"Lifeless arrows!"

With a murmur, the arrow came at a rapid pace.

The second, third, and fourth shot hundreds of arrows in an instant, like a volley.

The city guards held up their shields and stood in front of them.

But in the midst of everyone's horrified expressions, the castle guard was instantly attacked by arrow after arrow, and quickly split.

The entire soul body seemed to be dismembered, and it quickly cracked out small city guard soul phantoms.

This small shadow of the city guard was bending his bow and shooting arrows, and continued to attack the real city guard.

"This !?"

At this moment, the remaining jailers, personal guards, and core disciples of the entire prison witnessed this incredible earth-shattering power with their own eyes.

"Castle guard, how come?"

"No life! Even the castle keeper is a big man."

"It's so strong."

"It's a monster."

Countless jailers muttered from their mouths.

"This is the high-level of the Wusheng Sect personally attacking, is it possible that there is no one in our court?" Someone muttered.

"yes, the prison has been demolished for so long, why hasn't there been support?" Someone was confused.

Just when they were desperate, the bow-wielding phantoms of the divided city guards also noticed them, and quickly bent their bows and arrows.

Endless rain of arrows fell from the sky, like meteorites falling one by one, smashing the plot where they were located for several meters.

In the dust, several new bow-wielding phantoms rose from the jailer's corpse and continued to shoot arrows at the city guards.

This is the horror of Ning Zheng's supernatural powers!

is also a master of the Shenyuan level, Ning Zheng is almost invincible at the same level, not to mention a dead man who has solidified his logic and is a lot weaker?

Behind him, the group of death squad blacksmiths had quietly arrived through the teleportation array.

"The owner is so fierce!"

"Is this the output of the national server shooter?"

Countless blacksmiths gasped as they witnessed these attacks.

It's so brutal.

Arrows, crazy weakening, who can withstand this?

Without a tank to carry, it's all so violent, it's outrageous!

This is the power of the Heavenly Spirit Root, it is worthy of being the top Great Sect Saint Son level in the legend, killing the same level is the same as killing a chicken.

"Little ancient city guard, but that's it!"

They moved quietly, sneaked into the planting area behind them, and began to dig and gather frantically.

Thief eyebrows, crazy digging soil, one by one is too happy.

"How daring!" Li Ming looked even more angry.

His subordinates died instantly, and he found the sneaky blacksmiths, and even shot a spell.

Boom!

The bow and arrow in Ning Zheng's hand turned into a shield, blocking the planting area from being attacked.

And the rest of the phantom archers dropped by Li Ming continued to bend their bows and shoot arrows.

"Wushengjiao, there are characters like you?" Li Ming's face sank like water, knowing that he was already more than lucky.

Ning Zheng didn't bother to answer, he carried the attack hard, and watched him quietly as he was besieged by other phantom archers, gradually disappearing, weak.

Flutter.

In the end, Li Ming fell down and disappeared quietly.

"That's it."

"Let's wait a month and be resurrected in the cemetery."

Ning Zheng looked at the time, looked down at the little blacksmith who was still collecting fruit trees, and jumped directly, crossed the mountains, and continued to explore into the distance.

His phantom, which has not existed for a long time, can be used as a giant to observe the surroundings and climb over the mountains while it has not yet dissipated.

After walking for a few minutes, I didn't see a new sight, and the mountains were all before they gradually disappeared.

Ning Zheng's consciousness returned, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at his simple room.

"The time of existence is still a little shorter."

"If he knew what kind of magic I was, and he didn't hit the first wave of bows and arrows, then it would be a lot trickier."

He silently summed up his experience.

Sure enough, in the battle between the strong, intelligence is the most important

Coming back from this battle, it was a bumper harvest.

Leek Rong counted the harvest.

"Rich."

"Lots of rewards."

Not counting the degree of pollution, there are more than 70 spirit plants that are more than 10,000 years old!

These can extract a batch of contaminated high-grade spiritual planting liquid, and they can try to cultivate the contaminated high-grade spiritual root.

This will have big side effects and reduce life expectancy, but it doesn't matter, they are not afraid of death.

More than 500 polluted spirit plants for more than 1,000 years can extract a large share of medium-grade spirit plant liquid to meet the demand.

On top of that, there are more than eighty fruit trees.

These Psychic peach trees are polluted.

But the Lingming peach in it can be used for alchemy, or edible.

Although they are also polluted, they are still not afraid of death.

"It's so handsome."

"We have new plants planted."

"None of you see how handsome the owner is."

"Is it good to be invincible at the same level?"

"You say, if this is improved and developed, will it be able to fight the battle of Xinyizhou City?"

"I think so, isn't there still ten days and half a month?"

"Well, continue to develop, go to fight Jian Xin, Jiao Wuyu."

"It's a faction option, isn't it?"

There is a lot of discussion about it.

The big victory of the Zhuang Master Missile, which they had worked so hard to cultivate, was really inspiring.

Even, they are already thinking about beating the owner of the farm into an ember!

When the time comes.

The phantom of the owner, holding the ember of the owner, doubles the combat power

Xinyizhou City, shops.

"Guest, this is our fine wine, only fifty spirit stones for one altar, or fifty magic money."

Leek Rong smiled.

And dazzled, Erya, constantly going out to solicit customers.

After the wine was launched, they went crazy to make money.

Because this yin-attribute spiritual rice wine is very much in line with the appetite of the people.

Moreover, because the people here are accustomed to slaughtering scholars, a few bowls of ordinary noodles are worth a few spirit stones, and the prices here are super high!

Over time, how rich are the aborigines who are crazy about stealing customers? Now to earn their money, sell spirit wine for fifty magic money, and make it to death!

"It's outrageous."

Su Yuniang kept counting the books:

"This game is against the sky! He's off track, you know? This selling wine makes more money than striking iron, and it costs more than a dozen law money, brewing casually, blowing a century-old shop, and selling it for fifty law money! ”

"It's okay." The medical fairy walked out of the door with the cake, and looked at her masterpiece of sewing and mending with satisfaction.

In front of me was a beautiful little girl, with fair skin, long hair and a shawl, and a pink carved appearance.

And some big scars, he did not choose to erase, was tattooed by the medical fairy, and the tattoo was engraved with very beautiful color patterns.

The kid is a little naughty and careful.

But after getting along, they also found that their heads didn't seem to be very smart, a little stupid.

Is this really a big guy?

Not quite like that.

"Little cake, do you still feel uncomfortable?" Su Yuniang put down the account book and asked.

"It feels so much better."

Xiao Cake said: "It's just that my head still hurts a little, and it feels like something is always digging my head, but it's an old problem." ”

Su Yuniang complained: "Phew, it's all because the doctor fairy is to blame for what kind of brain fat grafting you did, I was scared." ”

"However, your body is also repairing beautifully, and it is time to change into our beautiful and cute overalls and help us carry out our work!"

Frequent headaches?

The medicine fairy fell silent.

She personally repaired the wounds on the other party's body, and always felt that Xiao Cake's head had an obvious crescent knife mark on it, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Hidden plot, definitely some kind of hidden plot

Her instincts told her that some of the scars on Cake's body were familiar.

She pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered the short time she had not yet been stationed in the medical hall, as a little blacksmith, taking on daily tasks and going down to the mines.

When she was mining and moving bricks, she remembered that on the wall of the copper mine, some crescent marks were exactly the same as the crescent gap in the little girl's head.

"The copper of the first mountain."

Looking at Xiao Cake's stupid head, a thought came out of the medical fairy's mind: "Her head is in our villa"

"If that's the case, this hidden plot is a bit outrageous, isn't it?"