Chapter 1129: The Bald Demon [1]

In the depths of the ruins, it was the birthplace, and the powerful treasures naturally stayed here, either quietly dormant or born with blood.
However, there are also many strong people in the depths of the ruins. Yang Yu has reached the limit of seven caves and is only a line away from eight caves, but because of caves, Yang Yu has almost been able to contend with the existence of nine caves.
However, Yang Yu still has troubles when encountering sealers with sealing strength. These guys are all princely, and the strength is too terrifying, and they are definitely the strongest.
Four or five days have passed since Yang Yu entered the ruins, and he has fought more than a dozen times, including three encounters with sealers, all of which are very difficult.
However, he killed five of the Primordial Relics, and after eating them, Yang Yu broke through the Eight Caverns. Everything seemed like a matter of time. The establishment of the 20 Primordial Relics was hard-won.
"Ok?"
On the fifth day, Yang Yu was walking between a mountain range, and suddenly saw a little white light on the dark mountain wall. He was a little surprised to look forward?
The mountain wall is radiant and dark, with a wooden weapon of unknown reason inserted on it, and only one handle is outside at this time.
"This should be a treasure, inserted into the peak of the ruins, there has been no movement, is it dormant or a waste?"
Yang Yu held the handle, wondering in his heart.
"Huh? It feels very peculiar, this treasure contains mysterious energy fluctuations!"
For a long time, Yang Yu felt a very secret energy fluctuation, which came from this treasure!
"Huo, is this treasure still something incredible?" Yang Yu looked at the wooden handle in surprise, his eyes flickering.
"Get up!"
Apart from anything else, Yang Yu started directly, holding both hands on the handle, the runes flashed in his body, his arms exploded with all his strength to pull out this treasure.
"Crack..."
"Crack..."
With a sound of sound, this treasure was gradually pulled out by Yang Yu from the mountain wall.
"Drink!" After half an hour, Yang Yu shouted angrily, the last part of this treasure was pulled out, this 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, which looks like a scrap. .
"This is a wooden knife made of pure wood? It looks like it has gone through the vicissitudes of life, from ancient times."
Yang Yu looked at the wooden knife with golden light in his eyes, helping Yang Yu observe the mysterious value of this wooden knife.
Yang Yu watched for a long time, but found nothing special. In the end, he even slashed towards the mountain wall. He couldn't even leave a trace. It seemed that he was inferior to ordinary iron weapons!
"The mysterious energy inside has also disappeared. I can't feel it. Now this wooden knife is not as good as a pair of chopsticks."
Yang Yu reluctantly put away the wooden knife, the chopsticks in his mouth are naturally ivory chopsticks...
"Well, let's look for the treasure. For so many days, a powerful treasure has not been searched. This relic is not as good as I hunted the Primordial Relic."
Yang Yu curled his lips, feeling very speechless about this ruin, becoming more and more unhappy.
Seven days later, Yang Yu still had nothing to gain, except for a descending magic pestle, he didn't even see the shadow of the treasure.
As a result, Yang Yu's face was dark, and he changed his original intention directly. Holding the Demon Pestle in his right hand, his left hand turned into Kunpeng claws, and he began to hunt down the ancient relics in the ruins.
Not long after, the reputation of Xiaoxitian Bald Demon King began to spread among the ruins. All the Primordial Relics were treacherously hunting treasures in the ruins. As long as they met a little monk who was descending the magic pestle in his right hand and golden claws in his left hand , Immediately fled, without hesitation at all.
At this time, only seven days had passed. Yang Yu had already hunted down more than forty Primordial Relics, each of which was powerful, and even two of them were almost pure blood, powerful and terrifying.
Among them, there are more powerful 猊, perverted brave, demon birds that soar into the sky, and demon insects that are rampant under the ground, almost flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, they were all killed by Yang Yu, all They were all set up by Yang Yu in the ancient Ding-cooked.
Among them, several battles made these Primordial Remains frightened.
Once, Yang Yu hunted down a scorpion. Unexpectedly, four or five Primordial Relics just came to hunt for treasure. Seeing this, he immediately tried to kill Yang Yu.
However, only ten minutes later, a total of six powerful Primordial Relics were all killed, and their heads were all hammered by a Jiang Mo pestle.
Before long, two more pure-blooded Primordial Relics joined forces to kill Yang Yu. This was a terrifying existence that was pure enough to reach the level of pure-blooded cubs.
However, it still didn't last more than ten minutes in Yang Yu's hands, and the two ancient heritages were all killed, one was roasted into dried meat and the other was boiled into broth.
At that time, it could be said that the fragrance was drifting four miles away, and the sky was shining brightly, and the two ancient relics that were close to pure-blooded creatures were made into food in this way.
When yes, more than a dozen Primordial Relics were attracted to the past, but they were not easy to use. Even when they saw Yang Yu eating meat, he fought a cold war and quickly escaped.
It is precisely because of this that the name of Yang Yu's hunting of the Primordial Relics spread instantly, and all the Primordial Relics knew that there was a ten-year-old monk hunting the Primordial Relics everywhere in the ruins to cook soup and drink.
And Yang Yu's record also came, making each of the Primordial Legacy Seeds look solemn, and when they saw Yang Yu staring at him with bright eyes, they would be frightened.
The name of Xiao Xitian Bald Demon King also naturally fell on Yang Yu's head. Everyone knew that Xiao Xitian had a wicked evildoer. Judging from the frightening reputation today, it is not much worse than the heavy-pupil Shi Yi, and even more cruel. .
As for why they knew Yang Yu was from Xiaoxitian, everything was actually a coincidence.
The descending magic pestle that Yang Yu picked up turned out to be a treasure of an ancient power in Xiao Xitian. It was very famous in ancient times, and it was a powerful treasure that could shock one party.
Now it appears in the hands of the Buddha, Yang Yu, plus Yang Yu still has a treasure made of white jade dragon ivory.
Even if Yang Yu stood up and announced loudly that he was not from Xiaoxitian, no one would believe it...
It can't be such a coincidence. What's more, Xiao Xitian might be a force who dares to slaughter the Primordial Relics like this...
"Amitabha, this benefactor, the poor monk sees you are very strong, why not let us look for treasures in this ruin together!"
Yang Yu appeared behind an ancient relic and said with a smile.
"Fuck!" This Primordial Relic was very impatient, and was about to slap Yang Yu to death.
"Amitabha, the benefactor is too aggressive, and the poor monk can only kill you for the sake of the world."
Yang Yu blocked the beast's claws, said, and directly started the massacre.
A few minutes later, the fragrance floats around...
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