The strongest husband in the world

This mountain is barren and bare, no matter whether it is a mountain, a flat land or a valley, it seems that it has suffered a catastrophe, resulting in the death of life here.

"Well, you can start searching for the treasure. If you don't find the treasure, I will definitely destroy your place in the future."

Yang Yu has been tossed by Shenchao these days, and he is getting more and more unhappy with this place, and now he enters here, muttering words.

Chapter 1129 Bald Demon King [[-]]

In the depths of the ruins is the birthplace, and the powerful treasures naturally stay here, either quietly dormant, or born blood-stained.

However, there are many strong people in the depths of the ruins. Yang Yu has reached the limit of the Seven Caves, and there is only a thin line away from the Eight Caves. However, because of the Caves, Yang Yu has almost been able to compete with the existence of the Nine Caves.

However, Yang Yu still has a difficult time meeting the sealers who seal the strength. These guys are all at the princely level, and their strength is too terrifying. They are the absolute strongest.

Four or five days have passed since Yang Yu entered the ruins. He has fought more than a dozen times, and encountered sealers three times, all of which were very difficult.

However, he killed five ancient relics, and after eating them, Yang Yu broke through the Eight Caves.

"Ok?"

On the fifth day, Yang Yu was walking among a mountain range, when he suddenly saw a white light on the dark mountain wall, he stepped forward to check it in surprise?

The mountain wall is radiant, and the whole body is dark. There is an unknown wooden weapon stuck on it, and only one handle is outside at this time.

"This should be a treasure. It was inserted into the peak of the ruins, and there has been no movement. Is it dormant or a waste product?"

Yang Yu held the handle, feeling puzzled in his heart.

"Huh? It feels very strange. This treasure contains mysterious energy fluctuations!"

After a long time, Yang Yu felt a very secret energy fluctuation, which came from this treasure!

"Huo, isn't this treasure still something extraordinary?" Yang Yu looked at the wooden handle in surprise, his eyes flickering.

"rise!"

Without further ado, Yang Yu started directly, holding the handle with both hands, the runes in his body flickered, and his arms exploded with all his strength, trying to pull out the treasure.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

With a sound, this treasure was gradually pulled out by Yang Yu from the mountain wall.

"Drink!" After half an hour, Yang Yu shouted angrily, and the last part of the treasure was pulled out, which turned out to be a wooden knife.

The knife is three feet long and not very wide. It looks like a wooden knife polished from an unknown piece of wood. It looks very rough. There is even a crack on the blade of the wooden knife. It looks like a waste product .

"Is this a wooden knife made of pure wood? It looks like it has gone through vicissitudes of life and came from ancient times."

Yang Yu looked at the wooden knife with golden light in his eyes, helping Yang Yu to observe the mysterious value of this wooden knife.

Yang Yu looked at it for a long time, but didn't find anything special. In the end, he even slashed at the mountain wall without leaving a trace. It seems that it is not as good as ordinary iron weapons!

"The mysterious energy inside has also disappeared, and I can't feel it. Now this wooden knife is not as good as a pair of chopsticks."

Yang Yu put away the wooden knife helplessly, the chopsticks in his mouth were naturally ivory chopsticks...

"Well, let's look for the treasure. After so many days, I haven't found a single powerful treasure. This shit relic is not as real as hunting the ancient relics myself."

Yang Yu pursed his lips, he was speechless about this ruin, and became more and more unhappy.

Another seven days passed, and Yang Yu still had nothing to gain. Except for a subduing magic pestle, he didn't even see the shadow of the treasure.

Such a result made Yang Yu's face darken, and he directly changed his original intention. He held the subduing pestle in his right hand, and his left hand turned into a Kunpeng claw, and began to hunt and kill the ancient relics in the ruins.

Not long after, Xiaoxitian's reputation as the bald-headed demon king began to spread in the ruins, and all the ancient relics were frightened to hunt for treasures in the ruins, as long as they met a little monk with a magic pestle in his right hand and a golden bird claw in his left hand , fled immediately, without any hesitation at all.

At this time, only seven days have passed, and Yang Yu has hunted and killed more than 40 ancient relics, each of which is powerful, and there are even two almost pure blood, powerful and terrifying.

Among them are the powerful 狻猊, the perverted Pixiu, the devil birds that soar into the sky, and the devil insects that run rampant underground, almost flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water, all of which were killed by Yang Yu. They were all set up by Yang Yu and boiled.

Among them, several battles made these ancient remnants frightened.

Once, Yang Yu hunted and killed a suanni, who knows that four or five ancient relics came just in search of treasure. Seeing this, they immediately shot to kill Yang Yu.

However, only ten minutes later, a total of six powerful ancient relics were all killed, and their heads were all smashed to pieces by a demon pestle.

Not long after, two ancient relics with pure blood joined forces to kill Yang Yu. This was a terrifying existence whose blood was so pure that it was about to reach the level of a pure-blooded cub.

However, it still didn't last more than ten minutes in Yang Yu's hands, and the two ancient relics were all killed, one was roasted into jerky, and the other was boiled into broth.

At that time, it could be said that the fragrance was wafting all around, the sun was shining into the sky, and the two ancient relics that were close to pure-blooded creatures were made into food in this way.

Sure enough, more than a dozen primordial remnants were attracted to them, but they were not easy to do. They even fought coldly and fled quickly when they saw Yang Yu eating meat.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Yu's reputation for hunting the ancient relics spread instantly. All the ancient relics knew that there was a ten-year-old monk who hunted the ancient relics and made soup everywhere in the relics.

And the news of Yang Yu's achievements also made every one of the ancient relics look serious. When they saw Yang Yu staring at him with bright eyes, they would be so frightened that their livers would be torn apart.

Xiao Xitian's bald-headed demon king's name also fell on Yang Yu's head logically. Everyone knew that Xiao Xitian had a monstrous evildoer. Judging from his current terrifying reputation, he was not much worse than that double-pupiled Shi Yi, and was even more vicious. .

As for why they knew that Yang Yu was from Xiao Xitian, it was actually a coincidence.

The Demon Subduing Pestle that Yang Yu picked up turned out to be the precious treasure of Xiao Xitian, an ancient powerful treasure. It was very famous in ancient times, and it was a powerful treasure that could frighten one party.

Now it appears in the hands of Yang Yu, a Buddhist cultivator, and Yang Yu also has a treasure made of white jade dragon elephant ivory.

Even if Yang Yu stood up and announced loudly that he was not from Xiaoxitian, no one would believe him...

It can't be such a coincidence, what's more, Xiao Xitian may be one of the forces that dare to slaughter the ancient remnants like this...

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the poor monk sees that you look very strong, why don't we look for treasures in this ruins together!"

Yang Yu appeared behind an ancient remnant and said with a smile.

"Get out!" The immemorial relic was very impatient, and was about to slap Yang Yu to death with his paw.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is too murderous. For the sake of the world, the poor monk can only kill you."

Yang Yu blocked the beast's claws, said a word, and started to slaughter directly.

A few minutes later, the fragrance wafts everywhere...

Chapter 1130 Fenbao Cliff [[-]]

"Amitabha, the poor monk is amazed at the skeletons of the donors. He must be a wizard of Taoism. The poor monk has a few powerful bones here. We only need a piece of true blood to exchange..."

A few days later, Yang Yu met three blood-devouring demon wolves, an extremely bloodthirsty remnant from ancient times, with joy on their faces, they chased after them and asked.