The spiritual power of the fire attribute was stirring all over his body, and Yin Kutian rushed to the front of the "big egg" with an angry face, stood up as a knife, and hit it in the center of the "eggshell", vowing to avenge his senior brother!

Crimson spiritual power wrapped around the withered hands, and tongues of fire shot out, lighting up the entire room.

At this time, he suddenly felt that this egg was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere?

How can there be a big lump of meat eggs underneath, and it's too big.

Wait, how can there still be eyes, nose, mouth?

In a flash, the distance was three inches closer.

The sound of "watching and fighting" before the dry sky had awakened Xiao Yichen.

Before he could open his eyes, he felt a hot pain in his face, and a hot current hit.

In the dark, with his physical instinct, he could feel that it was an irresistible force. If you don't hide from it, you will surely die.

So he tried his best to twist his body, using his waist as the axis to drive his upper body to twist to the side.

An astonishing burst of power erupted in the neck in an attempt to dodge the impending fatal blow.

Everything happens in an instant.

The angry blow of the Yin Yang Realm monk was about to split.

Just at the last moment, Kutian finally recognized that the egg opposite was his senior brother, and regretted it.

Fang just rushed in, and now it is unabated, and he can't contain his strength at all.

Seeing that it was about to collide, Dry Sky had to reluctantly shift his palm to the other side by an inch, and the rest could only pray for God's blessing.

said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and the two made a mistake.

The palm knife grazed the side of Xiao Yichen's face, and with the instinctive reaction and amazing explosiveness of his body, he was able to dodge this fatal blow.

Despite this, he was still rubbed by the spiritual power on his withered palm, and the hot spiritual power cut him painfully. This spiritual power was extremely thick glue, sticking to his face like paint, and he couldn't shake it off.

In addition to the burning pain, Xiao Yichen also sensed an indescribable charm from above, and at this moment he seemed to have experienced life and death, reincarnation and rebirth.

This is the way of life and death, the principle of yin and yang, contained in the crimson spiritual power.

The realm of yin and yang is the examination of one's own existence, and the spiritual power is full of one's own understanding of the principle of yin and yang.

Dry Sky stopped his momentum and turned his head to look at Xiao Yichen.

The whole body is white, like a precious jade, and there is no trace of black except for the eyes.

Feeling the murderous gaze of his senior brother like a substance, he laughed dryly, and took away the spiritual power on his face.

As a result, he was surprised to find that his spiritual fire, which was enough to smelt refined iron, actually only left a small blister on his senior brother's face, and he did not suffer serious burns.

"Amazing, senior brother is really talented, and he will definitely be extraordinary in the future. "It's a big slap on the back.

"You big-headed ghost, you almost killed me. "It's not that the bloodline has been transformed, and at the same time the body has been forged by karmic fire, how could Xiao Yichen dodge such a blow. While speaking, Xiao Yichen's understanding of the gluttonous bloodline in his heart also deepened, and only one percent made his body transform to such a point.

It must be known that he and Kutian have crossed the four realms, and if they were someone else, their heads would have been blown up like watermelons.

The old man's face turned red, and with a flick of his wrist, he conjured up a robe out of thin air, and handed it to the senior brother flatteringly.

Although the realm is higher than him now, he knows that one day he will be surpassed by his senior brother, and if the senior brother still remembers today's embarrassing events in the future, he must not be tossed to death.

Xiao Yichen didn't mind, and took the robe and changed it on.

Due to the large size, half of the back of the body is dragged on the ground, which looks very funny.

I didn't care about these little things, and asked casually: "Where did the old man go?"

"There is an abnormality at the foot of the mountain, and his old man has gone to investigate. As he spoke, the dry sky looked at his feet.

This "under the mountain" refers not to other places, but to the underground of Cangri Peak.

Legend has it that there is a dungeon under Cangri Peak, and there is a big devil in it.

Some people say that he is an old monster sealed by the predecessors of the Shenxiao Sect, and some people find a broken ancient book that says that the old monster existed before the opening of the sect, and Shenxiao is constantly growing stronger with his help.

In any case, ordinary disciples are not qualified to know, only the sect master is qualified to know some secrets.

Normally, Cangri Peak is only inhabited by the sect master, and no one is allowed to approach, which is very mysterious.

Therefore, there have been various legends about the underground palace in the Shenxiao Sect.

Those legends Xiao Yichen heard from childhood to adulthood, and when he was very young, he often asked his master Xuankong, but Xuankong always smiled and did not answer.

After a long time, he also stopped asking curiously.

"Well, what's going on with you? Glowing for a while and catching fire for a while, and finally engaging in a big battle of worship for all souls. "The dry sky is full of doubts.

Then he told everything that had happened before, but he didn't know how to explain the Ten Thousand Souls.

"My God, you actually fused with gluttonous blood. Then will you become a gluttonous monster in the future," the dry eyes were about to come out, and he said excitedly, "Or go one step further, awaken the true dragon bloodline, and turn into a dragon and ascend?" Maybe there will be a great saint girl who will come to me for tea and talk......"

The dry sky spat as he spoke, and his squinted eyes seemed to see some wonderful scenes in the future.

