···“ Why do you care so much...

Now that you know he's just a head-scratcher... It doesn't matter if he can speak, no matter what martial arts he knows...

Just use this, kill it in a few hits, isn't it over?"

Wang Liyu muttered to himself, and even slapped his head a few times after speaking, as if he was himself just now, extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

"Hey, brute, since you're going to say something about someone. So, I think... When you see this... In your heart, you must be scared. ”

After speaking, he took out an inch-long copper rod from his waist, which was an inch-long water chestnut eight-sided bowl, looking at its appearance, although it was far inferior to the previous saber spirit, but... I don't know why, but Ant Mo is in my heart, for some reason, when I see this stick, I feel a little creepy all over my body.

···“ What is that, and why am I... I felt like I wanted to run away just by seeing this thing. ”

Ant Mo silently read in his heart, he didn't understand what it was, why he just glanced at it, and then he felt a thing called 'fear'.

And when he came to his senses, he had already found that when he was stunned, he had already retreated no less than ten feet away, and even kept flying backwards...

“··· Hmph, forget it, come to think of it, you uncivilized beast doesn't know what this is.

I'll tell you before I kill you today. ”

"The name of this pestle 'Demon Suppression Pestle' was originally a magic weapon used by an immortal with endless and powerful cultivation before the endless years..."Yu said this, Wang Li's expression was full of yearning. He couldn't help but clench his fists with both hands.

“··· Although this thing is far from being genuine, the real 'Demon Pestle' may still be in the hands of one of its immortals, but... In the Lanjiao Continent, a genius was born 10,000 years ago...

His qualifications are amazing, he has reached the realm of half-immortals in just a hundred years, and he is only one step away from becoming an immortal, but...

But he deliberately suppressed his own cultivation, and it took him thousands of years to successfully imitate it, the fake of the 'Demon Pestle' that was only in the endless years, in the endless myths and legends...

And although it is a fake, it is a legend, and with only one blow, he shattered about 30% of the continent's territory, forming today's inland sea. ”

"With his earth-shattering qualifications, he became the first person in more than 10,000 years to use a magic weapon to crush the ascension of the 'Immortal Tribulation'. And with it taking the demon pestle, it soared away from Lan Lian, and its power was also recorded by many people back then..."

When he said this, Wang Li's eyes showed a bit of excitement, that is, a desire for ascension, for becoming an immortal...

"Among them, there is a Nirvana power, after watching the monstrous power of the 'Demon Pestle', he gave up the pursuit of one of his lives, and instead used his life to specialize in research, bent on creating a 'Demon Pestle' with endless divine power...

But his qualifications and talents are far inferior to any genius, and after more than three hundred years in the past, the power returns to dust, and the earth returns to the earth, and he ends up with hatred.

··· However, his descendants are based on that part of the will.

Sixteen generations of inheritors, after nearly 5,000 years of time, finally created twelve pairs of treasures with monstrous power, although the power of the 'Demon Pestle' created by it is not as powerful as 10,000 years ago, which genius created the Demon Pestle. It can only be called a 'fake of fakes'..."

"But... It is in the inheritance of legends and myths, the most critical point, it is rumored that this pestle, the number is to cut off all sins, can cut off all evil spells. It can also 'suppress all demons and monsters in the world' just by virtue of its existence.

And you... It's the demon !! among them."

After Yu finished saying a lot of words, Wang Li sneered a few times, then lifted the copper pestle and pointed directly at the ant ink, and the ant ink was Yu saw the copper pestle, his six eyes contracted, and the cold sweat fell from his brow, turned into raindrops, and fell to the ground.

On the other hand, the many little monkeys on the side were also like a sandslide for a while, and they scattered and ran away.

“··· The record is dry, the folding rod and magic pestle in my hand is just a fake imitation of the copper pestle in the 'Twelve Pestles of the Extreme'... But...

If you kill a demon beast like you whose cultivation is nothing but shaking the mountain, then it will be enough. I don't care if you know what martial arts you do, as long as you use this, at most a few times, you will be beaten and reported to the king of Hades!"

After speaking, Wang Li rushed up with the demon pestle, and Ant Mo also somehow froze in place for a while, unable to move...

A pestle was waved apart, and although it had not yet hit the ant ink, he was in the dark, as if he felt as if he was being pierced by its countless sharp needles.

A pestle struck, how could he dare to resist? Hurriedly flew away, and after retreating for more than ten zhang, he looked at his demon-slaying pestle with a frightened face, just feeling... Ant Mo felt that if he was hit by this pestle, he was afraid... This is an intuition, a kind of intuition between living beings, a feeling of death that threatens one's life and death!!

"In that case..."

Ant Moyu looked at Wang Li vigilantly as he galloped and muttered.

···“ I feel like I'd better run now. ”

After Yu finished speaking, Ant Mo flew away without looking back, leaving only Wang Li, who was still standing in place alone and stunned, didn't know what to say for a while.

In fact, when Ant Mo was wandering alone in the Tianding Forest, he often encountered demon beasts that he couldn't defeat, and the most useful way to deal with these demon beasts was to deal with them... Either he dies and becomes a dead soul in his mouth, or he runs away...

And apparently obviously, the latter is the choice of the ant...

···“ Hmph, a beast is a beast, and if you can't beat it, you know how to run. Although, I'm too lazy to chase a brute like you...

But since you have destroyed Lao Tzu's orchard, then you must pay the price..."

Wang Li looked at the orchard behind him, although he still didn't know that Yu Yu's real culprit had already run away...