Super Small Farmer

The power of the beacon can restrain the eye of death, which at this moment is like a bubble. It began to shrink continuously!

Even in Yang Tao's spiritual sense, the breath of the eyeballs has begun to weaken continuously.

"I just don't know, whether this weakening is real, or was it deliberately shown to me. But..."

Yang Tao touched the storage bag that he had just obtained, and suddenly there was no worry in his heart. With these good things from Xie Shanshan, I don't have to be afraid at all.

There are so many magical charms for the boy who donated money. If it really doesn't work, just throw out the magic talisman that exudes foundation building fluctuations and sweep everything.

Anyway, Yang Tao didn't feel distressed at all if he came along.

"water!"

The determination of Yang Tao's hands is constantly changing, and symbols appear out of thin air, flashing and flashing, with a mysterious aura on them.

Numerous currents of water surrounded the Eye of Death, forming a huge water ball, wrapping the Eye of Death in the middle.

But the blood-red light was not blocked by the current. It was a passage, a passage that opened the eyes of death and Yang Tao.

Only through this passage, the mustache in Yang Tao's body can condense the illusory death sickle. Without the effect of this channel, the sickle would disappear into nothingness in an instant.

"No matter how good you are, you have to..."

Moustache was extremely excited, because he had already felt the agitation of the true energy in Yang Tao. This shows that Yang Tao's heart is extremely scared.

"Die!"

Booming...

The scythe in his hand that the mustache had just raised high, showed a triumphant smile. But in his ear, he suddenly thought of it for a while, like the roar of the Yellow River bursting its banks.

You don't need to look back, you can rely on this voice to feel how terrifying the true Qi pouring in behind.

"Wow~"

Numerous infuriating qi continued to gather in the upper dantian. In just an instant, the mustache's figure shook violently.

If it hadn't been for the faint light of the sickle in his hand at the critical moment, just this shock would have completely dispelled the mustache.

"This...this...what the **** is going on?!"

The mustache is dumbfounded, dumbfounded! What kind of situation is this, where did such a strong infuriating come from?

"This is impossible. Yang Tao has already used so many spells, how could he have so much true energy? He is only condensing the sixth level of energy, even in the state of heyday, it is impossible to have such a strong store of true energy. Right."

Moustache would never admit the facts he saw in front of him, but the shining sickle in his hand was telling everything here very truly.

Glowing, that represents a kind of consumption. The red light curtain outside was also quickly consumed.

The power of the flames is even more terrifying. The eyeball, which was originally a meter in diameter, has been reduced to half a meter in diameter under the suppression of the power of the beacon.

Moreover, this shrinking process has already begun to accelerate.

"No! It can't be like this, it won't be like this!"

The mustache was roaring, the sickle was glowing, but it became more illusory. The power of the eyes is constantly being consumed.

"Hmph, I said it a long time ago, don't do anything. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Yang Tao's voice resounded again in the upper dantian. He didn't think that the other party's purpose was just that simple.

"Hahaha...Yang Tao, you are very capable. I admit that you are a variable that I didn't calculate. Unfortunately, don't you want to know what we want to do? Hahaha...we are all done, Unfortunately, you don’t know."

Moustache seemed to know that he had no hope of living, and he happily mocked Yang Tao directly.

"Really? You think I don't know if you don't say it?"

Yang Tao asked deliberately, just to swindle him.

"Haha?! Don't deceive yourself, what do you know? You have been playing with me all the time, do you know my purpose? It's ridiculous, you don't even know where the real elixir is."

The words of Mustache made Yang Tao's heart light up immediately. Yes, the danger just now made me forget about it.

"It seems that everyone else has forgotten about this. No, I must find an opportunity later so that everyone can get rid of it."

Yang Tao thought for a while, and logically speaking, according to the urine nature of this mustache, there would be no time to get the elixir out.

Because around here, no ninja was noticed at all. The invisibility of that little ability, under the spiritual consciousness, has nowhere to hide.

Therefore, Yang Tao concluded that the elixir must still be there.

"Okay, you're great. If that's the case, I don't bother to ask you."

Boom!

Countless infuriating energy poured in again. This made Mustache's frightened figure disappear, which was impossible in his impression.

"You...Yang Tao, who are you? Such a level of innocence, unless it is...no, even the sect, there is no such method, in the end are you..."

The countless infuriating energy directly drowned the mustache.

Huh!

The blood-red light dissipated immediately, and the power of the beacon began to slowly weaken. And the countless lines of fire began to slowly dim.

But the eyeballs at this moment have lost their initial power. The size it is now is the size of a baby's fist.

"Come!"

Countless currents, wrapped in the Eye of Death, returned to Yang Tao's hands. The people around, only then eased.

"what!"

A howl like a pig pierced through Xie Xiaoshan's throat.

"Yang Tao, you kill a thousand swords, you, you, you...you give it back to me!"

The first thing Xie Xiaoshan did was to cover his waist. But at a glance, where are there any storage bags at this moment?

Damn it, that's all my belongings!

"not good!"

Chen Shaobai also subconsciously touched his waist, and suddenly found that his storage bag was gone.

"Yang Tao, hand it over!"

Chen Shaobai suddenly held a Fajue in his hand and stared at Yang Tao with incomparable hatred.

"Huh? Chen Shaobai, have you recruited this kid's poisonous hand?"

I don't know why, no matter how I listen to it, in Xie Xiaoshan's words, there is always a gloating tone.

"Hmph, you are really courageous one by one. Especially you, Chen Shaobai, dare to yell at Lao Tzu like this, don't you really think Lao Tzu dare not do anything to you?"

Yang Tao snorted coldly, and several swords suddenly appeared around him. The appearance of this sword is the same as the sword used by Xie Xiaoshan before.

"Yang Tao, I feel life..."

"Ahem..."

When Yang Tao heard this, he was shocked.

Could it be that this guy felt the elixir. No, can these people stay here. Otherwise, how crazy will the ghost know that they think of the elixir?

Yang Tao has no doubts about the potential of the Chinese people in this aspect and the pink eye disease...