The aroma of meat is fragrant for hundreds of miles, and those who smell it are coveted!

It is more full of aura than the top-grade peach, so that the Dapan Mountain Realm, as if in a fairyland, the kind of Daluo Golden Immortal has the essence of life, exuding, just inhaling, it will sublimate the soul and flesh, countless little demons, cheering, breaking through, forming a kind of "chicken dog ascending to heaven" like a grand occasion.

However, it is worth mentioning that the body of Da Luo Jin Xian, even if it is cut off and turned into its original form, its tenacity and the divine energy contained in it are not ordinary demon immortals that can be refined.

In other words, if there was no Samadhi True Fire level of different fires, there would be no way to roast the flesh wings of this Great Luo Jin Immortal!

The White Lady and Xiaoqing, although they are in the realm of earth immortals, are weak compared to the body of the Buddha's uncle, they are too weak and difficult to shake at all.

Not to mention that they are water demon clans, let them control the water, wash the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, if you want to barbecue, it is tantamount to a mayfly shaking the tree.

Therefore, after several tosses and turns, we can see an unprecedented scene in the Three Realms.

The cold Erlang Zhenjun, with an expressionless face, carried his three-pointed and two-edged knife, and on the left and right two bifurcated blades, there were two small bird wings, and underneath, the "oven" formed by the convergence of earth elements was burning with a boiling Samadhi true fire.

The two small wings are naturally the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, but they are just shrunk by the secret method of space.

Otherwise, Uncle Buddha's body, not to mention ten thousand feet, one wing is enough to cover the entire Dapan Mountain.

Samadhi True Fire was released by Erlang God, although he is a war immortal, his application of the law of fire is not profound.

But at best, it is the early realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and it is still possible to use a little shallow samadhi true fire.

As for why he used his own three-pointed and two-edged knife to bake, it wasn't because of bad taste, Erlang Zhenjun was not so boring.

It's because, apart from his three-pointed and two-edged knife, there is nothing more suitable for it, which can carry the continuous burning of the true fire of samadhi!

All kinds of coincidences have created such a scene today, Zhan Tian Dou Di Erlang Zhenjun is sitting in front of the tomb of the Great Sage of the Blue Sky, barbecue the bird wings of the Da Luo level!

If he hadn't promised Ao Qing to invite him to eat roasted wings, Ben Zhenjun would have done what he said, so he wouldn't have lost his image like this!

In front of the Qingtian Great Sage's clothed mound, the little demons had already been dispersed, and only Erlang Zhenjun, the Roaring Sky Dog, and the left and right demon queens were helping to barbecue.

Erlang Zhenjun had a cold face and seemed to have no waves.

The big black dog Howling Dog, sitting straight next to him, staring at the wings of the two golden birds, sticking out his tongue and holding a hara.

The White Lady and Xiaoqing held back a smile, obediently helping to dissipate the spilled fire element, applying the water element formation to maintain the temperature of the entire Dapan Mountain.

It's so fragrant, even if it's Da Luo Jinxian, it will be coveted.

This kind of ancient beast body with the Daluo level is more supreme and wonderful than any peach or ginseng fruit, and it is a supreme spiritual object that is difficult to find in the Three Realms!

Because what Erlang Zhenjun cut down was not only the body of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, but also contained part of the origin of the Buddha's uncle.

Otherwise, an immortal family like this can conjure up too many clones at will, how many wings and how many wings do you want, how can it make Da Luo covet.

In fact, when the barbecue was put up and the vision was emanated, it did attract the attention of many powerful people.

Especially the demon saints in Xiniu Hezhou, in fact, many of them are secretly flowing Halazi.

If it weren't for the fact that they weren't very familiar with Erlang Zhenjun, and a certain demon saint just got a little closer, they wouldn't have chased and bitten for three thousand miles, they would have wanted to go to worship the mountain collectively!

But there are also people who are not afraid of the god Erlang.

Jilei Mountain, on the top of the mountain.

The Great Sage Bull Demon King of Pingtian looked to the east, and under the mountain were the major close demon kings with burning eyes and full of hope.

They were waiting for the Great Sage of Pingtian to speak, and they also wanted a piece of the pie.

To tell the truth, the Great Sage of Pingtian was indeed tempted, although eating that bird meat was useless for his Da Luo peak realm.

But it's too fragrant, and it's too heroic, openly drinking with the essence of the strange beasts at the peak of Da Luo, talking and laughing about the past and the present, and looking at the world and the world, what a "gluttonous person" it is.

But well......

Who let this so-called alien beast essence come from the uncle of the Western Heavenly Buddha, but this made it difficult for the Great Sage of Pingtian.

Thinking that he had only summoned so many potential thieves a year ago to set up a mound for Ao Qing, he had already been warned by the Buddha Realm.

Pingtian Dasheng patted his head, sighed, and said, "Forget it, disperse, don't be greedy, Uncle Buddha's meat, how can it be so delicious." ”

Muttering, the Bull Demon King returned to Moyun Cave in the disappointed and helpless eyes of the demon kings close to him.

