Super Small Farmer

"What do you want? Don't you want you and your people to soar above the nine heavens again?"

Yang Tao said indifferently, as if he didn't care about Lu Hua at all.

"Are you kidding, as a mount for someone? And it's still the scum of the West?"

Yang Tao kept running on the side.

"The Holy Son of Disaster has a great background, but he is not a scumbag..." Yema corrected him, and the other party was really extremely powerful.

"Tch, look at you, what kind of slavishness is this!"

Yang Tao's face was full of contempt, and he threw his big white eyes directly over.

"Do you know what you are thinking now? Slavery is the life of a mount!"

"Hey, you are a dragon! If you improve your cultivation base and survive the catastrophe of evolution, you will be a dragon! Grandma, you have fallen to this point..."

"It seems that I saved you for nothing. You should go back quickly. That holy son is actually very powerful in your opinion. Powerful? Hahaha, let me tell you, in front of Laozi, he is a scum Scum...so, you are actually a..."

"enough!"

Yema blushed, he felt humiliated.

I am a dragon!

In the future, I can become a dragon soaring in the nine heavens!

He actually became someone else's mount, and his heart was imprinted with someone else's imprint.

"I... I don't want to, but my heart is imprinted by others, so..."

Yema spoke bitterly, his whole body was like a discouraged ball.

This makes him very helpless, he has become a prisoner at this moment, trapped by the mark, there is no other way at all.

"You said it earlier, come, come, follow me." Yang Tao's eyes burst into bursts of golden light, and he looked at Yema.

"You... What kind of pupil technique are you doing? Why do I feel like you can see through everything about me?" Yema stood upside down with hairs all over his body, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

"Oh, you have sharp eyes. I saw your so-called mark, come on, I will find a way, or you tell me, there is any way to get it done, and I will help you implement it."

Yang Tao spread out his palm directly, and the entrance to the Buddha Kingdom flashed out again.

"Fire eyes?! Then... Isn't that the magical power of the legendary Five Elements Sect? You are the heir of the Heavenly Master..."

Yema was completely deceived, but he knew it with his piercing eyes. This information is circulating in the blood.

So no matter what kind of flood dragon it is, there is a relatively perfect inheritance in their blood.

"Don't make a fuss, okay? Didn't I tell you just now that I'm still the young master of the Five Elements Sect generation?"

Yang Tao waved his hand indifferently, urging the other party to come in quickly again.

"What?! The young master of the Five Elements Sect... you you you... this..."

After Yema heard these words, he was frightened.

What is the identity of this person in front of me?

"Fuck, what's this? Are you coming or not? What's the point of being so outstanding with a lot of inheritance?"

"Really, with such a mentality, how can you become a dragon. Return the horse...Forget it, I will think of a more domineering name for you later."

Yang Tao was a little impatient.

Yema set off directly without delay, and walked towards the entrance of the cave in an instant.

"There's...evil energy...the power of Buddhism...compassion...this...this...you won't tell me that this place...is the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of Buddhism?!"

Yema's heart was trembling, what exactly did he encounter today?

How could such a person appear?

"Oh, your knowledge is really not small."

Yang Tao's avatar was completely dark, but his eyes suddenly opened, and they were very bright, with a wicked smile.

"You...you really can still control the Buddha Kingdom? God, you...are you the so-called son of luck?"

Yema felt that his dragon heart was about to burst, this... this is too scary. What kind of existence is this person, and how can he do such a thing.

"Hey, hey, you can do it. Make such a fuss, I really embarrass you, um, you even lost the face of the dragon."

Yang Tao was full of contempt, but he still looked at Yema curiously.

"Is there any way to do it? Can the five-color light work?"

"It should be possible, do you still condense the five-color divine light?!"

Yema felt like his brain was going numb.

Fuck you, the successor of the way of the heavenly master!

I will also hold the Buddha Kingdom in my palm!

And he is the young master of the Five Elements Sect, isn't he a fool?

God, how come so many identities can be condensed into one person?

"After all, I am also the young master of the Five Elements Sect. What is this five-color divine light?"

With a wave of Yang Tao's hand, the entrance to the Buddha Kingdom appeared again, and a five-element canopy appeared instantly, with countless divine lights hanging down from it.

"So~"

Yema is now shrouded in ecstasy. This person is so powerful. Could it be that the ancient saints heard his call and specially sent this person to rescue him?

"Yes, but the best power is still the power of faith. It's not enough for me to worry about you, but the imprint represents the idea of ​​the Son of Disaster. If you use it..."

Before Yema finished speaking, Yang Tao moved. The cyan power of faith appeared instantly, entangled the mark directly, and forcibly pulled it out of Yema's body.

"You..." Yema instantly felt that the invisible shackles on his body were released.

The whole person is much more relaxed.

The opponent actually has the power of cyan faith!

"You actually collected the power of faith in cyan, my God, how much do you know. This is...but..."

Yema looked terrified, as if he knew something.

Yang Tao's eyes lit up, this mount seems to know a lot.

When he was about to inquire, the imprint that had been removed by the power of faith glowed instantly, and a man appeared in the light group soon.

"It's you, moving my mount?" The man's voice was indifferent, but it carried endless majesty.

"Shut up, Xiao Yinglong, tell me, do you know what this blue power of faith is?" Yang Tao impatiently waved his hand at the phantom of the Son of Disaster.

"Presumptuous, how dare you tell me to shut up! Where I am is where the disaster is, hum! This place is a bit strange, but let's destroy it!"

There was anger in the tone of the Son of Disaster, and in an instant, countless terrifying auras appeared from around him, constantly surging towards the surroundings.

That is the guiding breath of disaster, which can trigger countless disasters.

"Fuck, Lu Hua? Are you stupid? Didn't you see where this is? You dare to be arrogant with me! Well, I just wanted to find you, so you dare to provoke me like this .”

As Yang Tao said, the entrance to the Buddha Kingdom opened again, and at the same time the stone plate appeared.

Snapped!

It was Fat Hengkong, who directly slapped the Disaster Son on the face.

Far away in the church of the Holy Son of Disaster, he was talking and laughing with a few friends. But in an instant, one side of his face suddenly ached and turned red. It's like being slapped in the face by someone!

"Xiao Yinglong, don't move."

After Yang Tao patted the face of the Disaster Son with the stone plate, he took out the cursed dagger and walked towards Yema...