Fantasy: the Ancestor Has a Cannon

"Ancestor, it's not good. The Lord of the Demon Realm has led an attack. He has arrived at the gate of the mountain. Thousands of people have written in blood, respectfully asking Ancestor to take action." Li Xian raised his brows slightly, thought for a moment and handed over the stick-shaped object clamped to his ear. "Ancestor, what is this? Can it be worthy of the Lord of the Demon Realm?" "This is the pencil our ancestors used when drawing. You can type as you like." "Ancestor! Your pencil killed half of the enemies, but you were still crushed by the Lord of the Demon Realm." Li Xian's eyes gradually became angry. He handed over another spherical object and said, "Tell the disciples in the sect to withdraw." "Ancestor, are you going to ** us?" Facing the inquiries from his subordinates, Li Xian smiled calmly and said, "No, this thing is too powerful. Tell the disciples to stay away first." "Ancestor, what on earth is this?" "Entry-level nuclear grenade, do you want to know?" "What if this thing can't beat me... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.