Xiao Yichen looked at his junior brother with disdain, and scolded with a smile: "Don't dream, how can you be as strong as you say." ”

"Egg waffle, I think what your junior brother said is quite reasonable. The gluttonous laughter came, and he couldn't stop crying and laughing.

These two people are really a pair of living treasures, and they must get to know each other when they have the opportunity. He still remembers the last time he mentioned gluttony, the embarrassment of being frightened by the dry sky.

Wait, what did it just call me?

Egg waffles?

Xiao Yichen's face turned black, and he trembled with anger, how could these two people not be burned by karmic fire and struck by heavenly thunder!

Although he was angry in his heart, he had no choice, one was a junior brother who couldn't be beaten, and the other was a fierce beast that couldn't be defeated.

......

Early the next morning.

On the top of the Xiuyue Peak of Shenxiao Sect, auspicious clouds are fluttering, like a fairyland.

The sun hanging high for nine days shines through the clouds, shining a ribbon of light sprinkled with gold dust, lining this beautiful moon peak like a flying fairy dancing sleeve, ethereal and dustless.

It is said that in ancient times, there were indeed flying immortals. They were dressed in light veils, their faces were shining, and their aura was extraordinary, and they looked like the smoke of the peony cage from a distance.

Stepping on Qingluan to dance Kunyu,

Playing Huaxu and singing ancient and modern.

It is the world's evaluation of them.

At this moment, Xiuyue Peak is at the highest place, in front of the preaching hall.

There is a strange scene, as eye-catching as flying immortals in the dust.

A large table large enough for 12 people to eat at the same table is full of steamed buns, which are three meters high, and the layers are quite spectacular.

And this is not the most strange, in front of the hill-like pile of buns, there is only a sweaty bald boy, a bald head shining in the morning light.

The young man was thin, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, ignoring the messy oil stains and dandruff at the corners of his mouth, and was munching on the meat bun.

Grab the meat bun with your left hand, swallow one in three bites, and then stuff the other one into your mouth with your right hand.

With the passage of time, Baozi Mountain quietly shrank.

But the boy's stomach did not change. His stomach seems to be living with gluttony all the time, and he can't support it no matter how much he eats.

This young man is naturally Xiao Yichen, in order to be able to practice the art of swallowing stars and re-take the path of cultivation, he can only eat steamed buns according to the gluttonous requirements.

As everyone knows, this is a prank by gluttony on him, just to get out of the evil breath in his heart. If Xiao Yichen found out, he would definitely find a piece of tofu and kill him.

It's a shame.

However, the wilted gluttony pretended to be too similar, and the words that came out were the way, and there was no flaw at all.

At this moment, the voices of people on Xiuyue Peak are boiling, and the cheering sound is like a wave.

There were two or three hundred Shenxiao disciples densely surrounded, and a few elders followed to join in the fun.

Every time Xiao Yichen eats one, the noisy crowd will applaud in unison, as if it is not Xiao Yichen who is challenging this miracle but them.

There was a group of boys and girls in the crowd screaming and shouting: "See, this is our senior brother of the Dry Heaven Master, what a strange person!"

Everyone was puzzled, the Dry Heaven Elders were all thousands of years old, where did such a young senior brother come from, he must have made a mistake.

Everyone looked at the sloppy dry heaven Taoist who stood at the front of the crowd.

I saw him with his hands behind his back, smiling without saying a word, and a ball of withered grass above his head fluttering in the mountain wind.

Different from the lively and fiery atmosphere around him, four or five teenagers in the far corner of the crowd surrounded a sturdy young man of about twelve years old, who was not affected by this warm atmosphere at all, and looked at him coldly.

The young man in the middle had no scruples, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, a waste junior brother, a rice bucket senior brother." It's a perfect match. ”

Someone on the side heard it, turned his head to look, and was facing a pair of cold and peculiar eyes.

Why is it peculiar?

The pupils of the two eyes are as black as ink, and there is a golden ring in each of the two pupils, which are as sharp as eagle eyes, and they look very scary.

After just one glance, he felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void and shoot directly into people's hearts.

Quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

Qi Yue, a person born with heavy pupils, a disciple in the late stage of entering the Dao realm, is about to transform spiritual power into a seed in his body.

Push the new generation of invincible opponents in the sect.

is strong and reckless, and is the proud protégé of the Great Elder Qin Wushuang.

It is said that this Qin Wushuang is arrogant and conceited, and he is upright, but he lets him go untreated and lets him do anything wrong in the Shenxiao Sect. Every time Qi Yue poked out the big basket, Qin Wushuang would help him press it down, so that Xuankong would not know.

This inevitably makes people speculate that the two have an ulterior relationship.

Among the disciples of the Dry Heaven Dao people, there were also those who heard Qi Yue's ridicule, but they dared not speak out. Their Dan cultivation disciples are not strong in the first place, and they don't have the support of a strong person, how can they have the courage to talk back to him?

This is just an episode that happened in the corner, the battle between the people and the buns is still going on, and the atmosphere is still warm.

Xiao Yichen had no distractions, he was unaware of what was happening around him, and there were only five words in his heart: I eat big meat buns.