On the ground, in a craggy and dry place, there was a faint glow of light.

If you don't look closely, you can't find out.

Ye Wuwu's figure swept past it, and the light disappeared with it, and it was taken into his pocket.

His form didn't stop for a moment, and then ran to the next dry bone.

Seeing Ye Wuwu's actions like this, Peng Demon's eyes were stunned at first, but then he suddenly woke up.

Without saying a word, the speed was faster than that of Zhiye Wuwu, and he swept towards the jagged dry bones not far away.

There are nearly 100 dry bones in this place, just those that are well preserved.

The subtle light above the dry bones was nothing else, nor was it a demon pill.

It's a storage ring, or a storage artifact.

The owners of these storage vessels, that is, what these dry bones looked like before they were alive, and what kind of realm they were.

Ye Wuwu didn't know this.

But it's not bad to think about.

Their demonic power was either absorbed or dispersed, but the surviving storage artifact, the existence in the sarcophagus, did not seem to care.

As for the little monster doesn't care?

Ye Wuwu only glanced at his current harvest, and he already knew it in his heart.

On top of these storage magic weapons, most of them have prohibitions, and these prohibitions, with the cultivation of that little monster, are absolutely impossible to break.

The few storage rings that are not forbidden are already empty, and they have been taken away by the little monster.

For example, this demon gourd and the bronze mirror may not have been given by the "Heavenly Demon Emperor", but obtained by themselves.

Although there are nearly 100 dry bones, there are only a dozen storage artifacts that are really left on them, and some of these storage artifacts are empty.

Ye Wuwu's harvest is far less huge than he imagined.

Of course, a large part of it is because of Peng Demon.

The storage magic weapon here, he Ye Wuwu only took forty percent, and sixty percent of it was in the hands of the Peng demon.

The speed of the Peng Demon is much faster than that of Ye Wuwu, which also comes from the natural supernatural powers of his Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

In just a moment, the two of them looted the cave.

On the face of the Peng Demon at this moment, there was already a look of joy that could not be hidden.

In his opinion, harvesting so many storage artifacts, even if they can't be opened now, but they will be a huge amount of property if they are kept in the future.

Moreover, there are still a few magic weapons among them, perhaps because of the passage of time, the forbidden seal on them has been loosened, and he feels that he can faintly break the prohibition and open it.

It may be a storage artifact for a primordial infant or even a powerhouse in the realm of transforming gods.

How this does not delight him.

Peng Demon raised his head slightly, but saw Ye Wuwu's look that seemed to be smiling at him.

In his eyes, the Terran man stretched out a hand towards him at this moment.

The five fingers are spread out and become a palm.

"Bring it."

Ye Wuwu's words were with a gentle smile, and his face was flat, but he couldn't refuse.

Peng Demon frowned.

Maybe it's because the qi that Ye Wuwu is revealing at this moment is just a foundation building realm.

This made Peng Demon a little unimpressed.

He spoke proudly at this moment.

"Joke, everyone can get the opportunity here, why should I give it to you?"

Ye Wuwu was silent, but immediately, his finger beckoned to the sky.

The gourd that was frantically pouring out demonic power suddenly trembled violently at this moment, and then fell from the sky and fell into Ye Wuwu's hands.

Although it was not for a long time, Ye Wuwu still carved his own mark on it.

This gourd magic weapon currently belongs to Ye Wuwu.

The outpouring of demonic power suddenly stopped, and the existence that was originally greedily absorbing demonic power suddenly burst out with a powerful coercion at this moment.

And that coercion is most directly embodied in Peng Demon and Ye Wuwu.

"Demon ...... Force. ”

The hoarse words seemed a little drowsy at the moment, but they were also a little angry.

It seems that he is extremely dissatisfied with being interrupted from "eating" like this.

Ye Wuwu's eyes looked at the Peng Demon, but he said word by word.

"Bring it."

Peng Demon's face was extremely gloomy at the moment.

How could he not know Ye Wuwu's intentions at this moment?

In fact, it was indeed Ye Wuwu who threw out the gourd at the beginning, pouring out a huge demonic qi for the existence in the sarcophagus to absorb, and the pressure of the other party receded from himself.

It is precisely because of this that the two of them have a moment to loot the supplies here.

And now, Ye Wuwu's move is obvious.

If you don't give me something, I'll take it back, and I'll weigh the consequences myself."

The deep eyes of the Peng demon kept flickering.

Should you give it to him or not?

Is the other party really not afraid of death? Take away the gourd, why isn't he himself in crisis?

In the corner of his eye, he could only see Ye Wuwu sneering.

The invisible pressure seemed to be a little more solemn, and the sarcophagus in the sky actually let out a hoarse roar at this moment.

"Take my ...... Demonic ...... Give it back! ”

The surrounding rocks cracked layer by layer in an instant, and huge rubble fell from the mountain wall, making a huge roar.

Kick up a cloud of dust.

There were hundreds of jagged and dry bones on the ground, and there were no bones left at this moment.

Just one word has such terrifying power.

Peng Demon didn't hesitate any longer at this moment, and threw a storage bag at Ye Wuwu, and then said extremely sadly.

"It's all in there, open the gourd quickly."

Ye Wuwu gently took the storage bag, and without looking at it, he put it in his bag.

His gaze looked at the Peng Demon, and he seemed to be smiling a little.

Although the other party gave him the vast majority, he also intercepted a little bit and hid it, but did not hand it over.

Ye Wuwu knows this.

But he didn't have much to do with the Peng Demon anymore.

Because he didn't have time.

Ye Wuwu stretched out his hand and took out the demon power gourd.

The coercion is even greater.

But as long as he opened the gourd and let the presence in the sarcophagus absorb it, this pressure would naturally be dissolved.

The corners of Ye Wuwu's mouth outlined a slight smile, but his eyes were a little fierce.

That being said.

But, why?

With so much demonic power, why should that guy absorb it?

Ye Wuwu didn't say the slightest word, but his figure rushed straight towards a place in the ruins.

The spiritual power of the whole body is running to the extreme, and the spiritual power armor around the body is collapsing inch by inch under this heavy pressure at this moment.

But it was precisely because of this armor method that Ye Wuwu had time to breathe.

Enough is enough.

The figure slammed into a spot in the ruins like a meteor, and the heavy rock and earth were smashed away, revealing a buried rock wall.

It was a smooth, purple stone wall, mirrored inside, but it was impossible to see behind it.

Ye Wuwu rushed in, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

In the same place, only the Peng demon who stood still was left.

His expression suddenly woke up, and then he swept his arms, but he followed Ye Wuwu and fled from the opposite direction.

There, too, there is a stone wall.

But the presence in the sarcophagus didn't seem to give him such a chance.

A terrible cry of pain rang out in the cavern, echoing for a long time.

It's just that when the smoke cleared, there was no trace of the Peng demon.