"Forget it. Since you don't value it, I'll crush it to death!"
"You don't take it seriously anyway!"
The ancient voice was filled with great mockery.
With that, two more tentacles pierced through the Ashen Illusory Beast's body.
The bright red liquid was crazily absorbed. It was the blood of the Ashen Illusory Beast.
The wail of the Ashen Illusory Beast resounded for thousands of miles, incomparably miserable.
"Master! Please attack!"
"If this continues, Old Ashen really can't take it anymore!" Little Bone hurriedly begged.
"Old Ashen didn't run around on purpose. He wanted to see if he could discover any special treasure chests or items like last time!"
"He also wants to make a huge contribution to you!"
"Even if it's a punishment, it's about enough!" Little Roc kept persuading.
He felt that the reason why Zhou Han did not attack for a long time was because he was angry with the Ashen Illusory Beast.