Super Small Farmer

"Fuck?!"

It's weird, too weird, and the power of doom is as weird as it is. This is totally bullying, and it's your own body, helping others to bully yourself?

Yang Tao frowned and looked at the people around him stubbornly.

"The Son is really amazing."

The saint son of the blood family stretched out his tongue and licked the blood stained on his nails. The whole person was excited.

"Yang Tao, your blood is really amazing. Hahaha...but it's the body of chaos, this blood is so delicious."

"Swallowing your blood, I feel that I can directly raise a level again."

When it comes to his cultivation base, it is very difficult to improve. And the blood of a person in the late stage of distraction can do this, and the Saint Child of the Blood Race is shocked.

What does this show? It shows that the blood in Yang Tao's body is of very high level and contains enough power.

"Hmph, Yang Tao, you will become the most powerful soul in my hands." Murata also wore a weird smile, my **** knife stared at me.

"Now, can you recognize yourself clearly?"

The Son of Doom spoke slowly on one side, with his hands on his back, like an emperor, high above him.

There is contempt in his eyes. It seems that at this moment, he himself is a giant dragon, but Yang Tao is an ant that can crush at will.

The power of doom was enough to make Yang Tao fall into the most painful situation. He didn't need to do anything else at all, just watch Yang Tao being killed.

Moreover, the time seed that had just left Yang Tao's hands had already come to the hands of the Son of Doom.

"Hahaha... Do you still want to deal with me? You can see clearly that the seed of time is in the hands of the Son of Doom."

Yang Tao grinned, shifting his hatred on the side.

"Hehe, ridiculous, Yang Tao, haven't you seen the reality clearly yet?"

The blood of the saint son did not leave Yang Tao, his eyes were filled with endless mockery.

"We have already made up our minds to kill you first."

Muramasa spoke and raised the long knife in his hand again.

"Well, in this case, let you see the real strength of Lao Tzu. To be honest, Lao Tzu himself is afraid."

Yang Tao muttered and waved his hand casually, and the three-gang thunder method dissipated directly.

It's not that the three-gang thunder method is not powerful, but the power of doom is too weird.

Yang Tao even believed that the strength of his thunder before reaching the enemy's side would cause the cultivation base in his body to stagnate.

In this situation, I didn't believe anything before. But everything that just happened made Yang Tao sure that the power of this doom was really powerful.

"Haha... this time, do you dare to brag?!"

The saint son of the blood family squinted his eyes, seeing Yang Tao's expression at the moment, he did not relax at all. Everyone present, no one underestimated Yang Tao at this moment.

The young master of the Five Elements Sect, the Tianjiao of the Tianshi Dao, and the disciples of the escape door, are really too enchanting. The combat power is unparalleled, and the means are endless.

Knowing that now, no one has seen the end of Yang Tao. As if he had countless methods, waiting to be displayed.

"Their Chinese people are just this arrogance in their bones. Haha, but they all like to brag, and they don't even want to see if they have the same strength." Cura Masa said with a smile, and the blood knife shone again.

"Really, then I will kill you first. Is the village right? An old blame, well... If it weren't for the Son of Doom, you would never have such an honor. I used the most powerful means. Kill."

Yang Tao stood like this, and then slowly opened his hand to the direction of the village.

"solidification."

"distortion."

The power of space was overtaken by Yang Tao.

This is what he discovered, the only force that has not been affected by the power of doom.

"Haha, it's useless, your spatial power is useless to me." Murata sneered constantly, and he could clearly feel that the space around him was not only solidified and distorted.

But his body was wrapped in a blood-red breath, and the influence of those spatial forces could not cause much harm to himself.

"Hehe, don't you understand? My power can already ignore your control of the space." The saint son of the blood race sneered. Although the same situation appeared around him, he didn't care.

Yang Tao had already used this method before.

"Is it?"

Yang Tao smiled, and then clicked again.

Suddenly, countless green leaves appeared beside them.

"Fall to take root!"

The green leaves appeared directly at the feet of the two of them. Sure enough, the power of doom could not affect this magical power. This was brought by the fairy seed, and it was incomparably magical in itself.

"Ok?!"

"Position technique?"

The two of them were taken aback for a moment and thought of doing it directly, but at this moment, Yang Tao spoke again.

"kill!"

Two thin, pitch-black lines suddenly appeared, and they crossed towards the two in the solidified space around them.

"what is this?!"

Mura Masa screamed. After seeing the appearance of the thin line, his scalp was numb, his hairs stood upside down, and panic bursts in his heart.

"No... this is the power of space!"

The saint son of the blood race was not calm anymore, he did not expect that Yang Tao would still control such spatial power.

The thin thread was like a knife, not fast, but definitely not slow, and it appeared right in front of the two, too close.

"Damn, what supernatural power is this?"

They evade first, but are frozen at their feet and cannot move freely at all. Although both of them have the means to break the shackles under their feet, they cannot keep up with time.

Wow!

The thin line directly crossed the bodies of the two of them. Under the spatial cutting, even the flesh body of the blood race was not enough to see, and it was directly cut into two smoothly.

"hateful!"

The saint son of the blood race is roaring, he is not dead yet, and the two bodies glow, wanting to directly recover and condense.

"Five colors!"

But Yang Tao would give them such an opportunity, and the five-color light around him that had been on standby, washed away in an instant.

"Do not!"

The village was screaming in horror, trying to escape. He knew that he had miscalculated this time. But just after the thin line passed, the blood-red aura on his body has dissipated, the surrounding space has solidified, and the five-color light is washed out.

He is tragic, and there is no possibility of escape at all.

"Son of Doom, you can feel it too."

Yang Tao didn't stop, just when he was doing it on the two of them, on the side of the Son of Doom, Yang Tao also displayed his magical powers at the same time.

At this moment, a thin, pitch-black thread emerged out of thin air, cutting directly towards the Son of Doom.

"Huh! Do you think I am the same as them?" The Son of Doom just stood still, and a shield appeared in front of him. It was very small, with a white light on it, and a smooth surface. The word'ten'...