Devouring The Heavens

Peng Fei also took out several treasures of heaven and earth and threw them in. Soon, the fragrance was elegant, many blood-colored sand bugs, the two-headed dragons smelled this breath, and they were scared into the desert underground. Who dares to come out.

Even the three-headed dragons were eaten roasted, not to mention them, they simply died without any suspense.

"Come here, eat meat and drink wine." Peng Fei took out an altar of "Drunken Brew" from his black iron bowl.

Xuanyuan's eyes glared and said, "You fat man, it seems that you have stole an altar from you that day."

"Of course, I can't let you go after seeing your kid kick up." Pengfei slobbered, but it seemed a bit of a taboo to eat meat and drink in Buddhism land, but this time, Pengfei Naturally, there is not much to worry about.

"Okay, well done." Xuanyuan smiled and roasted the three-headed dragon seriously for half an hour, and the fragrance of the meat flew out of hundreds of miles.

"I smell the meat and drink drunken wine. How can I be so good with such good meat and wine?" A voice came, and I saw the monk who was mad at the oasis a few days ago. Here comes, slanting and slanting, as if he will fall at any time, and finally inserted directly between Xuanyuan and Baji.

Xuanyuan was relieved in his heart, as if he was released in an instant, Baji was not happy, and grabbed the body of the Najiren monk directly, and then lost it. I saw that Najiren monk came directly to a scallion, the whole head The body plunged directly into the soft yellow sand ground, only to see two black lacquered legs dangling in midair.

A moment later, he broke free. He was unkempt and spit out a few mouthfuls of sand in his mouth. He didn't care: "This girl is so powerful."

Xuanyuan smiled embarrassedly and said: "Sorry, Master, that's the way the girl is, and she's more straightforward."

"It's alright, anyway, poor monk, just to rub your bite to eat it. It's a little wronged. It doesn't matter at all. If you eat meat, drink it if you have one. It's a living god." Laughing, two pills of sand choked out of the black nostrils, and also brought black dirt. I don't know how long he hadn't bathed.

Chapter One Thousand and One

The night is as cold as the water, the campfire shines, the stars are scattered, the moon flows around, and a good scenery.

The fire of the Laojun furnace rolled and it burned.

Xuanyuan tore a large piece of roasted dragon meat and threw it to Ba Ji. Ba Ji took it in hand, without tweaking, and opened his mouth to eat, without regard to the image of an emperor.

Peng Fei and babbling are even more tolerant, and the food is full of greasy hands, and the black paint hands are greasy to a layer of dirt, which makes people feel painful, and he is still full of himself from time to time. Wipe the patch of the monk's robe, and finally wipe his hands a lot.

Everyone poured a big bowl of'Drunken Brew' in front of them, and sipped it all.

The cool breeze is mild.

Xuanyuanha breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Jifei, and did not disdain him for being a tattered one. Instead, he asked with respect and smiled and said, "Master Jiji, which temple are you from?"