Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

In front of the small mountain village.

Everyone was in a daze.

"This...this long gray fog bridge will be destroyed like this?"

Lu Shoushi was in a daze. He looked at the old scalper at the entrance of the village, and his heart felt like a huge wave!

God, what kind of state must this cow be in?

unimaginable!

It is definitely outside the divine way, and it must have an origin that is not weaker than gray mist.

"Wow...a cow can be so cruel!"

The demon emperor's eyes were shining, and he wanted to run over and lick the old cow's hooves.

It was so fierce that it wanted to transform into a cow and go to the village to plow the fields.

"...I really didn't expect that the cows in the village are so powerful, so careless, so careless."

Yun Qianshan was a little scared. He knew that things in the village were not simple, but he never expected that Niu could be so powerful.

Mu Rantian and others were also shocked. This was the first time they saw this old cow take action.

Venerable Haoming and Saint Delirium were even more stunned. This old cow... was actually so terrifying.

Could this cow be the hidden master of the Great Ruins Realm?

No, no, this cow... seems to be just a farm cow in the village.

Both of them had huge waves in their minds, feeling that this was beyond imagination.

"Who...who attacked me?!"

At this moment, the Delirium Patriarch had already stood up.

His body was covered with dirt. He was arrogant and aloof just now, but now he was in an extremely miserable state and looked disgraced.

Behind him, a group of Holy Land elders were also angry.

The Delirium Patriarch raised his eyes and looked forward, and was suddenly startled:

"No...this small mountain village..."

He vaguely felt that the source of his gray mist was shrinking and trembling when facing this small mountain village, as if he was afraid of this small mountain village!

How can this be……

The origin of the gray mist is the strongest origin in the world. Even the God Emperor cannot erase it!

In the legend about the Era of Disaster, people's expressions change even more when they hear it, and even gods and Buddhas close their eyes.

Now, the gray mist seems to be suppressed by the aura of this small mountain village?

At this moment, he was also a little confused. Is there something weird about this small mountain village?

"Ancestor, go ahead and destroy this small mountain village. There must be an origin different from the gray mist hidden in this small mountain village. If we can get it, the holy land will soar into the sky!"

Ming Lan, on the other hand, shouted that he was eager for revenge!

Hearing this, Ancestor Delirium was also a little shaken. This small mountain village might really have some treasure...

"A bunch of young men still dare to take ideas from the village?"

At this time, Yun Qianshan shouted angrily and said:

"Don't you take my brother Niu seriously?"

At this moment, he felt very calm.

It's completely stable. There are old scalpers here, so what are you afraid of?

Hearing this, Patriarch Delirium became angry and said:

"A cow dares to pretend to be a fool!"

He mustered up his courage, walked forward, and said:

"I carry the origin of the gray mist in my body and am immortal, so what should I be afraid of!"

But the old scalper was very calm. He suddenly turned back and looked towards the village.

I saw a few men walking towards a small road in the village carrying large amounts of manure.

"Trash pickers, come here for a moment."

The old scalper spoke.

Immediately, the men put down their burdens and trotted over. The leader was wearing tattered and patched clothes. He said respectfully:

"Master Niu, did you call us?"

This man is clearly Ming Tianbei!

——Recently, Grandma Lu’s house in the village was full of manure, so they went to help dig out the manure!

No, the excrement has to be sent to the ground in buckets for fermentation so that it can be used later to avoid wastage.

The old scalper nodded his head, raised his hoof and pointed at the group of gray mist cultivators outside the village, saying:

"I'll give you some practice."

Hearing this, Ming Tianbei immediately understood that the group of people outside the village seemed to be short-sighted and came to the small mountain village looking for death.

"Brothers, come with me!"

Ming Tianbei spoke immediately, led the people and rushed out of the small mountain village, pointed at the people in the Delirium Holy Land and said:

"Kill them!"

Seeing this, the Delirium Patriarch became even more angry and said:

"A group of beggars picking up garbage dare to make noise? They are looking for death!"

