Hearing this, Chu Feng picked up a pair of ivory chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of pork in the steaming hot pot, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and nodded with satisfaction, this kind of meat of a demon beast with advanced cultivation tastes good.

"Brother Dao, this Dingli is the Seven Saints of Meishan," Shen Gongbao said suddenly.

Chu Feng looked at Kong Xuan in amazement, the future helper was actually brought to Dingli by this foodie, this thing is too outrageous.

"It's just a few demon clans, and I have a lot of them here."

Kong Xuan stretched out his hand, and the entrance to a small world loomed, among which there were nearly 10,000 monks, all of whom were in a coma at the moment.

"Brother Dao, I'm going to eat them all" Chu Feng couldn't accept Kong Xuan's crazy behavior a little.

Looking at the entire Flood Desolate Continent, because the concentration of immortal qi is declining, the number and quality of monks are deteriorating.

Those saints would never allow such a thing to happen, maybe they didn't wait for the quasi-Daoist to take action, take precautions, and clean up Kong Xuan in advance.

"Ahem, Daoist friends think too much, I'll eat a few at most, and I'll let the rest go in a few days."

Kong Xuan snorted a haha.

Chu Feng didn't care about him anymore, and he was in no mood to continue eating after this incident. Putting down the chopsticks, Chu Feng walked out.

These days, practicing the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array is quite mentally draining, so take advantage of this time to relax. Chu Feng looked around, took one step at a time, and came to another world.

In this world, the aura is not very strong, but there are also a lot, a formation protects the top of the mountain, and the pavilions and pavilions are distributed among them, among which there are three figures, who are cultivating. Hu Erniang, cherish the blessing, A Qing.

Chu Feng didn't interfere with them, went around to the pavilion on the side, and stayed for more than half a day. Thinking quietly, Chu Feng left this world again.

The world you enter is the world of Journey to the West.

The abyss of darkness, silent, inside a dimly lit stone chamber. A monkey with golden hair sat quietly, and the few chains on the ground had lost their divinity.

Suddenly, the monkey opened its eyes and looked into the void ten paces away.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

The light flashed, a gap left, and Chu Feng walked out, still carrying a fruit basket in his hand, which was a peach, ginseng fruit, immortal apricot, and Huangzhong plum...... Unleash an irresistible allure.

"I have a heart" The monkey glanced at the gift, his expression calm.

"These are made by Poor Dao in a world where there is a more cultivated civilization and a stronger one, are you interested?"

Chu Feng said with a smile.

At present, there is a shortage of helpers, if you bring Sun Wukong, a guy with unqualified qualifications, to bring him over, it may have an unexpected effect.

"No," the monkey replied crisply.

Chu Feng was a little disappointed, but that's all.

"I have lifted the ban here, in the future, you can go in and out freely, if you want to go to Lingshan, you can go to Lingshan, and if you want to go back to Huaguo Mountain, you can go back to Huaguo Mountain."

"Thank you" the monkey is still concise.

Chu Feng understood that the monkey didn't want to talk to him more, so he went to say goodbye.

"Farewell, Great Sage"

"Don't send" the monkey is still faint.

A crack opened in the void, and Chu Feng's figure disappeared.

The silence in the stone room was restored, and in the middle of the sound, the monkey took out a yellow plum from the fruit basket, looked at it, and said to himself: "The demon is uneasy and kind, and wants to deceive the old grandson, so the old grandson will not be fooled." ”

……

In the world of Romance of the Gods, the appointed day has arrived.

On the edge of the Yellow River, there is a light fog and rain, and the sky is hazy and hazy, which is very beautiful.

However, it is a pity that two groups of people standing not far away have destroyed this beauty

On the east side stood Chu Feng, Kong Xuan, and Shen Gongbao.

On the west side stood the Antarctic Immortal, the Lingbao Archmage, the Fear of Staying Sun Daoren, and the Dao Xing Tianzun.

In terms of numbers, the expositional side still has the upper hand.

"Four, who will enter the battle first?"

Chu Feng asked with a smile.

The four of them looked at each other, and they didn't mean to step forward voluntarily, after Chu Feng's introduction just now, they already knew that this was the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array that was as famous as the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array in ancient times.

"Are the four afraid of death?"

There was contempt in Chu Feng's words.

However, the four of them were all old fritters, and there was no reaction at all.

"Among the four, Brother Nanji's cultivation is the highest, the first person to break into the battle, Brother Nanji Daoist is the best, does Brother Nanji want to send his juniors and disciples to death?"

Despised it, Chu Feng played to sow discord again.

This time it played a role, the Antarctic Immortal Weng coughed, and said: "Daoist friends are wrong, everyone in the world knows that the twelve heavenly gods of the Wu clan are dangerous, and the poor Dao cultivation is not much higher than a few junior disciples, in order to break the twelve heavenly gods, the poor Dao needs some time to study, time, it may be three or five days, or it may be a few months." ”

As soon as these words came out, they annoyed Kong Xuan on one side.

This guy, who was still eating hot pot just now, said sharply: "Antarctic Immortal, Poor Dao will give you a month, if you can't break the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, Poor Dao will chop you up and throw you into the hot pot." ”

Chu Feng was speechless for a while, can you stop the hot pot, is that thing really that delicious?

The Antarctic Immortal Weng didn't understand the meaning of the hot pot, and said with a serious expression: "Okay, in a month, the poor road can't break the formation, so I will enter the formation in person." ”

Kong Xuan was about to speak, but Chu Feng preemptively said: "Okay, you Antarctic Immortal, bully Brother Kong Dao with little heart, not for a month, Poor Dao will give you eight days at most." ”

Kong Xuan is not a stupid person, after Chu Feng said it, he immediately understood that the Antarctic Immortal Weng deliberately said a long time in order to buy more time for himself.

"Eight days is too much, four days at most"

Yes, Kong Xuan is Kong Xuan, and he cut it in half.

This time he was reluctant to change to the Antarctic Immortal, and he planned to take advantage of the time to call his friends to study the method of breaking the formation. At the moment, only four days are given, which is completely insufficient.

"Take a step back from the poor road, twenty-five days, no less"

It was only five days off, and it seemed that it was still under the idea just now, Chu Feng sneered in his heart, shook his head and said: "On the basis of Brother Kong Dao's four days, add two days, six days, it can't be more." ”

The Antarctic fairy disagreed.

"With the greatest sincerity, the poor road will be reduced by four days, twenty-one days, and there can be no less."

Kong Xuan interjected: "Add one day on the basis of Chu Daoyou, nine days, it can't be more." ”

The Antarctic Immortal Weng didn't answer, looked at the Yellow River on the side, and played silence again.

Kong Xuanhu is on fire, and he wants to threaten again.

Chu Feng raised his hand to stop him, paused and said, "Our side will give you eleven days at most, and no matter more, you can only fight." ”

The Antarctic Immortal Weng wanted to speak to the sage master, but met the murderous eyes of Kong Xuan on Chu Feng's side, swallowed back, hesitated for a few breaths, and said with a smile: "Okay, just eleven days, one more day than I expected." ”

Chu Feng secretly scolded the shameless old fox.