"Bite! This damn brute has finally bitten!!"

Lu Yiming had just stepped back from the Ghost Gate with his front foot, and his back foot was ecstatic and shouted.

A second later, four muffled sounds emanated from the dragon's body, and the explosion damage of the lotus flower was quite amazing, not to mention the explosion from within.

Four terrifying blood holes appeared on the dragon's body, blood spilling down as if it didn't want money, followed by a large number of broken internal organs, and finally, its mutilated body.

Falling, sinking to the bottom.

After a lot of effort, and even at the expense of using himself as bait, he finally killed this dragon, and Lu Yiming breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's a pity that the treasures on Jiaolong's body.......

If there is a way to dive into the water, Lu Yiming will definitely not say a word, and he will catch as many things as he can get back. I'm sure no one would have too much of this stuff.

The only consolation is that when I asked others to pick up at the bottom, I still fished some oil and water back.

Dealing with this biggest scourge, Lu Yiming didn't dare to stay in place for a second longer, because no one could say how many dragons existed in this damn lake!

Finding his "three nos" boat, Lu Yiming led everyone and continued to sail forward.

The hard work paid off, and after about half a day, Lu Yiming finally saw the shore of the lake.

After going ashore, Lu Yiming couldn't care about anything else, and lay directly on the ground in a big word, exhausted, he really needed to rest and rest.

Megatron was still sitting at his job, hovering in the sky, guarding his surroundings.

As for the others, according to Lu Yiming's orders, a fire was quickly lit.

"Whew, I've just experienced such an exciting thing, and now it's time to treat myself!"

A carp was stiff, Lu Yiming got up and scolded and scolded.

"I haven't eaten dragon meat yet!"

Although Jiaolong is not a real dragon in the strict sense, it is infinitely close. It only takes one more calamity to transform into a true dragon.

Even if it is not as good as a real dragon, the energy contained in its flesh and blood cannot be underestimated. If it is taken by a monk, it is easy to achieve it, not to mention breaking through a certain shackle on the ground, but to boil the muscles and bones and increase the strength of the body.

Lu Yiming once saw in an ancient book that in ancient times, there was a group called Tianren, who fed on the blood and flesh of the real dragon, and all of them proved the Tao with strength, and when they encountered an enemy whose cultivation was stronger than their own, they didn't need to talk nonsense, just call it with a punch.

Feed on the flesh and blood of a real dragon! Think about it, what kind of height will the pure strength of such a freak grown? I can't believe it!

At that time, the Celestial Race was also an anti-heaven race that dominated one side. However, no matter how beautiful the flower is, there will be a moment when it will wither, perhaps because the celestial race is too powerful, and later, for various unknown reasons, this powerful race finally disappeared in the long river of history.

Looking back, Jiaolong is not much worse than a real dragon.

"It's just that this amount is a little less......."

Lu Yiming stirred the wooden soup spoon in his hand, his eyes lit up and looked at the pot of Jiaolong stewed, and the aroma of meat in the air made people even more appetizing and mouthful.

Lu Yiming is also cooking for the first time with a top-notch ingredient like Jiaolong, not to mention the strength of this product, let's just say how long this thing will be stewed in order to maximize its effect, and no one has a bottom.

While stirring, Lu Yiming swallowed his saliva, and at the same time, he was absolutely ruining the flesh and blood of this dragon......

"Meow!

Laughing and scolding, Lu Yiming worked hard to make himself more professional.

In the iron pot, the milky white soup was "gurgling" and steaming, Lu Yiming's mind suddenly moved, as if he had thought of something, hehe smiled, and took out a very familiar root from the storage ring, and without thinking about it, he threw it directly into the pot, and simply stewed it with the dragon's flesh and blood.

That's right! That's right! This root is from the green dragon blood ginseng!

Lu Yiming, a profiteer, broke a piece of the root of the snake very much before sending the green dragon blood ginseng to Sakura Xi!

"Hehe, Qinglong Blood Ginseng, Qinglong Blood Ginseng, although you have the word Qinglong in your name, I want to stew you with Jiaolong, you shouldn't have an opinion, right?"

Lu Yiming laughed, looking like a profiteer.

After throwing the roots of the green dragon blood ginseng into it, Lu Yiming seemed to have opened a door to a new world, and continued to throw all kinds of strange ingredients into the pot, and everyone on the side was shocked!

Boss, you really won't eat dead people like this!

Don't die in the belly of the dragon, but in the hands of you, the boss!

I thought I had stepped out of the ghost gate, but who would have thought that I would turn around and walk on the Nai He Bridge again!

Oh my God!

No matter how everyone complains, Lu Yiming has already gone farther and farther on the road of "dark cuisine", even if it is eight big horses, it is estimated that he will not be able to pull it back.

In fact, if it weren't for the limited ingredients, Lu Yiming would even have thought about "Buddha jumping over the wall".

Yes, yes, yes! It is the kind of "Buddha jumping over the wall" that can be seen full of gods and Buddhas as soon as the lid is lifted!

Okay, this kind of thing can only be thought about in a dream, Lu Yiming shook his head with a smile, and concentrated on cooking this ...... Uh, this ....... What's the name of this dish?

Lu Yiming then remembered that his dish didn't seem to have a name.

"So, what's the name?"

Someone is really starting to think seriously about names........

Dead .......

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yiming found that his skills in choosing names could compete with a writer named Nine Turns Dzi.

are all staying at the extent of "Li Goudan", "Zhao Tiezhu", and so on.

"Why is it inexplicably miserable for Mao?" Lu Yiming said to himself.

"Huh, someone's coming?"

As soon as he turned his head, Lu Yiming could see that in the distance of the horizontal plane, there was a black dot that was slowly magnifying, obviously coming towards him.

"Someone has finally caught up, otherwise it would be too boring......"

Twisting his head back, Lu Yiming waved his hand, and everyone suddenly understood, "Huh!" stood up and stared coldly at the black dot that was magnifying.

At the same time, on the lake.

I saw a team of people piloting a very strange-looking ship, as if they were running for their lives.......