Super Small Farmer

"besides!?"

After hearing these two words, everyone trembled in unison.

That's right, Yang Tao has other inheritances, the most terrifying one, Escape to Buddhism!

In other words, he can also use the spell of inviting the gods, and it should be the strongest spell of inviting the gods!

Thinking of this, everyone felt a wave of anger in their hearts. Facing them, they didn't even use the most powerful supernatural powers, what is this? !

Still look down on them?

You know, they are all people on the Xiaoxian list, each of them is extremely powerful, in the same realm, they are said to be invincible!

Moreover, they have a huge advantage in numbers at the moment. As for Yang Tao, he still hasn't used the most terrifying method yet.

"Do it!"

The Son of Misfortune couldn't sit still at first. If it continues, what kind of strength can Yang Tao show? He has no confidence in his heart!

"Bad luck is coming!"

As soon as he came up, it was his most powerful original power, and there were countless lights shining around every Yang Tao.

It was a gloomy light, as black as ink, like poisonous snakes, trying to scurry into Yang Tao's body and arouse the cultivation in Yang Tao's body.

"Hmph, Son of Misfortune, are you out of your mind?"

Yang Tao sneered again and again, but he didn't even make any resistance, just looking at the power of doom around him indifferently.

Boom!

On Yang Tao's body, a jet of black thunder flashed past.

All the power of misfortune around, as if feeling some kind of call, surged towards Yang Tao's real body in an instant.

"Misfortune Thunder?! You... you can still master it?!"

The face of the Holy Son of Misfortune changed drastically. He did not expect that Yang Tao could still master this power until now.

"The power of thunder is all for me!" Yang Tao himself waved his hand suddenly, and actively absorbed all the power of bad luck that appeared around him, as if it had been hollowed out in an instant, and directly condensed into Yang Tao's hands.

"Is that the Son of Misfortune? You'd better show some real skills, or else..."

Boom!

Before Yang Tao finished speaking, there was the sound of thunder exploding in the void. At the same time, Yang Tao's figure also disappeared from the original place, and when he reappeared, his face almost touched the nose of the Son of Doom.

"Otherwise, you really can only be hanged!"

Boom!

There was a muffled thunder, and a fist directly hit the chest of the Doomed Son, and his chest sank in an instant.

but! ! !

The body of the Son of Doom did not move at all.

"What?!"

"How can this be!"

"How did you do it?!"

After seeing this scene, everyone felt their spines tremble.

Under normal circumstances, in the void, when receiving an attack, the human body will retreat.

But now, the body of the Son of Doom has not retreated. why? Because the power of Yang Tao's punch just now spread completely into the body of the Son of Misfortune, without any leakage!

With such a powerful fist, everyone present is not sure that they can do it.

But Yang Tao did it.

In other words, Yang Tao did it after using the technique of inviting gods from the Heavenly Master.

Wow!

The Son of Doom vomited blood and had some broken internal organs. Although his bones were not broken, he was very clear that at this moment, there were countless dense cracks all over his bones.

It seems that as long as there is a random impact, the entire skeleton will be trampled!

"Damn it!"

The wings on his back were dimmed, and the most terrifying thing was that there was a thunderbolt of bad luck in his body at this moment.

This is what spread from that fist just now. The power of thunder is extremely terrifying, like a black hole, constantly devouring all the power of bad luck in his body.

overbearing!

Overbearing boundless!

The power of thunder has other rhythms, and the power of doom in his body has no resistance at all.

"How can it be so powerful?" The Goddess of War and Wisdom retreated abruptly, keeping a certain distance from Yang Tao.

"Distance? What is it to me?"

Yang Tao in the fiery red robe spoke slightly, with a touch of disdain in his tone. And his figure was instantly surrounded by a mass of fiery red flames.

The flames are like fireworks, short-lived and burst open.

"not good!"

But the goddess felt creepy, and suddenly moved to the side.

"The vigilance is not bad, but unfortunately..."

Yang Tao's true self spoke again, and at the same time slowly inserted a finger, asking for some from the goddess in a leisurely manner.

Keep going, the space freezes.

At the same time, beside the goddess, a string of golden symbols appeared, turning into a formation.

bump!

A ball of flames emerged from the formation, and Yang Tao, who was a fire attribute, spread his five fingers and pressed slightly on the goddess's head.

"sacred!"

A horrified divine light burst out from the goddess' eyes, her red lips roared, and a pair of pure white wings appeared behind her.

bump!

After the light wings appeared, the goddess forcibly resisted the palm. But she still felt that the blood in her body was churning!

"Sure enough, you are still on the side of the Holy See. But... I'm curious, what is the connection between the Holy See and the League of Gods?"

Yang Tao's eyes kept wandering around the body of doom and the goddess of war wisdom. The appearance of the light wings gave Yang Tao a lot of thoughts in his heart.

But now, nothing matters anymore.

Because in Yang Tao's eyes, they are all dead.

"However, do you think you can change your fate by showing your wings?" Yang Tao in the blue robe smiled slightly and took a step forward.

One step later, he appeared on the back of the goddess.

Across the goddess, and the clone of the fire attribute, they looked at each other from afar.

"How do you fight?!"

The man wrapped in white armor was full of bewilderment, and the strength displayed by Yang Tao in front of him made him tremble inside.

He finally understood, what is the bottom line.

Please God can invite such a powerful force, this is the background!

But what about myself? !

"No, self-cultivation is fundamental! We are the strongest!"

A resolute light flashed across the eyes of the man wrapped in white armor, and the spear in his hand burst out with a sense of ice.

"Is it?!"

Yang Tao's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What?!"

The man was shocked, how did Yang Tao come behind him, why didn't he notice it at all?

"He has too many inheritances, especially the over-control of the Dunkong Sect over the power of space, coupled with the strength he is showing at this moment...it is indeed a bit powerful."

The pink mist rolled on one side, but the woman was like a bystander, and she didn't intend to use it at all.

"This may be a variable, but my supernatural powers will not be flawed."

The Pope also watched quietly, with Yang Tao's six figures reflected in his eyes, he seemed to be deducing something...