C11 What Do You Want to Become?

Wumo looked at him with an even colder expression. "Don't you have children? "Even if you don't have children, have you ever thought about those parents who are heartbroken because they lost their children?"

This was the Cultivation Realm, where the strong ruled the weak. Of course, he didn't expect these cold-blooded demons to understand the moral bottom line of the mortal world.

However, he had to defend it!

The child was so young, so he had to protect him well. That was the future of the Human Realm.

"I, I..." The baldy lowered his head in shame, unable to continue.

"Where is he?" Wumo asked directly.

He tightened his robe. The bald man said reluctantly, "I actually don't know where he is. I don't even know what he looks like. I only know that his magic power is strong, but he's not a cultivator."

Hearing this, Wumo sneered without a trace. He gently rubbed the coal ball in his arms. Suddenly, a layer of transparent spiritual sense burst out from his body and swept across the entire mountain in an instant. It didn't take long before he found something.

His narrow and narrow phoenix eyes looked at a tall stone statue not far away, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He guessed that he should have... found it.

Wumo walked slowly towards the stone statue and said, "Are you coming out?"

Seeing that the stone statue was still standing there, Wumo thought that he had hidden himself well and did not show any signs of life. However, if the tail of the trembling snake did not appear behind the stone statue...

It had indeed hidden well.

"Black ball, black ball..." Wumo lowered his head and used his beautiful fingertips to scratch the black ball's cute little ears like a cat. He said unhurriedly, "Have you eaten the taste snake? The taste is fragrant, spicy, and has an endless aftertaste. In fact, even if the skin is peeled clean, the snake stew is also extremely delicious..."

Black Ball:... ""

The snake was still disguised as a statue. When it heard Wumo's words, it panicked and shook its tail even more violently.

Even the statue seemed to want it to break.

It was too f * cking scary. Damn it!

It had never seen a cultivator who knew how to eat a demon before! What should I do if I can't beat him!

Wumo slowly raised his head to look at it. His voice was a little cold. "Why aren't you coming out yet? I'm not very patient."

If you don't come out, put the ball and bite you!

The stone statue paused for a moment. Then, a large amount of black Qi suddenly surged out from the stone statue. With a "hong" sound, the stone statue suddenly exploded.

After that, a huge dragon with shiny black scales and a body as large as a train appeared in front of Wumo with a cold glint in its eyes.

Just by looking at its ferocious appearance, everyone could guess that this dragon was not far away from becoming a true dragon.

Looking at the ant-like Wumo, it didn't dare to let its guard down. It opened its mouth and let out a sharp roar at Wumo. An even denser black aura surged around its body, covering the entire mountain in large swaths.

There was still a majestic demonic power on his body, and it was quietly brewing! He was prepared to go all out to fight this hateful cultivator in front of him in a world-shaking battle!

If it was really going to be eaten today, it would be as if he was going to fight it out!

This demon was the strongest demon Wumo had encountered since he transmigrated for more than a year. But facing such a powerful demon, Wumo still had a calm expression on his face. There was still no expression on his handsome face.

However, when he looked at the snake head that was larger than a truck, he seemed to be in a dilemma.

Just as the enormous and terrifying mouth of the Flood Dragon was about to bite at Wumo...

Venerable Wumo sighed regretfully. "You're too big. You have to cut it into pieces."

The flood dragon opened his mouth wide and stopped in midair. He asked in surprise, "What, what?"

"You are too big. How many pieces do you want to turn into if you can't cook it in one pot?" Wumo looked at it with a serious expression and said.

In fact, if the ingredients were destroyed, it would affect the freshness and texture. ...

Wumo held his chin and pondered seriously. "I don't know if this storage ring can hold your body. Wait a minute. I'll cut you into three pieces later and see if I can hold it..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and carefully rummaged through the bag on his sleeve. In an instant, he took out seven or eight storage rings.

Hmm, this is for seafood, this is for vegetables and fruits, this is for staple food, this is for seasoning, um... This is for daily necessities, Then this one... ...

Black Ball:... "" For some reason, he was not surprised at all. He was even a little numb to what was going on.

Everyone:... "" Are they really going to eat?

Yaojiao Guang:... " “！！！ "You want to chop me into three pieces?!