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"You may have some truth in what you say. The monster quacked, "But your pet won't be comfortable until the new pet arrives." ”

The monster played the game of throwing the ball again, and the cockroach kept flying in the air, getting faster and higher. The behemoth is no longer satisfied with using his left and right hands, sometimes even kicking with his feet, pushing his knees, and having fun.

Sometimes the cockroach is headed up, sometimes head down, looking at the blue lake near and far away, with an expressionless face.

With a "plop", the cockroach fell into the water from a height of several hundred zhang at a high speed, and drilled down dozens of zhang deep, and a giant hand scooped him up and threw him into the air again.

The cockroach had been flying in the air and in the water for two hours, and the behemoth, as if bored, grabbed him in his hands, and then sat down on the wide lake.

"My sweet little pet, your master, I, am a little tired, tell me a story. Let's talk about your Great Wilderness Beast Clan. ”

Jiao Yan didn't speak, and there was still no expression on his face.

The open palm slowly clenched, and the behemoth asked gloomily: "Cute little pet, how do you want to die?

The bones of the cockroach's whole body are "creaking", the face is congested, and the green tendons are exposed. He squeezed a few words out between his teeth: "You forgot, you won't kill me." ”

The force of the huge palm's clenching became stronger and stronger, and the cockroach felt that its internal organs were about to burst. Blood continued to flow from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and he seemed to have felt the call of the ancestral spirit.

"Dear little pet, how does it feel?" the monster laughed again.

The monster suddenly let go of its palm, and the cockroach sat down limply, gulping in a big gulp of air.

"If you don't do what I say, you'll feel the approach of death again and again. Of course, you won't die, how can I be willing to let you die, I'm just a pet like you. I wouldn't mind seeing you wailing, though!"

"You'll regret it. Jiao Yan looked at the eyes of the behemoth and said indifferently.

The monster clenched its palms again, with more force than the previous one, and for a longer period of time. Jiao Yan was completely powerless to resist, and the cultivation of the Earth Xuan Realm could not help him in the slightest. Whenever his spiritual power penetrates the entire vein and covers his body, he will always be defeated by monsters in an instant. Then, the terrifying pressure struck again.

The cockroach wanted to roar, wanted to abuse, but never thought of begging the monster to let go. He had already lost to that monster in terms of cultivation, and mentally, he couldn't take even a step back.

He could perceive that many of the huge and complex spiritual veins in his body had been damaged to varying degrees, and his cultivation had long been inferior to the previous seven years.

He once again remembered the words of the predecessors of the Great Wilderness Beast Clan, "Entering the Demon Cave is like climbing Zale Mountain, step by step is more dangerous than step, step by step is more difficult than step by step" Zal Mountain is difficult to climb, and the world knows that it is difficult to climb. The whole mountain is windy, and every inch of the wind is stronger than the previous one. Thousands of zhang accumulated, and the wind at the top of the mountain was even said to be able to directly break through the space. It is even said that there are mysterious ancient beasts on the mountain, and almost every one of them is above the artistic conception.

The demons in the demon cave are not all above the artistic conception, and those black claws were very weak before. There is no wind in the demon cave that can cut the space, just a trace of cold current and a river of magma. However, there are real Heavenly Mystery Realm demons in the Demon Cave, and there is more than one.

Jiao Yan originally thought that with his superb cultivation in the Xuan Realm, even if he was not defeated by the demon in the cave, he could still escape by hanging the color. Unexpectedly, first Louis easily took away the weapon in his hand, and now he was so easily played with by this demon. Grief and shame filled his heart, and Jiao Yan had already had the idea of dying.

But the behemoth won't let him die, at least not yet. And although he desperately longed for death, he still had the last trace of life in his mind. The fluttering figure was lying on the cold thousand-year-old cold bed, waiting for his golden lotus seeds.

He wanted to get the golden lotus seeds, but he wasn't ready to really be like a pet and invite pets to behemoths. Anyway, you won't kill me, just let the torture come happily, I am the generalissimo of the Great Desolate Beast Clan, and I will never ask you for mercy.

As if sensing the determination of the cockroach, the behemoth stared at him in his palm with interesting eyes. Then he suddenly clenched his palm again, only this time it was very light, just to make sure that he caught the cockroach, and stabbed it into the lake.

The lake gradually changed from blue to dark blue, and then to now pitch black, and the cockroach opened its blazing eyes, and carefully looked at everything around it through the gaps in the fingers of the monster thicker than the tree. Darkness can block the prying eyes of ordinary mortals and beasts, but it can't stop the attention of cockroaches and monsters.

The monster grabbed the cockroach in its right hand and dived deeper and deeper. Suddenly, a light faintly appeared from the boundless darkness. The cockroach observed carefully, but because it was too deep and too far, it was always indistinguishable.

