The Talented Divine Farmer

Zhang Bin walked out of the big array step by step.

The pen goes straight to the magic land.

"What do you want to do?"

Liba asked faintly.

"Of course, I get some ways. I have broken some bottlenecks."

Zhang Bin said.

"I am not afraid that we kill you?"

Liba said coldly.

"There is no such strength,"

Zhang Bin said proudly, "let it ..."

"Let them go out."

Liba Magic smiled slightly.

Many magic will let a road.

Zhang Bin flew out.

I quickly found a place where a seven-color trees were found.

This seven-colored fruit tree towering, emitting golden light.

Also disseminated an endless breath.

Such a trees are also the terrorist existence of Lima Tao and Li Barajun.

Because it devours too much genius, talents increased to a horrible point.

The war is equally terrible.

It is also terrible to fight experience and the use of law.

If Zhang Bin is not a passage of Daojun, it is completely mastered for the use of the law.

That is also no one to defeat each other, and may even be swallowed.

Just want to escape, it is very difficult.

So, in this world, it is more likely to be more colorful.

There are basically a number of roads.

And this kind of treasure is basically no way.

In the past few years, only those super horrible geniuses, after cultivating the Junjian, can come.

However, such treasures, there is no use and meaning for the giant hugeness of Taojun.

This is a contradictory place.

"Just look at what your talent is better?"

Many of the magic monks look at the eyes of the expectations, and their faces are full of smiling.

Of course, the trial of the Jun, Li Heada Jun, the slavery Daojun, also spread to the gods.

They are also very nervous.

I am afraid that many magic people will attack Zhang Bin now.

Then they are basically dead.

They want to escape, want to live, but also need to rely on Zhang Bin to help.

Of course, if this time the magic monks choose to break, hunt them, it is possible.

Then they are really dead.

However, they also believe that many magic men also hope that they can teach and give pointers Zhang Bin repair.

It is estimated that it will not kill them now.

Zhang Bin walks in the golden area of ​​the seven-color Dog tree step by step.

In an instant, the seven-color fruit tree will become a golden giant.

Up to five meters, the eyes are sharp, and the face is filled with bloodthirsty.

It looks very terrible.

However, his head is also a fruit of nine golden colors.

Very attractive.

"kill……"

The golden giant roared, and the murder of the sky pounced to Zhang Bin.

Jin Guang is glac over, the momentum is rushing.

Countless quarters are in golden flames into virtual.

Too horrible.

Too much power.

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Zhang Bin didn't look at it, and Zhang Bin did not look at it.

The golden giant is like a Thunder.

The footsteps are stagnant, and the body is still sturdy.

Two knees are also bent slightly.

" ..."

Zhang Bin is a flash, and a nine seven-color processes are taken.

When it goes, you will exit the domain range of the golden giant.

"My God, this is too burning."

All the magic and Daojun secretly shocked, and the face is full of colors who don't dare to confuse.

Zhang Bin got a seven-color road is too easy.

Simply incredible.

It can be seen that what is Zhang Bin's talent?

Zhang Bin is if there is anything wrong.

Eight of them continue to be in this world.

Soon, I found a eight-color fruit tree.

This way is red and the nine red trees are hanging.

Excorps the rich and fragrance.

Zhang Bin once again entered the field of this tree.

Then I launched a horrible war.

This is a red giant.

Although the realm is suppressed to the three-level Taoist, the power is not a bit, no more than Zhang Bin.

Zhang Bin and the battle have been thrilling to pick up nine fruits for three days and three nights.

Then escape.

Even, he did not hit the red giant.

"There are several people who have to get the eight-color fruit in countless years?"

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At this moment, they judged that Zhang Bin's talent was much better than they.

If you get Zhang Bin's body, you will succeed, then they can cultivate into the emperor in the future.

Stepping into a magical realm of dreaming.

"Not bad. Your talent is really very good."

Liba is a flash.

Looking at Zhang Bin Road in a smile.

"I am over-flattered."

Zhang Bin said that he said.

However, there is no attack of Zhang Bin, and there is no in the field of trial of Zhang Bin.

It seems that he has any special intentions.

"I don't know, there is no nine-color fruit?"

Zhang Bin asked again.

"Nine colors? Of course, there is, but not much."

Laiba Magic Jun said, "There is only one. Because the fruit trees here must swallow the strong genius monks can evolve. But the eight-color fruit tree is almost no one dare to provoke."

"What is the use of nine colors? Does people break through the realm of the road?"

Zhang Bin asked again.

"It is not so easy to break through the realm of the road. However, if there is a nine-color, it is easy."

Liba Maguyi said again. "Do you want to try to get a nine-color fruit? I tell you the place ... You follow me."

Zhang Bin did not fear, and he really followed him.

Quickly enter the depths of the jungle.

The weird is that many magic monks have not kept, but continue to surround the big array. Don't let the trial Tao you get the opportunity to escape.

Soon, Liba Magu rapidly went to the deep place.

Falling in a valley.

Here, there is a tall nine-color fruit tree.

The trunk and the leaves plus fruit are purple.

Excissible atmosphere.

I want to come, this tree is the tree.

"Is there a tie color tree?"

Zhang Bin looked at the nine roads that hang on the branches, curiously asked.

"Of course, there is no."

Liba said faintly.

"So, can I only cultivate into Taojun in this world?"

Zhang Bin's eyebrows and worried.

A pair of lifeless looks.

"You can practice to Taoist nine levels is the limit, don't be able to expect to cultivate into the road."

Limen said, "Because, you have no ability to get the nick fruit."

"Get nine-color fruit, may not do it, in addition to strength, there is wisdom."

Zhang Bin touched the chin and looked at the big tree.