Looking at Fang Zheng's face, he looked serious.

The old charlatan didn't ask much about why.

After spitting into the palm of his hand, he immediately shoveled it into the soil under the plum tree.

"Little brother, this tree is really evil, it's actually bleeding!"

The old charlatan shouted in surprise.

He saw bright red blood gushing out from the soil where he shoveled a shovel.

The old charlatan was not afraid of trouble. He was obviously bleeding from the ground, but his hands were still moving, and he continued to dig up quickly with one shovel.

The more the soil is dug, the more blood is pouring out from the ground.

At first, blood gushed out from the ground, and the smell of blood could be smelled, but the more I dug it, the deeper the bloody smell became, the less dimmed. Gradually, there was a stronger and stronger aroma of sesame oil, overflowing.

The sesame oil smells strong and can even make people feel sick and dizzy.

That is because the aroma is too strong and the proportion of oxygen in the air decreases, resulting in a suffocation.

"Little brother, why do I think we have knocked over a mouthful of oil jar? No, the more we dig down, the stronger the sesame oil smell. Just smelling it, it makes people feel greasy in their noses. This is not a mouthful of oil jar. I'm afraid it's a lot of oil jar?"

The old charlatan was a little puzzled.

Finally, the entire plum tree was finally uprooted, but at this glance, the huge roots of the tree were densely wrapped around a corpse.

The corpse also looked strange.

It was actually a copper-fetal corpse.

Suddenly!

It is the bronze fetal body that trapped Fang Zheng in the spiritual world before!

Looks exactly the same.

And the strong and greasy smell of sesame oil was emitted from this copper fetal corpse.

It’s like soaking it in the oil tank for 70 to 49 days... and it’s a hundred years after rounding it.

Founder finally convinced!

The smell of sesame oil he smelled in the spiritual world was not an illusion!

But it does indeed exist!

At this moment, the copper-fetal body wrapped in tree roots suddenly opened its eyes.

A pair of evil eyes, with a meaningful smile, staring straight at Fang Zheng.

It's like being suddenly targeted by a hungry ghost.

"I said, I will come to the outside world to find you... I'll do it..." Before I finished speaking, a shovel had already slapped the forehead of the copper-fetal corpse. The harsh words that had just been said stopped abruptly, and the eyes were filled with stars.

Fang Zheng looked at the old charlatan holding a shovel with a strange look.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Run away, the tree demon grandma is cheating on the corpse! Are you still waiting for the tree demon grandma to absorb all its soul!"

After just getting caught by a shovel, the bronze fetal body was almost vomited after hearing the old charlatan's words.

Is this world changing, and people all over the world are brain-related? Or is it that I have been practicing in seclusion and can no longer keep up with the communication methods of this era?

What a godly tree demon grandma.

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

There was still a copper-fetal body wrapped in tree roots with a shallow shovel mark on his face, and glared at the old charlatan in anger.

The old charlatan was so scared that he was old that his hands and feet were not convenient and his hands were shaking easily. When he was scared, he didn't hold the shovel in his hand and wanted to slap the face of the copper-fetal corpse. However, this time the copper-fetal corpse rose directly into the sky and slapped the shovel in the void.

The wind blows on my palms.

Five fingers are as sharp as eagle's claws.

If this claw is hit, five finger holes with blood from Linlin will be photographed from the old charlatan's fingers, not to mention the wooden handle of the shovel in the old charlatan's hand.

This is the old charlatan that will kill him if he takes action.

Ruthless.

I really hate the old charlatan with a shovel.

"Grandma Tree Demon, the person who killed you is Yan Chixia. Do you have any grudges against you?"

The old charlatan who was still holding a shovel in his hand was about to hide, and at this moment, a red shadow, like a red cannon ball that exploded the air, rumbling!

The air rubs rapidly, causing the wind to tear apart, and a sound of air explosion occurred.

It is a knife magazine encapsulated with a ghost-headed knife!

Fang Zheng pressed one end of the knife magazine with one hand, and under the fierce force, the other head was like a solid heavy artillery shell and hit the copper body heavily.

It was just this skill that Fang Zheng saved the life of the old charlatan.

Fang Zheng suddenly took action, forcing the copper-fetal corpse, and had to take his move, otherwise he would be hit by the knife magazine.

Bang!

The bronze corpse also caught the knife magazine bombed by Fang Zheng with one hand.

The knife magazine is hard.

It did not explode under the inertia of the two forces.

Puchi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

The copper body had just caught the knife magazine with one palm, but he was covered in evil power. As soon as the palm of his hand touched the cinnabar ink line on the surface of the knife magazine, it was like Xia Bing sticking to the stove. The palm of his palm was filled with blue smoke, and a burning heat. The power of the red sun eroded into his body, and the palm was filled with hot and burning.

Um?

He was caught off guard and ate a little bit of a loss of copper body, and no longer had to deal with it. His body was wrong, and his other palm was grabbed like an eagle's claw. It was almost fast, very accurately, and he slapped the front door.

If this claw is photographed, it will be disfigured on the spot.

Golden bell cover! Hardened!

Roar! Howl! Dragon and tiger roar, a golden bell covers Fang Zheng, bang!

Like the surface of the golden bell cover flowing with golden flames, a large number of sparks burst out. Under the dark night, a loud noise like a collision of gold and iron came out, and a circle of air ripples spread around.

A large amount of sand, dust, trash cans, and flying sand and stones on the street are flying.

The golden bell cover was not broken.

Still strong.

Successfully blocked the slap of the copper fetal corpse.

Fang was already gaining experience when he was fighting with many masters when he was in Southeast Asia. His golden bell shield protection power can withstand the attacks of the middle level of the night tour in the form of "Double Golden Bell shield of Dragon and Tiger (Double Shape).

When he was in Southeast Asia, he had strengthened to [王]. Now during this period, he had strengthened to [王] and was about to be fully cultivated.

Therefore, the state of the copper-fetal corpse in front of you should be between the middle and late stages of the night tour.

Although the Golden Bell Cover resisted the attack, the Fangzheng inside the Golden Bell Cover was still shocked by a considerable force.

Based on his previous experience in fighting, it was inferred that the copper-fetal corpse in front of him was stronger than the average night tour envoy in the middle stage and lower than the late stage of night tour envoy.

Fang Zheng groaned, but the true energy in his body flowed down in a circle, and the small shock of the internal organs was immediately healed, yes!

The knife magazine is opened.

The ghost head knife comes out.

"You are too weak! Is this what you said to destroy my body?"

"It's time for me to take action next!"

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold.

The expression on the face of the bronze corpse was horrified.

He never thought that he would not even be able to protect Fang Zheng's body surface.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air came, and he cut open the air with a knife and rushed straight to his face, and it was impolite to come without going.

The copper fetal corpse was just about to hide, but I didn’t know!

Qi illusion!

A knife he was confident that he could avoid, but suddenly shook and puffed!

Tick.

Tick.

Drops of sesame oil broke the wound of an ear from the copper-fetal body, and kept flowing out, dripping to the ground.

The smell of sesame oil in the air is even more intense and greasy.

A human ear fell on the ground.

Looking at the copper-fetal body that turned into a single-eared ear, Fang Zheng's eyes showed a pity.
To be continued...