"Demon Pill?"

The words of the Gu Diao were like a cold wind, which made the leopard and other little demons suddenly feel cold all over their bodies.

"Master...he wants our demon pill?"

"Without the demon pill, we will die!"

"Does Master want us to die?"

...

"Shut up!"

A cold shout suppressed the noise of the little demons.

Yin Shisan walked to Gu Diao with a stern face and said to the little demons: "My master is seriously injured. Shouldn't you disciples give out your demon pill? What else can you hesitate to?"

"Well said."

Gu Diao patted Yin Shisan's shoulder with relief, and suddenly said coldly in the latter's secretly happy gaze: "Since you have already had this awareness, let's take the lead for them!"

While speaking, his palm that was holding Yin Shisan's shoulder suddenly exerted force.

The powerful mana rushes into Yin Shisan's dantian, like a crazy tiger, rushing around in his body.

The next moment, Yin Shisan opened his mouth and sprayed a cloud of blood mist.

In the blood mist, a gray bead shot out and was grabbed by Gu Diao in his hand.

"Plop!"

Yin Shisan fell to the ground softly, staring at her eyes, and could not believe that his master would suddenly act fiercely until his death!

While playing with the demon pill in his hand, Gu Diao looked at the little demons who were already shocked, "Now your thirteenth brother has already presented the demon pill. Are you doing it yourself, or will I help you?"

"this……"

The leopard, who has always been good at speaking, opened its mouth, but could not say a word.

He just kept retreating, his eyes filled with fear.

Other little monsters are also retreating, and some have already shown their true colors and want to escape from here.

"It seems that you don't plan to give out the demon pill on your own initiative... It's a pity that none of the disciples voluntarily sacrifice themselves."

"No!"

Little Huangli suddenly stopped backing and looked at Gu Diao and said, "This is definitely not the master's idea! He will not use our lives to heal his injuries!"

"What do you mean is that I am acting under the name of your master?"

The face of the Gu Diao suddenly became cold.

He was unwilling to do it himself, because once this kind of murder of the little demon used to refine the alchemy was passed back to the heavenly court, the demon emperor would definitely punish him.

Even if the demon master Kunpeng deals with him in the middle, he will inevitably be scolded.

Hearing the little yellow lily's words at this moment, he couldn't help but feel angry.

The one who blames his senior brother Zhu Yan, and the one who angry is that such a little demon dares to slander and question him!

The face of the Gu Eagle gradually showed a cruel look.

"Since you don't want to give it to me, I can only take it myself!"

Amid the sneer, he waved forward gently.

Dozens of whirlwinds suddenly appeared, and each whirlwind accurately rolled up a little demon.

These little demons in the realm of the elixir were swept into the air without any time to react. Even if they showed their true bodies, they could not move at all.

The Gu Diao just hooked his fingers, and the whirlwinds wrapped around the little demons and came to him.

He looked at the closest little oriole and smiled and said, "You little bird is quite talented, so let's start with you!"

Seeing Gu Diao's big hand magnifying quickly in his vision, the little yellow orio couldn't help but shout in despair.

"Help, Master!"

Hearing the call of the little yellow oriole, Zhu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, had a hint of complexity in his eyes.

There was reluctance, nostalgia... In the end, all of these turned into indifference and determination.

Even though he was at the critical moment of life and death, the little Huangli still clearly saw the change in his mentor's eyes.

Despair froze her heart like ice.

Only a little light is still emitting warmth.

At this moment, the palm of the Gu Diao's about to fall suddenly stopped.

"Who is God Liu? When death is coming, why are you praying to him in your heart?"

The Gu eagle stared at the little oriole tightly.

The art of mind reading!

He is a great demon in the Golden Immortal Realm. Under his gaze, he couldn't hide anything in his heart, such a little demon as Xiao Huangli, from all his thoughts!

Hearing the Gu Diao's question, the little yellow orio's eyes involuntarily moved towards the big willow tree in the center of the valley.

Gu Diao looked over her gaze, then sneered:

"Isn't it the God of Willow you muttered to in your heart?

Hahaha... Is a mere mortal tree also suitable for the god position?"

The Gu Diao smiled disdainfully and pointed at the willow tree from afar.

However, nothing happened.

"Um?"

The Gu Diao frowned and stretched out his fingers at the willow tree again.

Still no response.

"strangeness."

The Gu Diao felt something was wrong. After calculating, the big tree in front of him was indeed an ordinary tree, not a spiritual root born innately.

But has this tree grown a little older?

Can Fanshu live for so long?

The answer is yes.

The prehistoric world is full of vitality, and both innate and acquired creatures have a long lifespan.

But this willow tree has lived for too long, right?

The Gu Diao could not deduce the specific age of the big willow tree, but only deduced it to two Yuanhui before, and this big willow tree already existed.

"It seems that there was no heaven at that time, right?"

The Gu Diao murmured to himself, and his eyes suddenly became hot when he looked at the big willow tree.

Although this willow tree does not look like it has any magic power fluctuations and does not seem to be intelligent, it has just endured his two tentative attacks but has no reaction.

He is a golden immortal. Even if he just has a random blow, he can open mountains and crack rocks, cut rivers and rivers.

This is enough to show the extraordinaryness of willow trees!

If this willow tree is used as the main material to make a magic weapon, it may be possible to refine a acquired spiritual treasure-level magic weapon!

Thinking of this, Gu Diao had no intention of harvesting any demon pills, so he immediately flashed under the willow tree.

"What a treasure tree... It looks ordinary from afar, but as long as you feel it carefully, you can sense a strong and powerful pulsation. This should be the sound of the underground roots absorbing spiritual power of the earth's veins..."

Among the big willow tree, Liu Bai looked at the Gu eagle that was getting closer and closer to him until the other party reached out to touch the trunk...

He could no longer hold it back!

I don’t care about cause and effect, but cause and effect come to me!

"Swish!"

There was a loud bang.

The earth shakes.

The whirlwind that wrapped around the little demons such as the little yellow oriole suddenly dissipated, causing them to fall heavily to the ground.

However, this impact is not even tickling for them.

"Strange. Uncle Master... Bah! Where did that Gu eagle go?"

The little oriole flew up to the sky and looked for a long time, but could not find any trace of the Gu eagle.

It seemed as if he had disappeared suddenly.

The only thing that was wrong was that the cracks in the valley seemed to have become wider, with dozens of feet wide at the widest point, and dark red magma and a hint of emerald green light could be seen in the depths.

They didn't know what was going on, but one person guessed it.

This person is their master, the demon god Zhu Yan.

Although his soul was seriously ignorant and almost difficult to move, it had improved a lot with the slow repair of the elixir.

Just now, when he saw Gu Diao standing under the willow tree and sighing about the "treasure tree", he thought to himself depressedly: Why haven't he discovered the special features of this willow tree in more than a hundred years? Gu Diao is so lucky, right?

Just when he was sore and heartbroken, he heard the loud noise and saw the green vines jumping out from the ground, rolling up the Gu eagle and dragging it back.

Zhu Yan instantly figured out why the little yellow oriole's family had the habit of worshiping willows, and also understood why he could save his life from the great witch before.

"Plop!"

Zhu Yan knelt straight on the ground and kowtowed to the big willow tree like pounding garlic.

"The little demon was obsessed with ghosts for a moment, so please forgive me!"
Chapter completed!