Chapter 410
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 410
2020-12-31
Chapter 410 Desolate VillageA dilapidated and desolate village, wild dogs run amok, dragging out the dirt from the ruins something, and then frantically bit and scrambled.
A few months ago, this was still a Baojia village. Every household had young soldiers participating in military training. The beasts from all directions did not dare to approach, and even the monsters disappeared.
However, now, the village is completely ruined, the sound of chickens and dogs is extinct, and half a silhouette is not seen.
A wisp of green smoke, meandering in the air, shuttled through the ruins, and gradually lost its way.
"It's reached the limit!"
Fang Dou probably reconstructed that the fire-drinking old man and Qilie followed the clues to this place, and disappeared after entering the deserted village.
Incense tracking can only trace to this step.
"What a thick Monster Qi!"
Fang Dou frowned and found that Monster Qi was skyrocketing above the ruins. Obviously, the culprit who destroyed the village was the monster in Weiyang County.
No, it should be Monster Race!
Ordinary monsters, even if they live together, are chaotic and cannot become a 'family'.
Like the fox demons in Danyang County, they use the bloodline of the clan as a link, and they are graded according to the number of tails to create an orderly organization, so they call themselves Fox Race.
The monsters in Danyang County, with the Great Demon sitting on the top, and countless monsters below, if there is Celestial Grotto as the nest, it is beyond the scope of occupying the mountain as the king, and it is enough to call itself Monster Race, or even Monster Realm. .
"The water in Weiyang County is too deep!"
Fang Dou then realized why the Taoists and Shimen couldn't get involved in Weiyang County.
"This prefect of Weiyang is not a mortal!"
Fang Dou thought of this, squeezed a few grain seeds in his palm and threw them on the ground.
This is the rice harvested by Celestial Grotto. It is spirit rice. It rises when the wind hits the ground, and it quickly grows into a majestic bean soldier.
"Enter the village and see if there is any danger!"
Several bean soldiers walked separately, walking in the ruins, looking for clues.
Fang Dou was attached to the sight of the bean soldiers, and saw the devastation, the broken doors and windows of every household, and the collapse of earthen walls, all of which were destroyed by violence.
The monsters skin is rough, flesh is thick, strong as an ox, ordinary houses that shelter from the wind and rain, in front of them, like paper paste, can be easily destroyed.
With this scene in front of you, don't think too much about it, the people in the village must have suffered an accident long ago.
Fang Dou pondered for a moment, his mind walking along the bean soldier.
Suddenly, several wild dogs in the village, their eyes turned red, looked at the slowly approaching bean soldier, bowed their waists and frowned, and their ears were pricked up.
Next moment, these wild dogs let out a piercing roar, and people stood up and rushed towards the bean soldiers.
“trifling elf!”
Fang Dou pressed his palm lightly, and the bean soldier’s breath quickly rose, staying in the second-rate warlock realm, and fighting with a few wild dog monsters.
“Wang woof!”
“ao wu!”
After a while, there were the carcasses of wild dogs everywhere. Still shaking, I added a killing blade.
It's finally cleaned up.
These wild dogs, with their red eyes, apparently have eaten people, so they are ghosts.
"It's time to kill!"
Fang Dou ordered decisively, and the bean soldiers continued to walk forward to investigate the situation.
These wild dogs are just monsters, not the murderers of Tu Village.
If the village was still there back then, the young men who were trained alone would be enough to deal with these unsustainable mobs.
"Yi! ”
Fang Dou looked towards the side and saw a cultivator approaching.
"How courageous!"
In the sight of the bean soldiers, the yellow sand flew up in the sky, assaults the senses.
Grit in the gust of wind, the bearer is so powerful, each sand is like a hammer swung with all its strength, and it falls on the body enough to smash people to shreds.
This strange wind is definitely driven by spell.
Fang Dou twitched his fingers, and the bean soldier's breath was once again elevated to a first-class warlock realm.
A statue of a bean soldier emits golden light, forming a protective cover to block the invasion of wind and sand.
Next, the bean soldier one after another, broke into the sandstorm, and wanted to call out the cultivator.
"Martial Uncle, you can't even stop your old Wind Breathing Charm, you are not good!"
"hmph, trifling monster, look at me if I don't clean him up!"
There were five people here, and they actually regarded the bean soldiers as the monsters participating in the village, and they started without saying a word.
Fang Dou did not explain the misunderstanding, and ordered the bean soldiers to take action.
whiz whiz whiz, one after another silhouette, smashed through the wind and came to the crowd.
'Martial Uncle' saw the bean soldiers and realized the misunderstanding. Monster Qi did not come from the other party, but the smell left in the village.
At this time, the bean soldier took the lead, swooping quickly, and punched him.
“hmph!”
'Martial Uncle' said nothing, raised the palm, the iron ring on the index finger glowed, the palm of the palm violent wind erupted, and instantly condensed into a length of two feet long stick.
The three- or four-meter long stick smashed down on the bean soldiers, with the sound of wind tearing the air.
When, an instant hit, the bean soldier tilted his head, his footsteps were dissatisfied, and Martial Uncle punched his chest.
Martial Uncle couldn't dodge in time, but the Magical Artifact on his body responded immediately, and a layer of light appeared, blocking the bean soldier's fist.
Next moment, the sound of breaking sounded, and the rays of light shattered.
The Bean Soldier hit Martial Uncle's chest with his fist. Although he was blocked by most of his strength, it still made him take a solid punch, and the blood energy in his chest rolled.
"Wait!"
Martial Uncle saw that the other bean soldiers passed over him and wanted to make a move on his Junior, remember to shout quickly.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop, this is a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!"
This civil warlock who is nearly fifty years old, seeing that he is not an opponent, finally called to stop.
At this moment, the wind had already dissipated, and Fang Dou slowly walked forward.
'Martial Uncle' met Fang Dou, startled, so young, and the juniors behind him were the youngest in their thirties.
However, the opponent seems to be less than twenty, and his strength is far superior to him.
Just now, he sensed that the bean soldier was not flesh and blood, but a puppet formed by spell.
A trifling puppet, just beat him so embarrassingly, how strong should the opponent's body be?
Thinking of this, 'Martial Uncle' became more and more respectful, "This Fellow Daoist..."
Suddenly, his expression changed dramatically, because he realized that the other party's breath was far better than his own .
And 'Martial Uncle' itself, is already a first-rate warlock Peak figure.
The answer is obvious, this young man is still a mage powerhouse.
"pa pa pa!"
'Martial Uncle' slapped his face again and again, "senior forgive me, it was my slip of the tongue just now!"
Damn, he How dare you call a Fa-Fellow Daoist Shi, if the other party has a small mind, just using this excuse, he can kill people.
Fang Dou said slowly, "It's okay!"
Immediately, he asked, "You came here to find missing persons?"
'Martial Uncle' heard Fang Dou's question, and hurriedly explained, "senior, that's true."
"Over the years, villages and towns have disappeared in all parts of Weiyang County, and the murderers behind the scenes are those Crazy monster!"
"Let's check and see if we can find any clues!"
The 'Martial Uncle', with his four sons and nephews Junior, also came to find out The trail of monsters is waiting for the opportunity to eliminate the monsters.
(end of this chapter)