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

On the battlefield, smoke and dust intertwined into a chaotic picture. In the smoke that had not yet completely dissipated, Fang Ming's figure was like a god of war walking out of chaos. His left hand was like an iron clamp, tightly grasping the seven inches of the poisonous python. The huge body of the python twisted and struggled in his hand, but could not break free at all;

His right hand was like a giant clamp, firmly grasping the neck of the red dragon, so that the fire dragon that once soared in the sky could only lower its head helplessly, close its eyes, and fall into a deep coma.

The two giant beasts, under his control, were like puppets without life, allowing him to manipulate them at will.

He strode forward, each step was steady and powerful, as if each step was stepping on the pulse of the earth, and even the earth was shaking under his feet.

The monsters around, those who had been wanton and ferocious on this battlefield, now seemed to have seen real terror, and retreated one after another, not daring to block Fang Ming's way at all.

Their eyes were full of fear and awe, as if Fang Ming was no longer the human who could be easily bullied by them, but the absolute master of this battlefield. Anyone who dared to challenge his majesty would face the fate of destruction.

Seeing this, the Heavenly King Chiguo frowned, and his eyes revealed deep worry.

The ancient pipa in his hand kept playing, and the sound of the piano was as crisp and pleasant as the sound of spring water, and as melodious and graceful as the wind blowing through the pine forest, with endless changes.

These piano sounds fell into the ears of the monsters, as if they injected new strength into them, making them no longer so afraid and regaining their bloodiness.

Those seriously injured and dying monsters, also encouraged by the piano sound, seemed to have gained some mysterious power, and stood up against the rules, grinning at Fang Ming, with crazy fighting spirit flashing in their eyes, as if they wanted to fight him to the death.

However, no matter how the Heavenly King Chiguo played, Fang Ming seemed to be in another world, indifferent to everything around him.

There was no fluctuation on his face, and no feeling at all, as if the sound of the piano was just insignificant noise to him.

"Well played, technical work, deserve a reward!"

Fang Ming suddenly stopped, threw the two unconscious dragons and snakes in his hands to the ground, and applauded the Heavenly King Chiguo.

There was a bit of teasing in his tone, as if he was really enjoying a wonderful performance, not on a life-and-death battlefield.

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly King Chiguo's face turned livid instantly.

He was one of the four great heavenly kings, King Kong, but Fang Ming treated him as an ordinary actor for fun. This was undoubtedly a great insult to him.

For a moment, he was furious, and the pipa in his hand was played more quickly and fiercely, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger, turning it into sharp sound blades, sweeping towards Fang Ming.

And the Heavenly King Duowen, who was hit by a counterattack, was secretly pinching his fingers at this moment, and the Hunyuan Umbrella in the sky began to rotate continuously.

The Hunyuan Umbrella seemed to have infinite power, and terrifying suction came out of it, swallowing everything around it like a black hole.

Suddenly, countless flying sand and rocks flew up from the ground, were sucked into the sky, and then disappeared into the Hunyuan Umbrella.

The whole sky seemed to be controlled by the Hunyuan Umbrella, forming a chaotic vortex.

However, facing such an amazing scene, Fang Ming stood firm like a pine tree.

His figure was looming in the flying sand and rocks, but his calmness and determination were as firm as a rock.

No matter how amazing the gravity of the Hunyuan Umbrella was, he remained motionless, and even continued to stride forward.

Every step he took seemed to be on the node of time. No matter how the Heavenly King Duowen controlled the Hunyuan Umbrella, no matter how its brilliance flowed and its momentum was shocking, it still could not stop his pace forward.

Seeing this scene, the Heavenly King Duowen was secretly anxious.

He used the Dharma again, trying to use the power of the Hunyuan Umbrella to stop Fang Ming, but no matter how hard he tried, Fang Ming always maintained his own rhythm and direction, moving forward step by step.

Seeing Fang Ming standing in the center of the battlefield like a rock, and no matter how the pipa music of King Dhritarashtra and the Hunyuan Umbrella of King Vaisravana were used, they could not shake him at all. The two Vajras could not help but show an unbelievable look on their faces, dumbfounded, and shocked like a tide.

The pipa string sound in the hands of King Dhritarashtra stopped abruptly at this moment, as if it was cut off by an invisible force. King Vaisravana also withdrew the control of the Hunyuan Umbrella at the same time, but the rotating Hunyuan Umbrella still exuded a terrifying suction.

The two looked at each other, and without words, they knew in their hearts: the magic weapon they regarded as relying on was like nothing in front of Fang Ming, and it had no effect at all!

"This person must have...There is a shocking secret!"

The voice of the Heavenly King Chiguo was low and solemn.

When the Heavenly King Duowen heard this, he sneered, but his eyes flashed with coldness, and his fierceness was revealed: "Hmph, no matter what means he hides, he will fall here today!"

After saying this, the Heavenly King Duowen simply ignored the rotating Hunyuan Umbrella and let it exert its remaining power. Although it was not as powerful as when he controlled it himself, it was enough to restrict Fang Ming and prevent Fang Ming from summoning those plants.

The Heavenly King Chiguo gently threw the ancient pipa in his hand, and the pipa seemed to be given life, floating in the air by itself, the strings trembled slightly, and a melodious and solemn music drifted with the wind. Although it was not as shocking as when he played it himself, it was enough to make those monsters who were originally dying agitated, and they gathered in the direction of Fang Ming, as if they were pulled by invisible chains and could not help themselves. .

The two kings secretly calculated in their hearts that since the magic weapons were ineffective against Fang Ming, they would let them exert their remaining power. The Hunyuan Umbrella was used to restrict Fang Ming's plants, and the Pipa was used to control those monsters. Although they were not fully utilized, they could weaken Fang Ming's strength to a certain extent.

However, in the face of all this, Fang Ming just raised his mouth slightly, outlined a faint sneer, and continued to move forward with firm and calm steps. The confidence and calmness made the anger in the hearts of the two kings more vigorous, and they wished to tear him into pieces immediately.

Guangmu King slowly took out a golden dragon ball from his sleeve. When the dragon ball came out, the whole battlefield seemed to be illuminated by the golden light. Shrouded in a golden glow, dazzling.

The dragon snake that Fang Ming had casually discarded on the ground miraculously recovered under the shining of the golden light. Its originally scarred body quickly healed, and its eyes glowed again, flashing with excitement and awe.

"Roar--"

The poisonous python was the first to roar deafeningly, and its huge body moved in the air, like a black lightning, cutting through the sky, with a fierce momentum.

"Yin--"

The red dragon was not to be outdone, and its dragon roar shook the earth. Its red scales shone in the sun, as hot as flames. Both of them soared into the sky almost at the same time, heading straight for the dragon ball, as if they wanted to take it for themselves. Yes.

Under the dragon ball, the poisonous python and the red dragon were tightly entangled, and the snake mouth and the dragon mouth simultaneously held the golden dragon ball. For a moment, the golden light was strong, as if some mysterious power awakened in their bodies. The two began to gradually merge, and their bodies kept changing, and finally turned into a golden five-clawed real dragon!

The five-clawed real dragon was dozens of feet long, and its scales were like golden armor, shining brightly. Each piece seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, majestic and solemn.

The dragon head was raised high, and his eyes were like torches, looking straight ahead.

The dragon claws were as sharp as blades. With a slight wave, it brought a gust of wind, rolling up the flying sand and rocks around, forming a golden storm.