2909 Repression

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"Hey, I seem to have heard someone say braised lion head just now, where is it? My saliva is dripping out..."

Following the sudden words, a figure in white clothes Shengxue quietly appeared in the distant void, with his hands behind his back, looking like a dandy, with a pale complexion, a cold and arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, triangle However, the fierce light in his eyes flashed wildly, and he locked tightly on the majestic lion who was showing his mighty power in the void!

It was Zhao Feng!

Of course, the image of him now is that of the ancestor of the Yin Demon Clan, the young master of the Nether Clan!

In the surrounding void, there was a sound of exclamation in an instant...

"My God, look who's here?"

"The ancestor of the Yin Demon Race is happy? He was not left behind by the ancestor of the Turtle Clan. This is too amazing. He was so arrogant before, calling himself the ancestor in front of the Turtle Clan elder in the late stage of Qiankun Realm. "

"In this situation, they can return calmly. Could it be that the ancestor Minggui really invited him with courtesy?"

"That should be the case, and it reveals too much information. At least, the ancestor of Minggui has recognized his identity. Before sending the patriarch of the Minggui clan to greet him in person, this is clearly the rhythm of equal treatment. Is this happy Is Patriarch Ji really from the ancient times, the young master of the extinct Nether clan in legend?"

"This is probably the case, and most of the ancestors of the Nether clan were indeed in the same camp as the ancestors of the Turtle clan. This is a sign that later generations will join forces again. The Yin Demon clan has found a big backer!"

"The situation is about to become chaotic. This is the Sea of ​​Dark Tortoises. Although the Warrior Lion Clan is not afraid of the Dark Turtle Clan, it is like their young patriarch bullying the Yin Demon Clan. , not here at the moment, if Patriarch Huanjian wants to get mad, the Qiankun elder of the clan who sits in the black fortress at the back probably won’t dare to do anything, otherwise the living fossils of the Minggui clan will definitely make a move!"

"From this point of view, this battle should stop between Shi Bafeng and the Huanjian old clan, and it will not expand any further. If it involves the power of the universe, it will be very difficult to end the situation!"

"Is the current genius of the Warrior Lion Clan going against the Sealed Young Master of the Nether Clan? There has been a long period of time between the two, but they are fighting in this world. This battle is unprecedented..."

Yinqi, Yinba, Yinjiu and other members of the Yinmo tribe were even more excited and shouted.

"The ancestors are back, and our clan is thriving!"

"That's right, the ancestor Minggui personally invited him, and returned with a gift at the end. My ancestor is mighty, and must have formed an alliance with the Minggui clan. This is our territory."

"Hahaha... Great joy, the lion dog of the Warrior Lion Clan dared to provoke our clan in the Sea of ​​Turtles, and now he is dumbfounded, and kicked the iron plate!"

"I am the master of my territory, I respectfully invite the ancestors to blow up the lion's head!"

"Happy Patriarch, number one in the world!"

"Immortal blessings will last forever, and longevity will be equal to heaven!"

"Happy Patriarch, punch and kick!"

"Lion-headed dog, crying bitterly..."

In the end, the slogan of singing praises suddenly came out again, and it was slightly modified to be more targeted, pointing directly at Shibafeng who manifested the real body of a blood lion!

Faced with a shocking change, the atmosphere in the surrounding void froze in an instant.

The unexpected return of the young master of the Yin Demon Race is too amazing!

Some people wondered whether he was detained by the ancestors of the Minggui clan,

After all, this person was too insolent before, and he disrespected the elder of the Minggui clan who had the late stage of the 15th Great Realm Qiankun Realm, calling himself the Patriarch.

In fact, the reason why the young patriarch of the War Lion Clan took action against the Yin Demon Clan, apart from not being used to it, and wanting to gain some limelight through this battle, part of the reason was because of the extreme joy of the Yin Demon Clan's ancestors. There is a possibility of not coming back.

But at this moment, with the arrival of Zhao Feng, this speculation was instantly shattered. All the powerhouses of the major forces watching the battle in the surrounding void raised their hearts to their throats, knowing that there must be a big battle.

At this moment, with the arrival of Zhao Feng, Bafeng, the young patriarch of the War Lion Clan, also stopped his offensive. Across thousands of miles of void, he was facing Zhao Feng who was walking slowly towards Zhao Feng with his hands behind his back and his feet stepping on the void. Feng looked away.

He sneered and said, "Young Master Youming?"

"It's my ancestor, the big poodle. Don't think that you can avoid death by getting close. Today, you are destined to be made into a braised lion head by this ancestor!"

Zhao Feng sneered, replied with a smile, then unceremoniously raised his hand and waved it away, pointing at the direction of the void where Shi Bafeng is...

"call out!"

