God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

A bunch of little girls thought they could take advantage of their Divine Sword Peak. Just kidding, they had expected such a result.

Since becoming an opponent is unavoidable, then it makes sense for me to bury a small hole in my hand, right?

Therefore, on the battlefield at this time, many disciples can be seen, and the magic techniques that were originally great achievements have instantly become perfect, and the cultivation skills that were originally supposed to be small achievements have directly become great achievements.

Everyone was not surprised to see each other, with an expression that I had already guessed.

They are all foxes with thousands of years of experience, and they are very discerning. They have already guessed that your kid has a secret, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

"Sure enough, there is a hidden trick."

"Senior brothers were joking and talking to each other."

"Honestly, what other tricks are you hiding?"

"No more, absolutely no more. This is really the full strength of junior brother."

"Heh, you think I'll believe it?"

On the city wall, the original worries had long since dissipated. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Ye Changqing felt more and more strange the more he thought about it.

If these senior brothers are so fierce, how could it be so laborious to hit the Flying Eagle Stream outside the offshore camp before?

You know, there were still Jade Girl Peak disciples helping out at that time.

In the previous battle, Ye Changqing only read the beginning, and then was busy making bone soup for everyone, so he didn't pay much attention.

But judging from the current situation, the fight shouldn't be so difficult. Look at these senior brothers, they all died like tigers descending the mountain.

At this time, apart from Ye Changqing who felt strange, there was another person who was also confused, and that was Zhao Zhengping, the senior brother.

It can even be said that Zhao Zhengping has more doubts than Ye Changqing.

Because he had personally experienced the previous battle, he was very sure that they were not so fierce before.

Looking at the junior disciples around him, and then at Liu Shuang, Xu Jie, Lu Youyou, and Wang Yao's direct disciples, Zhao Zhengping felt abandoned again.

"Second Junior Sister, didn't you return to the Dharma Appearance Realm and achieve perfection before? How come you have become perfect now?"

His cultivation level is actually on par with his own.

"Practice."

With a simple answer, the corner of Zhao Zhengping's mouth twitched. I didn't know it was because of practice.

"Lao San, how come you have achieved great success in your cultivation?"

"Breakthrough by chance."

"Fourth Junior Sister......"

After asking around, Zhao Zhengping felt a tightness in his chest. He was sure that one or two of these guys were hiding their clumsiness before.

Many disciples have made great progress, but my senior brother is still stuck in the same place emotionally?

Insidious, really too insidious. What about the friendship between fellow seniors? Have you all forgotten that even my senior brother has to hide this?

In just a few months, what happened to Divine Sword Peak.

I thought I had seen through the changes in Divine Sword Peak, but now I realize that what I saw was only the surface.

Something was wrong, something was really wrong. Zhao Zhengping, who had grown up in Shenjianfeng, felt that something was very wrong at this moment.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Zhengping was determined to figure it all out, but for now he still had to wait until the ingredients were ready.

His eyes were directly locked on the dumbfounded Jiao Min behind him. He was an old rival, and he was also the most powerful among the many aquatic tribes.

The strongest versus the strongest, it should be dealt with by my senior brother.

However, Liu Shuang was one step ahead of her, and she dashed straight towards Jiao Min. Seeing this, Zhao Zhengping opened his mouth slightly.

"So fast."

Yes, it was really fast, faster than his senior brother. At this moment, Zhao Zhengping felt bitter in his heart. The strength of his second junior sister had already caught up with him.

"How could this be?"

Jiao Min looked at the battle situation in front of him dumbfounded, feeling despair in his heart.

How could this Divine Sword Peak disciple be so strong? Impossible, unreasonable. How did they practice?

Just as Jiao Min was stunned, a sword light flashed across, carrying a strong icy aura.

She quickly turned sideways and barely managed to avoid the attack, but Liu Shuang was already in front of her.

Seeing that the person coming was Liu Shuang, Jiao Min threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind and said coldly.

"Liu Shuang, you are looking for death."

Naturally, he knew this second disciple of Divine Sword Peak, and the murderous intent in Jiao Min's eyes increased greatly. If the person coming was Senior Brother Zhao Zhengping, maybe Jiao Min would still be wary of him, but Liu Shuang had never been beaten before. She Not his opponent.

He was inexplicably confident, but after the real fight, Jiao Min was dumbfounded.

This Liu Shuang is actually stronger than Zhao Zhengping.

The ice swordsmanship has reached its perfection. In just a hundred rounds, Jiao Min was suppressed by Liu Shuang.

With an expressionless face, Liu Shuang naturally wouldn't waste time with Jiao Min and decided to kill him immediately.

The perfect level of ice swordsmanship fell, and countless ice swords struck from all directions.

Even though Jiao Min resisted with all his strength, he was stabbed to the core by the ice sword in the end. There were blood holes all over his body and he couldn't die anymore.

"Senior sister, wait a minute, keep the whole body."

At this time, Xu Jie hurried over and looked at Jiao Min, who was already dead and his body was riddled with holes. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Second Senior Sister, why are you so anxious? What should we do now?"

"something wrong?"

Hearing this, Liu Shuang was puzzled and said that she didn't think too much about it, she just wanted to kill Jiao Min. Who knows why Xu Jie reacted so strongly.

"No, if you make it like this, how can it be used as food in the future? We haven't found a good way to kill the dragon yet. You... Alas, this is Jiao Min, the strongest one here. , the aquarium with the highest bloodline, this is the top ingredient."

Xu Jie looked regretful. He was a step too late. This Jiao Min is too weak. Why can't you hold on a little longer? I'll be there soon. I can definitely save you.

Hearing Xu Jie's words, Liu Shuang also realized that she had made a mistake. She looked at Jiao Min's body. It seemed a bit too miserable like this. She didn't know if it could still be used.

Liu Shuang pursed her lips and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Third Junior Brother, I didn't think that much. I won't do it next time."

Even when he apologized, he looked cold. Xu Jie knew the character of the second senior sister and didn't care. He just said with a look of regret.

"Sigh, it's not easy to get a dragon of this level next time. There are only five princes in the dragon clan."

After hearing this, Liu Shuang rarely lowered her head and did not refute.

"Forget it, let me go see the other dragons. I can't waste any more."

Xu Jie turned around and left helplessly.

At this point, the battle situation has almost been determined. Except for those dragons who don't know what they are doing, the rest of the water tribe has been killed.

Zhao Zhengping did not take action again, but kept looking at the many junior disciples around him, and questions kept popping up in his mind one after another.

In the past few months of seclusion, apart from Junior Brother Changqing, what else happened at Shenjian Peak.

Why have so many junior disciples become so powerful? Almost all have achieved breakthroughs in body skills, magic skills, sword skills, and cultivation. It has only been a few months.

In addition to doubts, Zhao Zhengping also felt a strong sense of tension in his heart. If he continued like this, would he, his senior brother, still want to do this? His cultivation was almost surpassed by his junior brothers and sisters.