Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

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The old demon threw a dying lake on the ground and gazed at Wang Hao.

The only person found here to be around Wu Wang who couldn't see through the cultivation was the wooden man.

But a piece of broken wood, where can you be stronger?!

Can a piece of broken wood still be cultivated to heaven this year?!

When the old demon confirmed that there was no incense in it, and no one was his opponent, he couldn't resist the stupidity of his heart.

Wood measured the old devil's head and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. "Turns out it's a holy turtle, what a good thing! ”

Wang Hao asked curiously: "How good?! ”

The wood revealed an eclectic appearance, "Their flesh is very tender, chewy, infinitely flavorful and irresistible. In ancient times, they were a must have for VIP guests. ”

The old demon's back was cold, his mind trembled, and he had an instinctive urge to run away with his legs.

But think about it, nobody here is his opponent, what's he got to run for!?

Thinking about it, the old devil was angry: “A little wooden man dared to humiliate his husband so much that he didn't tear you apart today and burn you as firewood. ”

Just now, the whole scene gave the old demon a sympathetic look. This is just typical of not dying, you won't die!

However, the body of wood is indeed deceptive, and who would have thought that a wooden man would be a super strong man of ancient times?

Especially when wood doesn't do it, the breath doesn't leak at all, like ordinary people, it really doesn't remind people of the master.

“I'd like to see today if you use me as a firewood, or if I burn you into a table feast.” Wood grinned, a flash disappeared in place.

The old demon's pupils shrink sharply, fast, really too fast. The breath just revealed is a powerful god.

“Seniors, everything is a misunderstanding, forgive me...” The old devil was so scared he begged for forgiveness.

But my heart is extremely depressed, even if I was previously targeted by incense, after all, I have an old ancestor who eats food.

But now I'm being watched by a wooden man. What do you call that?!

Wood didn't give the old demon a chance to react. He grabbed his neck and threw it hard on the ground.

“Ah…”

Immediately, the old demon made a terrible cry and his body was constantly changing.

Soon, an old turtle two or three meters long appeared in place.

At the same time, as the old demon's head revealed itself, people smelled a tempting fragrance, constantly provoking people's taste buds.

Wang Hao swallowed his saliva, “No wonder Gusteau rated it as a first-grade ingredient. This hasn't been served yet, and the fragrance has come out. ”

Wood explains: "Holy Magic Turtles are naturally fond of spiritual grass, spiritual fruits, and their flesh is deliciously moisturized, and the older they are, the more fragrant they taste. ”

Wang Hao nodded suddenly, no wonder no major forces found chaos trees on the star of death.

And this old turtle could say, one by one, that the tree was a treasure, so they were born with a sense of spiritual fruit, spiritual grass.

“Forgive me, sir, but the turtle is blind to Taishan offending you...”

The old turtle was scared and begged for forgiveness. This time he appeared in the original form. If you dare to resist again, you can't get out of the pot immediately?!

Wood didn't move, he ate a few holy turtles in ancient times and never had any mercy from his men.

Even if he turns into a wooden man and can't eat the Holy Turtle now, his hands will never be soft when it's time to do so.

Old turtle scared cold sweat and hurried to Wang Hao: “Brother Wang Hao, I am the spy you put next to Li Yunyang, do you just watch me die?! ”

Wang Hao smiled and asked: “Then tell me, where is Li Yunyang's dragon tomb?! ”

"Li Yunyang told me that dragon tombs would appear on the road to death. ”

“The road to death!” Wang Hao stunned, this seems to be on the way!

Wood whispered: "Four times in the tombs of dragons in the ancient times, each appearing on the path of death. ”

Wang Hao nodded, “We were on our way to heaven, so we went round to the Dragon Tomb. ”

“Whatever! ”

The wooden hand waved and someplace took out a knife.

The old turtle screamed frighteningly, "Brother Wang Hao, as I said, can't you just watch your partner turn into a dish without moving!? ”

Wang Hao joked: “What does this god want to do? Do you think I dare!? ”

The old turtle looked up at the wood and begged, “Can we go back to the past and pretend nothing happened?!? ”

“Oops, you're pretty funny when you're dying!” Wood grinned coldly: “Have you ever heard, broken strings, how can you not even feel like before!? ”

The old turtle cried his face, “Then we can make this a secret that we can't tell each other!? ”

Wang Hao turned his eyes and didn't have a good airway: “I said the two of you are endless. Give me Jay Zhou here, right?! ”

“Who's Jay Chow!?” Old turtle, wood curiosity asked.

Wang Hao was speechless, turned away and sat waiting for Wang Ba Tang.

The old turtle hurried, “Brother Wang Hao, if you save me, I will spy for you for free. ”

Wang Hao turned around and said softly: “You said it yourself, not to force you! ”

The old turtle nodded his head with tears. This time, he lost both his wife and his army. Not only did Wang Hao fail to rob it, but he also compensated Li Yunyang for his future odds.

Even he spends so much time lurking next to Li Yunyang and sending information to Wang Hao out of conscience. What a big loss.

But the knife was on his neck, and the pot was not far away, which he had to disagree with.

At the same time, the old turtle warned himself that if he saw those who could not see him in the future, he must not talk more nonsense.

Lingxiao et al. showed such a look, and those who cooperated with Wang Hao would never have a good ending.

Wood couldn't help but ask: "Are you really going to let it taste so good!? ”

“Is it really that good?!?” Wang Hao weighed the old turtle. This one said the old turtle was delicious and made his index finger move.

The old turtle even shook his head, “It's not good, it's not good at all...”

Wang Hao thought, "Forget it, let him go back to Li Yunyang, remember to draw some blood. ”

The old devil shouted in horror: "Why are you drawing my blood?! ”

Wang Hao picked his eyebrows, “Guess what! ”

Ling Xiao and others rolled their white eyes, the thing they most hated was Wang Hao this guy said this, giving people the urge to beat him up...