Chapter 874 Get Ready!

At this time, in the forest.

Jiang Hongyan sat cross-legged in the tree hole calmly, her whole body was shrouded in light, shining brightly, like a fairy who could not eat fireworks in the world, her temperament was pure and dusty!

The enlightened tree in front of her also spewed out a misty phantom, which was being pulled out little by little, and merged with her body.

Outside the tree cave, many women from the Lingxiu Pavilion were sitting cross-legged, but they had no intention of cultivating, and they all looked worried, looking into the distance from time to time.

"Hey, I'm afraid it's a bit exaggerated for him to go out alone like that!"

"This doesn't seem to be a big deal, but a waste of life!"

"This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back!"

Many women were shaking their heads and sighing, no one thought that Xu Que would come back alive.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, there was a movement not far away.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Er Gouzi and several strong men from the imperial palace who had returned with a large pile of dry firewood.

"Clang!"

Er Gouzi rushed back and threw a large pile of dry firewood in his arms on the ground. His thief eyes swept around, and then his face changed, and he exclaimed: "Fuck, what about the kid? Tell him to come out and cook something!"

"Huh, the Holy One is gone too? Wait, this aura..." Several strong men in the imperial palace were stunned, followed by sweeping their eyes, looking at the radiant tree hole, they were immediately moved.

The Holy One is actually practicing in seclusion?

"The posture of the holy venerable, I am afraid that he is closing the door, and he will not be able to stop in a short time!"

"Tomorrow will be a fierce battle, why is the Holy One still practicing in seclusion at this time?"

"Oops, what should I do?"

"That Fellow Daoist Xu is really good, he didn't stop the Holy One no matter what!"

"That's right, where did Fellow Daoist Xu go?"

The faces of several strong men in the imperial palace were anxious, and they were sweating with anxiety.

After all, at this time, the enemy is already at hand, and the battle will be imminent in less than a day, and the overall strength of the enemy is far above them, which really makes them uneasy!

The tall slender woman in Lingxiu Pavilion stood up, and said with a wry smile: "This is the arrangement of fellow Daoist Xu. He asked the Holy One to retreat here and asked me to wait for the Dharma protectors, while he went to deal with those strong men of the Celestial Race alone!"

"What?" Several strong men from the imperial palace were shocked on the spot.

"He is alone, and he is going to face those hundreds of Celestial Race powerhouses?"

"My God, is he crazy?"

"Hold the grass!" Er Gouzi couldn't help but yelled, and said with anger on his face: "Damn it, I worked so hard to collect so much dry firewood and came back, but that kid still has time to kill the Celestial Human Race. What nonsense, such a grown-up person, don't even know how to distinguish the importance of doing things?"

"..." When everyone heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Don't know the importance of doing things?

What is this called?

Although it is absurd for him to kill the Celestials alone, it's better than cooking here, right?

Everyone is an immortal cultivator, and they can't starve without eating for hundreds of years!

"Damn it, the more I think about it, the more angry I am. You all come to judge the reason, and you all come to judge, and you agreed to cook something to eat, but he ran away. Is this plausible?" Er Gouzi attacked very indignantly.

But no one in the room wanted to answer. The key to the question now is not whether to eat or not!

"Er Gouzi, what are you shouting for?"

At this moment, Xu Que's voice came from not far away.

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look subconsciously, stunned for a while.

I saw that Xu Que had come back safe and sound, with a pair of big white feather wings in his hand!

Ok? etc!

Why do those wings look so familiar?

Everyone in the audience was shocked for a moment,

He widened his eyes and stared straight at the pair of wings in Xu Que's hand.

"This...is this...the wings of the Celestial Human Race?" Someone asked in a trembling voice immediately.

But the others were already horrified and didn't bother to answer.

After all, the answer is obvious, this familiar white feather and big wings are clearly from the Celestial Human Race whom they have just met!

Even after entering this area, the only ones they encountered with such wings were the Celestials.

"Hold the grass, what are you doing, kid? How many Celestials have you killed?" Er Gouzi also asked with a look of horror.

