The old farmer's performance made several Xeon a little confused.

The unruly middle-aged man's blue eyes condensed slightly, and an invisible force in the air squeezed towards the old farmer in all directions.

The old farmer was slightly stunned, shook his shoulders, and looked at the rebellious middle-aged man, "What kind of weird ability is this?" ”

Several supreme beings changed color, but they knew what the middle-aged man had done just now, this is the most popular thing for the rebellious middle-aged man to do, compressing people into a football-sized meat ball and playing with it in their hands, even S-class mutants with their bodies as their main ability will be squeezed to death.

The old farmer just shook his shoulders and broke free from the pressure, which is enough to prove the strength of the old farmer.

"Who, who are you?"

The rebelliousness in the eyes of the rebellious middle-aged man has subdued a lot, "The strongest mutant in this seat, the thought of God." ”

The Pope spoke, "Orthodox Pope." ”

The beautiful woman said, "The Undead Messenger." ”

Finally, the old white-haired old man spoke, "Old man Sharen. Who are you? ”

The old farmer complained in his heart about these famous Tai Er, and said politely: "I am a farmer, Zong Fan." ”

The Pope was stunned when he heard this, and the other three people all looked at him, and the Pope explained: "The protector of the Hong League, I didn't expect to have been promoted to the supreme power. ”

Dong Zhengguo and Hong Meng have fought several times in Daozhou, naturally they are not ignorant of Hong Meng, and since Hong Meng occupied the three northeastern states from darkness to light, the mystery has also retreated, and the Thirteen Gates are also known.

"Why are you here?" Shen Zhinian looked at the old farmer coldly, just now he was easily dissolved, he felt a little embarrassed, and looked at the old farmer with a bad expression.

"My brother said there was a good piece of wood here, and I cut it back to make furniture." Zong Fan Dao.

The Pope asked, "Didn't the Killer come?" Your Excellency is the only one, I'm afraid you won't be able to bring this wood back, right? ”

Zong Fan's face was sad, "Didn't my brother say that there are so many people here?" Why don't we stop fighting, you go home, and I'll go home, how about it? ”

The Divine Mind snorted coldly, raised his hand and shook it in the air, as if he was going to hold the old peasant in his hand and pinch it to death.

Zong Fan only felt a tightness all over his body, and couldn't help but snort, and his shoulders were bent a little. Then he picked up the hoe and shaved a hoe at the trunk, and the banyan tree trembled violently again, and a voice with anger came from the canopy, "What are you waiting for, let's go together!" ”

Zong Fan's hoes, coupled with the withdrawal of the four supreme forces, the mountain god counterattacked, and his condition was extremely not optimistic.

The stunningly beautiful woman sighed, "There is so much anger here, and the Pope is here, I can't make a big effort." ”

The Pope ignored the woman, pulled off a cross in his hand and threw it, and the cross rose in the wind, turned into a cross sword, and slashed at the old peasant.

The old peasant was squeezed by the power of the god's thoughts, and still slowly lifted his hoe, although the movement was slow, but the cross sword blocked it before he could reach him.

The old man and the sand man no longer hesitated, they had never felt that it was a shameful thing to bully the less, and with one mouth, a mouthful of black sand flew out, and they all shrouded the old peasant and attached themselves to him.

The old peasant's body stiffened, his face was blue, and he didn't block the cross sword, which slashed hard at his chest, and his body flew out upside down, slamming into the banyan tree, knocking out a humanoid mark.

The old farmer coughed a few times, his expression was painful, as if he was talking to himself: "I can't withstand such a beating no matter how much I resist, senior, my brother said that I can come alone, and said that you can help me, but ...... This land, it's disobedient......"

The old farmer's martial arts lie in the power of the earth, but unfortunately this Ping Mountain does not belong to him.

As soon as the words fell, a void figure appeared in the middle of the field, arching his hand at Zong Fan, "I'm sorry, even I didn't see Your Excellency's martial arts just now, now what?" ”

Zong Fan's body shook and grinned, "Senior watched from the side, I think I can fight ten." ”

As he spoke, he shook out the sand of the sandman, and then rushed towards the four of them with a hoe.

The four of them were shocked, they could feel that the old farmer in front of them was several times stronger than just now.

The female necromancer stopped watching, and a strand of hair left her body, heading towards the bundle with a chilly aura.

Zong Fan didn't pay attention to the hair on his body that was constantly tangled, and his footsteps kept rushing towards the four of them.

The thought of the gods kept swinging his fist in the air, and Zong Fan just kept shaking his body, still approaching.

The Pope still has a more clever method, but the hair of the undead envoy is on Zong Fan's body, and he will restrain it with great might, so he has to continue to control the cross sword and continue to chop.

Zong Fan waved his hoe and blocked it.

The sandman shook his body and turned into a giant made of black sand, and punched out, Zong Fan met it with a punch and was knocked back several steps.

The mountain god stood in place, but he couldn't make a move, this was just an incarnation of him, and his ontological avenue was still this Ping Mountain, and he was stepping up to deal with the already weak tree god at the moment.

The tree god had come to Pingshan before to fight with him on the avenue, and finally left in defeat, this time it was a desperate gamble, bringing the avenue carrier over, taking root in Pingshan, either he sucked up the true Qi of Pingshan, or was drained by Pingshan.

The situation of the five strongest and bound to win, no one expected to come to this point.

