Chapter Seventy-Nine: Red Dust Rolls In
In the ghost farm, Hou Wanquan and the others watched a round of golden 'swastikas' standing up to the sky, rolling towards the building!
This time, it was still the willow tree that was the first to be crushed!
After the swastika, the willow tree instantly shrank by one-third, and the remaining willow body was also in a half-dead state!
Obviously, with these two attacks, the origin of the willow tree has been hit hard!
And, with the retirement of time, the willow tree is also dying rapidly!
Not surprisingly, within ten minutes, the willow tree will completely wither!
"Damn! Herbage! Go out! ”
With a burst of applause, Hou Wanquan directly threw out all the stored grass during this period of time, surrounding the willow tree, and in an instant, the three thousand grass grass was directly turned into energy and absorbed by the willow tree!
The willow tree, which has absorbed the energy of the pasture, has not regained its vitality, but it has maintained its status quo and has not deteriorated again!
It can be regarded as maintaining the status quo of half-dead for the time being!
Next to be attacked is the mall!
The shopping mall, which was originally about three zhang high, was already a huge building in Hou Wanquan's opinion, but in front of the word 'swastika' the size of ten zhang, the three-zhang size store could not stop the other party's crushing at all!
"Boom ......"
The earth-shattering roar sounded, and the three-zhang high mall was forced into the earth!
"Goo-dong!"
Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Hou Wanquan waved his hands and directly summoned all the ghosts and crops to catalyze these ghosts as quickly as possible!
In less than a second, thirty powerful ghosts that had been in the line for more than a hundred years roared up and slammed into the 'swastika' word wheel!
"Boom...... Rumble...... Rumble...... Boom ......"
Although the suicide attack slowed down the progress of the swastika, it was only a little slowed down, and it was impossible to stop it!
The next thing to hit is the warehouse!
It's also the last building in the entire ghost farm!
The warehouse, which can't see where the top is, just stands in place, waiting for the attack of the murderous 'swastika' wheel!
Of course, that's not the most desperate!
The most desperate thing is that just as the 'swastika' wheel crushed the ghost farm, the red dust and poisonous mist that was originally hidden around also spread rapidly, occupying the farm land outside!
And then there's the willow!
Suddenly, a black space turned a cloudy red!
The willow tree is still struggling to support, but Hou Wanquan can clearly feel the sorrow of the willow tree!
It's about to die!
However, Hou Wanquan didn't have the slightest way!
The only thing that can be done is to delay its death!
"Go ahead!"
With a loud shout, Hou Wanquan threw out all the plants in the warehouse, and in an instant, the red dust poisonous mist was directly forced back by ten centimeters!
However, it's only ten centimeters!
Plants are rapidly depleting, but the red dust poisonous mist is spreading forward firmly!
Finally, at a certain moment, the moment the golden swastika wheel slammed into the towering warehouse, the warehouse began to crack slowly!
Then, pieces of black objects fell quietly, and before these objects could hit the ground, they were assimilated by the golden Buddha nature and strengthened their abilities!
"Grass! If you are not careful, you will lose all the games! ”
Hou Wanquan cursed viciously, but it didn't help!
If he can get through this time, then he will definitely not trust anyone easily!
After a single impact, the golden swastika grew by a tenth!
And then it was a second time!
Under the second time, the huge warehouse directly turned into a warehouse the size of ten zhang!
This ten-zhang warehouse is only a part of the original warehouse!
A very small part, the original warehouse, is divided into three parts, the left and right parts occupy nearly ninety percent of the space, which is the storage room for plants and ghosts, and the one percent of the space in the middle is the space for special items!
And now, it's the last one percent that remains!
A cube ten zhang high, ten zhang wide, and ten zhang long!
Standing in the cube, Hou Wan looked at the farm space in front of him expressionlessly!
At this time, he already knew a secret -
As long as this last warehouse is destroyed, then this ghost farm will be left unowned!
At that time, the golden cicada will be able to occupy this place very easily, with his profound Buddha nature, coupled with the BUG-like ability of the Fierce Ghost Farm, he will be ...... in less than a hundred years
Of course, that's all for later!
"Nan Wu Golden Cicada Buddha!"
Chanting a Buddha horn, the next second, the 'swastika' wheel was like a beast with all its horsepower, and it slammed into the warehouse!
At the same moment, the surrounding red dust and poisonous fog also seemed to smell the fishy night cat, and rushed to the warehouse location with a roar!
At this moment, high in the air, the huge 'swastika' wheel, like a giant hammer of annihilation, slammed into the last broken warehouse from top to bottom!
And the surrounding red dust and poisonous fog are like a fierce flood, surging from all directions!
At this moment, for Hou Wanquan and others, it is completely a lifeless ending!
"Is that the end of it?!"
The Buddha subconsciously wanted to put his hands together, but he paused when his hands were about to touch each other, and then, his ten fingers were clasped tightly and clenched into a fist!
"Lying grass! It's worth it to die! At least the old men know what the golden cicada is! ”
Brother Rabbit Liu Fudong hugged Yuan Shasha tightly, his eyes slightly squinted at the 'swastika' wheel that was about to collide!
"That's right, it's worth dying! And we also know that in this world, there are also this space treasures! I really envy Hou, I have had this space for so long! ”
Hao Mengjuan smiled slightly, but she was very indifferent!
"Hey!"
opened his mouth, Hou Wanquan didn't say anything!
Originally, in his imagination, in the face of a life-and-death crisis, he would definitely be able to say arrogant words, but when it really came to an end, he just sighed lightly and didn't say anything!
It's better to just die!
Hou Wanquan thought so!
His eyes stared at the poisonous mist of red dust that was about to pounce......
Closer, closer!
And the speed of the red dust poisonous mist is faster than the speed of the 'swastika' wheel!
At a certain moment, the red dust poisonous mist directly surrounded the warehouse!
In just one second, the cube with a length, width and height of ten zhang was corroded to the size of only five zhang!
Next, the golden swastika wheel fell from the sky and hit the top of the warehouse!
In an instant, the whole world seemed to come to a standstill, and Hou Wanquan could even clearly see that the last warehouse began to sink slowly and rapidly!
"Dead?! No! This is the best chance! ”
Suddenly, Hou Wanquan directly threw the last corn in his hand, and the target was the golden 'swastika' wheel diagonally above!
The next moment, the surging red dust poisonous mist seemed to have seen a wild dog with bones, and it circled upwards frantically, trying to devour the corn!