Super Small Farmer

"you……"

The Four Winged Angel was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. He really didn't react, he was even disgusted by someone!

Moreover, it is still an ant in the catastrophe period!

"Yang Tao, your mouth is really amazing. Unfortunately, you really think you have a chance?"

The four-winged angel spoke, and at the same time stepped forward slowly.

When he came this time, he was already angry.

He came to test, and the Seraphim spoke and asked him to test. This situation makes him very unhappy.

To deal with an ant, even use temptation? And it's a **** like him who comes to test, what a joke!

Even if I know that this kid has a very strong background, he still pays too much attention to it.

No matter what, the other party only passed the catastrophe period, even if it was a celestial catastrophe, he did not pass it.

"Really annoying!"

Yang Tao raised his head very upset and looked towards the sky.

Over there, there are a few seraphs in the air, looking at this side faintly.

Obviously, Yang Tao has penetrated all this, knowing what purpose and intention this birdman came here.

"You are a tentative **** yourself. You are a arrogant hammer. Also, the several birdmen over there, come here by yourself if they have the ability, otherwise, such a temptation would be useless."

Yang Tao spoke very lazily, his face was slightly pale, and the symbols on the altar must be portrayed with his blood, which is no small burden for him.

Of course, this time has come, and all this is nothing to Yang Tao.

The only thing he can move at the moment is his own mouth.

"Hmph, kid, you are still too arrogant, even if I am a temptation, but I can kill you directly!"

The four-winged angel sneered again and again, but in the next moment, his whole body was panicked.

Yang Tao did nothing, just waved!

That's right, he didn't even lift his head, just waved a little. In an instant, the four-winged angel felt that the power of his life was constantly dissolving.

"what?!"

On the horizon, the seraphs were all moving, they saw more, the whole body of the seraphs, starting from their feet, had directly turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

Immediately afterwards, it was the knee, and then it continued to spread upward.

In Seraphim's eyes, they saw many other things.

"That is, the power of the law!"

There was a seraph who roared in a low voice, with a little puzzled voice!

The power of the law, that only the fairy king can touch the real control, those are all laws and orders, and they are constantly killing the four-winged angels.

but!

What makes them feel suspicious is that they have not found the origin of this power at all.

"Isn't it the fairy king shot?"

"The news we got, this kid has no guardians."

"If it's not the immortal king who is taking action, who is it?"

The seraphs were even more afraid.

Things here cannot be concealed at all.

The young teacher and others saw all this in an instant.

"This kid, it seems that he really has a back hand. That's an angel of the heavenly fairy level, and it melts silently like this."

When the young teacher spoke, his voice was trembling.

He is also a celestial cultivator himself. Doesn't that mean that he can be killed by the opponent like this?

"Who is doing it?"

Jianzi was more direct and asked his guardian, the one-armed old man.

"Can't see through."

The old man whispered softly, and as soon as his voice fell, the protector of the young teacher also spoke.

"Even if I used magical powers, I didn't see who was doing it."

This was not spoken directly, but transmitted to the people around him.

"what?!"

"This is impossible!"

The reaction of Lian Changkong and others was good, they didn't even know what it meant.

But Jianzi and Young Master couldn't help but exclaimed, and the Young Master's guardians couldn't even see who was making the shot.

What does this show?

Could it be said that the cultivation base of the people who shot is higher than them?

Even higher than the immortal king's cultivation base, wouldn't it be able to open up his own way and touch the realm of the saint?

How can Yang Tao invite such a strong man?

Could it be that the people from the escape door made the move? Now it seems that there is only one explanation.

"It can't be the people who escape from the empty door. This is not their style."

It seemed that he had guessed the inner thoughts of the young teacher, and the old guardian spoke again and gave the most affirmative answer.

"Is it really a quasi-sage?" The more I thought about it, the expressions of Jianzi and Young Master became more and more awkward.

Between heaven and earth, the existence of saints has always been fixed. Any one is famous, how can a person like Yang Tao have a relationship with the saint.

Even if only touching the quasi-sage in that field, Yang Tao shouldn't be able to touch it.

"I don't know, I can't see through this matter at all. But Yang Tao said before that now this matter is beyond his control. It seems that what he said is true, we should find the right opportunity and leave here first. ."

Jianzi took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"Yes, let's leave. This guy is really going to play a big game... By the way, I would like to ask, if the **** boy's soul power problem is solved, he will go straight to the immortal calamity, then... …"

Chang Wuxue spoke subconsciously, because according to Yang Tao's urinary sex, he might actually do it like this.

If you want to talk about cheating, it is naturally a very good way to pull you through the catastrophe. And Yang Tao has never done anything like this before!

"It's not the same. There is an immortal robbery online. There are so many immortal king-level powerhouses that can be broken with a wave. So Yang Tao's method simply doesn't work."

The young teacher shook his head. This is a good idea, but the power that appears here is too strong.

Such a powerful force can completely smash all tactics directly.

This is absolute strength!

Pop!

Yang Tao has already painted all the symbols, and on the five-color altar, there is now a **** color like Yang Tao.

He clapped his hands directly, and after looking at the seraphs around him, he directly mocked:

"Hey, there is no one who has the courage. Since you are inking like this, then I won't wait for you, hum! Wait until Lao Tzu's problem is solved, and then I will pull you through the robbery together."

Yang Tao's words made the young teacher feel depressed.

Nima, I just said that this wouldn't work, so you kid just said harshly.

Ya Di, did you slap me in the face on purpose?

"By the way, did you get the news? I have many kinship believers. Now, let me show you, my believers."

Yang Tao waved his hand, and there was a spatial fluctuation in his palm, and a group of blood races kept whizzing out from inside.

"Buddhist magic?!"

"how is this possible!"

"How can this kid get so many blood races!"

"I feel a different kind of power of faith!"

All the seraphs, jealous instantly...