Ten draws of Farmer? What the hell is Star-Destroying Pea Shooter?

In the west, the sky was clear, and the sun poured down like molten gold, baking the earth to a scorching heat. Even the air seemed to be ignited, emitting bursts of scorching breath.

A slender red dragon cut through the sky. Under the scorching sun, Shyvana's scales were like bright rubies, shining brightly, and each scale shone with dazzling light.

On the dragon's back, Fang Ming and Kenan Hall sat as steady as a mountain. Their figures did not move in the strong wind, like two firm rocks.

On Fang Ming's shoulder, Beidou's figure wearing a steel helmet and holding six Gatling gun barrels in his mouth was particularly eye-catching. The tail behind him was like a cradle, gently shaking.

The holographic map slowly unfolded in the air, like a flowing scroll, reflecting everything around, and every detail was clearly visible.

"What is that?"

Fang Ming's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly noticed a patch of red dots on the holographic map, densely packed like a burning flame, almost engulfing the area.

"Go over there and take a look."

Fang Ming made a prompt decision, his voice firm and powerful.

The red dragon Shivana seemed to understand the master's intention, and flapped her wings violently, stirring up a strong wind with a wingspan of hundreds of meters, like a hurricane passing through, and instantly turned around and rushed towards the red dot.

As the distance got closer, Fang Ming's heartbeat also accelerated, and his eyes were fixed on the bottom.

Finally, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear, and he saw that the bottom was densely packed with all kinds of monsters.

They were tall or short, fat or thin, with different shapes and colorful colors, like a vivid picture scroll, spreading out on the earth.

Among these monsters, some are shaped like giant scorpions, wearing black armor, like demons crawling out of the abyss, curling up with their eyes fixed on the front, as if ready to attack at any time;

Some are like giant lizards, covered with emerald scales, shining with strange light in the sun, and roaring from time to time, as if telling ancient legends;

There is also a giant-like one with six arms, each holding a different weapon. They should be the overlords on the battlefield, but now they have lowered their arms obediently, like a group of docile lambs.

The faces of these monsters are different, some are as ferocious as ghosts, and some are as honest as children, but at this moment, there is only one emotion in their eyes-piety.

They all crawl on the ground, like soldiers waiting for inspection, and seem to express endless respect to some mysterious power.

Their bodies tremble gently with the rhythm of the chanting, as if they are performing a sacred ceremony.

They all knelt in one direction. It was a magnificent temple, towering into the clouds, shining brightly in the sun.

The walls of the temple were carved with complex totems, and each stroke revealed antiquity and mystery, as if telling a piece of dusty history.

On the roof, the golden glazed tiles shone brightly in the sun, like a bright starry sky, embellishing the temple with more solemnity and sacredness.

The grand chanting sound came from the temple, and the sound seemed to have passed through the shackles of time and space, with an indescribable power, directly hitting people's hearts.

The chanting sound was sometimes low like a gurgling stream, and sometimes high like a mountain torrent, like the sound of nature, and like thunder, very contagious.

Under the guidance of this sound, the hearts of the monsters seemed to be purified, and the hatred and fighting between them disappeared at this moment, leaving only endless piety and awe.

In the west, under the sky, the red dragon Shyvana was like a brilliant flame, slowly passing over the heads of the monsters below, bringing up waves of scorching heat and flying dust.

Under Shyvana's invincible dragon power, those monsters trembled involuntarily, like helpless fallen leaves in the autumn wind, which could fall at any time.

However, they miraculously remained calm, and none of them fled in panic, as if they were bound by an invisible force.

Their eyes, as if drawn by some mysterious force, all looked at Shyvana in the sky.

It was a strange uniformity, as if at this moment, all the monsters had forgotten their fear, their hatred and fighting with each other, and only stared at the bright red shadow in the sky.

It was a wooden gaze, staring straight at Shyvana in the sky without any emotion.

Shyvana's scales shone brightly in the sun, like rubies inlaid on the dragon's body, dazzling.

And the monsters' eyes seemed to be attracted by these rubies and could not be moved away.

Their necks twisted stiffly, as if they were pulled by invisible chains, and they all turned towards Shyvana in unison.

The scene was extremely strange, like a stillScroll.

At this moment, the chanting in the temple suddenly paused, and then, louder and deeper chanting came like a tide, hitting people's hearts.

The chanting seemed to have crossed the shackles of time and space, carrying an indescribable power that made people feel awe.

Fang Ming could clearly feel that the chanting was directed at them!

He looked up at Shyvana in the sky, and saw that its flying movements slowed down involuntarily, and its altitude was slowly decreasing, as if it was being pulled by an invisible force.

Shyvana kept shaking her head, trying to get rid of the influence of the chanting, but to no avail.

There was confusion and struggle in its eyes, and it was obviously fighting fiercely against the chanting.

"What's wrong, Shyvana?"

Fang Ming asked with concern. His voice seemed a little weak in the wind, but Shyvana heard it clearly.

Shyvana's dull voice sounded, with a hint of confusion and helplessness: "Master, I want to go down... to listen to the Dharma."

Fang Ming heard this and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked at Shyvana in disbelief. The chanting sound could even affect Shyvana who was over level 70. Its power was evident!

Shyvana shook her head vigorously, as if to block the chanting sound coming from below.

But even if she actively shut down her hearing, the chanting sound still echoed in her mind like a spell, lingering.

Finally, Shyvana let out a mighty dragon roar, which was deafening, and the monsters below trembled even more.

However, they still did not run away, and there was a hint of crazy hostility in their eyes when they looked at Shyvana.

It was a hostility distorted by faith, which was chilling.

Fang Ming himself did not feel any discomfort. He looked around and saw a green magic shield rising from the body of Kailan Hall beside him, flashing a faint light, as if resisting something.

"There should be a monk from the Western Buddhist Kingdom preaching below." Kailan Hall said in a deep voice, "This is one of their ways to develop believers and control monsters or humans."

Fang Ming's eyes passed through the layers of monsters and looked at the magnificent temple.

The temple shone brightly in the sun, like a sacred temple.

His eyes flashed with determination, and he finally made up his mind: "Finally, I encountered a monster from the Buddhist Kingdom. I will capture it alive and interrogate it first. Maybe I can get some useful information from it."