A faint dark green awn rushed out from between Zhao Feng's eyebrows. The speed was extremely fast, and it spanned thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. In less than half a breath, it was already in front of the majestic lion.

Immediately afterwards, before everyone came back to their senses, the faint and almost imperceptible dark green awn suddenly swelled, and in the blink of an eye it was already a thousand feet in size, turning into a terrifying dark green withered claw.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden flash of dark green light, the withered claws disappeared, and the head of the mighty lion rolled down from the shoulder without a sound...

"puff!"

"Clatter..."

After a gushing sound, there was the roar of a huge waterfall. From the neck cavity of the head that had lost its ten thousand zhang head, a cavity of hot blood shot up into the sky, surging thousands of meters, and finally turned into a majestic canopy. blood rains down the void.

This scene happened so quickly that everyone was caught off guard. At this moment, as the scalding blood rained down from the canopy in the sky, Zhao Feng's words with a hint of laziness suddenly came out.

Immediately afterwards, the gigantic lion's head, which was thousands of meters tall, with glaring eyes, disappeared together with the remnant body of the bloody lion with scarlet blood gushing from its neck cavity.

Even the large amount of ferocious lion's blood that was pouring down like rain in the void disappeared without a trace!

This is exactly the result of Zhao Feng activating the exchange system to forcibly devour the ability. Although this blood-slaughtering lion cannot be fed, its flesh and blood are extraordinary after all. At present, Bafeng, the chief lion with the highest concentration of battle bodies in this clan, has manifested the real body of the wild lion with the third transformation through the magic of battle body.

To Zhao Feng, these flesh and blood are the best ingredients for refining medicine.

At this moment, after he used the exchange system to collect it into his body, the true blood of the wild lion was immediately collected by a bottle-shaped space fetish. Even the headless body of a wild lion is put into a large-capacity space fetish, which can keep it from rotting and the efficacy of the medicine from being lost.

When you need to use it in the future, you can take it at any time, how much you use, and how much you cut!

As for the huge wild lion head, Zhao Feng said just now that if he wanted to eat braised lion head, his mouth was already drooling, so naturally he would not break his promise.

The wild lion owl's head was thrown into Shennong giant cauldron by him at the first time, and it was roasted by the red orange fire in the cauldron in the blink of an eye. With a wave of his hand again, one shrunk to a size of six or seven hundred feet, like a small mountain bag Yes, the braised lion's head, golden and oily on the surface, dripping with sweat and smelling meaty, appeared in front of Zhao Feng...

"Big bastards, big and small, braised lion head... ready for dinner!"

"Let me out, damn Linghu Chong, this young master will suppress you one day!"

"Aww..."

"It's simply too much. This is absolutely unbearable. We, the young patriarchs of the top ten ethnic groups in the second universe, were raised here as medicine. Linghu Chong, you will die!"

"Wait, the Jagged Warrior Shishi Bafeng, one of the three invincibles of the younger generation in the second universe, is a good friend of this young master, and he will find you soon and suppress you!"

"Boom!"

In the Shennong Ding, Ji Jinghong, the young patriarch of the Yinji clan, Ritian, the young protagonist of the Barbarian Bull clan, Jin Haoyan, the young master of the Golden Eagle clan, and Lang Ganglie, the fourth descendant of the greedy wolf clan, were detained deep in the inner space of the tripod. People are yelling and roaring frantically.

Suddenly, there was a heavy bang, and a ferocious lion's head as large as a thousand feet fell from the sky, which shocked all four of them, and the roaring sound stopped abruptly.

"This is……"

"Oh my god, Shibafeng's lion head? That's right, it's definitely him. This young master is good friends with him, how could he admit his mistake?"

"This guy is so cruel that he actually came to the Second Universe. Is this the rhythm of slaughtering the Warrior Lion Clan in one fell swoop?"

"Look, it's set on fire again. Do you want to be so cruel? You want to eat braised lion's head?"

"call out……"

Before the words of the four people who were terrified and terrified could finish their words, a huge lion's head, which was shiny and fragrant, flew across the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Gulu!"

"Gulu..."

Until this time, the four of Ji Jinghong realized that they had swallowed subconsciously, and all four of them were swallowing, without exception.

The four of them were so ashamed and indignant that they all turned around and hid in the corner of the cell, their minds were completely messed up...

...

At the same time, in the sea of ​​tortoises, the young lion warrior Shi Bafeng and Zhao Feng had a shocking battle... To be precise, it was the void that Zhao Feng had snapped his claws at.

"Gulu!"

"Gulu Gulu..."

As this huge braised lion head shrunk due to being roasted by the fire, but still has a size of six or seven hundred feet, the whole body is golden, oily, and the smell of meat wafts for thousands of miles, it suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and the surrounding void Among them, which one is in the fleets of the major forces watching the battle from afar.

