Super Small Farmer

"What are you? I don't even know you exist. How dare you speak to me like this? How high are you?"

The strange holy son is aloof, not angry but majestic.

The divine light on his body was constantly floating, like a circle of ripples, constantly spreading towards the surroundings. Just like the place where he stands is his own kingdom of God, which is very majestic.

"Take root!"

Yang Tao didn't talk nonsense, and pointed his finger at the other party.

Green leaves suddenly appeared, spreading continuously in the void.

At Yang Tao's current level of cultivation, Rooting to the Ground is extremely powerful. Even if it is a phantom, as long as Yang Tao is willing, he can trap the opponent.

"What is this?!" The strange son frowned slightly, and for some reason, there was a trace of panic in his heart.

But in an instant, he felt that he was extremely funny. Faced with such a reptile, would such a thought come to him in his heart? shameful!

"Holy Son, it seems that this kid is very rampant."

"Yeah, what is the origin of this kid, dare to shout like this?"

"Hmph, wait, my brother has already gone to that place, and he will definitely be caught and his bones will be ashes."

In the church, people around kept mocking.

They also didn't know Yang Tao, even if they checked the temple, they couldn't find all the information about the person in front of them.

Therefore, they have decided that this is just a kid who came out of nowhere, so don't pay too much attention to it.

"Now, pass on the word or not? You think about it slowly, don't worry, I'm always kind."

After Yang Tao saw that the rooting of the ground had been fully developed, he smiled and opened his mouth.

The stone plate in his hand was rotated by him, and it kept smashing down on the phantom of the strange son.

Face!

This seems to be Yang Tao's favorite place to smash.

"What is he doing?"

"It seems to want to touch the forehead of the Son of God."

"Hahaha... I really overestimated my capabilities to do such a stupid thing."

In the church, in front of the manifested light and shadow, everyone wanted to laugh out loud.

It's really like what the other party threatened just now, he dared to attack the Holy Son, this kid really doesn't know how to live or die.

Snapped!

However, next, a loud voice stunned everyone.

In the church, this voice didn't appear all the time. Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from.

The strange son stared blankly at the front with blank eyes.

My head is full of big question marks!

What just happened?

My face... why is it so hot and painful!

"Papa papa!"

In front of him, in the light and shadow, that nasty boy kept turning the stone plate. And in the church, I kept thinking of bursts of loud echoes.

Harsh!

At the same time, it carried endless irony, as if hitting everyone in the face.

Just now, they were still mocking and scorning.

I think the other party is too arrogant, and I don't even know what I'm talking about.

Can! ! !

The reality is so cruel, it turns out that they have become frogs in a well, unaware of the unique methods of the other party.

"No!"

The strange Son reacted and kept roaring.

But something happened that made his scalp numb, his phantom couldn't move.

If you want to move, your body must be able to sway, but no matter what happens, you cannot move your feet.

"What exactly is going on?"

The strange son screamed in horror. What is this green leaf under his feet? How can it be so terrifying that it can trap itself?

Everyone saw everything in front of them, and they all felt their souls trembling.

What kind of power is this? It's just a phantom, but it can even trap it. If it is their body, wouldn't it still be impossible to escape?

Moreover, the most important thing is that the phantom of the Holy Son also has a lot of combat power, and the existence of the general three changes can be swept away.

But now?

The other party actually looked very relaxed, no! That's not considered easy, but it's like playing around, waving the disk casually, and constantly hitting the face? !

"Papa papa!"

Yang Tao didn't stop, he kept turning the stone plate, doing the simplest things.

The other party wanted to avoid it, what a pity! Yang Tao's speed is too much faster than the opponent's, and he is not at the same level at all.

"Holy Son, quickly... dissipate that phantom!" Someone exclaimed, as if thinking of something.

When they looked at the Holy Son again, everyone was stunned.

How long has it been? Shengzi's face was swollen like a pig's head, if they hadn't been by his side just now, they wouldn't even dare to recognize each other.

Tragic, really too tragic.

Moreover, everyone could feel that the Holy Son hadn't suffered much damage, but this face was indeed a bit unbearable.

"That's right, dissipate, hurry up, this is a spell, it can dissipate with your thoughts."

Everyone came to their senses and spoke hastily.

The Holy Son also hurriedly waved his hand, intending to dissipate his phantom!

But... a weird thing happened.

He...unexpectedly...unable to dissipate!

"How is this going?"

The whole church heard the terrified scream of the Holy Son, but it couldn't dissipate? God, this... this is my own spell.

"What? Can't dissipate?"

Immediately, countless gasping voices echoed in the surroundings, this matter is serious.

"Hache~"

In the light and shadow, Yang Tao seemed a little tired. Both hands have stopped, but the fingers are shaking constantly, and the stone plate is still in the air, constantly greeting the strange Son.

"By the way, the power of bad luck..."

Yang Tao opened his mouth subconsciously, and small red flowers bloomed instantly on the green leaves.

"what is that?"

After someone saw it, they immediately exclaimed.

"No, what is this?!"

The people around him saw something was wrong again, red flowers appeared on the feet of the Holy Son at this moment.

The power of bad luck spread instantly!

The Holy Son instantly felt that the cultivation in his body had come to a standstill.

"The power of misfortune!? This kid actually possesses such power?" Some people recognized this power, but they didn't know that the power of misfortune, which was obviously above the phantom, could spread directly to this place.

"How does it feel, but don't worry..."

"Damn it, you stop, they all heard it! Right next to me, everyone heard what you want to say!"

The Holy Son didn't dare to continue, it was too scary. Moreover, the opponent's methods are extremely terrifying.

hum~

But at this moment, the figure of the Holy Son changed directly.

The entire phantom was forcibly replaced by another person.

"Holy Son of Disaster, you...are you using the technique of surrogate death?" The Holy Son looked at Lu Hua beside him, feeling extremely excited.

He was freed, but the spell used by the other party was extremely expensive. He was touched that the other party would actually use it because of him.

"Who are you?" Lu Hua stared at Yang Tao with incomparably cold eyes...