Several rises and falls jumped onto the canopy.

Not long after, a piece of black stuff fell down.

Without hesitation, he rushed to the other trees around him.

In just a few minutes.

Flexible fishing nets fell down one after another.

Surround the farm wooden houses layer by layer!

A Joni turtle broke into the fishing net curiously and tried to knock it away.

The effect can only be said to be very average.

Instead, it got trapped in itself.

Make sure all fishing nets are in place.

Roger turned to face the farm wooden house and showed a hideous smile.

The next moment.

He took out the White Crow Crow Crown and put it on his head, then rushed to the fishing net with great strides.

Aiming at the Jonny Turtle in the fishing net, Roger bent over and slapped!

Martial arts!

Crush the palm!

A faint breath flashed through his palms.

With a puff.

Joni's limbs tightened suddenly, and a violent tremor came from under the turtle shell.

Even the corners of my mouth were filled with blood!

...

"You killed 1 Jonny Turtle, and you killed 11 Jonny Turtle in total."

"You've got 25 XP points"

"Your lifespan has increased by 31536,000 seconds."

...

"That's all good brothers."

Roger stood up slowly and walked towards the wooden house, his eyes full of fanaticism.

Alan's information mentioned.

Under that seemingly invincible absolute defense, Joni Turtle's body is actually very fragile.

This can be seen from the fact that the corpses will become very soft after their death.

At that time, Roger guessed that crushing the palm would have an effect on this monster.

Now it seems that it is not just as simple as having an effect!

This method of using "qi" to carry out penetrating strikes is simply the nemesis of Joni Turtle!

Crushing the palm is a superb martial art.

Each palm consumes a certain amount of energy.

Originally, at Roger's current level, he could only play ten palms at most in a night.

But he has the crown of white crows!

The atmosphere stored in this strange object is as vast as the sea of ​​smoke, at least hundreds of times that Roger has mastered.

He can borrow the energy from the White Crow Crow to make up for his own shortcomings.

Tonight, he is destined to start a massacre!

...

In the farm late at night, the cold wind whistled.

Roger's figure rose and fell, like an old farmer planting rice seedlings, slapping him in the face, and he was absolutely unambiguous.

At first, the Jonny Turtles were also iron-headed.

Seeing Roger's palm slapped, they still looked curious.

The only nature that greets them is ruthless death.

Later on.

The Joni Turtles who had lost countless companions realized something was wrong.

They try to evacuate from the farm.

But those fishing nets became their last life-seeking object.

These things are difficult to stop them for a long time.

But it created excellent harvesting conditions for Roger.

The Jonitor who was trapped in the fishing net became a great target for Roger.

Roger mobilized the ladies and clouds, and took their lives as the rabbits rose and falcons fell.

For a moment, he thought he was playing the live version of the gopherm!

But there are too many Jonny Turtles on the farm.

There will inevitably be a few fish that miss the net.

Roger had no choice about this.

He can only kill as much as possible!

At dawn.

Roger raised his hand and killed the last Jonny Turtle on the farm.

His palm was aching.

But my heart is filled with joy!

...

"You killed 1 Jonny Turtle, and you killed 139 Jonny Turtle in total."

"You have a cumulative life span of more than 200 years, and you have gained the expertise - the seed of immortality"

"Eternal Life: You have a new perspective on the time scale of life, and you can also think about problems from a higher perspective, and your appearance has slowed down.

When other immortal seeds approach, you will gain perception in advance.

Your favorability in the Eternal Race Group +20”

...

Not far away, someone came riding a horse.

Before the person arrived, the voice came first:

"Mr. Roger!"

"The Jonny Turtle riot happened last night! The nearby farm suffered heavy losses! Are you okay?"

The sound of horse hooves approached, and the sound gradually changed its tone:

"Uh...this."

"Mr. Roger...Mr.?"

Levi took off his helmet in surprise.

He looked at the corpse of Jonny's tortoise on the ground.

Can't speak for a long time.

After a while, the young man realized something:

"If you're fine, I'll go to other farms..."

"No, I have something to do."

Roger stopped him.

Li Wei turned around nervously.

"Hand up."

Roger said briefly:

"Help collect the body."
Chapter completed!