Chapter 377: Junior five-body throwing clothes (6 more)
"Cracking!"
But in an instant, the scent of Jiao's head was already spreading, and people couldn't help but move their index fingers.
I have to say that Maharaja Liuchen's cultivation is not very good, but for a barbecue, it is blessed to say that it is difficult to find the 36 continents.
Those flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, as long as they can eat, there is nothing that Maharaja Liuchen dare not eat.
With the memory of Maharaja Liuchen, almost half of the time spent eating for thousands of years, now this unique barbecue technique has become exclusive to the Demon King.
"what!"
"Ancestor...save..."
Long Yan Rumeng first woke up, looking at the Jiao head in the void, only to realize that he had been decapitated, and the tremendous pain made him wailing.
"Human child, the old man wants you to die!"
The old man incarnation of the dark three-headed flood erupted with endless terrifying roars, piercing the extremes of the world like thunder and lightning, and an extremely fierce pressure erupted from his body.
Too much deception! That's too much!
How arrogant, arrogant, and humiliating!
Slap face, slap face naked!
It hit not only the face of the three-headed flood, but also the faces of the abyss race and the dark creatures.
Beheading in person doesn't count!
It is peeled and grilled in person.
How can we tolerate such unscrupulous and lawless behavior!
The ancestor of the three-headed Jiao is violent. Not only is it violent, it has not been so violent for thousands of years. If you don't kill this human child, how will you gain a foothold in the ancient city in the future, and how will you be in the abyss.
"Heh! Three-headed snake, listen to my son, don't move!"
"Don't move, when the snake head is baked, I will give you a taste."
"My son is very rare and interested in cooking personally, you want me to not be able to taste it."
"The boy will be very angry, but the consequences are quite serious."
With a flick of the ancient wild sleeve, more than a dozen bottles and jars emerged in the void, all of which were spices made from the best elixir. Looking at the three-headed flood ancestor, it was full of threats.
However, the movement in his hand did not stop, and the wave of his hand was filled with golden light, which constructed the sky fire into a yuan seal, completely calcining the head of the Jiao.
The fragrance is overflowing, and it completely arouses the taste buds of others.
"Human child, the old man will not set you down, and swear not to be a Jiao!"
The three-headed Jiao ancestor's face was blue, and the whole person was almost in madness, his eyes seemed to burst out with furious flames, a touch of terrifying and fierce coercion swept across the sky, and there was a posture of crushing the ancient wasteland to death.
In all directions, there were countless onlookers, all of whom were forced to retreat. Everyone was full of deep panic and fear.
When the saint is angry, the world changes!
Xu Momo, Meng Yaoyang, and Xing Yun were all pale, and even breathing was extremely difficult. They were just the remnants of the saint.
The rest of the figures are naturally not much better. They are all panicked, for fear that the Great Dark Lord of the Abyss will anger them.
On the contrary, Gu Chen was not surprised, because he knew that his eldest brother was a total villain, badass, and little devil, and he had to rely on him if he dared to fight face to face.
If you don’t rely on it, you probably don’t know how to die.
Moreover, this product is a natural pretender.
"Old thing, it seems that my son is too shameful!"
"Old shameless, kill him for me!"
There was a bit of fierceness in Guhuang's eyes, and he immediately began to transmit his voice into the void, and he knew that the old shameless was about to drool without looking.
"The remnants of the ancient madman, die!"
The three-headed Jiao had a scary face, and he almost ran away on the spot. The terrifying coercion once again swept toward the ancient wilderness, seeming to be the rhythm of the ancient wilderness.
Little bastard, if you are not dead, the old man's resentment is hard to dispel!
The descendants of the ancient madman, this is a remnant, and must be eliminated.
Whatever the cost, this little **** will be killed.
"boom!"
Suddenly a ragged shoe flew out of the void, exuding an incomparably foul-smelling shoe. It unbiasedly hit the three-headed ancestor's face, and its whole body was directly smashed away, and the figure flew out more than ten feet. , Fell to the ground fiercely, and even smashed a human-shaped hole, with a clear shoe print on his face.
"Falling calf stuff, you can call the ancient madman again, you can also call the ancient madman."
"Just you little deflated calves, when my old brother Gu Wudi crushed Wudi, why didn't you dare to jump in front of him."
"I dare to bully his descendants while my old brother is away. Is this a decoration?"
Dressed in ragged clothes, the dirty old shameless Wang Lu appeared, still carrying a dog leg, carrying a jar of bad wine, and slowly appeared in front of the three-headed ancestor.
Fragrant, it's so incense. This little monster is proficient in cooking.
on purpose!
It is deliberate!
Knowing that this seat is good, I deliberately roasted the dragon head, and made it clear that I was attracted to help him pretend to be forced!
What a treacherous little monster, even more shameless than Gu Wudi.
Forget it, even the baby was given away, and he lost his face in front of this little monster.
"You...you...you are..."
"Impossible... why are you still alive... this is impossible... illogical!"
"Difficult... Could it be... the ancient madman is still alive..."
"boom!"
"I'm paralyzed, when this seat is the wind? You dare to call the ancient lunatic..."
"boom!"
"Little crippled calf, let me beep again, believe it or not I ate you!"
"boom!"
"Walking, what do you look in your eyes, look down on this seat, right?"
"boom!"
"Isn't it? You are paralyzed, I killed your crippled baby stuff today..."
The old shameless Wang Lu slammed into the face of the three-headed Jiao ancestor, with a foul smell overflowing, which made people gag.
But the ancestor of the three-headed Jiao was miserable, and Wang Yan’s face was full of flowers, blood flying, bones torn...
"Wow!"
"Senior forgive me...Ah!"
"The juniors don't mean to look down on it...but the juniors are shocked that a big guy like you actually..."
"Senior...forgiveness...forgiveness!"
"Serve... the clothes of the younger generation's five-body cast..."
The ancestor of the three-headed Jiao squirted out a mouthful of blood, and squatted on the ground with his five bodies. He didn't dare to be unconvinced at all, and he was completely scared to death.
The old shameless Wang Lun...the world's biggest black hand...
When the ancient madman was rampant, this old **** already existed.
He was kidnapped and deceived, and he did no evil, and he could not get through the dark races of the abyss, the dead, the dark, and the purgatory. Back then, he and the ancient lunatic smashed the saints on the three floors of the abyss.
A dozen powerful ancestors of the blood of the three-headed Jiao were all eaten by the old shamelessly.
It's more than ferocious, it's ten times more ferocious than the devil, OK?
Unlucky! After eight lifetimes of blood mold, I really can't get through these days.
"The ancient is big, the dragon meat in the sky, the donkey meat in the underground, but you don't know that the older the snake meat, the more powerful it is. I think that the kid Gu Wudi and I once ate more than a dozen three-headed scorpion."
"It's a pity that Gu Wudi is not good at craftsmanship. I chop off this old thing. You are tired and help me cook it well."
"I haven't eaten snake meat for a long time!"
The old shameless Wang Lu looked at the three-headed Jiao ancestor with green eyes, and his big torn sleeves severely wiped the corners of his mouth, wishing to eat it now.
I'm going to die! Where is your monthly pass? Dare to give it to me!
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