Super Small Farmer

"Fortunately, Saint Son is wise!"

Although I didn't see what happened, I didn't witness the status quo of those people over there. But this sound is enough for them to fill up a lot of pictures.

At this moment, they really felt extremely grateful in their hearts. If the saint sons of their own family hadn't come up with the courage they had just now, they would have become part of the screamers.

Most importantly, this time, their behavior did not anger Yang Tao.

"Yeah. Fortunately, after I go back, I immediately prepare all the resources and go to the underworld. Damn, this **** will never let them go, maybe they will fight!"

After the saint child of the blood race heard that voice, he was still a bit contented. At the same time, I am proud of the decision I made.

Damn, I knew that **** was definitely not something to provoke. If you like to go, then go. I'd better take someone to go to the underworld to develop early.

The saint son of the blood race thought in his heart, and once again strengthened his determination. After going back, no matter what, he set off to the underworld!

"Okay, Lord Son, we must listen to you."

No way, these people are scared. They speeded up again and hurried back to the headquarters of the Dark Council.

But they didn't expect it at all, because of the decision of the Son, the entire dark council was immediately spared from extremely huge exploitation!

"Huh? It's okay, isn't this pill not effective?"

Soon, someone discovered that he didn't seem to be abnormal in his true essence. And he didn't have any other thoughts. He looked at his companions around him, his eyes were clear, and there was no scary red light flashing.

"Yeah, I'm fine too!"

"Haha, Yang Tao, you also have today."

Soon, they were happy. Although they don't know why Yang Tao's medicine doesn't seem to have any effect, it doesn't matter anymore.

As long as you can grasp this trace of Yang Tao's soul, it is enough!

"Hehe, do you really think that Lao Tzu's pill will be useless? It's naive."

Yang Tao's figure has completely dissipated, but his voice rang around again.

"Hmph, take your soul power, and see how arrogant you are."

The person holding the bottle has already begun to cast the magic, and began to cast the magic against Yang Tao's soul power.

But soon, he felt something was wrong.

"Huh? Why are my hands so heavy."

Not only that, but soon, he felt that his eyelids suddenly became extremely heavy.

"Patter!"

Even afterwards, his hand suddenly fell as if suddenly weakened. The body can no longer maintain balance, and the legs are also weak.

"Damn it, what's the matter?"

The person next to him wanted to help, but soon he realized that his own situation was not much better.

Huh!

Someone became alert and cut a wound at himself. In an instant, he regained some spirit.

"Damn, we... are so sleepy. Hmph, Yang Tao, is your medicine actually making us sleepy?"

In that person's eyes, bursts of enlightenment appeared.

"Ah? Yeah, that's right, it's a super enhanced version of Mongolian sweat medicine."

Yang Tao's voice continued to reverberate from the horizon, and he didn't conceal the slightest bit of information, and directly stated the effect of the pill.

"Huh, since this is the case, do you think it will be useful to me after I know it?"

Huh!

The man stimulated himself again, leaving a wound on his body. Because just now, he felt his eyelids heavier again.

"Swish!"

The people around also made such moves. This is the simplest and most effective method. They are confident and able to resist.

As for these wounds, they didn't care at all.

"Huh? Why didn't that old **** pope come out? Didn't he really come?"

Not far away, in the void, hidden place, Yang Tao muttered secretly.

"Ahem, are you really idiots. If you can use this method to break my pill, what a fool."

Yang Tao had to express his sarcasm for the other party's naive idea.

If this simple is broken, then his name of the power of Yang Tao's pill can still be so loud?

"Ok?!"

"No, why is it so."

As if to prove Yang Tao's words, someone soon noticed something was wrong. At this moment, he took out the knife again and slashed his arm.

However, the time since the last time the knife was turned has been doubled.

"Hey, idiot, don't you know that if there is a wound on your body, it will stimulate the blood flow in your body to accelerate?"

"And will the power of my pill spread faster?"

"Moreover, the most powerful part of my pill is not for the body..."

Yang Tao's voice kept echoing in the air. It's like a ridiculous piece of music, making everyone feel the hot tingling on their faces.

"It turned out to be... the soul!"

Pop!

The first person fell completely, unconscious.

Some people are not convinced, are fighting, and constantly self-harming themselves.

"Oh, don't do this, I will feel bad."

Yang Tao's words are sincere. Soon he will imprint a slave mark on this group of people. These are all his little brothers, can't they be hurt like this.

"Do not!"

Many people screamed and wanted to resist, but in the end only a burst of pops could be heard.

"Hey, just how did these scums defeat Huaxia?"

Yang Tao was a little speechless. In his opinion, this group of people is really not challenging anymore. Yang Tao walked out of the void and kept making seals with both hands, and printed slave seals one by one against everyone.

These people have very good combat power. After Yang Tao took it, he planned to stop.

After all, resources are almost plundered.

He was about to start arranging the formation, and then went to the underworld.

All the people I care about are in the underworld. Moreover, that is something that can be figured out with the fairy world, that is what Yang Tao desires.

"Did you enslaved so many people because of this magical power?"

At this moment, a majestic voice emerged from the void.

Yang Tao didn't raise his head, and after a slight pause in his hand, he continued again.

"Pope, I thought you hadn't come here. Haha, seeing you makes my heart feel more stable."

A mysterious smile hung on the corner of Yang Tao's mouth. This attitude made the Pope move in his heart.

"Om!"

However, a bottle that fell on the ground, controlled by the Pope at this moment, suddenly flew up, and a huge force emerged from the mouth of the bottle, shrouding Yang Tao.

"Whether your body is a deity or a clone, your soul, I am going to fix it."

That bottle is the one that someone just wanted to collect Yang Tao’s soul power. At the moment when the Pope used it, there was no sense of unfamiliarity...