"Shepherd's spiritual power?!" the Calamity King screamed in shock, he never thought that the green light that Dao Mu waved would be the last straw that crushed him. "You clearly don't learn to shepherd, how can you get the spiritual power of a shepherd......" unwilling wail, resentment and incomprehension dissipated in heaven and earth.

Before Mo Bu left, he transmitted a spiritual power to the Daomu Dantian. No one thought that it was this spiritual power that would become the key to the Daomu disaster.

The Calamity King is gone, the pastoral obstacles are gone, and the sand and dust, which were originally sharp and merciless, have now turned into dark and fertile soil, pouring down and merging into the earth.

"All souls are plagued, and disasters feed all souls. Dao Mu stood by the sword, looking at the flat and fertile plain, the sword tornado was still strangling the remnants of the pastoral barrier, and ploughed the mountains and forests casually, as if he expected that this would become a fertile soil.

"The end of the same fate is always unpredictable. ”

Dao Mu's whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and the skeleton was white and cold, which was clearly visible. Through the skeleton, a fiery red heart can be faintly seen beating strongly, telling the world, "Dao Mu, still alive." ”

Dao Mu's heart throbbed inexplicably, and he felt as if he had lost something, not knowing whether it was lifespan, or soul, or something else.

Porphyr, Dao Mu's eyes darkened, and finally fell, with his head resting on Ah Meng's little thick legs. A strange blade was plunged into the ground, and a man and a beast lay on the cold ground, breathing sometimes steady, sometimes rapid.

The fertile soil is black but not smelly, soft as a cake, and exudes a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

The wind was blowing, the ragged clothes stained with Daomu's blood were swaying in the wind, and the knife was whispering in the wind, as if it was singing, and it was like complaining, "What is it for, what is it for, what is ...... for?"

As the sun sets, darkness reigns in the sky, and the cold moonlight pours over the newly formed fertile black land. Under the moonlight, countless points of light flickered on the black earth, like a sea of stars reflected in the night.

These points of light were moving, clinging to Dao Mu's body, and if you look closely, they are small grains of golden sand, they seem to have spirits, invading Dao Mu's bones.

Daomu's white bones can't bear the weight of Jinsha, and often crackles and breaks, which will turn into gold water to glue the white bones and squeeze out a grain of black powder.

There are more and more golden sands, and Daomu is like a round of scorching sun, wanting to compete with the bright moon. The crackling sound became more and more intense, and Dao Mu snorted and twitched from time to time, shaking off the golden sand, but they did not relent, clinging to Dao Mu and continuing their work.

There was no word all night.

The morning sun is rising, the warm sun drives away the cold, and after a night of nourishment, the fertile soil also becomes tidal.

Only a small piece of land is dry and fluffy, like a black goose down bed, and before you even walk in, you feel a hot air with a rich aroma on your face, and it doesn't take long for you to sweat.

A black monster blade hung in rags, fluttering in the wind, hunting. Bones were exposed from Daomu's self-healing wounds, as if they were cast from gold, and in the sunlight, they circulated a metallic luster.

The heat exhaled from Daomu's beating heart, and after the chest wound healed, a large amount of hot air was blown out of Daomu's nose and mouth, and as the heart beats, the wound is healing rapidly, covering the golden bones.

"Strange...... Yesterday, it was clear that the disaster was raging here. It had only been one night, and there was no trace of the calamity, and there was no trace of the calamity. "A group of women twisted their bodies, dressed in tight robes, red and willow green, and the warblers sang and danced.

"Sister Tong, why is your face so ugly?" The woman's behavior was furious, and she was very arrogant, and she came to the side of a gentle woman.

"Mo Qi, look at this black soil. Tong Di was not too dirty, and grabbed a handful of soil with his jade hand, "The disaster is dead, and it is feeding the earth." ”

Mo Qi carefully took out a dark stone plate, and Tong Di sprinkled the black soil on the stone plate.

Click, the stone plate was densely cracked, and it didn't take long for it to burst into powder, and the dust wiped Mo Qi's face, and everyone was startled.

"This earth is fragrant, with a sweet and salty taste, I have never encountered such a strange thing......" Mo Qi pouted his tongue. "Pity me for this disaster-bearing mirror that has been with me for many years, and I was overwhelmed with it after only using it for the third time. ”

"The Calamity King is no doubt. Tong Diyu's hand came to his face, and Mo Qi fell to the ground in dust, "Who has such a great ability to kill a disaster king, I'm afraid it wasn't done by one person, let's look separately to see if there is a monument, it should be very tall." After the words fell, Tong Di had already taken a step.

Dozens of people scattered and searched for most of the day, but they couldn't find any clues, and all they could see was fertile black soil up to the horizon. From time to time, marvel at the wonders of nature, if you can plant and graze in this area, the effect must be remarkable.

As they said they would do it, as they waved their jade hands, like a goddess scattering flowers, seeds were scattered into the black earth. Rooting, sprouting, saplings, small trees, big trees, towering giant trees, but for dozens of breaths, flowers and shrubs are growing along with the trees.

Poke holes one after another, clear springs and fish and shrimp gush out, and the ground cuts small rivers and rises mountains. It didn't take long for animals from elsewhere to discover the borderless land and pour into the forest.

"Huh?!" Mo Qi suddenly felt that the air around him had become extremely hot, and wisps of mist could be seen to the naked eye dissipating in all directions. She followed the direction of the heat source and strode away.