After diving down for a while, the light changed from "wiping" to "mass", getting bigger and bigger. The cockroach could only vaguely see that the shining thing seemed to be a disc-shaped thing. Just when the cockroach wanted to get closer and distinguish it carefully, the monster suddenly stopped. They are standing on a high mountain, yes, on a mountain, on a very high mountain, you heard it right.

The base of the mountain is naturally rooted in the endless depth of the lake, and there is a cave on top of the high peak. The cave was huge, occupying half of the mountain, and at this moment the monster was standing in front of it.

"How's it going, my cave is good, isn't it?" the monster asked.

Jiao Yan didn't speak, his eyes were still looking at the light in the depths, and he frowned.

Without any response from the cockroach, the monster couldn't help but be a little bored, shook his right hand a few times, and walked towards the cave.

It was pitch black outside the cave, and so was it inside the cave. But there was not a drop of water. For this, the cockroach is not half strange, any human water avoidance array can do it, and for the behemoth, it is naturally not worth mentioning.

The huge monster grabbed the cockroach and walked in the hole, but it was not crowded at all. There is no extravagant decoration in this cave, there is no dense intricate small caverns connected to each other, just like a hemisphere inverted, except for the large unbelievable, there is no carving or carving.

"It's your master, me, who's punched it out. The monster "intimate" explained, "I'm afraid you'll have to stay here for hundreds of years in the future, I hope you can like it." ”

Jiao Yan was indifferent, and actually cultivated in the giant palm of the monster.

When the monster saw it, it let out a terrible laugh again, but it ignored the behavior of the cockroach, and seemed to acquiesce.

The monster casually put the cockroach in his hand on the ground, and he lay down on all fours, and after a while, the snoring began to be deafening. Jiao Yan opened his eyes, glanced at the sleeping behemoth, and closed his eyes again to cultivate.

Jiao Yan has been cultivating for a long time, and the snoring is still "booming" in his ears, he wants to calculate how long it has passed, but it is still difficult to understand. He didn't try to get out of the big hole, and sat down cross-legged again to cultivate.

In this way, the cockroach has been cultivating in the cave, waking up many times during this time, but the monster's snoring has never stopped. Opening his eyes again, Jiao Yan stretched a big lazy waist.

Suddenly, the snoring stopped, and a fist as huge as a mountain slammed into him. The cockroach jerked backwards, then quickly rolled to the right. The fist kept chasing the figure of the cockroach, and as long as he dared to stay in one place for more than a moment, the hill would fall on him with unmistakable accuracy.

The cockroach kept moving and jumping in the big cave, and the afterimage was connected into a curved or straight line, like a deformed spider web.

After being hit again, the cockroach wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth and fled again without pause. From time to time, he would climb up the uneven and rough walls, and climb to the top of the cave as if he were walking on the ground, and his feet would stick to the roof of the cave. Just as the monster's fist was about to smash, it suddenly fell to the ground.

"Bang" Jiao Jiao was deeply embedded in the cave wall in a large shape, and just now, in the process of the Jiao Jiao's falling, the monster's fist came again and knocked him out fiercely.

Fragments of stone kept falling from the "big" pit of the humanoid, and the cockroach struggled, kicked on the wall, and rushed to the ground.

"Bang", the cockroach returned to the big pit. He rushed out again, and the monster's fist would come every time, rushing and smashing once, each time in the same place.

The humanoid "big" pit is getting deeper and deeper, and soon it will be twenty feet. The cockroach rushed out again stubbornly, covered in blood, with multiple fractures, and an extremely miserable appearance.

The ferocious fist did not continue to come as before, the cockroach stood firmly on the ground, and the snoring of the behemoth sounded again, like thunder, and there was no change from before, as if it had never woken up.

Jiao Yan glanced indifferently at the "sleeping" monster, but he suddenly jumped and moved again as if he was crazy.

Every time it jumped, it did its best, striving to get faster and faster, the angle was getting more and more off, and the direction of dodging became more and more elusive.

Standing on the top of the cave with both feet again, the cockroach ran quickly on the top of the cave. Sometimes it's a straight line, sometimes it's a circle, sometimes it's like the six-pointed star of the Beihai people, and sometimes it's like the Liangyi formation of the Great Chu Dynasty. His figure became more and more erratic, more and more unpredictable. You feel as if he's going to run to that point, but he's suddenly gone in the opposite direction. You feel like he's walking in a straight line, and suddenly he's got his feet on the wrong foot, and he "whew" around you and circled in an arc.

The behemoth's snoring was still unhurried, and it was booming. The cockroaches are running around non-stop, playing "very happy".