Xu Que smiled lightly and waved his hands: "It didn't take long. There were a lot of them, but they were all too weak. Taking the head of an admiral out of my ten thousand troops is like picking something out of a pocket! So I just picked a pair of wings and came back!"

hiss!

After hearing this, everyone in the audience took a deep breath!

Taking the head of a general from among thousands of troops is like searching for something?

Damn, this guy came back safe and sound in the face of hundreds of celestial beings during the tribulation period, and even picked off a pair of wings?

It's going to kill me! How powerful is this thing?

Many people trembled in their hearts, were shocked by it, and even imagined Xu Que's heroic demeanor when he faced hundreds of celestial beings in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

Xu Que just pretended to be coercive in such an understatement, with Jiang Hongyan's indifference on his face, as if nothing happened.

But in fact, there was nothing like that. He used the prototype of Wangwangquan combined with the God-killing sword to kill Tian Zhan, and brought back Tian Zhan's wings. He didn't even go to find those hundreds of people Celestials.

Doing this now is pure bragging!

"Come on, come on, the important moment is coming soon, we have to make preparations first!" At this time, Xu Que said solemnly, clapping his hands.

Everyone was shocked immediately and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally time to prepare for battle!

Fortunately, it's not too late, there's still time to set up formations or something!

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I don't know what to order, we will definitely cooperate with all our strength!" Several experts from the Imperial Palace responded immediately.

"That's right, fellow Daoist Xu, just take orders!" The tall slender woman in Lingxiu Pavilion also nodded.

Xu Que was satisfied immediately and said: "Okay, everyone's enthusiasm is very good, come on, brother, go and pile up all the firewood!"

"yes!"

A strong man from the imperial palace responded immediately, but was stunned the next moment, "Huh? Pile firewood?"

The rest of the audience were also startled, at a loss?

What are you doing stacking firewood at this time?

"Dizzy, why do you have such an expression? How can you make a fire without piles of firewood?" Xu Que asked back, and then waved his hands and directed: "Okay, don't be dazed, and move quickly. Come on, you are responsible for lighting the fire, and You, hurry up and set up the pot, don’t put oil, these wings are very fat. By the way, and you, prepare the green onion and sesame seeds first. Grab the grass, Er Gouzi, what are you doing touching your crotch, these wings can’t be fucked! You can’t be fucked! Hurry up and help the others to light up the firewood, make it bigger! The rest of the people stand aside and call 666!"

Swish!

Everyone in the audience was stunned immediately.

light a fire? Set up the pot? Scallion and sesame?

Nima, dare to make a fuss for a long time, you are going to cook something?

"Oh, kid 666!" Er Gouzi shouted with excitement on his face.

Immediately, this guy rushed towards the pile of dry firewood, and without the help of others, he directly ignited the dry firewood with a wave of his hand.

The corner of Xu Que's mouth raised, he turned his hand and took out a large iron pot, filled it with water and threw it on the firewood.

After a while, the water in the pot boiled, and he threw the whole huge white feather wing into the pot, scalded it casually, then fished it out, threw it into the air, and with a wave of his big hand, the whole wing fell off in an instant.

Countless white feathers fell, like a heavy snowfall.

In "Big Snow", Xu Que held a long sword in his hand and slashed at the pair of wings.

Between three and two swords, there were a few cracks on the wings.

Immediately following the sound of "Kang Dang", Xu Que kicked the cauldron flying, and took out a large iron frame with his hands, and put it on top of the firewood. On the iron frame!

The whole process is smooth and flowing, in one go.

Everyone in the audience was stunned and dumbfounded!

When they came back to their senses, Xu Que had already brushed the wings with oil, sprinkled chili powder and pepper...

Accompanied by bursts of strong fragrance, everyone suddenly trembled and their legs trembled at this moment!

"This... This guy, is it true?"

"He really wants to cook this thing?"

"This is the wing of the celestial beings. What is the difference between eating this thing and eating people?"

"No, I can't stand it!"

"The members of the Zhatian Gang not only eat mosquitoes, but now they also roast the wings of heaven and humans with charcoal!"

"I feel like I'm going to collapse!"

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