The Talented Divine Farmer

"Boom ..."

Zhang Bin once again crazy punches.

It is no ovulation.

The dust is too magical, it is not necessary.

Can't be broken at all.

The grave is just a big big bag.

It looks very quirky.

"Ha ha ha ... Zhang Bin, you will be dead, this time you die. You have no living road."

Witch and Steel issued a smile that was very excited.

He didn't think that Zhang Bin actually jumped to the air attack Dragon.

But it is given his best sneak attack opportunity.

And he was in the world for many years, and he met a super powerful Yuan Baby Monk, but as long as he used the horrible move of the living, the other party would become a corpse, and even the Yuan Ying can't escape.

Diji is not only a burial body, but also kills ingying.

"Ha ha ha ... Zhang Bin is dead, was buried."

"Zhang Bin, you have today."

"Witch, champion, witch, champion."

"..."

The disciples of Tianwumen are excited to crazy to the extreme, issued a shouting of the earth.

Of course, they know the power of the flu.

The dust can be unloaded, you can fire, you can enclose the space, you can gram, and even the thunder is not afraid.

How can Zhang Bin still have a living?

"How to do?"

"Can the master kill it?"

"..."

Many Hua Guo's monks, including people who watch TV live in Golden City have become particularly nervous.

It is not believed that Zhang Bin's strength is too powerful because the grave constituted by the dust is too powerful. After so long, Zhang Bin still has no broken grave.

Zhang Bin is also anger in the grave, and I want to find a grave.

Flame, Thunder, there is no use.

Even, he didn't dare to use the gods of the heroism, because it was wrapped by the land.

The shell is bombing himself.

Do you only enter the space treasure?

However, this soil is sticking to the body, entering the space treasure, this soil may also go together.

"I don't believe it, can't rush."

Zhang Bin shouted in his heart, he chose a direction, troops in front of it, he is so strong, or you can move forward step forward.

He took a few thousand steps in a row, and he still did not go out, or in the grave.

Because he is a step, the dust is also moving forward, and Zhang Bin is dead.

Also a round grave.

"It's so powerful soil, that is, I can insist on so long, because I have Xiaoqing and Xiaolan Green to provide oxygen, if it is another monk, it will be buried alive."

Zhang Bin secretly praised in his heart.

He still has no nervous, anyway, there is no danger.

Also think of the way to break.

What is trouble is that if it is too long, it is not broken, this time the game lost it.

How to do?

"Master, you have been developed, you are really developed, this is the magical pole, it is the mother of the earth, contains super magical nutrients, and there is no bigity than the spirit of the ultimate spirit. Your If the seed is swallowed with the soil, it may be gentle. "Xiaoqing shouted in excitement." If I let me swallow the Goss, I will become a lot. "

"Master, I also want to swallow the soil, then I may become a super beautiful woman soon, let you draft water." Xiaolong also shouted in a delicate, excited, eager to the ultimate.

"What? Is this the dust?"

Zhang Bin stunned like a fool, and his face was full of shock and ecstasy.

Of course, he knows that it is known from the information sent from Gauss.

Strictly speaking, the Jingjing is a magical spirit that a mud, many planets, is equal to the essence of the planet, which may be the same as the little blessing but attribute.

Monk, cultivating the green wood, if you can get the soil, that is developed.

You can make seeds quickly germinate, grow up, and don't worry about nutrients.

Even the monks who don't have a good guild, as long as you get the soil, you can easily cultivate into the big tree.

And Zhang Bin can't break through the small tree, because it lacks super good nutrient moisturizing seeds.

Buddut is made of a heaven and earth spirit of many soil properties.

Seed nutrients can be provided to make seeds germination.

However, even if it is now, he has not found all the medicinal materials.

There is still several kinds.

Even, Zhang Bin is not too big to grasp, take buddam, you can make the seed buds.

Because his seeds are no longer a god seed, and congenital spirit, too much, the nutrients needed, and there is of course much more times, and it is necessary to have a high level.

However, if it gets the earth's heaven and earth spirit, you can break through the small tree.

"Too good, it is so good, I want to be developed. I am really Hong Fuqi."

Zhang Bin is extremely extremely, and the heart has pourd a lot of ecstasy.

"Seed, come out to eat."

Zhang Bin shouted.

The seeds located in Dantian suddenly flew out from his mouth.

In an instant, I burst into the green rays. Issue a more horrible phagocytic force.

The role is on the package of Zhang Bin's soil.

" ..."

The singular voice sounded, and countless yellow light came out of the earth.

Sedied by the seeds.

.

The dust is like a natural enemy, trying to escape.

However, the phagocytic power of the seed is too horrible, and the role is on the ground.

Let the dust can't escape.

It can only be continued into a grave, and it is tightly adsorbed on Zhang Bin.

Seeds expanded in the velocity visible with the naked eye, becoming big.

And in constant shrinkage, just like breathing.

It's almost five minutes.

"Bang ..."

A thunder ran in Zhang Bin's soul.

The sky is trembled.

The earth is shaking dramatically.

In the empty, the singular music sounded.

Countless green small fake, they only have pertish rice as big, if a beautiful little girl, the waist hanging a red gong drum, they are kept, the mouth is also a sound song, let People are fascinating, people are shocking.

The colorful ceiling is also falling from the air. It is the beautiful, just like the wind blowing the infinite blooming peach blossom, countless beautiful petals is blown.

This scene is too magical.

It is not seen by all monks.

Even the monks who even Xuanwu worsen have not seen it.

Because of the congenital spirit, it is not the same.

In this era, of course, I can't see the congenital spirit.

There is no congenital spirit in the world.

Perhaps, only the context of the context of the fairyland has experienced such a magical scene.