Immediately there was a strange grunting sound.

Countless people swallowed their saliva at this moment. This was completely a subconscious action. After all, Shi Bafeng's combat body was originally extraordinary, and even the blood-slaughtering mad lion combat body magical technique inspired the combat body's real body, and reached The third change.

After being roasted by the one-color orange fire of Shennong Ding, all the dross is evaporated, and all that remains is the essence. This braised lion head is not only delicious, but also a medicine of flesh and blood. It must skyrocket!

It's so fragrant that anyone who smells it won't be tempted, and can't help but swallow their saliva...

Even vaguely, there seemed to be some suspicious murmurs coming over.

"Huh? Why is it so fragrant? It's not that the old man with a lion head from the Lion Warrior Clan has never roasted it. He once hunted one quietly back then. Although the battle body is not as powerful as this lion's domineering style,... the fragrance is not so bad, right? ?”

"It feels so familiar. Another peerless foodie has been born out of nowhere. It is definitely comparable to the unrivaled monster Linghu of the human race. What's wrong with this world? Are they all infected by Linghu? "

"It's absolutely true. That guy is a lump of poison. Even though he has been exiled to the turbulent void, the influence has remained. The three major cosmic planes will give birth to countless peerless foodies in the future..."

"Hey, the clansmen with extraordinary combat bodies in their bodies, their clansmen must be careful in the future, they can no longer go out alone, let alone walk at night, there will be foodies to attack them!"

"Hahaha……"

"Delicious! The most delicious in the world. Before, this young master thought that... what kind of meat is the most delicious in the world. I didn't expect that there are better ones. The Sea of ​​Turtles really didn't come in vain."

"Before, in the dark tortoise secret realm, I drank psychic wine with the dark tortoise ancestor Hai, who was already as big as a star, and the mouth was so pale that birds could come out. I didn't expect that there would be a braised lion head immediately. Wine, really happy..."

Just as the startled murmurs of the powerhouses from all the major forces sounded, Zhao Feng here had already sprinted to the top of the huge braised lion head, waving his hands to sacrifice invisible vigor, wrapped in pieces of golden and shiny The precious meat will be delivered to the mouth.

As soon as the entrance melted, he almost swallowed his tongue in enjoyment, and almost said that he leaked his mouth to reveal his identity. Finally, he came to his senses and quickly changed his words. Fan.

After all, in the pitch-black starry sky fortress in the distance, there is still a mighty Qiankun of the Lion Warrior clan sitting in the fortress. Now the young patriarch of the clan has been slaughtered, and even made a braised lion head in public. As a great power in the universe, it is impossible for this person to show nothing. Although Zhao Feng is not afraid of him, in order to avoid unnecessary death battles, he deliberately brought out the ancestor of the dark turtle to suppress the situation at this moment, which can be regarded as giving the other party a step down.

After all, this is the sea of ​​tortoises, and Zhao Feng has already lifted the ancestor of the tortoise out. Even the great powers of the war lion clan are powerless to the other party, and they leave with a few harsh words as if to support the scene, which should still be acceptable Yes, it can barely be regarded as a passable confession!

For all this, Yin Qi, Yin Ba, Yin Jiu and other members of the Yin Demon Clan didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

With the arrival of the ancestor Huan Jian, all the worries in their hearts were completely dissipated as early as the first time.

From their point of view, the Huanxi Patriarch went and returned, which is definitely the rhythm of drinking and drinking with the Minggui Patriarch and forming a covenant, which means that the entire sea of ​​Minggui is now our own. of the site.

Immediately afterwards, before they had time to digest the great joy that suddenly descended on their hearts, Patriarch Huanjian made a sudden move, beheading in an instant the young master of the Wild Lion Clan, Shi Bafeng, who had been raging wildly before, and even baked it into an astonishing instant. Oily and golden.

At this moment, following Zhao Feng's greeting, they started first, coupled with the tempting scent that kept getting into their noses, these guys couldn't hold back anymore, they swallowed wildly one by one, and rushed over at the same time after cheering.

Although the braised lion head with a size of six to seven hundred feet is huge, it is really nothing in the face of the tens of thousands of Yinmo clansmen. Like countless ants all over the body, they all hung on the top of this huge braised lion head, feasting on it!

In less than ten short breaths, half of the big braised lion head was gnawed off, exposing the white bones.

This scene stunned all the powerhouses of the major forces watching the battle in the surrounding void. The Lion Bafeng was too miserable, the Yin Demon Clan was too ruthless, and the Huanjian Patriarch was too cruel. Roasted raw, it turned into a huge white bone skeleton, and everyone shuddered!

"what……"

Also at this time, in the dark starry sky fortress in the distant void, a shocking roar roared, and the great power of the Zhankuang Clan finally came back...