Soon found that there was a man and a beast lying on the ground, and at this moment, only the lower part of Dao Mu's body had a little fig leaf, which was too hot, and his whole body was red, and the rest of the cloth was torn off in his sleep.

"What a handsome young man......" Mo Qi's face was flushed with two blushes, Dao Mu's muscles were sharp and angular, and with that handsome and cold face, it had a lot of lethality for most girls.

A handsome young man, a cute young beast, and a dark black monster blade, "Wait!" Mo Qi's pupils contracted for a while, and he suddenly understood that in front of him was the red-eyed young man Dao Mu who everyone in Cattle Farming City was well-known.

Mo Qi's right hand was spread out, and a dagger came out, cold and clear. With hatred in her eyes, she walked slowly forward, only taking three steps, but stopped again, "What is the difference between my Mo Qi taking revenge in this way and what he Dao Mu did. It is really immoral to do so......"

Mo Qi's eyes flowed, one step at a time, one step at a time, the dagger in his hand was withdrawn and summoned, and the dagger in his hand was withdrawn and summoned. In front of Dao Mu, he condensed ten breaths and gritted his teeth fiercely, "Sisters, I found someone here!"

The voice was loud but not harsh, and it clearly reached the ears of others, and everyone put down their work and rushed to come.

"Daomu?!"

"This is Daomu, a scissor-like knife, a cute young beast, and it looks so cold and peugeot, except for Daomu, there seems to be no one else. ”

"Wake him up. ”

“......”

Tong Di came to Dao Mu's body, squatted down, and the jade hand touched Dao Mu's forehead, "Hiss!" Tong Di felt as if his palm was scalded by boiling water, "With such a high fever, he didn't burn him to death, and the breath of life became more and more vigorous." ”

"Could it be that his body is being reborn?" Mo Qi squatted next to Tong Di, and she also touched Dao Mu's forehead, which was not much different from what happened to Tong Di. "Or maybe it's fighting against the calamity, which causes such an unusually high fever. ”

"Sisters, I have a bold idea. A quirky girl pinched her smooth chin and spun around Daomu Ameng, "As a woman, the sixth sense tells me that the Calamity King died at the hands of Daomu. ”

"What about a woman? Look at your flat little body, you are only fourteen or fifteen years old. Mo Qi raised his head, his face was full of disdain, and he pointed at the girl's chest unimplicitly, "Do you think that a mid-level sword cultivator in the Sword Realm has not yet started to cultivate, where does he come from so much ability?" Mo Xiaohan, you are still living in a dream." ”

"Sister Kiki, you are a man's wife, and you won't understand our woman's sixth sense. Mo Xiaohan held his chest up, but he was not so exaggerated as Yiping Ruxi, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, Xiaohe only showed his sharp corners. Mo Xiaohan pouted and looked down at Mo Qi, "If anything has to be explained by common sense, then you tell me how Dao Mu survived." ”

"It's not easy to explain, but after he was injured, he stumbled into this disaster by mistake. Mo Qi smiled shamefully, no matter how he looked at Dao Mu, he felt unpleasant, he could not help but not kill Dao Mu, Mo Qi thought that he was nobler than any saint.

The words of Mo Qi and Mo Xiaohan suddenly opened the topic, and dozens of women chattered, like a noisy vegetable market.

Tong Di rubbed his palms against each other, giving birth to a cold air, and the two palms were pulled apart, which was a piece of cold cicada ice veil, covering Daomu's entire body. The surrounding temperature plummeted, the breeze blew, no longer stuffy, but cool with the fragrance of grass and trees, and the sweat on the body became cold.

"Hmm......" Dao Mu groaned for a while, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed red, dry and painful, and his eyes were blurry. After a dozen breaths, the red light faded, a coolness welled up in my mind, my eyes quickly cooled, and my vision gradually recovered.

"Fairies, have you ever been to the Great Lake ahead?" Dao Mu raised his hand tremblingly, "I asked Mo Bu to lead the Mo family and the other herdsmen to flee over there, leaving the broken queen myself." After saying that, his arm hung down weakly.

"Brother Mobe?!" Mo Qi's face showed joy, and the next moment, he felt that something was wrong, "Will you save the Mo family?"

Dao Mu looked directly at Mo Qi, took out the Fengchun fruit, one in his mouth, and the other in Sai Ameng's mouth, "Mo Zengxian, who are you?" clicked, biting the egg-sized Fengchun fruit, the sweet aroma was overflowing, and then took out a hundred flowers made by the eldest uncle.

"Mo Zengxian is my father, and Mo Ran is my younger brother. Mo Qi gritted her teeth, her eyes full of hatred.

"Your homeschooling is amazing. "Every spring fruit goes down, the power of life circulates rapidly in the body, and the strength recovers quickly, kneading Ah Meng's little ears with one hand, pointing at his eyes with one hand, and then pointing at Mo Qi's eyes, "Your eyes are different from the eyes of your father and younger brother." Pure and immaculate, strong-willed, it is really rare in such a family environment. ”

"You ......" Mo Qi's silver teeth were biting, eager to tear Dao Mu into pieces, but he didn't want to talk nonsense with Dao Mu, "Brother Mo is still alive?"

As soon as Mo Qi said this, Dao Mu immediately stood up, and a roast pigeon woke Ah Meng up, "Judging from the tone of that calamity king, I am only afraid of more evil and less auspicious." Turning his head, his gaze swept over Mo Qi, and fixed on Tong Di, "Your combination, it's a bit interesting, let's go find it together?"

Tong Di is quiet and elegant, like a blooming narcissus, quiet and secluded, only afraid of Fang neighboring three.