Chapter 442 Zhang Mo Fu Zhu!
The ancients said that finding a good woman is half the battle.
Based on this calculation, Lao Li should have been so successful that he exploded.
Think about it again.
In other words, there must be at least two to succeed.
Otherwise, the ancients still knew how to play!
——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 5605 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang
Dusk.
Zhang Mo, surrounded by a group of people, came to the destroyed fields in Jiuli Village.
The ground was charred and black, and it had obviously been burned.
Well, it’s certain that this beast can breathe fire.
Haha, it's just a fire-breathing monster.
That sect leader... is no longer forceful.
The hair that has finally grown out, this sect leader does not want to be burned away again.
Of course, this sect leader is talking about eyebrows, don’t think wrongly.
Touching his chin, Zhang Mo said: "Did the monster leave anything behind, such as hair or something like that?"
As soon as Zhang Mo finished speaking, the old village chief quickly took out a wooden box and said, "Master Divine Envoy, is this what you are talking about?"
Zhang Mo opened it and saw a pile of dark hair inside.
Zhang Mo smiled and said, "Are you sure it's the hair of that monster?"
The old village chief nodded and said: "OK. This is collected specially by the villagers. I plan to find a powerful monk to help find out what kind of monster it is and whether there is a way to restrain it."
"Then you don't have to look for it. I'll just do it for you!"
Putting away his hair, Zhang Mo smiled confidently, and then asked: "When will the monster come?"
The old village chief said: "It usually comes every few days. If it's quick, it will come tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"good!"
Zhang Mo nodded understandingly.
He turned around and looked at these expectant villagers.
Zhang Mo rummaged around in the ring, and finally took out a small branch and said, "You don't have to worry about food problems. Let me give you a gift."
With that said, Zhang Mo held the branch tightly, and the earth spirit activated!
Throwing his hand away again, Zhang Mo stared and began to channel his life force.
The next moment, a yellow fairy tree quickly grew up, and the fairy tree began to bear fruit. The huge fruits were all yellow-orange in color.
Feeling that it was almost done, Zhang Mo shouted loudly.
"drink!"
Then he slapped himself hard.
His body suddenly shook, his head shook, and the life force transmission was cut off.
Hey, practicing this move is not easy. It was still the idea given by Xiao Huang.
When I was practicing by myself, my face was almost swollen, but Yang Shuo was smiling so happily next to me.
Fortunately, it worked. Zhang Mo shook it a few times, stepped forward, picked off a fruit, and threw it to the old village chief: "This is called a fairy tree. It ripens four times a year. The fruit can be eaten by all trees. The branches can be planted. Is there any water?" They can all survive, and the yield per acre is pretty good.”
The old village chief stared at him and said in shock: "Immortal tree?"
He took a bite of the fruit doubtfully, and in an instant, the old village chief said: "It's really good."
Hearing this, the villagers stepped forward one after another. Pick the fruit and eat it.
Zhang Mo ignored them, stretched and said, "You guys can do it. I'm going back to rest first."
"Okay, Lord God Envoy!"
The old village chief sent Zhang Mo off respectfully.
While watching Zhang Moyuan go away, the old village chief suddenly changed his expression and said, "Hurry up and collect all the branches of this tree. Cut down the tree and confiscate all the fruits!"
Several men immediately stepped forward and took everything back as the old village chief said.
Then, someone asked softly: "Village Chief, what are you doing?"
The old village chief said: "Don't you see it yet? This is something like a miracle. If what this envoy said is true, then our village will not only be saved, but also developed."
"It makes sense!"
Several young people nodded repeatedly.
The old village chief thought for a while and continued: "You guys should also take care of Fatty Qu's body for me."
A young man heard this and said in shock: "Village chief, didn't the messenger of God say that he was melting?"
The old village chief glared and said, "You can do whatever you want. You are really arrogant. Watch out and don't mess around."
In a low voice, the old village chief said: "It's unclear whether this divine envoy is real."
…
It was dawn the next day.
Sect Master Zhang took another long nap.
If it weren't for the stinky smell of feet on the quilt, Sect Master Zhang wouldn't really want to wake up.
No wonder the old village chief is a bachelor and has such stinky feet.
That is to say, this sect leader who has been hanging out with demon cultivators all year round can bear it.
It’s comparable to the poisonous gas of a demon cultivator!
I just got up to go to the toilet.
I saw a villager running towards me quickly.
"Master God Envoy, Master God Envoy, that monster is here again!"
When Zhang Dazong heard this, he didn't care about shit and ran after him.
As soon as he ran to the field ridge, Sect Master Zhang saw an eight-foot-tall monster that was spitting fire crazily.
However, it was different from what Zhang Mo thought.
Zhang Mo thought it was spitting fire from above, but he didn't expect that the other party was spitting fire from below.
Good guy, what did you eat?
This fart is exciting!
Why don't you take off?
Flames sprayed everywhere, and Zhang Mo didn't dare to get close anymore.
Who knows if there are any residual attacks in his flames.
Oh, don't tell me, he pulled it quite smoothly.
This sect leader couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Master God Envoy, take action quickly!"
"Master God Envoy, it all depends on you!"
A group of people pushed Zhang Mo forward.
Zhang Mo said quickly: "What are you doing, what are you doing, take back your evil hands. Do you still need me to take action personally for this thing? Watch it!"
Quickly taking out a few pots, Zhang Mo put the black hair in and threw it out.
The little pot sprouted arms and legs, and with a chirping "make a wish" sound, it rushed towards the monster.
Seeing that it was almost in place, Zhang Mo stretched out his hand a little.
"burst!"
boom! boom! boom! boom!
After several explosions, the monster was blown to pieces, and then fell to the ground on its back.
"Done!"
Zhang Mo smiled slightly.
All the villagers present repeatedly shouted "miracle".
The old village chief even loudly said: "Master God Envoy, you are so powerful!"
Surrounded by the villagers, everyone came to the monster beast.
Looking at the fallen monster, Zhang Mo said with a smile: "That's it, it's a trivial matter!"
The old village chief held Zhang Mo's hand and said, "Master Divine Envoy, it's great to have you here. I..."
Halfway through his words, the old village chief suddenly let go of Zhang Mo's hand, turned around and ran away.
Not to mention, despite his age, he ran very fast and even lost the crutch in his hand.
What are you doing?
Zhang Mo suddenly turned around and saw the monster struggling to get up again.
My feelings just exploded!
Damn it!
Zhang Mo immediately swooped down, pressed firmly on the monster's back, rode on its head, and said: "Come and hold him down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, when he looked again, all the villagers ran away!
You guys are really...
Zhang Mo's face was distorted and he simply activated his ultimate move.
Unmoving as a mountain!
The body tightly suppressed the monster.
Do you still remember?
What should I do, master, when you get up?