Super Small Farmer

That ray of soul power is constantly floating in front of everyone's eyes, as if it could be swallowed up by the symbol of the sky at any time.

But everyone who saw this situation had the urge to scold their mothers.

Didn't it look like this at the beginning, Madeleine? Now, after fighting with Mr. Sword Maniac for so long, it still looks like this.

Did you deliberately fool me, or did you want to slap me in the face?

"Hahaha...Yang Tao, you are really powerful." Young Master Swordsman originally had a bitter face, but now he burst out laughing.

He could also see that Yang Tao didn't use much strength at all at the moment, he was just trying to anger the other party on purpose.

"Made, can I be serious?" Yang Tao wanted to curse, but he was also embarrassed. It's hard for him now.

The symbol on the sky is indeed terrifying, it wants to devour itself. But at this moment, there is a dim light outside his soul power, this light cannot be seen by others, only Yang Tao can feel it.

Moreover, he knew very well that this was the light of those stars in the starry sky in his dantian. With the obstruction of these rays of light, no matter how hard the symbol is, it will not be able to swallow itself.

But the embarrassing thing is that he wanted to escape, but he couldn't. The power of that symbol is still very strong. At least, at this moment, I can only fall into such an embarrassing situation.

"Seriously?!" After hearing this, the red-robed man's face almost turned black. Nima, you are still serious, look at the symbols in the sky, the colors are dimmed.

If you have the ability, you should get rid of the engulfment of symbols as soon as possible, which is nothing; but you use this special method to directly consume the power of symbols, what is the meaning of this? Sincerely disgusting Lao Tzu.

"Ahem... that red robe or something, what kind of eyes do you have? I'm really serious." Yang Tao couldn't stand the other party's eyes, he was very puzzled, but after seeing the appearance of Mr. Sword Madness, his heart once again There was a hint of anger.

"Enough, Yang Tao! Come here, let's fight again!"

Boom!

Without any warning, several huge phantoms of the original work flew across the sky and bombarded the sword mad master one after another, causing the sword mad master who was already in danger to disappear immediately.

A ray of soul power from Master Swordsman also began to drift under the symbol.

Similarly, it was not absorbed instantly. Because of the soul power of Master Swordsman, there is a layer of faint blue light covering it, which resists the attracting power of the sky.

"The green sword is really powerful."

After seeing this situation, Yang Tao frowned again. He really wanted to know what happened to Li Wenting, and at the same time, a trace of worry appeared in his heart.

"Yang Tao, what's the matter? Are you scared?" Seeing that Yang Tao still hadn't recovered his sword avatar, Hong Pao's face turned ugly again.

Do you look down on yourself, hmph, do you really think that there is no other way for you?

"Are you stupid?" Yang Tao was in a bad mood, and it was inexplicably irritating that the red-robed man in front of him didn't have the slightest sense of vision.

"I have said it all, and I am also very embarrassed. If you have the ability, you take away this altar, and I will play with you."

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing Yang Tao like this, the red-robed man laughed angrily. Instead of attacking Yang Tao directly, he reincarnated and swaggered towards the eight disciples of the Sword Sect.

Among them, there is Leng Wucai's mother.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yang Tao was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood what the other party was thinking.

"Simple, they were originally my sacrifices, and now that no one is stopping them, I will naturally continue to sacrifice."

Crash.

The man waved his hand suddenly, and a force appeared, directly rolled up eight people, and came to the bottom of the symbol.

"ah!"

Someone immediately began to howl in pain. Countless blood appeared on their bodies, and together with the sword energy on their bodies, they all began to separate inch by inch, heading towards the sky.

hum!

The symbols in the sky seemed to feel the breath of the sword and blood, and they also began to change from the original bleak to bright.

"Fuck, are you going to suck it? Okay, I will help you." Yang Tao was also anxious, and stepped forward directly, taking the initiative to charge towards the Na symbol.

"Don't!" Young Master Jian Kuang exclaimed, wanting to stop him, but he heard Uncle Jiu said that Yang Tao's identity is very special, if he encounters him, he'd better help him.

Now, Yang Tao is here to save people, but he has to lose his soul power, which is not worth it in the eyes of Master Swordsman.

Because the current situation is very clear, this time, I also failed. If Yang Tao can preserve the power of the soul, then he can preserve it well.

Moreover, I also think so at the moment. Since saving people is not enough, then only oneself can be saved.

"Hahaha……"

The man in the red robe laughed again, as if he was laughing at the stupidity of Yang Tao's behavior.

"What?!"

"kindness?!"

But soon, he was dumbfounded again. Because above the sky, there is a problem with the symbols.

As Yang Tao continued to rise, the light on his body could be felt more clearly by the symbols on it.

The symbol suddenly burst into dazzling light, but instead of absorbing the soul power that devoured Yang Tao, it seemed to be resisting vigorously.

"Damn it?!" Even Mr. Sword Maniac was stunned at the moment, and couldn't help but burst into words.

It's really because everything in front of me is too evil.

The bloody symbol has turned into a dazzling bright red, but what the symbol releases now is not the power of devouring, but the power of repelling.

Not only the soul power of Mr. Sword Madness, but even the eight disciples of the Sword Sect, who were repelled at the moment, stayed away from the bottom of the symbol.

"This...Yang Tao, what the hell are you doing?" The red-robed man froze for a moment, and then his whole body went crazy.

What's going on, it looks like a joke.

"Great demon, please absorb this nourishment to your heart's content."

The man in the red robe began to mutter continuously as if praying. At the same time, his soul began to fluctuate in a strange rhythm, as if he was communicating with someone in the dark.

"Damn it!"

Moments later, an angry growl sounded in the ear of the man in the red robe, with impatience: "Get him away, damn it, get him away!"

puff~

The man in the red robe vomited blood directly, completely hurt by the roar of the dark demon. But the content made him hurt again.

take away?

What do these mean? This is the soul power of the Jianzong people. Don’t you like it? Now you are like a naughty boy who saw a vicious dog and let someone take it away. What happened?

"Hey, I finally understand. Demon Lord, come on, swallow me up. Come on, don't be polite." Yang Tao's trembling voice echoed in the sky...