I Just Want To Farm

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Regardless of whether it is the mortal world or the cultivation world, there is actually one truth that must be followed—the catastrophe of the world will always exceed people's imagination.

For example, the reality of the earth, no matter Europe, America or the Asian continent, has great technology, no matter how the economy develops, once a natural disaster strikes, people will feel the majesty of nature.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth in the cultivation world is even more terrifying. A thunderstorm can make even the masters of the catastrophe period feel exhausted. The ground is under the control of Deacon Zhan. protective barrier.

And the sky. ． ． That is a chaotic battlefield!

A battlefield of thunder and storm.

The thunderbolts are like dense purple and silver threads, whether thick or thin, embedded in the huge storm group rolling at a terrifying speed, and all people in the sky cannot be spared - people like Mo Jinzun have already tried to fly down, but They couldn't resist the up and down flow of the airflow, just like a huge laundry bucket, if they got involved, they would never have freedom and balance.

"Damn it!" Mo Jinzun tried to stabilize his spells in the air, but none of his spells could fit into the distorted space to find a point of strength.

"Hurry up, use land-heavy techniques!"

"Quick!"

The people in Cang Bing Valley panicked and tried to group themselves together to save themselves, but soon they realized that a sword was a trick—well, there are many sword repairers in our family who play weapons, but they are good at magic. ． ． There must be!

Play with a hammer! Can't even perform a decent ground heavy technique! !

On the other side, the Luo Han Guo fools who had just returned from running wildly in the sea had just entered the island, and were swept into the sky by a terrible storm before they could catch their breath.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Dun Dun, don't stop, let go of the hammer!! Your hammer is very heavy, let's hit it!"

Zhou Dundun took out the hammer. This thing is a magic weapon, and its weight is terrible. Zhou Dundun really wanted to use it to fall, but before he could use it, he was struck by lightning, and his hair exploded. ． ．

But the attention of the horsemen in Luohan Valley was still attracted by other places - a strange halo appeared in the thunder and storm in the sky, look. ． ． It seems to be a teleportation array?

When the Great Elder was about to die, a storm came, and the sword he held tightly in his hand shattered the flesh and bones of his hands.

Going to hang up?

Qin Yu saw hope in the old man's eyes, and this hope came from behind her.

Wow!

Qin Yu sideways dodged the black shadow attack from the teleportation array not far behind him, and there was more than one black shadow. This black shadow made a sudden attack, and the other two black shadows attacked from a distance and the other assisted, so Qin Yu arranged it clearly. in vain.

Three tribulation periods!

One teleportation formation and three tribulation periods!

What a great deal!

Qin Yu's eyesight is good, with a glance, he locked on the existence of the three people, but he also understood a large area. ． ． Um? There is more than one teleportation array, because there are many more shadows, these shadows are mixed into the chaotic storm battlefield, who is the target? !

Qin Yu was distracted to pay attention to those black shadows, and frowned slightly, but the elder was rampant, "Haha, Qingqiu, you are dead!"

"So it really is you from the Northern Xinjiang Alliance, and you are still masked, really..." Qin Yu was contemptuous, the Great Elder sensed that he was exposed, but before he said anything, the three masters of the Northern Xinjiang Alliance's Crossing Tribulation Period sneered up.

"Everyone can be punished for the evil way of you who betrayed the clan and murdered the teachers, and we, the Northern Xinjiang Alliance, are willing to be the vanguard!"

After all, the three joined forces to attack and kill Qin Yu.

On the other side, Fang Yourong and others were also in the center of the storm. When they were swept by the strong wind current, they faintly felt that something was wrong, because. ． ． brush!

Fang Yourong turned sideways fiercely, hit a thunderbolt on his back, groaned in his chest, and had blood at the corner of his mouth, but he also avoided the attack of a black shadow just now!

The speed of the opponent is too fast, the ghost is evil, and there are more than one!

