Thousands of years ago, Emperor Yan tasted herbs, made herbs, and invented slash-and-burn farming, teaching the people to cultivate land and grow grain.

In order to commemorate him and commemorate him, when the statue of his god is shaped, a tuft of ears of wheat will be added. Therefore, this wheat ear is not only the weapon of Emperor Yan, but also represents the sincere fist and the hearts of the people!

Everyone misses him, loves him, respects him, and respects him, and the incense has been burning for thousands of years, so even if he has died a long time ago, there is still a trace of divine power.

"Whew-"

The huge idol of the Emperor of Fire took a step forward, and then an ear of wheat slammed into the back of the giant Bart.

"Stay away from my people!" The Flame Emperor roared.

"Click-"

The power caused by this ear of wheat was not inferior to the sword of the immortal at all, and the seemingly strong and broad back of the giant Bart instantly opened the flesh and flesh, and there was an extra terrifying scar.

"Ahh

The giant Bart screamed, and his body rolled down the mountain, and he didn't know how many big trees and rocks collapsed along the way.

"Trespassing on my territory and hurting my people is a dead end!" The huge Flame Emperor statue shouted loudly, and his footsteps stepped forward again, obviously trying to kill the giant Bart in one fell swoop.

But at this moment, his feet suddenly softened, his body bent, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

His only remaining divine power was being drained in the consumption just now.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

The giant Bart got up from the foot of the mountain and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

"Well, no, right? I can see that you won't last long...... You are obviously dead, and only with the little divine power you have left, you can retain a wisp of divine soul, survive in this world, stand on a high place, enjoy their incense, what do you care about this idle business...... What a pity, the last bit of soul will be scattered by me! Giant Bart smiled heavily as he approached the giant statue of the Emperor of Fire.

"Without them, there would be no me...... You'll never understand that. With me here, you don't want to hurt a single hair of their hair! Emperor Yan struggled to support his body, and his huge copper legs slowly stood up, his body still tall and majestic.

But his divine power is indeed decreasing little by little.

"Hahaha, that's a nice thing to say, but it's a pity that you're not my opponent!" Giant Bart's eyes lit up, and he stepped over in three or two steps and punched out hard.

Emperor Yan shook the ears of wheat violently, and with a loud "boom", the two of them took a few steps backwards at the same time.

Giant Bart stood like no one else, but the Yan Emperor statue was panting, and his divine power became weaker and weaker.

"Hehe, as expected, it was your final blow, right? It's not easy for the remaining divine power to support you standing, right? Giant Bart smiled sadly, and walked over step by step again.

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

"Whew-"

At this moment, a figure suddenly swept from the sky, and it was Wang Qianchen who arrived.

Wang Qianchen didn't know what was happening, but when he saw the situation at the scene, he didn't hesitate to swing his knife and slash towards the giant Bart.

"Where did the flies come from!" The giant Bart was a little irritated, and shook his hand sharply, and several rocks the size of trucks flew towards Wang Qianchen.

Wang Qianchen immediately swung his knife, and the sound of "boom" continued to sound, and most of the rocks were chopped by him, but there were still a small part of the gravel hitting his body.

"Bang-"

A large ear of ripe copper wheat flung over and bounced the rubble away.

"Thank you, kids, for your help...... You're a demon slayer, aren't you? It's okay, just step aside, just leave this guy to me! Emperor Yan opened his mouth and said softly.

"But you ......" Even Wang Qianchen could feel that the divine power of the Yan Emperor statue was gradually declining.

"Haha, even he can see it, you can't last long at all!" Giant Bart laughed excitedly.

"I'll help you!" Wang Qianchen held the knife in both hands, instinctively wanting to summon Mr. Red Mansion, and suddenly remembered that he was no longer there.

"Children, you really don't need to, just retreat to the side." Emperor Yan said again, his face very calm.

Wang Qianchen was a little hesitant, but seeing Emperor Yan's determined appearance, he had no choice but to step aside, and at the same time, his eyes quickly looked left and right, and his nose twitched slightly, making sure that He Jun was no longer here, and had obviously run away.

Just run!

Wang Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the huge statue of Emperor Yan worriedly.

"Although it is a broken god, it can be destroyed, and it is enough for me to blow for a while!" The giant Bart was extremely excited, and made a "whirring" sound, and the steam on his head became more and more intense.

"You can give it a try...... This is my territory, how can you do whatever you want? Emperor Yan's face was calm, his divine power was indeed not much left, but he decided to use that move and raised the ear of wheat in his hand again.

"My dear people...... Emperor Yan stood on the top of Laoding Mountain, his face was soft, but his eyes were firm, and he said, "Please close your eyes, silently recite my name in your hearts, and give me strength!" ”

Hearing this, Giant Bart's complexion changed greatly!

The battle on Laoding Mountain, of course, has long attracted the attention of the citizens of Luzhou.