C5 One Hundred Ways to Eat Coal Balls

Even if he had come across a powerful identity, he was nothing more than a salted fish who knew how to eat. But this time, because of those children, he could not ignore them!

"But who exactly caught them? ... "" Wumo was muttering to himself when he suddenly felt a slight pain on his fingertips. He looked down and saw the fluffy black ball twisting its little butt and biting at it with all its might with its index finger in its mouth.

It seemed like it was still eating. It seemed... it could not chew too much?

This sovereign is angered to death. After transcending a tribulation, he actually lost his teeth, unable to bite through his fingers. How is he going to make the contract?

Originally, the black ball wanted to give Wumo a secret contract that could control his opponent. This was his own creation, but he had to have Wumo's blood.

But now, he didn't even have teeth. Are you angry or not?

"Don't bite." He slowly pulled out his index finger and shook it with disdain. Then, a small ball of blue flame appeared on his fingertip. It approached him with a bright light, as if it was threatening him.

With a calm expression, he slowly said, "If you continue biting, I will burn your little butt..."

When the black ball saw the flame that was emitting a terrifying temperature, its body froze and it instantly became obedient. Three, Three Flavorings True Fire? This was the nemesis of the Devil Clan. ...

With its current weak appearance like an egg, even the slightest touch would burn its soul. If its soul was burned, it would never be able to turn into a true god's body.

However, he did have a way to save his life. It was just that he was unwilling to call that person out unless it was absolutely necessary.

Could it be that Wumo knew that he was from the Devil Clan? Hehe, the people of the Cultivation Realm will never make me like them!

He gritted his teeth and glared at Wumo. How dare he threaten me?

Just you wait. One day, I will strip you naked and roast you on the rack!

Wumo did not know what it was thinking. He withdrew the flame and healed it with a healing spell. However, his actions surprised Black Ball.

Why did this Wumo treat its injuries? What was his purpose?

Before long, most of the wounds on the black ball had healed. The rest of the wounds could not be healed by just healing. He retracted his healing magic. When he saw that the coal ball had settled down in his arms and was about to ask it something, he released his divine sense for a long time and suddenly heard a call for help from the north.

His expression turned cold and he teleported directly to the source of the sound. It was at the foot of a remote mountain area. There were several dilapidated wooden houses standing in twos and threes.

Wumo listened carefully. In a larger wooden house, the cries of many children could be heard intermittently. The sky did not dare to delay any longer. Just as he was about to push open the door and enter, a few cold arrows shot towards him at high speed.

However, as the number one Immortal Venerable of the Cultivation Realm, Wumo wouldn't put these few iron arrows in his eyes.

Looking at the arrows shooting towards him at lightning speed, he sneered. He grabbed the black ball in his arms with one hand and threw it crazily!

In an instant, the arrows were shot back in the opposite direction. "Bang! Bang!

Lord Devil God, who was dizzy from being thrown, rolled his eyes and almost spat it out.

Wumo! You actually used my noble body as a shield?!

Just you wait!

Wumo, who had shot all the arrows back, looked at the black ball in his hand. He nodded to it with a serious smile, indicating that he was very satisfied with this black ball shield.

And it felt good, a five-star rating!

The black ball Devil God was speechless. For some reason, he felt that he had recognized it.

As soon as he stepped into the broken house, he realized that the source of the sound was actually from the basement.

Wumo lowered his pale blue eyes and released his divine sense to check the basement. What he saw was that in a dark and damp basement, hundreds of boys and girls were tied up in a mess.

They were all crying in fear, and there were more or less whip marks on their bodies. Some children didn't know that they were hungry. They were extremely tired from crying. They were lying on the side with pale faces.

Wumo quickly withdrew his divine sense. With a solemn expression, he crushed a jade plate and teleported to the front of the children. He used the Night Pearl to light up the entire basement.

Suddenly feeling the light, the children knew that someone had come, but they instantly cried even louder. "Let us out, don't hit us! Wuwuwu..."

"Stop hitting us, we'll listen to you."

Don't be afraid, I am, I am here to save you! " Wumo, who was usually calm, heard the children's anxious cries. He was at a loss for what to do. "If you don't believe me, look. I brought you toys. They are black balls."

Black ball:... "" I am the God of Devil Clan, who is worshipped by all devils. I was actually treated as a toy by him. I even named it a black ball?!

It gritted its teeth. Wumo, just you wait!