the door, he glanced at them and rolled his eyes.

"What are the children of the royal family doing in my small place? A bunch of people will work hard for you."

Xie Shuling didn't like him very much. After entering, she curled her lips and said, "Of course I came to see you for fortune-telling. What does it have to do with working for one's life?"

Black wizard: "There are people with money, and there are people who can help you with whatever you want to check and do. Isn't it more reliable than me, a sick and consumptive ghost?"

His black and white eyes were full of sarcasm.

It was as if he could see through Shuling's thoughts just now.