They thought that Daqin might have a strong helper, and they were not even afraid of one or two, but they didn't expect that only one would be able to hit four.

In fact, Zong Fan himself didn't expect it, he thought that he would be beaten and run away, but when he saw that the other party still had four supreme powers, he felt that Zong Yong was cheating him, but he didn't expect that when the mountain god gave him the power of Pingshan, it would help him so much.

He can't be so powerful in any place, but Pingshan is different, the Dao of the mountain god is indeed special, and it is difficult to be hostile and defeatable, if there is no tree god, I am afraid that no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to threaten him, but the shortcomings are also obvious, he really has no killing power.

But the mountain god plus the martial arts is the power of the earth Zong Fan is completely different, Zong Fan's martial arts is the power of the earth, as long as there is the power of the earth, theoretically there can be inexhaustible combat power, immovable body like a mountain.

Together, they complement each other and exert unimaginable power.

Zong Fan fought one against four, and it seemed that Zong Fan had been beaten, but he didn't care at all, and even became more and more comfortable the more he fought.

In fact, he also has obvious weaknesses, and his attack power is also limited, if one of these four Xeons fights with him, he can almost fight into this situation of suppressing him, and the wonderful thing is that the four of them have also fought in this state.

It is equivalent to one MT with an infinite health bar and durability, while the four Xeon Strongs have a lot of consumption although they lose blood very slowly.

Half a day later, the sky gradually darkened, and the Pope was like a lamp in the night, illuminating the main tree.

The blue eyes of the thought of God had dimmed a lot, and a deep exhaustion could be seen in the eyes.

There wasn't much hair left of the undead envoy, so he had to get started in person, fighting with the sand people, one big and one small, and Zong Fan.

Zong Fan's hoe has long been gone, this kind of scene, even with his true Qi blessing, is Fan Tie after all.

The clothes on his body were only a little bit of his lower body, revealing his dark and strong upper body.

At this time, he was still in good spirits, and he shouted loudly, like a peasant shouting a trumpet and smashing the undead into the air with a punch.

The necromancer stood up and trembled with anger, "You can't fight, Pope, are you blind, your divine light can't be aimed at, don't fight." After saying that, he simply left.

The Pope's face changed, he glanced at the thought of God, and the two of them made a big move to repel Zong Fan and disappear into the sky.

The colossal murderous cavity collapsed on the surface, melted into the earth, and vanished.

A panicked cry came from heaven and earth, "Everyone, don't go ......"

The tree god finally panicked, those four could go, it was not easy for him to go.

The huge body of the tree shook, and the two giant legs rooted in the mountain tried to pull it out, but the earth was like a quagmire, tightly restraining his giant legs, and he couldn't pull them out.

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Zong Fan picked up the broken hoe on the side, came to the banyan tree, and gave another hoe fiercely.

"Two, this seat admits defeat, this seat will retreat, and never come again." The canopy of the tree resounded with the voice of the dryad in a somewhat panicked voice.

Zong Fan didn't pay attention to it, just waved his hoe, "How much furniture does this have to make......

Without waiting for Zong Fan to cut a few times, the huge tree god quickly shrank, and finally turned into a tall old man, naked, with his legs still buried in the soil.

"Two, this seat knows that it is wrong, let me go." The old man begged for mercy.

Zong Fan carried a hoe around the old man, and was in a bad mood.

This made the old man tremble, lest he would not know when he would be hit with a hoe.

The appearance of the mountain god in white clothes fluttering, first thanked Zong Fan, "Thank you for your help." ”

Zong Fan also returned the salute very formally, "The mountain god doesn't have to be polite, the two families have an alliance, and they are not outsiders." ”

The mountain god smiled and looked at the tree man who begged for mercy, "If you want to refine me, you must have the consciousness of being refined, your avenue is in harmony with me, this is also your fate, and you are lucky to be able to see a higher level of avenue." ”

At the terrified shouts of the tree god, the earth slowly rose and buried the tree god in a small dirt mountain.

"You swallowed him?" Zong Fan was stunned.

"It's not that fast, it's going to take a few days." The mountain god laughed.

"It's a pity for this piece of wood."

The mountain god couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, he said sincerely again: "This time I not only got rid of the crisis, but also went to the next level, and I don't know how to repay you." ”

Today's mountain god, there is no longer a threat to his existence in the world, unless Pingshan is gone one day.

Zong Fan said politely: "Seniors don't have to be polite, if you really want to repay, I really have something to ask for." ”

"Please."

"I'm going to stay here for a few days."

"Happy, just ......" The mountain god likes Zong Fan very much, Zong Fan is in line with his avenue, and he is already close, but he knows the current situation, can a combat force like Zong Fan stay in Pingshan all the time?

Zong Fan guessed the thoughts of the mountain god and said: "It's okay, the reason why my brother didn't come was to take advantage of this opportunity to steal the house, maybe he could kill one or two Xeon, it is estimated that the other party's Xeon will not dare to act rashly for a long time." ”

"It's worthy of killing the saint, the old man admires it." The mountain god is not deliberately complimentary, he had seen Zong Yong when he was fighting with the Sea Sage, and he could feel Zong Yong's strength, and after consciously refining the tree god, he only had more power to protect himself.

"Whether he succeeds or not, it is estimated that he will come here to find me, and then you will help me and beat him up!" Zong Fan's eyes shone with a dazzling light.

The mountain god hesitated, "This ......"