Super Small Farmer

"Hmph, be scared. Tell you, this is still a small amount, there are a lot of magic charms for the little master..."

Xie Xiaoshan saw the pope's daunting look, and his heart became proud again in an instant. That's the Pope. Now I am scared by myself. When I go to the little stone, I have the money to brag.

Otherwise, every time I listened to Xiao Shitou opening and closing his mouth, it was the Lord of the Holy See, he was a bastard, and Xie Xiaoshan felt upset in his heart because of how he dropped it back then.

"Humph!"

But the reality is cruel. With the pope's cold snort, the power that attacked the magic talisman was instantly dispersed.

Even if there are still some that continue to attack, it still cannot break the defensive power of the Holy Light around the Pope.

The gap in realm, the gap in strength, is not so easy and can be made up.

"Yo Huo, you pope, you really have two boys, if that's the case, then I have to be serious, Xiaoye."

Xie Xiaoshan was slightly puzzled, and then scratched the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed about the matter just now. After all, with such a massive attack, it was a bit embarrassing to see nothing in the end.

But at the same time, the breath of his whole body has undergone tremendous changes. In his eyes, ghost images began to appear.

The ghost is not something else, but another eye.

"Pope, taste the power of your little master and my heavenly eyes."

"Sky Eye, open!"

With Xie Xiaoshan's low roar, all of his eyes suddenly turned white, and those ghost eyes were as white as snow, covering the darkness of the original eyes.

Two white lights passed the holy light, rushed out of Xie Xiaoshan's eyes, and shot towards the pope.

"Hyoshu magical power?"

The Pope was slightly surprised. He was still very careful about Huaxia's magical powers. But after feeling that there seemed to be no offensive power, Yang Tao was a little puzzled.

"Brother Tao, just now!"

"slow!"

Xie Xiaoshan's pupil technique is different from others. He can have other effects. For example, now, he can slow down the movement of the pope, his figure and cultivation base under the light.

"Humph!"

It turned out to be such a supernatural power, which really surprised the Pope. But he himself is extremely powerful, this clone is also a cultivation base with a distracting stage, it seems that it is not difficult to get rid of this magical power.

"death!"

But since Xie Xiaoshan had already started, it would naturally not be so simple for the Pope to get rid of it. Otherwise, where will the bragging capital come from, and where will the show-off capital come from?

At that time, the eyeball Xie Xiaoshan got, but the eye of death on the side of the little devil. And, most importantly, it comes from the underworld!

"The breath of the creatures in the underworld? Damn it!"

The pope, who was originally calm, had a trace of panic on his face at this moment. How could the breath of underworld creatures appear in the hands of Hua Xiantian arrogant.

Moreover, with such a terrifying breath of death.

The holy light on his surface has begun to be slowly corroded. Around the body, there were patches of gloomy Devil Cry.

This voice was very peculiar, capable of penetrating the surrounding layers of holy light, and it sounded directly in the Pope's heart.

"Damn it, why would Chinese people have such a thing."

The pope roared, his hands had already begun to tremble, and the huge bottle also shook.

"Get up!"

This is an opportunity that Yang Tao will not miss in vain.

In the huge world of Faxiang and Earth, the muscles of the whole body were tight in an instant, and the true essence was running wildly. Outside the body, the dim light flashed.

Click~

Yang Tao's entire body was concentrated on his arms. Following the movements of his arms, the entire huge bottle was slowly pushed away.

"Humph!"

The pope reacted in an instant, and he slapped countless symbols with his hands again and blended into the bottle.

"Resentment!"

Seeing that the Pope could still be distracted, Xie Xiaoshan became fierce. When he used this ability, a tiny crack appeared in the corner of his eye.

Cracked corners of the eyes!

Moreover, while those cracks continued to spread, some weird black blood overflowed.

Xie Xiaoshan was also desperate, he saw something wrong with Yang Tao. I don't want to lose the chain at this critical time.

"Damn, Xie Xiaoshan, you are very good."

The pope became angry, and he was forced to this point by two little guys. But today, no matter what, he will not let Yang Tao go.

"Wow!"

Behind the Pope, a dazzling light burst out suddenly. Behind him, two huge wings grew abruptly. The feathers were white, and each one released a faint light, which looked extremely sacred.

"All evils retreat."

The wings flapped gently, releasing a ball of light, protecting the pope's body. Those voices were completely shielded immediately and could not reach the pope's ears.

Even the light released by Xie Xiaoshan's eyes was affected by this light group, and there was a tendency to retreat.

"Yang Tao, die for me!"

The Pope shot with all his strength, and immediately the bottle was pressed towards Yang Tao again. The distance that was hard to open was instantly shortened.

At the same time, Yang Tao could feel that the power of attraction had suddenly increased again.

"Damn it, how could this be?!"

Xie Xiaoshan roared, waving countless charms and magic weapons with his hands. He was also anxious, just wanting to help Yang Tao get out of trouble.

But the pope's wings were too terrifying, and they were used for defense. No matter what Xie Shanshan had, they were all resisted outside and could not get close to the pope's body.

"Damn it, is this the power of big prophecy?"

Yang Tao became anxious in his heart, how? Now there is no other way, the other party is too ruthless, directly targeting his own soul.

And this magic weapon is extremely weird. Attracting my soul all the time, so I don't have any other thoughts and energy to use.

Because Yang Tao was afraid, as long as he was distracted, the power of the soul in his Nasal Infant would be stripped away.

Even if Yuan Ying was mysterious, he couldn't stop this weird bottle at this moment.

"Is the big prophecy powerful? Pope, you really have two chances."

Yang Tao sighed and wanted to find the pope's flaws. Unfortunately, how the Pope couldn't see through Yang Tao's intentions, he didn't even give him the slightest chance.

"Hmph, depending on you, do you really think that you can compete with me?!"

The pope's words just fell silent, and a huge beam of light suddenly appeared from the horizon, soaring into the sky!

"what?!"

It turned out that it wasn't Little Stone who was playing a ghost, it was not the light of teleportation. But...

"Who? Who is it that actually occupied my cathedral."

That was the light released after the cathedral changed ownership. The light was white at first, but soon turned into a dark color, even in the night sky, it looked particularly black...