When Yan Ange woke up slowly, he found himself lying on the ground, with his broken wooden stick beside him, and the Wind Thunder Emperor was gone.

He felt his injuries, and it was fine.

I felt my own cultivation again, and it was no problem.

What about the Wind Thunder Emperor's chicken feathers? Just let yourself go?

Yan Ange looked suspicious and checked his body carefully again, inside and out, and indeed found no problems, so he let out a sigh.

He still doesn't know what happened, how he survived in a daze.

If he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to, so he hurriedly sealed and summoned a portal, and on the opposite side of the portal was the vermilion of the Zhizi Palace......

Chapter 820 of "The Great Wilderness Kitchen God" Let him look at it is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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