Grabbing the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor and the White Tiger Dao Man, as well as some other non-humanoid forbidden area monsters, Shi Hao and the others returned to Yaochi.

"Ahem."

He coughed a few times, drawing everyone's attention, and laughed.

"The next picture may make people feel a little uncomfortable, and friends of birds and beasts can go back first."

Uncomfortable?

After Shi Hao finished speaking, he took out a huge black stone tripod. He released a piece of three true fire at the bottom of the stone tripod, and casually summoned a divine spring, throwing the White Tiger Daoist and the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor down to scrub it.

At this moment, everyone understood - this is really going to roast these two supremes and eat them!

"Ahem, a few fellow Daoists, I'll go first."

The Qilin Emperor can't stand this. The Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor and him were nodding friends, but now they are going to be roasted and eaten, and goosebumps are rising on his back.

In particular, neither he nor the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor's ontologies were humanoid. What if these people get happy and hit themselves with their ideas?!

With the Qilin Emperor taking the lead, a large number of primeval royal families left. Their ancient emperor ancestors were all killed by Wang Dali, and they really didn't want to stay any longer.

The Demon Clan's Golden-Winged Dapeng King and Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King were very entangled. Going back to the roots, the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor is their ancestor. But the barbecue supreme has never seen something in his life, and now he feels a little reluctant to go.

But soon they don't think that way. After the Golden-Winged Dapeng Emperor was cleaned, his golden divine feathers were shining brightly, and he looked very good. Shi Hao stretched out his hand and swept over him, and the golden feathers flew down everywhere he went, and the angry golden-winged Dapeng Emperor shouted.

Yes, he's still alive and hasn't been killed.

Plucking the feathers on the ground, Shi Hao looked in the hall and set his eyes on the father and son of the Golden-winged Dapeng King.

"You're also a golden-winged roc? If you're lucky, I'll give you these and take them back to enlightenment. ”

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen golden feathers that could be directly used as heirloom saint soldiers flew in front of the Golden-Winged Dapeng King.

The Golden-Winged Roc King was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic. After thanking Shi Hao, he turned around and left with his son.

Looking at the hairless Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor being grilled on the tripod, he always felt as if he was being framed on it, and he couldn't stand the feeling of this seeping bird, so he should go back and hurry up to sacrifice the holy soldiers.

"Emperor of the Wasteland, I'm #@¥*@..."

The Golden-Winged Dapeng Emperor looked at the Samadhi True Fire under him, and scolded Shi Hao when he opened his mouth. How can he have a little supreme bearing on him now, he was completely enraged, and he was anxious.

The remaining primeval creatures and human sect masters in the hall are all stupid, and the supreme who is calm, calm, and has a noble demeanor on weekdays is more powerful than the people in the market today, and the one who scolds is called a murderer.

"Shut your beak!"

Shi Hao took out a ball of five-color divine clay that could be used to forge a five-color altar, and stuffed it into the mouth of the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor, completely blocking his mouth.

The chain of order on the Golden-Winged Roc Emperor's body tightened, sealing his essence. In just half an hour, an amazing smell of meat permeated the entire Yao Pond.

Goo-dong.

Countless people in the hall were swallowing their saliva, looking at the golden-winged Dapeng Emperor who was half-roasted, but still alive, and the appetite in his eyes was unspeakable.

The Golden-Winged Roc Emperor was terrified, and anyone who was stared at by so many pairs of eyes full of 'you look delicious' would be hairy.

If he could, he would have struck a blow and killed them all. But now, his wings are baked.

Shi Hao was approachable, shook his head slightly, and said to everyone.

"Don't look at it, you can't afford the Supreme Meat. There are also some sage-level ancient holy meats next to it, if you want to eat them, you can exchange them for the Terran Holy Body. ”

It seems to be a very speechless thing to let the Terran sect leaders here buy meat, but this is ancient holy meat! Many human race sect leaders immediately rushed to Ye Fan's side as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and took out one divine weapon treasure medicine after another.

"Little brother, I have a life pill here that can prolong my life for twenty years, can you see if you can give me a piece of sage-level meat?"

"Little Brother Eucharist, I have a handful of heirloom saint soldiers here, can you exchange it for a few pieces of great holy meat to taste?"

In terms of actual utility, a few pieces of Great Holy Meat may not be worth a Heirloom Saint Soldier. But that's what a forced qualification!

If everyone gets together in the future and asks you what you ate at the Yaochi barbecue conference, you can't say that you are shy and didn't buy anything, right?

This is not just the person who loses himself, but also the person who loses the Great Sect Holy Land behind him!

Therefore, Ye Fan was quickly piled up with all kinds of divine weapons and medicines in front of him, and the glow was shining, like a small mountain.

As a price, several non-humanoid sages were dismembered, Ye Fan turned into a butcher, carrying only half of the five-colored heavenly knife as a meat cleaver, and quickly entered the state after borrowing some divine power from the Dacheng Holy Body, shouting.

"This is the Great Sage-level Divine Tiger Meat, one catty of Divine Source for half a catty of meat, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again!"

"I want a pound!"

"Give me ten pounds!"

"I want five pounds!"

An old man dressed in animal skins and smiling stood beside Ye Fan, lit a divine fire and grilled a bunch of Great Sage Emperors, and then handed the meat to the Terran Sect Master who bought them.

Beside the old man was a hideous bone stick, which was carved with countless terrifying beast patterns, and there seemed to be blood oozing out.

A group of Terran sect leaders were like ordinary people on the street, each holding a large piece of meat in their hands, their faces full of joy.

"Come, how about you taste my Leo Great Holy Meat?"

"I think it's better than my Demon Ape Great Holy Meat!"

At this moment, the Holy Lord of the Jiang family appeared silently. He held a small piece of meat with skin and sighed as he ate it.

"Well, this quasi-emperor-level Qingluan wings are just different!"

Suddenly, several Terran sect leaders next to him stopped talking, and cast a look of envy at him, which made the Jiang family holy master quite face-saving.

The aroma in the Yaochi Hall was fragrant, and the sage-level barbecued meat was shining brightly, and the life energy was locked, and it was full of mist.

Some of the Terran sect leaders who ate the barbecued meat immediately meditated to refine the energy in the meat. Some people only ate a little, reluctantly put away the barbecue, and planned to go back to enjoy it with their disciples.

At this time, there was no trace of the primeval creatures in the hall, and they were all entertained by Yao Chi to another hall.

But not long after, an ancestor king who covered his face with a saint-level mask came to Ye Fan, took out a piece of divine source the size of a human head, weighing about fifty catties, and said angrily.

"Bring me twenty-five catties of Tiger Clan Great Holy Meat."

With the first, there is the second and third. Subsequently, a series of ancestors came to buy meat, and there were several figures in it that made people feel particularly familiar.

The primeval tribes were not monolithic, and some were even hostile. It's like a wolf eating chicken, and no one can say it's not.

Therefore, Ye Fan's 'business' is getting better and better.

Another half an hour passed, Shi Hao added a few more elixir-level seasonings, and the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor had been thoroughly roasted. Several Great Emperors even Wang Dali, Minty, Catherine, Little Naughty and many Great Sage Quasi-Emperors gathered around and feasted.

It didn't take long for a group of people to praise Shi Hao's craftsmanship, because the taste of the Golden-winged Dapeng Emperor was really good.