Best little divine farmer

With the yellow sand seeping out from the ground, Tang Yifan could feel the shrinking force in the yellow sand.

Tang Yifan knew clearly in his heart that the power contained in SHA-2's attack was to exhaust his power and then launch a fatal attack.

However, Tang Yifan is immune to this attack.

Because Tang Yifan's true Qi is the Qi of recovery, and he has a fatal restraint on these shrinking forces or any evil forces.

The yellow sand all over the sky falls on Tang Yifan, which is only the subtle power carried in the sand. For himself, it can't do any harm at all.

"What's the matter? Can't hurt you? "

That sand two soon discovered, own fatal unique skill unexpectedly can't hurt Tang Yifan, in the heart suddenly surprised.

"It's useless. He's from the Tang family."

The Lord of the hall snorted coldly. Looking at Sha Er's movements, he felt speechless. These people are his own men, which is an insult.

"Second, don't use the shrinking power. His true Qi can restrain your power. It's hard with him. "

Sha Yi reminds him, and Sha Er reacts.

From the beginning to the end, Tang Yifan has been using his spare time to observe the structure of the whole temple.

The more time it is, the more calm it is.

In the future, the base can only be left to fate. Now that it has gone deep into hukou, only if it survives can it return to the future base.

Not surprisingly, Tang Yifan's subtle observation is still useful.

At the time of the release of the yellow sand, Tang Yifan felt some strange things.

It is clear that there is not a grain of sand in this temple, and all of them are in black style.

Even on the floor, it's black steel rock floor.

However, this second sand is yellow sand that can summon all over the sky, which shows that there is a soft sand layer under the palace.

How can the foundation of a building be sand? In this way, the whole building has no root at all, and here is still the birth of sandstorm.

If so, the Shura palace would have been blown away by the wind.

Obviously, there must be some secret passage under the hall, connecting with the outside world, otherwise it is impossible to pour sand.

Thinking of Tang Yifan at the moment, I have a plan in my heart.

"Tang Yifan, I know your true Qi can restrain me, but how about that? I will not let it out, but I will just bless myself to see how you can restrain me."

Nasha Er snorted coldly, changed his fighting strategy, and immediately condensed all the Yellow Qi outside his body in an instant.

With the sand itself is wearing yellow clothes, give a very strong visual impact.

"You think you're my opponent?"

Tang Yifan looked at Sha Er with a straight face and drank coldly.

"Boy, Xiu wants to be rampant. There's very little Qi left in your body. If I can't even defeat you in a weak state, then I've been fooling around with Shura branch hall for so many years."

Sha Er is also very confident. He dares to ask a monk with the same strength as himself that he is still in a weak state. Behind him, there are the Lord of the temple and the Lord of the sub temple to support himself. How can he say that.

"Then try it."

Tang Yifan shrugged his shoulders and let out a look of indifference.

This appearance made Sha Er, who was easy to be angry, feel a burst of anger. It was clear that he did not see himself in his eyes.

Immediately, Sha Er couldn't help it. He twisted his wrists and stepped on the ground. His body shot out from the original place. When he rushed to the middle of the journey, he suddenly stepped on his feet and soared into the air.

Not to mention, the figure of Sha Er is a little agile, and the successive movements are very coherent, so people can't see the flaws.

However, in Tang Yifan's eyes, the speed of Sha Er is as slow as a snail.

This speed could have been achieved in the third stage of Tang Dynasty.

"The Yellow Dragon is poisonous."

Sha Er's body shot into the air. He twisted his body and put out a foot to make a dragon's foot. He wanted to step on Tang Yifan's spirit cover.

The power contained in this foot is not small. It can make the air sound to the drilling hunting.

The yellow sand that had fallen on the ground before was once again driven by the Yellow Dragon poison of SHA-2.

On Sha Er's face, there was a sense of conceit. It was obvious that Sha Er was fully confident of his attack, and could even take Tang Yifan away with one blow.

However, Tang Yifan never moved from the beginning to the end.

Just standing in place, waiting for the arrival of the second sand attack.

It's not that Tang Yifan doesn't fight, but Tang Yifan wants to open the ground with their attack.

If you make your own move, it's easy for them to see the flaw and block or guess their intention.

If Tang Yifan wants to fight, he can't even stop his own move.

"Ignorance is your biggest weakness. You don't know the power of my Huanglong poison drill."

The sand two cold drink a, to Tang Yifan's indifference feel funny.

The next moment, the Yellow Dragon poison will arrive as promised.

However, when this attack came down, Shaluo and the Lord shook his head slowly.

Obviously, these two strong men have seen the clue.

Not surprisingly, this blow did not kick the tianlinggai of Tang Yifan at all, and even Tang Yifan's figure did not get a point.

In front of Tang Yifan's figure, this Sha Er's attack followed Tang Yifan's facade and fell down against his nose, chest and abdomen.

Tang Yifan just moved back a little, and avoided this seemingly fierce but actually flawed attack.

"Boom."

With a loud bang, the foot fell on the floor of the palace, and the hall trembled.

And that is hit by sand two on the floor, is to leak out a big crack.

Tang Yifan's heart is secretly happy, because Tang Yifan can feel that there is really a large open space underground.

However, although this floor cracked, it was still not completely opened.

If you use your strength to attack the floor, it's too much to gain.

"Hum, I don't have to change hands for your attack. You two minions should go together, otherwise it's too boring."

Tang Yifan repeated his old skill, deliberately provoking the other side to attack himself with all his strength.