The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

Hongjun was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "This is the fate of the evolution of the prehistoric. If the lich cannot be destroyed together, how can the human race become the protagonist of the world? I ask fellow Taoists to decide whether it is important or not."

Ling Chi was silent for a long time, then sighed: "That's all."

Seeing that Ling Chi gave up on intervening, Hong Jun heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to have a talk with the veteran Daoist?"

Ling Chi glanced at him, and said indifferently: "When will fellow Taoist talk to me?"

Hongjun said: "How about when the Lich War ends?"

"...Alright."

Ling Chi and Hong Jun sat facing each other, a chessboard appeared on the table, Hong Jun held the black and went first, and at the same time waved his hand, a picture appeared on both sides of the two, in the picture appeared a Taoist with a sense of immortality , is rushing cautiously to the fairy island of Yingzhou in the East China Sea.

This Taoist was transformed by Zhunti, and Zhunti went all the way to the East China Sea. He knew what he was going to do. very excited.

Around Yingzhou Xiandao, there are troops and formations arranged by Emperor Jun.However, mere formations and people, how can it be difficult for a saint, Zhunti came to the outskirts of Yingzhou Immortal Island without anyone noticing, and began to look at the formations arranged by Dijun. People are not simple, so you need to be careful.

Fortunately, the sage's power is boundless, and after careful study, Zhunti found the trick to break through the formation without being noticed by Dijun.

After that, he began to slowly break the formation.

Less than ten years later, Zhunti broke through the formation and came to Yingzhou Xiandao.

As soon as he walked in, the rich aura of Xiandao made Zhun Ti salivate with envy and indignation: "Damn Luo Hu, if it weren't for you bastard, how could my west be reduced to such a barren state!"

Ever since the West has become such a ignorant character, Zhunti has had the greedy idea that "all good things should be from the West", so no matter what good things he sees, he will say: "This thing is destined for the West."

Or: "This son has a predestined relationship with me in the West."

It's shameless, but a saint is also a human being, and the sacred heart is the human heart. As long as the human heart is disturbed, the sacred heart will not change.

Zhunti greedily dreamed about how to get Yingzhou Island to the west in the future, and then started to get down to business.

After a while, Zhunti came to the center of Yingzhou Island, and saw a huge hibiscus tree standing upright, with ten little golden crows on it. They had just completed the task of today's sun rising and sunset, and they were resting.

"Ah! It's so annoying. When will this kind of day end? We can only stay in such a small place all day long. I don't know when Father will let us go out."

The ten little golden crows were full of complaints, and it was another day of irritability.

On the other hand, listening to the complaints of the ten little guys, Zhunti was happy.

I saw his body swaying, and he walked out slowly, and was seen by ten little guys after a while.

"Huh? Where did you come from as a Taoist? Why did you appear on the fairy island of my demon clan?" the youngest Jinwu Luya asked.

Zhunti laughed and said: "Pindao is a casual cultivator, and his humble name is not worth mentioning, but he has heard that ten princes are in charge of the rising and setting of the sun and stars every day. Their merits are immeasurable, and Pingdao admires them very much."

"Ah? Haha...it's nothing! It's a trivial matter, it's all a trivial matter." The ten little golden crows are too young to stand a compliment. With this compliment, all of them raised their third feet and whirled around in front of them. lock up.

"..." Zhunti always felt that the picture was dirty, but it was the biological instinct of the ten little golden crows, which made him unable to complain.

Taking a deep breath, Zhunti waited for the third foot of the ten little guys to finish turning around, and said with a smile on his face: "It's just that the ten princes can only stay in this small place every day, and cannot appreciate the vastness of the prehistoric and the past." It’s wonderful, but it’s a bit of a pity.”

These words immediately hit the hearts of the ten little golden crows: "You are right, but we have nothing to do. The emperor trapped us here because he was afraid that we would be lazy and not work hard, but we have worked hard. Royal father has never had time to come here because he has to deal with the witch clan, he is really mad."

