Super Small Farmer

"real body!"

The blood saint son let out a low growl, and a dense layer of scales appeared all over his body, covering every inch of his skin.

Moreover, the hair on the wings on the back has completely fallen off, and the whole is just a gangster, and the skeleton is just a flesh membrane, which looks very scary.

The handsome face disappeared immediately, replaced by a blue face with fangs. Especially the canine teeth, which are exposed in the air, are extraordinarily conspicuous.

Even, a pair of small horns appeared on his forehead. Like a devil, among the eyes, the original smooth eyes have disappeared, replaced by two half-moon shapes, like cat's eyes.

"This is my strongest form, hehe, who is stronger than your chaotic body?" The blood saint didn't want to wait anymore, he planned to take the initiative to kill Yang Tao directly and seize the seed.

Around, there are other auras peeping in the dark. When the God of Ice and Snow appeared just now, he had already been keenly aware of it.

Blood race, whether it is speed, physical strength, or sense of smell, is very powerful.

"Hehe, you should go together, I don't want to waste time." Yang Tao smiled and hooked his fingers again, his face full of impatience.

"Yes, then let you see my current ability."

Swish!

The Holy Son of the Blood Race disappeared from his current position in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Yang Tao's back, and kept raising his claws high, grabbing Yang Tao's back.

This is not a teleportation, it is too fast, faster than the range of everyone's sight.

"Did you forget that I have the power of space?" Yang Tao sneered, and did not make any other unnecessary movements, just took a step forward.

The space behind him suddenly froze and distorted.

"Hehe, is it?"

The blood saint son sneered, and the scales all over his body suddenly released a bloody light. His speed did not weaken at all, and he came to Yang Tao's back in an instant, and gave a fierce blow.

spray!

Yang Tao's whole body was blasted forward for a certain distance, and his whole body was shaken. If it hadn't been for the body of chaos operating autonomously just now, he would have been injured.

"Do you really think that the power of space is invincible?" The blood saint son felt it carefully, and sure enough, the terrifying voice just now did not appear.

As the other party said, as long as the big is not bullying the small, the people behind Yang Tao will not make a move.

"good chance!"

Muramasa couldn't wait any longer, so he joined hands.

"I just want to kill him, I don't want the seeds."

Moreover, he deeply knows how to protect himself at this moment. For him, finding the power of his soul that was swallowed up was the most important thing.

"very good!"

The blood saint waved at Muramasa, and a red light enveloped him.

"In this way, his power of space will have no effect on us."

The blood-red light was amazing, it was able to ignore Yang Tao's control over the power of space.

"Hmph, Yang Tao, you should die."

Muramasa was overjoyed, and a blood knife was condensed in his hand, and he continued to attack Yang Tao.

"cut."

Yang Tao disdains, if not for his five Nascent Souls, they are all comprehending the power of time. Moreover, I also erased my Flowing Light Escape Shadow movement technique, if you can touch the corner of my clothes, I will be considered a loser.

"It seems that your memory is really not very good."

"The power of thunder, I am the king!"

"Five-color divine light, bless my body."

Countless thunderbolts shot out from Yang Tao's body. This is not the thunder of heaven and earth, but three of the five elements of thunder, Kuishui, Qingmu, and Dinghuo.

And the five-element canopy reappeared, and the five-color divine light turned into a cloak, which was put on Yang Tao's back. A crown loomed faintly, hanging above Yang Tao's head.

The surrounding world instantly turned into the world of Thunder.

"Three Gangs of Lightning? Can it evolve to such an extent?"

"This Yang Tao is indeed a monster!"

"Son of Misfortune, it's time for you to act."

The Holy Son of the Blood Race spoke, but there were still people from the League of Gods speaking.

At the same time, the members of the League of Gods all retreated again, highlighting the position of the Son of Doom.

"Yang Tao, you must not know what the power of misfortune is, right? Hehe, you must not know what kind of power you can gain as the spokesperson of the god of misfortune, right?"

The Son of Misfortune spoke slowly. At this moment, he was tantamount to directly admitting that he was the spokesperson of the God of Misfortune.

Sure enough, the League of Gods still did not let the Son of Doom go. But obviously, the opponent seems to have reached another kind of balance.

Or, as Yang Tao guessed in his heart, the god of doom is actually a person in the Holy See!

Don't forget, the knight said before that there is also the God of War and Wisdom!

"Panick, Yang Tao! Now, I will let you know the power of the God of Misfortune. Doom will come to anyone who stops me!"

With the emergence of the words of the Son of Doom, the whole world trembled slightly. An invisible force instantly enveloped Yang Tao, and at the same time enveloped the surroundings.

"Um?!"

Yang Tao felt uncomfortable all over, but he felt it carefully, but he didn't find any problems.

"kill!"

Village Zheng directly slashed at him with a blood knife, and Yang Tao subconsciously wanted to stop him directly, and then took the opportunity to kill him. After all, I have a body of chaos, and I am confident that I can resist it.

But even at this moment, Yang Tao's outstretched arm, the power of chaos suddenly stopped.

"What?!"

Swish!

The bloody knife cut across Yang Tao's arm. This is because he reacted quickly, otherwise, his arm would definitely have disappeared just now.

But at this moment, his power of chaos once again functioned well and spread.

"Damn it? Do you want such an evil door?!"

Yang Tao cursed secretly, didn't this power of bad luck have no effect on him before? Long Huixin doesn't have much power over herself, why is this so terrifying.

"Hehe, Yang Tao, let me taste the taste of your blood."

The Holy Son of the Blood Race came again, still Yang Tao's back.

hum~

The same weird thing happened again, when the opponent attacked. The five-color divine light behind Yang Tao also suddenly stopped. At that moment, as if it was not running smoothly, it directly faded countless times and almost completely dissipated.

And the power of chaos also began to become scarce.

"Damn it!"

Yang Tao wanted to move forward and use his speed to dodge. But at this moment, he found that the movement of the true essence in his feet stagnated for a moment.

His body paused for no reason.

"Wow."

A long cut instantly appeared behind Yang Tao.

"pain!"

What was even more surprising was that Yang Tao actually felt a piercing pain, and subconsciously went to cover the painful place. And the time seed in his hand was thrown out by himself like this...

As if, just now, I didn't remember at all, and I still held the time seed in my hand...