Super Small Farmer

The power of the beacon can restrain the eyes of the god of death. At this moment, the eyes of the god of death are like a ball of bubbles. It began to shrink continuously!

Even, in Yang Tao's spiritual consciousness, the aura of the eyeballs has begun to weaken continuously.

"I just don't know whether such a weakening is real, or it was deliberately shown to me. But..."

Yang Tao touched the storage bag he just got, and immediately he didn't have the slightest worry in his heart. With these good things from Xie Xiaoshan, I don't have to be afraid at all.

There are really a lot of talismans for the boy who gives money. If it really doesn't work, just throw out the magic talisman that exudes foundation-building fluctuations, sweeping away everything.

Anyway, it came along, but Yang Tao didn't feel bad at all.

"water!"

The spells in Yang Tao's hands are constantly changing, and symbols appear out of thin air, flashing and flashing, with a mysterious aura on them.

Countless streams of water surrounded the Eye of the God of Death, forming a huge water ball, wrapping the Eye of the God of Death in the middle.

However, the blood-red light was not blocked by the water flow. This was a passage, a passage between the Eye of Death and Yang Tao.

Only through this channel, the mustache in Yang Tao's body can condense the illusory death sickle. Without the function of this channel, the sickle would disappear into nothingness in an instant.

"No matter how good you are, you have to..."

Mustache was extremely excited, because he had already felt the agitation of true energy in Yang Tao's body. This shows that Yang Tao is extremely afraid in his heart.

"Die!"

rumbling...

The mustache just raised the sickle in his hand high, showing a smug smile. But in his ears, he suddenly thought of bursts, like the roar of the Yellow River breaking its embankment.

You don't need to look back, you can rely on this voice to feel how terrifying the true energy pouring in from behind is.

"Wow~"

Countless true qi continuously gathered towards the upper dantian. In just an instant, the figure of the mustache shook violently.

If it wasn't for the faint light of the sickle in his hand at the critical moment, just this impact would have completely knocked the mustache out of his wits.

"This... this... what the hell is going on?!"

Mustache was dumbfounded and confused! What kind of situation is this? Where did such a strong infuriating energy come from?

"This is impossible. Yang Tao has already used so many spells. How could he have so much true energy. He only has six levels of condensed energy. Even in his prime state, it is impossible to have such a thick reserve of true energy. Bar."

Mustache would never admit the facts in front of him, but the glowing sickle in his hand was telling everything here very truthfully.

Glowing, that represents a kind of consumption. The red light curtain outside is also rapidly consumed.

The power of the beacon fire is even more terrifying. The eyeball, which was originally one meter in diameter, has shrunk to half a meter in diameter under the suppression of the flames.

Moreover, this shrinking process has already begun to accelerate.

"No! It can't be like this, it won't be like this!"

The mustache was roaring, and the sickle was shining, but it became even more illusory. The power of the eyeballs is constantly being consumed.

"Hmph, I've said it a long time ago, don't make trouble. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Yang Tao's voice resounded in the upper dantian again. He didn't think that the other party's purpose was just that simple.

"Hahaha... Yang Tao, you are very capable. I admit that I have not calculated your variable. Unfortunately, don't you want to know what we want to do? Hahaha... We have already completed it, Unfortunately, you don't know."

Mustache seemed to know that he had no hope of surviving, so he taunted Yang Tao directly.

"Really? Do you think I don't know if you don't tell me?"

Yang Tao deliberately asked back, just to deceive him.

"Haha?! Don't lie to yourself. What do you know? You have been played by me all this time. Do you know my purpose? It's ridiculous. You don't even know where the real elixir is."

What the mustache said immediately made Yang Tao's heart light up. Yes, the danger just now made me forget about it.

"It seems that other people have probably forgotten about it. No, we must find an opportunity later and let everyone go away."

Yang Tao thought for a while, logically speaking, according to the urine nature of this mustache, there would be no time to get the elixir out at all.

Because there are no ninjas around here. With the ability of invisibility, under the spiritual consciousness, there is nowhere to hide.

Therefore, Yang Tao concluded that the elixir must still be inside.

"Okay, you're amazing. Since that's the case, I don't bother to ask you."

Boom!

Countless qi poured in again. This made Mustache flicker in fright, which was impossible in his impression.

"You...Yang Tao, who the hell are you? With such a level of true energy, unless it is... no, even that sect doesn't have such a method, what are you..."

Countless infuriating energy directly drowned the mustache.

Swish!

The blood-red light dissipated immediately, and the power of the beacon fire also began to weaken slowly. And the countless lines of fire also began to gradually dim.

But the eyeballs at this moment have lost their original power. The current size is about the size of a baby's fist.

"receive!"

Countless streams of water, wrapped in the eye of death, returned to Yang Tao's hands. Only then did the people around them regain their strength.

"ah!"

A howl like killing a pig came out from Xie Xiaoshan's throat.

"Yang Tao, you who killed a thousand swords, you, you, you...you give it back to me!"

The first thing Xie Xiaoshan did was to cover his waist. But at the moment, where is there any storage bag?

Damn it, that's all my belongings!

"not good!"

Chen Shaobai also touched his waist subconsciously, and suddenly found that his storage bag was gone.

"Yang Tao, hand it over!"

Chen Shaobai suddenly held a Jue in his hand, and stared at Yang Tao with incomparable hatred.

"Huh? Chen Shaobai, did you also recruit this kid's poisonous hand?"

I don't know why, no matter how I listen to it, Xie Xiaoshan's words always have a gloating tone.

"Hmph, all of you are quite courageous. Especially you, Chen Shaobai, dare to yell at me like this. Do you really think that I dare not do anything to you?"

Yang Tao snorted coldly, and suddenly several swords appeared around him. The appearance of this sword, no matter how you look at it, is the same as the sword Xie Xiaoshan used before.

"Yang Tao, I feel life..."

"Ahem..."

When Yang Tao heard this, he was shocked.

Could it be that this guy felt the elixir. No, these people can't stay here. Otherwise, who knows how crazy they would be when they thought of the elixir?

Yang Tao has no doubts about the potential of Chinese people in this area and the pink eye disease...