Northern Wilderness Border.

The Great War has broken out, and millions of monks have rushed to the battlefield.

This battle is not for profit, but for survival!

"Senior brother, let's go kill the demon clan now, I haven't eaten fresh lobster for a long time!"

Gu Nianzhu rubbed his hands.

"Don't worry, let's see the situation first. Lin Beichen shook his head.

Reckless behavior is not advisable!

At this time, the war had been divided into many areas, and the disciples of the Twelve Holy Lands tacitly fought against the strongest race of the demon race.

The disciples of the Shushan Holy Land and the Jinpeng clan among the demon clans, and the disciples of the Shenxiao Holy Land faced the tiger clan.

Lin Beichen first glanced at the Yin Yang Holy Land, thought about it and decided to help the Shushan Holy Land.

At this time, the war came, and Lin Beichen still decided not to go to the Yin Yang Holy Land, at least until the end of the war.

"Holy Son!"

"Participate in the Holy Son!"

Lin Beichen is in front and Liu Yuanqing is in the back.

After coming to the battle area of the Shushan Holy Land, a group of disciples of the Shushan Holy Land greeted Liu Yuanqing respectfully.

"How's the battle going?"

Lin Beichen asked.

"Honorary Elder, the battle situation is a little bad. The Jinpeng clan is very strong, and we have already killed hundreds of our fellow disciples. One of the disciples lowered his head, his forehead still bleeding.

Lin Beichen nodded.

The Jinpeng clan is second only to the Phoenix clan among the demon clans, and there are not many people in their race, about two thousand Jinpeng?

But the bloodline of the Jinpeng clan is very strong, even if it is the younger generation of Jinpeng who is facing the Shushan Holy Land.

"Tell the disciples to all stand down, and the disciples of the Bihai Realm will come to my side. ”

Lin Beichen glanced at the Shushan disciples who were fighting in the air and spoke.

Air combat is the strength of the Jinpeng clan, and at this time, dozens of Shushan disciples are very difficult to attack a Jinpeng.

"But if this happens, it will inevitably lead to the Jinpeng clan supporting the other demon clans!" the disciple hesitated for a moment.

"It's okay, with me, they're dead. ”

"Oh yes, Senior Sister Gu, if you want to eat Jinpeng meat. Hurry up and burn the pot. Lin Beichen smiled and said to Gu Nianzhu.

"Really, can we eat Jinpeng meat at night?"

Gu Nianzhu's eyes lit up.

She's a foodie herself, and she's the kind of foodie who doesn't compromise on it.

This time he went to the war, and Gu Nianzhu wanted to eat a lot.

What shrimp soldiers and crab generals, what dragons, what demon clan's chicken demons, horse demons, bull demons and the like.

The thought makes my mouth water.

Gu Nianzhu thought about Jinpeng's words, but he didn't expect to be able to eat Jinpeng meat just after he came!

"You and you come with me. Gu Nianzhu pointed to a few disciples with confused faces.

"I'm not going to call you for nothing, oh, it's a reward!"

Gu Nianzhu took out three claws from the storage ring.

Dragon's Claw!

The three disciples looked at the dragon claw in their hands.

Although they didn't know what they wanted for this dragon claw, it was too precious!

Goo-goo-goo

A strange scene appeared, and the other battle areas were fought to the death, but there were people burning fire and cooking on this side of the Shushan Holy Land.

Woohoo

"What's the matter, Senior Brother, who told you to evacuate all the disciples?"

Liu Yuanqing's junior brother came over and asked menacingly.

"Senior Brother, if the Jinpeng Clan helps other battle areas, the Holy Land disciples in other battle areas will be in danger of their lives!"

"Huh, see Honorary Elder!"

Lin Beichen glanced at Liu Yuanqing's junior brother and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"I'm here. ”

After Lin Beichen took out the Yin Yang Demon Descending Pestle, a large amount of spiritual power was instilled into it, and Lin Beichen instantly felt that the spiritual power in his body was drained.

However, the Yin Yang Demon Descending Pestle also exuded a black light, and the Jinpeng ornaments on the magic weapon were buzzing.

"Yuan Qing, and all the disciples above the Sea Realm, kill them all!"

Lin Beichen pointed to the Jinpeng clan in the air.

"Hey, why? Why has my strength dropped by a third!"

"What the hell is going on, my power, my power has disappeared so much!"

"Who's doing it? I feel like I'm having a hard time flying!"

The Jinpeng clan in the sky felt that something was wrong.

In an instant, they felt like their strength had disappeared by a third or more.

"Kill!"

Liu Yuanqing took out the flying sword, and easily cut off the head of a Jinpeng with a single sword.

It's so easy, so easy that Liu Yuanqing is a little confused.

Soon Liu Yuanqing figured it out.

"Childe, it must be Childe!"

"Kill them all, eat Jinpeng meat tonight!"

Bang bang bang

A head of Jinpeng fell to the ground, Lin Beichen's face was pale, and Murong Qian and the eight-winged purple python were guarding beside him.

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm consuming too much spiritual power. ”

Lin Beichen wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The corpses of more than a hundred Jinpeng were lying on the ground, and this battle area was over.

Late at night, the two sides retreated tacitly.

The disciples of the Twelve Holy Lands are always at the forefront!

merely

Goo-goo-goo

"This thing is like a chicken, first it will open Jinpeng's belly, and then throw out some messy parts of the internal organs. Oh yes, don't forget to pluck the hair, pluck the hair clean. In the end, just put this Jinpeng still in the pot, put in the ingredients, and boil it with salt. ”

"The most complex ingredients often only need the simplest way to cook them!"

A pot was propped up, and Lin Beichen commanded in an orderly manner.

Other Holy Sites: "???"

Damn, what are they doing?

It smells so good!

it, are you fighting a war?

Those who know think you're fighting, and those who don't know think you're wandering in the wilderness!

After the disciples of the other holy lands experienced a great battle, they either healed or cultivated.

Eating?

It's not good that it doesn't exist.

At most, you can eat one Bigu Dan.

But smelling the fragrance from the disciples of the Shushan Holy Land, a group of people couldn't help it.

It's so fragrant!

"Childe, we can't finish eating. It's also too much zero. Liu Yuanqing wiped his saliva.

A total of 1,000 disciples came to the Shushan Holy Land, and these were the elites of the younger generation.

There are about more than 100 Jinpeng, and one Jinpeng is enough for more than 20 people to eat and drink.

"Can't finish eating, call the disciples of the Shenxiao Holy Land to me too. ”

Lin Beichen clapped his hands.

"Eat, eat hard for me, no one is allowed to leave without food today!"

Liu Yuanqing: ""

Goo-goo-goo

The fragrance spreads.

More than 3,000 disciples in the Shenxiao Holy Land and the Shushan Holy Land looked at the pot with their eyes open.

"It should be delicious!"

"Isn't this nonsense? What is called, it must be delicious! I have all the sucks out, and this is Jinpeng meat, a great supplement!"

"Damn, I want to eat it too, but I'm not a disciple of Shushan Holy Land and Shenxiao Holy Land. I knew that I would join the two of them, it smelled too good, no, no, no, I remember that we killed the leopard demon, right? The leopard should be quite delicious, right?"

Lin Beichen didn't know that he had brought up a wave of trends, a wave of eating.