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

After a great victory in the first battle, the human side was full of momentum, and at the same time their attitude towards Dao Yi Holy Land became more and more respectful.

Some people who originally looked down upon Daoyi Holy Land no longer dare to have such thoughts at this moment.

After all, the victory in this battle was entirely dependent on Dao Yi Holy Land.

If there is no Tao Yi Holy Land, the result is really hard to say.

However, Daoyi Holy Land did not care about the changes in the attitude of the outside world. After returning to Tianhong Pass, a group of disciples were busy registering the Immortal Heart Crystal.

Qi Xiong did not go back on his promise and arranged for a deacon to register all the disciples.

When Ye Changqing comes out of confinement in the future, he will go and talk to Ye Changqing in person.

The disciples looked at their points and couldn't help but smile.

Judging from the scale of the genocide war, it will definitely not be over in a short time.

Moreover, with such a large number of undead, there is no need to worry about killing them. If you save them slowly, you will always have a chance to order.

At worst, a few fellow apprentices will sit at the same table, and that won't be enough.

"have a rest."

After a big battle, everyone was tired. After arranging the people on duty, everyone else went back to rest.

Although the victory in the first battle is exciting, it is far from the time to be happy. This is just the beginning.

Because of the defeat on the main battlefield of Tianhong Pass, the undead also chose to retreat on other battlefields.

The human race was very peaceful, and many monks went to rest after taking the healing pills.

However, the atmosphere here among the undead seems very depressing.

In the kingship, a group of undead emperors gathered together, all looking unkindly in the direction of the Holy Land of the Undead.

"Xue Li, what happened to your Blood Refining Holy Land? It was defeated so easily."

An ancestor of the Great Emperor from the Immortal Holy Land asked coldly.

Hearing this, Patriarch Xue Li from the Blood Refining Holy Land looked ugly, his pale and skinny cheeks filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Juexin, please stop making sarcastic comments here. The people in that Daoyi Holy Land are quite weird. They are completely controlling my Blood Refining Holy Land. My skills in the Blood Refining Holy Land are completely restrained and there is no chance at all."

Xue Li also felt very unhappy. This battle was indeed the fault of their Blood Refining Holy Land.

But who would have thought that the newly promoted Dao Yi Holy Land of the human race would have such weird methods.

That superb forest-stealing technique simply stole them all.

All the methods of the Blood Refining Holy Land are useless. As long as they are used, they will be stolen in an instant.

However, Emperor Juexin sneered and said contemptuously.

"If the skills are not as good as the people, the skills are not as good as the people. What's the point of saying this now?"

"you............."

"Okay, okay, no one expected this outcome. The most important thing right now is to think about the future arrangements."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Emperor Kufeng of Kugui Holy Land spoke to persuade them.

The Immortal Holy Land and the Blood Refining Holy Land dislike each other. If they had no choice this time, the two parties would not agree to cooperate at all.

Now that they lost the first battle, the two parties started to quarrel, which was obviously not a good thing for the undead.

The battle had just begun. Although the defeat in the first battle was a huge blow to morale, in the end it was not unbearable.

But if chaos breaks out within yourself at this time, that will be real trouble.

After hearing what Emperor Ku Feng said, Juexin snorted and said nothing more, while Xue Li gritted his teeth and said.

"Dao Yi Holy Land is indeed a match for my Blood Refining Holy Land. As long as we don't go up to Dao Yi Holy Land, I will never be defeated again by Blood Refining Holy Land."

Xue Li's idea is very simple, that is, he doesn't want to face Daoyi Holy Land anymore.

I would rather fight against Yunluo Holy Land and Yaochi Holy Land than Daoyi Holy Land.

Hearing this, Juexin sneered, while Emperor Kufeng nodded.

"Okay, then Daoyi Holy Land and I, Dry Ghost Holy Land, will deal with it. Xue Li, you guys can deal with Yunluo Holy Land with peace of mind."

"can."

Xue Li naturally has no objection to this, as long as it is not Dao Yi Holy Land.

But in the end, Xue Li reminded him seriously.

"Be careful. I have never come into contact with that Taoist Holy Land before, but it is really evil."

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Ku Feng nodded and thanked, but several other ancestors of the Ku Ghost Holy Land sneered.

Could a newly entered Holy Land be stronger than Yunluo Holy Land?

It's not like they haven't noticed that the ancestors of the great emperors in Daoyi Holy Land are all entering the realm of the great emperor for the first time.

To put it bluntly, although Daoyi Holy Land is among the three major holy lands of the human race, in fact there is still a gap between it and Yunluo Holy Land and Yaochi Holy Land in many aspects.

With this, their Dry Ghost Holy Land is sure of victory.

It was also seen that Dry Ghost Holy Land did not take his words to heart, but Xue Li did not say much.

A kind reminder is enough, and there is no point in continuing.

Moreover, the defeated general spoke too much and gave everyone the feeling of shirking responsibility, so he simply chose to remain silent.

"Although we lost the first battle, it does not affect the overall situation. This battle is still one that I, the undead, must win."

"Well said."

"Definitely."

The immortal emperors quickly adjusted their mentality, and there was no way they would lose confidence just because of the defeat in the first battle.

Moreover, the undead tribe has no retreat now. Since they have chosen the battle of genocide, they can only try their best to win.

After the first battle, both sides had a rare night of silence and silence. Early the next morning, many human monks quit practicing.

Everything was normal, but at Wanjiange Station, I heard a disciple wailing early in the morning.

"Where's my hair?"

I saw a disciple running out of the room in fear. His originally beautiful long black hair had turned into a shiny bald head.

Touching his empty scalp, the disciple was completely stunned.

I just took a fucking nap and my hair is gone?

Not only him, but soon, there were many roars one after another.

"Fuck, who is it? Who the hell shaves my hair?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I...I have no hair."

Not only the male disciples, but also many female disciples were wearing big bald heads at this time, which were shining brightly under the early morning sun.

For a time, Wanjiange station was filled with angry curses and cries, one after another, completely breaking the approaching morning.

The matter quickly spread to the ears of the senior officials of Wanjiang Pavilion. Sect leader Li Jianxin listened to the report of the elders below with a complex expression.

"Are you saying that there are many disciples who wake up with no hair?"

"Yes."

"Someone broke into the station at night? Didn't the person on duty notice it?"

The first reaction was that someone broke into Wanjiange's station last night, but this shouldn't be the case. At such a critical time, Wanjiange's defense was naturally extremely tight. Even if it was a fly, let alone a human, you had to identify it. One distinguishes male and female.

How could someone break into the residence without even noticing?