C1113 It Was like Destroying Dry Weeds and Crushing Rotten Wood

The Golden Toad glared at Wu Xiaoming, who was deep in the clouds, and then turned its attention to the group of ants.

It really couldn't understand how these ants, who were at the Quasi Saint level, had the guts to provoke it, a half-Saint.

Although ants could bite an elephant to death, ants were still ants at the end of the day. Even if there were tens of thousands of ants