Super Small Farmer

"what!?"

The young teacher was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.

When is this, is it the time to pretend?

Maybe, Xiaoming will be finished, okay, still like this...

The young teacher quickly seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly spoke up.

"Yang Tao, don't mess around, your things can't fool people."

He thought of before, Yang Tao deliberately made a lot of fake things... things with the breath of the ancestor.

There is a great atmosphere in there, but they are all fake.

It's okay to fool other people, but the existence of the Eight Colors God King can be discovered by the other person after a few glances.

"Um... I forgot if you didn't tell me."

Yang Tao's words made the young teacher speechless for a moment.

What are you...not really wanting to use this thing, then what do you want to do, I'm anxious, to death.

I'm here this time, but I have a mission.

Don't cheat me, okay?

"Senior Senior Brother, don't worry, I'm fine, hey... Maybe, I'm the biggest winner this time."

I'm relieved with a hammer, have you relieved me?

The young teacher felt sad, and when he came, he was drumming in his heart.

Ok! As soon as you come in, you kill people and drive up hatred.

Ok!

I don't say anything about this, but now...

The young teacher is helpless and at a loss, what should I do. Really, did I come wrong.

"Hmph, you want me to kneel down."

Furong's brother growled low, with a touch of disdain in his eyes.

It seems that this celestial teacher does not know the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Of course, he also thought about whether the other party had any special methods.

But he is more confident and invincible!

Especially, facing such a three-tiered kid, there is no need to think more.

Your own strength is everything.

Any conspiracy and tricks are scumbags in front of their own strength.

"Oh, if you don't nod, I can't stop it."

These were Lan Aotian's words, he didn't even want to say more.

This kid, can't you see the timing?

After this time, it was really too late.

Even if you pay some price, you can't do it.

"No need to!"

The stubborn answer caused Lan Aotian to roll his eyes several times.

Damn it!

If you are good, if you are strong, you can hold on. It has nothing to do with Lao Tzu if you die.

"Om!"

However, something strange happened suddenly like this.

A terrible wave suddenly spread from behind the barrier.

The whole barrier, like a gate, suddenly opened completely!

All this happened too suddenly!

"Go in!"

However, those who approached accurately grasped this opportunity and wanted to shock away.

Click!

but!

Even more terrible things happened, and they couldn't enter. Although the barrier was opened, they still hit the hardest wall.

There are a few people whose faces are deformed!

"No, this is not for us..."

Someone exclaimed, as if they had found something.

"Could it be because of someone present..."

"but……"

"No! Look!"

With a silent exclamation, everyone noticed at this moment that something changed on the scene.

And this incident left everyone dumbfounded, staring at everything in front of them in a daze.

Eight colors of light, burning like flames.

Instead!

Under everyone's gaze, it began to slowly extinguish.

It was as if there was a pair of invisible big hands pressing the eight colors of light.

And Furong's elder brother was at a loss all over his face at the moment.

His knees were actually slightly bent. The calf was trembling constantly, trying to resist something.

"what happened?"

Lan Aotian's body was soaring into the sky from Nanming, like a big enemy.

He could feel that a terrifying force suddenly came to his surroundings. This seems...is the power released in the palace inside.

When this door opens, power emerges.

But how could it be for individuals?

"This...what's the situation?"

Looking at all this, Mu Qing felt incredible, but he didn't know why, but the words that Yang Tao had just said appeared in his mind constantly.

"I... I don't know either."

Young Master looked at Mu Qing blankly, he really didn't know.

This kid, what is there to do, at all... it's so against the sky?

The Eight Color God King, are you about to kneel down?

"Don't you kneel down?"

Yang Tao was very proud, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the man in front of him.

The other party was shocked and didn't understand what was going on.

"You...what did you do."

His calves trembled more severely.

The divine light on his body has been completely suppressed into his body, and he can't even do it outside.

The two wings were already weakly on the ground. It seemed that even the strength to lift up was gone.

terrible!

too frightening!

Around, there was dead silence.

Not long ago, they all thought that Yang Tao was too arrogant. That is the performance of an idiot, the madness before death.

But now, they realized that their face hurts!

This guy obviously has a big back.

Even the peerless **** king must be crushed and cannot raise his head.

"Kneel down."

Puff!

As Yang Tao's words fell, Furong's shoulders seemed to have suddenly added countless strength.

His knees couldn't help but knelt suddenly.

"I……"

I'm about to vomit blood, Nima, what the **** is going on.

"What are you doing, aren't you arrogant?"

Yang Tao squinted, then looked towards Lan Aotian.

Lan Aotian is all ill, Nima, what is Lao Tzu doing? You **** kid, do you still want to threaten Lao Tzu?

"Call Dad...oh no, call Master!"

Yang Tao spoke with disgust, making Furong's brother almost vomiting blood.

"you……"

You bastard, do you think this is your own strength.

Humph!

Do you know the consequences of such an insult to an eight-color peerless **** king?

"No? Lie on your stomach."

Puff!

bump!

Yang Tao put on a look very impatient. Soon after, that terrible power came again.

The man didn't have any ability to resist, and he lay directly on the ground.

Everyone even heard the sound of broken bones very clear.

Don't think too much, the bones on the face are probably completely shattered just after that moment.

Then, Yang Tao looked at Lan Aotian.

"Hey! Brat, don't avenge your gratitude, I'm not too much."

Lan Aotian hurriedly took a step back, too evil.

This power seemed to be coming from the palace inside.

But... the palace doesn't seem to have much to do with Tianshi Dao. Damn, what the **** is going on.

"Oh? Did you ask me for labor fees just now?"

Yang Tao smiled and blinked at Lan Aotian...