Go crazy!You call this farming?

Chapter 200 I Was Seen
"Storm Dragon Stick!"

Just as Long Shen took off suddenly and came towards the sky with a long tail of flames, the dragon chant was unceasing, a tornado leaped into the sky, and the dragon leaped away like a snake.

The gourd of the storm spirit vine of the purple-faced ghost radiated great light, and the stick-shaped weapon in his hand seemed to resonate, and it also emitted the same brilliance as the gourd.

This is the true power of spirit-level agricultural tools. Spirit-level weapons are like living things. They can be matched with agricultural techniques and living plants, and can resonate to maximize the attack.

Of course, it doesn't mean that weapons have life, there is a so-called spirit, but it means that they can be matched perfectly.

Everything in this world is given to plants, and everything is based on plants, and then extends outward to the present agricultural civilization.

When the tornado dragon evolved, the purple-faced ghost roared, as if he had transformed into a dragon clan at this time, and with a blast of air behind him, he smashed down with a long stick.

From a distance, it looked like a wind dragon jumped down from the Nine Heavens and slapped its claws fiercely.

Woo! !The sound of the wind roared like a dragon howling in the sky, and the leaping storm dragon swooped down, and with a bang, it slapped the flame tiger's forehead heavily with its claws.

Surrounded by the flaming tiger, Long Shen thrust out the silver-white flaming halberd with his right hand, and shook each other with the purple-faced ghost's stick!
Buzz buzz! ! !In Long Shen's lower dantian, all the grass in Xiaoqing's green grassland released a little bit of life essence, just like when Long Shen broke through, the grass in this space absorbed the vitality of the ancient trees.

Xiao Qing actually controlled the power of Dantian faster than Xiao Hei, and now Xiao Hei is still taking root, and has not yet been able to fully control Dantian.

Not being able to fully control it means that the agricultural power that can be sent to Long Shen will be reduced. The energy contained in the land of Dantian is the agricultural power owned by Long Shen.

Storm and flames, two terrifying forces collided in the air.

The full force collision between the two of them accelerated the death of the ancient tree, and the space inside the ancient tree even collapsed. A phenomenon similar to the death of a black hole is about to occur. All the space inside will be distorted and everything will be crushed.

The well-meaning middle-rank shouted: "Grass! The attack of the grass boy and the purple-faced ghost is too dangerous. The space inside the ancient tree is already chaotic. All the low-rank farmers leave quickly!!"

"Run!!!!"

"Damn, these two are too fierce!"

Many low-grade farmers did not continue to dig, to see if there were any medicinal materials and treasures buried in the ground, and it was important to run for their lives decisively.

There are only a dozen middle grades left and you are still vying for it.

But the battlefield of Zhongpin is about to decide the winner.

The main reason is that Yang Chenxi is very fierce, holding a weird stone giant sword, which can even split farming skills.

Shi Jian seemed to be invulnerable to all kinds of magic, directly ignoring the agricultural defense, and knocked people out with a sword.

If it weren't for Yang Chenxi's lack of cooperation, and sometimes even his own people were almost accidentally injured, the Gunong Palace would have already been snatched.

But it will be a matter of time before the Old Farm Palace gets it.

Long Shen took a deep breath, turned his right hand, and let out a long howl like a tiger roaring at the sky. At this moment, the Fang Tian painting halberd in Long Shen's hand moved, Fang Tian painting halberd moved, endless flames followed, Fang Tian Draw a halberd, and the universe is reversed.

Long Shen didn't have gorgeous moves, nor did he have huge living plants and tree-shaped farming techniques, he just concentrated all his strength and stabbed straight away.

With a roar, facing Long Shen's direct stabbing, the purple-faced ghost also roared and ran away.

The long stick in his hand turned into a stab, and all the storms were concentrated at one point in an instant.

At this moment, dragons and tigers pounce, each with a big move.

With a bang, terrifying energy swept across.

Liu Yisheng shouted loudly, "It's now!!"

Taking advantage of the confrontation between Long Shen and the purple-faced ghost, Liu Yisheng, as the team leader, was naturally a smart guy, and he had been waiting for this opportunity.

The strength of Long Shen and the purple-faced ghost has indeed reached the middle level, and the collision of the two final blows will definitely lead to the complete death of the ancient tree and the collapse of the inner space.

And this moment will attract everyone's attention, which is the best opportunity.

Yang Chenxi grinned, blood was surging all over her body, a pair of devil-like black and red wings grew behind her, and long sharp nails grew out of her hands.

After putting away the stone sword, the speed is ridiculously fast.

"Stop her!"

A series of agricultural techniques bombarded him, but the strange thing was that none of the agricultural techniques could hit Yang Chenxi. Like a shadow, it passed through all the attacks and grabbed the box with one claw.

With a wave of the other hand towards the void, a space crack appeared, and Yang Chenxi got into the space crack like desperately!
"This little girl is crazy! That's a space turbulence, she will be strangled!"

But it was too late, Yang Chenxi was taken away by the turbulent flow, and disappeared with the box.

Some shrewd people glanced at Liu Yisheng where the old god was present, and immediately understood that this was part of their plan, which was to take advantage of the time when the ancient tree was about to collapse and the inner space was unstable.Yang Chenxi must have a solution.

At this time, Long Shen and the purple-faced ghost also had a winner.

Long Shen looked at the severed hand on the ground, which was still holding a stick, and the severed hand was still burning.

The purple-faced ghost finally escaped with a broken arm.

In the collision just now, Long Shen was actually injured more seriously than he was. The tornado hit his whole body like soybeans were being ground, directly grinding off a layer of flesh and blood.

But with Xiaoqing around, no one can beat Long Shen, a pervert in a protracted battle, and now he immediately looks like a normal person.

But the strange thing is that Long Shen's expression is extremely solemn at this moment, he is neither annoyed by letting the purple-faced ghost escape, nor happy because he has obtained a lot of treasures, successfully allowing Xiaoqing to break through and discover Xiaoqing's powerful abilities.

Long Shen stared at the direction in which the purple-faced ghost was escaping, and said in a solemn voice, "He saw it."

It turned out that when Long Shen and the purple-faced ghost confronted each other just now, the terrifying tornado rubbed off Xiao Hei's mask, exposing Long Shen's face for a moment, although it was only a thousandth of a second, and then Long Shen's The face was also cut off and only the bones remained, but for Zhongpin's eyesight, that thousandth of a second was enough.

Long Shen picked up the stick on the ground and left the ancient tree.

Not long after all the middle grades left, the ancient tree collapsed completely, and huge pieces of wood sank into the seabed, providing nutrients for the seabed, and then the growing plants provided resources for pests and humans, and the cycle was endless.

In the distance, the purple-faced ghost took off his mask and clutched his severed arm.This time, not only did he not get any resources, but he also broke a hand, lost his weapon, and even lost his real identity.

"Black-faced!!!"

The purple-faced ghost gritted his teeth, endless anger rushed to his heart.

I don't know how long it took, the purple-faced ghost who calmed down recalled that one-thousandth of a second just now, and muttered to himself with a frown: "I feel like I've seen that face before."

(End of this chapter)