"kill!"

Immediately, a group of elders from the Delirium Holy Land rushed away.

"Look down on people who pick up garbage? Brothers, show them what garbage is!"

Ming Tianbei was also angry!

A group of demon commanders, all unafraid, rushed over and started a fierce battle with these elders.

Their realm is not extremely high, and they are generally at the realm of God Kings.

However, once the battle broke out, the elders of the Delirium Holy Land were all shocked.

"Nima...what is this big black pot? It can't be beaten?!"

Demon Commander Shan Ming held a big black pot in his hand and stood still despite being bombarded by the Venerable Level!

"This old and broken whip can actually disperse my gray mist? What kind of treasure is it?"

An elder, facing the whip in the hands of Demon Commander Tieshan, dodged left and right, terrified.

"These nails...can kill!"

Another elder was forced to run away by a demon commander throwing iron nails, and shouted angrily:

"Let's see how many nails you have!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Commander sneered and took off a rag bag hanging on his body. When he opened it, it was full of various iron nails, broken pieces of iron, and the like.

This elder's eyes were straight. Damn... so many terrifying hidden weapons? !

For a time, this group of elders could not get any favor at all!

"Is this...is this the garbage they picked up?"

Next to him, Lu Shoushi and others looked at him in shock.

They could all see that the iron pot, the whip, the iron nails...anything was terrifying to the extreme.

If it were in their hands, they even felt that they could directly slaughter the Delirium Patriarch!

These things are actually called garbage in a small mountain village...? ? ?

They are all confused. Who dares to look down on the garbage pickers? These are not just a bunch of beggars, they are a bunch of bastards! !

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"Ancestor, help!"

Soon, the group of elders in the Delirium Holy Land could no longer hold on!

Seeing this, the Delirium Patriarch became angry, and his violent aura rushed towards Mingtian Bei and others!

Immediately, Ming Tianbei and others were repelled dozens of steps and retreated to the entrance of the village, their faces a little pale.

Ya-Emperor level... they are difficult to deal with!

"A group of beggars who pick up garbage and butchers who pick up dung dare to be cruel!"

"If I don't kill you, how can I stand in the world without knowing the Holy Land!"

He approached step by step and said, "You are all going to die!"

With one palm blast, it was like thunder shaking the sky, like waves hitting the river bank, and the gray mist was rolling in endlessly, it was astonishing!

Hearing this, among the many demon commanders, a man with a cold temperament suddenly showed a sneer and said:

"You look down on people who pick up garbage, but you also look down on people who pick up excrement?"

He turned around and suddenly walked to a bucket of dung, and then took out a dung fork!

A forkful was put into the dung bucket, and the excrement was stained on the fork, and the excrement water was dripping.

Then, he suddenly raised the dung fork and threw it hard at the Delirium Patriarch!

As soon as the dung fork came out, at this moment, the billowing gray fog outside the village actually dispersed, and I didn't dare to touch the dung fork!

The Delirium Ancestor was covered in gray mist, and seemed to have turned into nothingness before this dung fork!

The dung fork with dripping juice came towards me.

"No!"

At this moment, the Delirium Patriarch suddenly felt a great fear.

It's as if the dung fork is Death's sickle!

There is no place to hide and it is irresistible.

He felt that the source of the gray mist in his body had shrunk into a ball, shivering as if he was scared.

"don't want……"

He turned around and wanted to run away, but the dung fork had already pierced his chest!

The Delirium Patriarch was stunned. He lowered his head blankly and glanced at the dung fork piercing out of his chest. He could vaguely smell the fresh and strong smell on the dung fork...

His eyes were full of humiliation, grief and anger. He never thought that in this life, he would die from a dung fork...

Then he fell straight down.

Completely dead!

At this moment, many powerful men in the Delirium Holy Land were dead silent, staring at this scene in stunned silence.

Zhe Xingsun, Demon Emperor and others were silent, deeply silent!

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