Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 78
But this is also the last time.

It's now just a very tough but tasty snack.

The Immortal Lord held the hilt of the sword tightly, holding the vigorous but feeble struggle in his palm. Something like ice crystals formed from dragon blood slowly climbed up the hilt.

Starting from the hilt, the blue dragon's blood covered the sword body little by little, like a frosty snake slowly swallowing the sword, and like some kind of moss growing on the bright and moist sword body.

And they're pushing down hard, trying to penetrate the blade, and some have succeeded.

The tremor of Heart-Chopping Liuli became weaker and weaker, and Longshuang slowly covered the entire body of the sword.

But after the sharp dragon frost ice crystal penetrated the surface, it was difficult to continue to penetrate downward.

The Immortal Lord shook slightly, the ice crystals fell off, and the exposed sword was infected with blue lines, like a twisted parasite.

The golden eyes fell on this sword, which took a long time to "digest", but he didn't have this time now.

Throwing the sword casually, when such a sharp object breaks through the air very quickly, what it makes is not a bang, but a scream.

A stream of light flashed across, and the sword penetrated the body of the woman who had just stood up on the ground, nailing her back to the ground.

The purple lightning frost attached to it flowed to the limbs and bones, Ming Qitian held the hilt in front of his chest, but was unable to pull it out for a while.

She tried her best to raise her head, and the figure in the sky was slowly descending.

But it didn't come towards her, the figure fell back to the tower, overlooking the small city.

Ming Qitian frowned slightly - what does he want to do?
The Immortal Lord stands on the tower.

He slowly raised his hand, aiming at a house at the foot of the city wall.

With a light grip of the fingers and claws, the whole corner of the city was blown to pieces.

Dozens of houses were razed to the ground in an instant. Ming Qitian barely raised her hand to support her energy, and the flying wood and rocks almost buried her again.

Hundreds of people were lifted up in the air by invisible hands, men, women, old and young. Each person's neck seemed to have a rope hanging from the sky, forming a shocking and terrifying scene.

The finger and claw raised by Xianjun slowly disintegrated, recreating the scene in the mountain, turning into hundreds of small blue meat pieces.

They flew forward, each one seemed to be gliding along an invisible thread, and at the end of each thread was a terrified and struggling common man.

'Don't. '

Ming Qitian thought, she tried to use force again with the hand holding the sword hilt, but the numbness and severe pain of her body made her fail again.

In the sky, those pieces of flesh touched the human body, and the people who were suspended began to mutate one after another. Instead of only infecting the head, they turned into hideous monsters from head to toe. At this time, these "spies" no longer had to hide Own.

As if the silk thread hanging them was suddenly broken, these monsters fell to the ground one after another, and then rushed towards the city nimbly and fiercely on the roof, on the street, and on the treetops.

Like a stray hound.

They will find many related things in a short period of time, bringing dozens or even hundreds of "threads" to the fairy.

But Xianjun will not sit still and wait.

At the same time He set about destroying the city.

From under his feet, frost crawled out of the ground, quickly infecting the entire city wall under his feet, and then spread into the city.

Then, He lightly raised the new finger claws, and the tightly clasped hard scales suddenly opened, revealing the tough and wriggling flesh and blood underneath.

The viscous blue liquid rose up from the open openings of these scales, gathered in front of the Immortal Lord, and gradually turned into a liquid ball larger than his body.

If Pei Ye could see it, he would be able to tell what it was at a glance - dragon saliva, such a huge amount of dragon saliva!
The dragon saliva in front of him was still gathering, and Xianjun stretched out another claw, facing the sky.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The clouds began to gather, and the wind rose from nowhere, blowing the leaves scattered on the street.

The "Fengbo Yushi Sword Sacrifice Chapter" performed by Ming Qitian is like children playing around before such mighty power.

The "Feng Bo Chapter" can certainly raise the wind, but the "Rain Master Chapter" can only control the rain in the rainy days that have come. It is rumored that only the realm of Tianlou can use the "Rain Master Chapter" to make rain.

And in front of this fairy, the heaven and the earth are like servants who bow their heads and obey orders. As soon as he raises his hand, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the wind and rain come together.

The Immortal Lord's hand that condensed the ambergris stopped at this moment. The liquid ball was close to the size of a house. He raised his hand gently, and the liquid ball shot into the sky.

Ming Qitian watched these movements, and just when she realized what he was doing, a loud noise came from in front of her.

Ming Qitian looked down, and saw the people running towards this side, crying and panicking. Behind them, the frost came over, and a dozen "hunting dogs" were running among them.

These monsters do not harm people. They are entirely designed to find their targets faster, but the panic and panic they bring have caused many casualties.

When two monsters passed by, they suddenly became certain. Their ferocious heads turned towards Ming Qitian, and their golden pupils locked onto her.

They leap forward.

But as soon as they left the ground, several water droplets streaked across their heads like swords, piercing through their heads.

An arm wrapped around Ming Qitian's waist, leading her to jump back.

"I've been waiting for a long time. He probably didn't pay attention to this side now." Xing Zhi whispered behind her ear.

"Thank you." Ming Qitian grabbed Xing Zhi's wrist and said quickly, "We have to get people to hide quickly and don't expose them outdoors -"

Her voice suddenly stopped, and a drop of cold rain fell on her cheek.

She raised her head, and it wasn't just rain that caught her eyes.

As if you were in a ghostland, thousands of blue fireworks slowly floated down from the sky, and the raindrops passing by them were illuminated for a moment and then disappeared.

And in the background after all this, black frost infested the sky.

……

in the county government.

Yue Muzhou couldn't see, but he heard the sound of the wind and felt the dampness and coldness. His body, which was full of injuries, began to feel dull pain.

Chang Zhiyuan sat next to him. This old man was much healthier than him, but also suffered from rheumatism. He was tapping his leg gently at this time.

But the pain in his legs was not only due to the rain, but more due to fatigue.

In the past few hours, he has been coordinating and arranging all the existing forces in Fenghuai, taking the trouble to personally confirm every detail, and giving a detailed explanation of every area in the city.

He is just an ordinary old man. In the past 12 years, he has performed his duties to ensure the livelihood of the people. His men's strength is used to fight against petty thieves. He has never learned how to face such an enemy.

He couldn't move the entire Fenghuai county city away, nor could he keep the enemy out of the city gate, so he could only try his best to let the people live as long as possible.

The door should be padlocked from the outside to pretend that it is unoccupied, and the instructions to deflate before hiding in the cellar were beyond Xing Zhi's group's thinking, because only the truly weak and powerless can truly empathize with ordinary people.

At this time, the work of the old man was finally completed, and all the errands from the county government and reinforcements from the state had been dispatched, leaving only one person to guard Zhu Gaoyang who was locked up.

He moved a Mazar and put it next to the wheelchair, and the two old men, who were helpless, sat on the porch and waited together.

"Is it going to rain?" Yue Muzhou hoarsely said.

"That's right, it got dark very suddenly." Chang Zhiyuan rubbed his legs, frowning and looking towards the sky.

(End of this chapter)