736 My Treasure, Please Return

"Now, kill the One-Legged Bull on your left. Otherwise, you will never see your Bai Ze again." The Zombie Scarecrow's voice befell the ears of the crowd of beasts like a funeral bell.

Zhu Yan's body quaked. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

He was not a Zhu Yan by birth. It was just that he had some Zhu Yan blood running through his veins. It was very diluted and he did not know how many generations there were in between.

Over a long period of time, he had finally increased the thickness of his Zhu Yan blood, purifying it gradually to the point where he was nearly a pure-blood Zhu Yan.

So, in his bones, he was still that little monkey on the mountain.

Zhu Yan's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He clenched his fists in a death grip.

"Big Sea, can we snatch the soul from him?" Gao Peng asked Fatty Big Sea internally.

Fatty Big Sea said in a low voice, "It would be very difficult."

"What if Dumby strikes?"