These words made Zhunti narrow his eyes, and said with a smile: "If the ten princes really want to go out to enjoy the scenery of the prehistoric wilderness, how difficult is it?"

"Huh?" The ten little golden crows looked at him and asked, "Do you have a way to let us out?"

"It's as easy as turning the palm of your hand." Zhunti smiled slightly, and said, "If the ten princes don't believe it, let's look at the methods of the poor."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Zhunti slapping the barrier of the formation with a palm, and there was a soft "Bo" sound, and the barrier instantly opened a hole.

The ten little guys were stunned, this... can they go out now?

After regaining consciousness, the ten little golden crows cheered excitedly, and flew out of Yingzhou Island happily, and flew towards the prehistoric land.

On the tenth day, the catastrophe of the prehistoric creatures began.

The ten little golden crows flew all the way across the East China Sea, landed from the coast of the East China Sea, and then headed west. Along the way, the ten little golden crows could not control the real fire of the sun on their bodies, causing countless creatures to be burned to death, heat to death, Died of thirst, killed countless.

As the killing karma increased, the ten little golden crows were affected by the Lich's calamity, and became more and more irrational and murderous. Along the way, they unscrupulously released the real fire of the sun, burning more prehistoric creatures to death.

Flying westward like this, the ten little golden crows saw a tribe living in groups. The 'people' in this tribe, male or female, were all tall and mighty, with a vicious aura, which made the little guy very uncomfortable.

"This must be the tribe of my monster clan's nemesis, the witch clan. Kill them." The ten little guys, who were flooded with karma, began to act recklessly.

"call--"

A mouthful of real fire from the sun spewed out, and a tribe of the Wu clan suffered disaster. When they found that the Wu clan was not as powerful as they thought, the ten little golden crows began to act recklessly.

At the same time, Emperor Jun of the heavenly court was startled, and saw that the luck of the monster race plummeted, and the crimson sin began to spread to the dragons of luck in their heavenly court.From being holy before, this dragon of luck began to exude the aura of raging and killing.

"not good."

Di Jun and the other high-level officials were terrified, but they couldn't deduce any information.This is a matter of course, because all the secrets of heaven have been covered up by the introduction.

"You wait and sit in the heavenly court, take precautions, and see what's going on, I'll come as soon as I go." Di Jun confessed a few words, and then disappeared in the heavenly court. The heavenly court didn't find the cause and effect of sin, so it can only be external.

Di Jun suddenly thought of his ten children, and hurried to the fairy island of Yingzhou in the East China Sea.

When Di Jun passed by the East China Sea, his shocked body staggered and almost fell.

I saw an endless road of living and dead bodies, filling a road leading to Yingzhou Island in the East China Sea.

The scorching high temperature has not dissipated, this sea area seems to be rolled by the sun star, within a radius of [-] li, there is hardly a single creature alive.

Di Jun finally understood why the luck of the Yaozu declined rapidly, and the sins were serious. So many souls died, gathering into boundless resentment, cursing the Yaozu, how could the Yaozu's luck not decline.

This is still what I can see, how much is there that I can't see?Di Jun didn't dare to think about it.

He quickly came to Yingzhou Island, and sure enough, the ten little golden crows were gone, and the formation he had arranged was destroyed.

Who else can destroy one's own formation without a sound but a saint?

Di Jun looked up to the sky and laughed wildly in grief: "Haha, haha, saint! This is a saint, this is a saint!"

After laughing wildly, Di Jun suddenly trembled: "Not good, my son!"

Di Jun felt a fluster in his heart. With his level of cultivation, this kind of throbbing is definitely not a good thing. It is a kind of guidance, and he will never make mistakes.

The enraged Dijun immediately transmitted his voice to the Heavenly Court, and then followed the ten little golden crows along the sea covered with dead bodies.

The more he walked, the more flustered he became, the more angry he became, and the throbbing heartbeat had already been twice, which meant that his children had already... Already, two of them had passed away.

At this moment, Di Jun had already forgotten that he was walking on a road paved with endless corpses. He only wanted to rush to the location of the ten little golden crows as quickly as possible.

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