The Strongest Sect of All Times

Deloitte dragged her weak body into the sand and her back looked unusually desolate and depressed.

“Kid, don't be discouraged. ”

Spiritually, the soul consoled: “Without devouring the veins, there is also devouring the heart, as long as we understand the higher levels, we can be invincible! ”

Returning to his world is his fastest fix and fastest way to become stronger.

It was unexpected that the formations laid out by the emperor had been modified to become completely unfamiliar and could only continue to adhere to the original plan, focusing on the cultivation of this human being.

Though an idiot, a reckless one.

But when he's strong, he swallows his soul and takes complete control of his body, he can do whatever he wants!

Derek didn't know that he was only a chess piece in front of his soul. Instead, he was moved and someone would come to comfort him when he was injured.

“Whoo!”

He exhaled and held his fist.

“I will work hard to cultivate and work hard to become stronger until one day, the night stars and the king will laugh and kneel at their feet! ”

Good boy, ambitious!

“So.”

The soul encouraged: "Don't look for evil beasts and flower and grass trees to consume energy. Only by directly consuming the warrior's energy will it improve faster. ”

On his way to Northern Desert, he suggested it.

But when Delhi gradually took control of the power of swallowing, he would only start with the beast and the plant, and not take the warrior at all.

To be exact.

Ever since he had the ability to devour, most of his boosts stem from ingestion of fierce beasts, unless he encounters a troubled fighter, who rarely takes the initiative.

“Isn't it a little inappropriate to eat their energy without resentment?” Deloitte.

“Kid. ”

"In a world where either you die or he dies, compassion will only push you out into the abyss of all things. ”

Derek's eyes grew cold.

“Listen to me. ”

The soul continues to encourage: "Only those who consume weapons can become stronger faster, can avenge snow and hate, and become the masters of the heavens and the earth! ”

Obviously, he needs to be a little stronger in terms of ignorance.

“Okay!”

"I'll try! ”

“Hmm?”

On the official road to Huangsha City, he saw an old man whose life was walking on a massive meteor, and his eyes glowed green: “That's him! ”

The man that Delhi saw was the one who rode the wind gate too long, Xu Lao Wei, had just left and was ready to go to the city to do some work.

“Ah! Ah! ”

“Senior, I was wrong! I was wrong! ”

“Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom --------”

The night arrived, Dai Rui's nose and blue face squatted in the wet cave, as if the poor kitten was licking the wound alone, and his soul hated the iron and steel roar: “You must find a Wuhuang! ”

……

Wanguzong.

King sits in the hall laughing.

The sealing of the space passage is secure, and the invasion of the world of the Soul is by no means a one-and-a-half hour event.

So this is a temporary end to his mind, and the most important thing right now is to consider how to complete the epic task.

“Although Shi Qi has met the minimum standards, it must be completed in excess of the settlement period after one year.” King often laughed and mumbled.

“And the Gastronomy Competition. ”

“It's only two or three months since we left. How's the doodle going? ”

With that in mind, King often laughed and rose to the dining room.

Just walking in, I saw Li Shangtian and Sima Zhongda and others crouching down and crying, tears all wet the ground.

What the hell is going on?

Is it possible that Lee Fei used his body of frustration to put both of them in a state of pessimism?

It's not right!

The kid is practicing the tower, it's not empty at all.

“Lord...” Li Tiantian wiped tears and snot, crying: “Sister Liu's fried rice, Jane... it's delicious...”

Gun Chang laughed and found that there was a bowl of stir-fried rice on the table in front of him. From the colour, it was no different from the previous stir-fried rice. Then he glanced at them and said: “It's not like you haven't eaten before. Look at the two of you. ”

“No… not…"

Li Shangtian cried: “This fried rice is not the same as before. After eating it... woo... let me cry again..."

“Newly developed? ”

King often smiled at the table and picked up the spoon. “Here, taste it. ”

……

“Master Li! ”

Outside the dining room, Liu Wanshi laughed: “I just developed a brand new fried rice today, it tastes great! ”

"The more you say that, the more curious I am," said Lerochew. ”

“Smell it, don't eat it! ”

“Why?”

“Because…”

The little girl suddenly said with a small face: “I added a special ingredient to the fried rice, and after eating it, I couldn't help but cry! ”

Leroy Qiushan said, “So amazing? ”

The two men had walked into the dining room, and as soon as they stood steady, they stood still, as three people were squatting inside and crying in their faces.

“Ma'am... Ma'am...” King used to smile and wipe his eyes and cry. “You're in the fried rice... did you put a tear gas gas on it?”

“Ah?”

Liu Wanshi opened his mouth and said: "Have you eaten fried rice? ”

……

Gun Chang smiled and Li Shangtian cried for half an hour. His eyes were swollen before recovering.

Liu Wanshi looked like a child who had made a mistake. He leaned back against the corner of the wall and rubbed his clothes around the corner with his little hands. He whispered: "Master, I'm sorry... I didn't expect you to eat this bowl of fried rice...”

“Not bad, not bad. ”

Gun Chang sat down laughing and wiped away tears in his eyes: “The newly developed fried rice tastes much better than before. If you take it to the Gastronomy Competition, you can definitely fill the judges with tears. ”

“My lord, this is just a random study, a Gastronomy contest, and a better dish.” Liu Wan said.

“What's better? ”

\ "In that case, it must be easy to win the Gastronomy Competition!\" said Jungchang. ”

“Patriarch. ”

Liu Wanshi frowned: “I'm afraid you don't know yet that Contemporary Gastronomy has sent its proudest disciple to enter the competition. ”

“Oh?”

King Chang smiled and turned to Le Lochu, who said: "Fifty years ago, a man named Heavenly Eater, the champion of the Five Gastronomy Competitions of the Cicada League, was honored as the contemporary Gastronomy. ”

“Bull!”

The Champion of the Five Gastronomy Championships of the Cicada League is definitely not about luck, but about authenticity in cooking.

Li Lo Qiu continued: "Food for heaven received a closed disciple named Song Bao in his later years, and after several years of cultivation, he claimed to have inherited 90% of his garments. ”

“At the beginning of the Ganoderma Competition, many have determined that the Ganoderma disciples will surely win this Ganoderma Competition Championship, and perhaps even become the next generation of Ganoderma, like the former. ”

“So this Song Bao would be the biggest threat on the road to the crown," said King Chang. ”

"Many of the old seniors who have won the championship of the Ganoderma Competition have learned that the food fought for the heavenly disciples, and have allowed their apprentices to participate in the battle. This Ganoderma Competition can be described as a master of the clouds and stars. ”

“ …… ”

Kingston laughed and twitched his mouth.

Shi Ba's task is to get Liu Wanshi to the top three of the Gusteau competition. He thought it would be easy. Now, it seems that it is destined that he can be classified as an epic task!

“Difficulty is the challenge. ”

"" I'm sure you'll be able to squeeze all the way down, "said King Chang, laughing." Bring up the trophy of the Gastronomy Competition! ”

“Mmm!”

Liu Wanshi began with a strong focus: “The disciples will not fail the high expectations of the Lord! ”

“Come on! ”

“Come on! ”

After giving encouragement to his disciples, King smiled and went to the pharmacy.

“Huh?”

Preparing to continue researching Liu Wanshi's Chinese recipe, he just walked into the kitchen, surprised: “Why is the bowl of fried rice gone? ”

“Woo woo...”

Back of the mountain, the Purple Demon King squatted on the ground, tears could not stop flowing, and there was an empty bowl with no rice particles left under his feet.

Junxiang laughed a little tear for half an hour.

This guy... ate it all.