"Anyway, the White Demon Queen will come to trouble, and she will always be filial to her......"

At the same time, like the Bull Demon King, he has the strength and confidence to go to get a piece of the pie, and he is greedy, but his identity does not allow it, and there is one more.

Pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie.

On the second day of Ao Qing's fall, he had long been fed up with the rules and precepts of the Western Heaven Buddha Realm, and knocked on the wooden fish all day long to knock on the wooden fish so that he was about to become a wooden fish, so he returned to his one-acre three-point land, Jingtan Temple.

He has long been accustomed to unruly corpses, and compared to the Bull Demon King, he is not disguised at all.

The messenger of the pure altar here was lying on his altar, with a pig on his face, and arched his nose to the west in intoxication, as if he was hundreds of thousands of miles away, and he smelled the fragrance, and he kept flowing.

"Whoa~"

"This is called fragrant, the peach in my hand is tasteless in an instant......"

"If I go, will the peacock and the little golden bird peck me to death......"

"Damn, Ao Qing of the heavens, it's still uneasy to live when you're dead, and it's better than my old pig when you're dead!"

"But are you dead or not, can you give Brother Pig a happy word, I can see the current situation clearly, maybe there is a real drama......"

"If you come back and honor Brother Pig's pair of peacock wings, maybe Brother Pig's thoughts will slip and he will get on your thief ship......"

"But we have to find a way to make a little firebird before we have a name......"

"Ao Qing, bad seed, Tianke my old pig......"

At the same time, Tushi in the palace.

The gold and silver fire boy fed the spirit grass to the green cow essence, and then walked into the Tushi Palace with eyebrows and eyes.

They knew that Uncle Buddha was roasted, but they didn't have much interest, without him, there were too many good things in the Tushi Palace, and Lao Jun was able to refine the elixir that had some effect on Da Luo Jinxian every once in a while.

These elixirs, which have been changed by them, can always make some barbecue flavor, peach flavor, stinky tofu flavor, ginseng fruit flavor, dragon liver and phoenix pith flavor!

No worse than Uncle Buddha's wings!

"Lao Jun~"

The Silver Horn King said leisurely.

Taishang Laojun closed his eyes happily, and he didn't hear it.

The King of the Golden Horn stepped forward, hugged Lao Jun's robe, and said, "Master~~~"

Taishang Laojun was helpless, opened his eyes, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

The Silver Horn King answered and said, "Just say, where did Ao Qing go?" Is it hidden by your three brothers? ”

Taishang Laojun said honestly: "I don't know, saints, it's not omnipotent. ”

"Liar!"

"Bullying us again!"

"What is it that a saint is not omnipotent? You just don't want to tell us! ”

"Humph! We all know it from Sister Qingniu! You have known for a long time that it was Ao Qing who stole things, but you didn't tell us! ”

"So you must know where Ao Qing has gone this time, tell us!"

Taishang Laojun closed his eyes and said, "I'll tell you if I know, go, don't disturb Laojun and Tongtian's chess." ”

But in his mind, he built a chessboard, and his thoughts went straight to the two heavens, the three Qing saints, two chess players, and one chess watching, multilingual, pointing out the country.

Suppressed by the way of heaven, he can't do anything, he can't have any plans, he can't go anywhere, although the saint can definitely endure loneliness, but under boredom, it is very normal for the three brothers to get together in the dark, play chess, and speak.

"Humph!"

The gold and silver boy intervened, indignant.

"If you don't tell us, forget it, then you will pay us something!"

"Yes, you pay!"

Taishang Laojun ignored them at all, closed his eyes and did not move.

The gold and silver boy called for a while, and found that Lao Jun really ignored them, so he changed his strategy again, and hugged the side of Lao Jun's robe and coquettish.

"Lao Jun~~~"

"Master~~~"

"You see Ao Qing is dead, there are no more thieves this time, we still have some materials here...... The last 100 million times! ”

"Yes, that's right, the last 100 million times! Help us refine, Ao Qing stole something and ran away, aren't you also responsible......"

Outside the door, the green bull spirit glanced lazily at the two little children who were sprinkled, yawning, a little bored.

"Ao Qing, who are you, Lao Jun has never suffered such a loss, the calamity is included, and it was ransacked by you as a golden immortal......

"The world is wonderful, look forward to the day when you revive again, if there is a day......"

There was silence for a while.

Qingniu Jing seemed to be annoyed by the gold and silver boy in the Tushi Palace, turned over, and stood up.

She walked slowly to the Tushi Palace, picked up the two gourds with her mouth, and slowly turned around and left, all the way out of the Tushi Palace, out of the South Heavenly Gate, and down the thirty-two heavens.

"Ao Qing is dead, the Three Realms are too boring, let's play with the demon saint in the lower realm, Uncle Buddha's wings, taste ......"

(Postscript to the White Snake, end.) ）