Super Small Farmer

Crash.

Even after doing all this, the little monk waved his hand casually, and the small stone that was about to hit it just now flew upside down.

Confused!

Everything is changing too fast. It's unbelievable, what is going on?

That's a disciple of the Buddhist sect, and together with the people from the Holy See, he directly attacked Yang Tao. Even people from Buddhism can't understand it for a while.

"Has it been controlled by the people of the Holy See?" Some guardians roared angrily, not daring to accept all this.

It's one thing to fight Yang Tao, but it's another thing to unite with the people of the Holy See. It's a world of difference.

"Damn it, what's going on? Little monk, you have to give me an explanation." Xiao Shitou roared again and again, and he could clearly feel that the people from the Holy See just now didn't affect him at all.

At the very least, he is very confident in his means.

But the little monk still made such a move, all of which showed that it was the little monk who independently controlled all this.

"Hmph! Explain?" The little monk sneered, with a devilish smile on his face.

This formed a violent gap with his handsome appearance at the moment, and people looked at him, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"What explanation do I need to give you? Do I still need to report my own behavior to you?"

Tear~

The little monk smiled cruelly and turned the demon knife in his hand. This is in Yang Tao's body, disturbing his body, it is a form of torture.

"A disciple of the Dunkong Sect, you really have a firm heart. Such pain can make you feel ashamed. It seems that you still don't have any friendship with me."

In the tone of the little monk, there was sarcasm, and he deliberately said this, wanting to hit the weakest part of Yang Tao's heart.

betray!

This feeling should be uncomfortable for everyone.

Everyone didn't notice that at this moment, at the location where Yang Tao had aroused Lei Xing, the huge reflection of Lei Xing was slowly fading, as if it was about to dissipate.

However, the three triangles around it still radiated bright light and kept spinning.

Around, the force of cause and effect is still constantly reverberating, washing away all the forces of the five elements around.

"Now, I just want to kill you. Don't you feel sad? You know, you are doing it for me, even helping me..."

"Besides, it was you who rescued me. You are my savior. How does it feel to be stabbed in the back by the person you rescued?"

The little monk kept opening his mouth, and above his head, a ray of light appeared.

This is the same light as the elders, but it is not golden, but pitch black.

On it, strange symbols were condensed, aiming at Yang Tao.

As long as there is a huge fluctuation in Yang Tao's heart, even for a moment, these symbols will be suppressed in an instant and branded on Yang Tao's body.

It's a pity that although Yang Tao's face continued to turn pale, he didn't have any violent mood swings.

This made the little monk feel uncomfortable.

And the two women around, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword, their combat strength is on both sides, ready to strike at any time.

These three people seem to be in special positions, and there is some kind of formation behind them.

Even seeing Yang Tao's current state at the moment, the three of them still didn't take it lightly.

"My brother Tao, don't you feel that this is incredible?"

"Actually, I didn't want to target you, but anyone. Unfortunately, you are still too dazzling. You took the initiative to step forward and were too impulsive."

The little monk was old-fashioned and kept talking.

He was showing off, wanting some kind of recognition.

"Is that enough?"

Yang Tao's voice was a little hoarse, and the power released by the demon knife was constantly destroying his body. Moreover, the wound has been bleeding and has not healed.

This is also the reason why the little monk is relieved. People like Yang Tao will not be killed unless it is absolutely necessary. The first thought is naturally to subdue him.

"How long do you want to act?"

Yang Tao's words stunned everyone. Neither of them understood what the other party's words meant.

But the little monk showed panic all over his face, as if he couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to meet Yang Tao's eyes.

It seems that Yang Tao has seen through everything about himself and all his disguises.

"No, acting? Boy Tao, he is that little bald head, I will definitely remember his aura."

Xiao Shitou didn't understand what Yang Tao meant, so he muttered to the side.

At the same time, there were lights constantly shining around him, apparently using his own unique means to search for the little monk.

"what do you know?"

The little monk's face was full of ferocity, and even his smile had completely disappeared.

"I have heard that there is a very mysterious power in this world. If a flower withers, then, somewhere, a similar flower may bloom."

Boom!

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Shitou suddenly realized, and realized instantly.

On the other side of the League of Gods, a bright light flashed across Si Yuan's eyes, as if he had realized something.

The little monk took a few steps back uncontrollably, but calmed down in an instant.

"You... You really saw it. You are worthy of being the successor of the Five Elements Sect, and you are worthy of being the pure and unrivaled Qi Luck, with piercing eyes. Have you cultivated them to such an extent?"

Apparently, he admitted it.

He is not the body of the little monk, but just a similar flower. It looks the same as the main body, but it is not the main body after all.

"I didn't expect this little bald man to have such a belief, hehe... The Buddha back then didn't use this spell until the end, I didn't expect..."

Little Shitou sighed, obviously, he fully understood. The little monk in front of him was derived from Fa Jue.

The little monk's deity must have some kind of purpose, so he used one of the most terrifying concentration methods of Buddhism, and the Buddha in front of him was forcibly derived.

But where is his real body, I'm afraid he doesn't know. Of course, maybe, Yang Tao can know.

It's just that the little monk himself didn't expect that the similar flower he bloomed on his own initiative didn't have his original kindness.

Instead, it went to another extreme, breeding endless demonic thoughts.

"How do you know? Hmph, only when one flower withers, will another flower bloom. And I am right in front of you now, even if the main body is still alive, it is still a dying man. Does he dare to appear?"

"Besides, Yang Tao, what qualifications do you have to say these things? Now do you think that someone will come to save you? I am well prepared. I was supposed to deal with a certain spokesperson of the League of Gods. Will an accident happen to you?"

The little monk sneered again and again, still holding the demon knife in both hands, and stabbed forward again.

"Who told you that I need someone to save me?" Yang Tao smiled coldly. For some reason, after the smile appeared, the little monk instinctively wanted to back away...