When she was attacked, Fifth Dao Ling couldn't please her, but Chang Ting Wan was much more straightforward than them.

"Where did I come from, the evil dog who sneakily stares at us Wuque Kill, is an old acquaintance from back then!"

"Chang Ting Wan, don't be mad! Today we are here with the Taoist to take your innocent lives!"

"You're thinking too much. I've never been mad at defeated generals. I usually just ignore them. But who are you in the same path?"

"Heh, who else can kill Guchen, you Wuque probably didn't expect it."

Chang Ting Wan was startled, and his eyes swept away. Although the front was chaotic, he hurriedly found Fang Yourong and Fifth Dao Ling.

There are more and stronger assassins than those on her side.

Things are not going well.

With a flash in his eyes, Chang Tingwan suddenly raised his voice.

"Who are you talking about? Qingqiu? It was Qingqiu who asked you to kill Fang Yourong and Fifth Daoling, right?"

"You bastards, think I'm stupid? That Qingqiu is certainly not a good thing, but she also treats her senior brothers and sisters as parents. How dare she be so rebellious?"

This voice was pleasant, but also harsh, which shocked many people.

Seeing this situation, these members of the evil sect were afraid that things might change, so they immediately increased the intensity of their attacks. For a moment, Chang Tingwan was entangled by seven or eight people, and had no time to save Fang Yourong and the other two, and she did not try to save them, because. ． ． ．

Three lines appeared!

Deacon Zhan, who adhered to the principle of not participating in the war, suddenly looked up and saw three lines.

Three strange black and red rays of light linked the backs of the three masters of the Northern Xinjiang Alliance.

"No, it's a curse mark!"

The three of them were barely able to besiege Qin Yu, only to find that—oh, paralyzed, the attack can't break the defense! What the hell!

No, their attacking power is much higher than that of the First Elder, and the joint attack can't even break the defense?

This Qingqiu is made of gold, iron and stone!

The three of them were secretly vomiting blood when they realized that they were being drawn by three lines.

To be precise, it is the thread Gu in the curse seal genre.

There are three thread Gus, but they are controlled by ten fingers, linking the backs of the three of them, and when the blood-refining power released by terror devoured the three of them to attack, Qin Yu stood there, his hands still away from Chaoci, and his fingers overlapped to make a seal , unhurried, but every gesture of sealing will make the sealed formation space change into a terrifying vision.

For example, the scarlet skull imprints are branded and embedded on the light wall of the formation.

For example, these bloody skull marks were lit up one by one.

For example, these lit bloody skulls all unleash real skeletons.

A seal.

The three of them were terrified when they saw the appearance of the curse seal clearly.

"Get out of the body!! Damn it! This is the Red Thread Skull Curse!"

The curse mark exploded.

The three of them trembled, and their souls separated back and forth. Unfortunately, the two were a step too slow, their souls entangled in their bodies and were blown to pieces by the Red Thread Skull Curse. The other one was stronger. Combat power - unless he possesses a physical body!

A body that is too weak is useless, he has to find a similar one!

Crash!

This person went straight to the Great Elder!

The Great Elder was terrified: "Lin Suo, how dare you!!"

How could it be possible not to dare, the Great Elder who was seriously injured, weak and silently recuperated aside was no opponent at all, his soul was suppressed three times and occupied the magpie's nest. crisis, look up.

Sesame oil, three thousand swords.

bang bang bang!

The body of the Great Elder who had just repaired a little wound was blown up by the flying sword like a sieve, and the two souls hiccupped together.

But Qin Yu didn't look at their miserable situation at all. He only looked gloomy, turned his wrist, and re-sealed. The stormy battlefield roared away.

Damn, three thousand blood crystal skulls! Like three thousand big ominous ghosts, and they belong to the kind that can't be killed, they are here to kill!

And with Qin Yusen's cold words.

"You want to touch porcelain, don't you, then I'll let you touch as much as you want!"

Is this evil curse seal evil?

Evil is right!