Super Small Farmer

In the sky, the center of the pitch-black millstone.

Yang Tao stood alone with his hands behind his back, suspended in the most central space.

Surroundings, there were void thunderbolts constantly bombarding Yang Tao, but Yang Tao didn't resist at all, allowing the power of thunder to bombard him.

Surrounding the millstone, creatures continuously came out, holding terrifying weapons, and rushed towards Yang Tao.

But every time, Yang Tao shot casually, slightly moving towards those creatures.

After one finger, those creatures all dissipated and turned into the most powerful thunder force.

Boom!

Of course, they didn't give up even if they turned into the last thunderbolt, and they still slashed towards Yang Tao.

But Yang Tao didn't care about the thunder at all, and let all the thunder bombard his body.

Even if it is Void Thunder, Yang Tao treats it the same way.

Is this a robbery? !

How can there be such a robbery?

"No, this is not crossing the catastrophe!"

Even that holy man began to murmur non-stop at this moment.

"Senior, have you been discovered?"

Yang Tao spoke secretly, with worry.

"At best, he can see the abnormality. As for discovering me, he can't do it."

The gray figure spoke with great confidence, and at the same time did not forget to remind Yang Tao.

"Little baby, it's no wonder that you have no doubts about your behavior. You have a completely indifferent face. Is this going through a catastrophe? You don't even have the slightest reaction when something as terrifying as the Void Thunder strikes on your body. Others don't." It's strange to doubt."

"oh."

Only then did Yang Tao come to his senses, as if...his own performance seemed to be a bit out of place.

"Hey, is that little baby going through a tribulation?"

Even the eight Immortal Kings are starting to wonder at this moment.

Looking at it, it seems that it really doesn't look like it.

"oops!"

At this moment, Yang Tao immediately uttered a heart-piercing cry.

"Ah! It hurts so much!"

"I...my body..."

"The power of this thunder, almost burnt the electricity..."

The eight immortal kings looked at each other subconsciously, and their bewilderment could be seen in the hollow bones.

Fuck? !

Do you still dare to fake it?

"Nima~"

Several people in the young teacher heard Yang Tao's screams, and all of them had calf cramps, and they almost couldn't stand still.

this……

It's too fake, the acting is too exaggerated.

"If you let me go, I will definitely be twice as good as him." Lian Zhangkong said very unhappy.

"Ten times! At least ten times!" Zhou Xiaozhuang was full of confidence.

"Hundred times." Chang Wuxue directly highlighted two words.

"That's enough." Jianzi sneered at him, Yadi, people in the way of heavenly masters, are they all so unreliable?

Yang Tao's exaggerated performance over there, these three boys here are actually directly compared.

A bunch of weirdos.

"Yang Tao, you..." The saint was so angry, grandma, this bastard definitely did it on purpose.

"You don't need to cover it up anymore, you are not going through a catastrophe, what is your purpose?"

The saint kept moving his body to avoid the sky knife.

He is not afraid of the chains condensed by divine fire, but the power of the saber that day was enough to threaten him.

"Hmph! I'm not old and dim-sighted yet, and all the power of thunder has been absorbed by you. This is nothing like crossing the catastrophe, it's simply absorbing the power of thunder again, Yang Tao...you must have used the magic trick."

The saint spoke again, thinking that he had understood everything.

Only those who are celestial masters can gather thunder like this.

If it is a certain celestial master of the celestial master way, it is not surprising that he can do this.

"Is it like this?"

The young master hurriedly opened his mouth and asked the guardian on the side.

He also seemed to know that this was the only way to explain Yang Tao's situation at the moment. The opponent's thunder force had all been absorbed.

When Yang Tao didn't perform exaggeratedly before, but couldn't see any painful expression, where is Du Jie?

"uncertain."

The protectors are also confused at the moment. It stands to reason that if it is the magic of inviting the gods of the celestial master, it is absolutely impossible for Yang Tao to invite the celestial master to come.

However, if this is not the case, then how can the other party explain the absorption of the power of thunder at this moment?

"Oh, I was discovered by you." Yang Tao said in surprise, but in the eyes of others, this was a bit too much.

"Boy, do you think that even if this is the case, you will be able to succeed? No matter what purpose you have, you will never achieve it!"

The saint was so angry, damn it, he was teased by a kid like this today.

This made him, a saint, feel like he couldn't let go of it.

No matter what, I have to suppress this ant, and then torture it for thousands of years before I can relieve my hatred.

"Purpose? I have already said that, I want to slaughter the saint!"

Yang Tao emphasized again, a burst of self-confidence immediately exploded.

"snort!"

The saint was not speaking, and a symbol appeared beside him. In an instant, the symbol disappeared directly in front of him.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared in front of Yang Tao.

Wow~

At the moment of appearance, the symbol and the body of the saint changed.

"not good!"

"He wants to go directly to that kid."

"Damn it, the Heavenly Knife can't cut through, or it will hurt that kid."

The eight Immortal Kings suddenly became impatient.

None of them expected that the saint would actually make such a decision, and wanted to directly attack Yang Tao.

"Damn, what should I do?"

After the young master and the others saw it, they all became anxious.

"Don't worry, didn't you see that Yang Tao didn't have the slightest worry?" Chang Wuxue saw it clearly and said lightly.

"Yang Tao, now, do you know the gap between us?" With a sneer, the saint stretched out a hand towards Yang Tao.

"snort!"

But the saint saw that Yang Tao sneered.

It was a mocking sneer, and at the same time, he pointed a finger at his hand.

"Idiot, have you forgotten? From the very beginning, I said, I want to slaughter the saint!"

He emphasized again, and the word "I" was pronounced with an accent. Emphasize that this person is himself, not someone else.

At the same time, at the position of Yang Tao's fingertips, there was a dark thunder force condensed, which instantly turned into a small flying sword, separated from Yang Tao's fingers, and came towards the palm of the saint.

"What?!"

The saint was shocked, and at the same time felt a burst of horror.

He hastily withdrew his hand, and at the same time his figure was hazy.

The symbols that originally appeared appeared again.

The position of the saint returned to the bottom in an instant.

but!

The pitch-black little thunder sword actually followed the saint and appeared below, still not far in front of him, heading towards his palm.

"No! You... This is a means of the saint level, you..."

The saint screamed in horror, and the whole person kept moving...