Super God Extraction

There must be reasons for the disorder of the national transportation line.

Is it turmoil in the court?

Or a catastrophic disaster?

Or is there someone rebelling?

Guochao is like a building, which cannot be affected by light wind and rain.

The fear is that the foundation will be dug, or a storm will shake the sky.

Ordinary small storms cannot shake the fundamentals.

Only ancient organizations like Ghost Car and God of Cookery, if left unattended, will lead to chaos in the country's fortunes.

Or if disasters such as corpse swarms and beast swarms occur, the building will shake as well.

Why this time?

Su Jingxing stopped running the Jade Book of the Emperor of Chu and continued to run The Story of the Six Bodhisattvas to figure out the source of the disorder in the national transportation line.

The result of divination made Su Jingxing startled.

Qingyun Mountain!

The source actually came from Qingyun Mountain, and it was just to the north, where he was located.

How can it be……

Su Jingxing was astonished, I am the source of the disorder of the national transportation line?

The Jade Book of the Emperor of Chu is so overbearing that it will shake the foundation of the country once it runs?

Or, if you want to practice the Jade Book of the Emperor of Chu, no one else can do it, and you must become an emperor?

Su Jingxing was speechless.

What happened, he didn't know what to say...

Well, wait!

Suddenly, Su Jingxing woke up with a start and thought of one thing.

That is the operation of the secret art of heaven, and it cannot be calculated by itself.

That is, not counting yourself.

If you really have to forcibly calculate it, it will shorten your life.

It's as if you could live for more than a hundred years, but because you count yourself, you lose fifty years of life all at once.

Seriously, he died on the spot.

Su Jingxing has always kept this point in mind and never surpassed it.

When he ran The Story of the Six Bodhisattvas just now, he didn't target himself, nor did he feel himself.

so……

It is true that the source of the disorder of the national transportation line is the north of Qingyun Mountain, but it is not Su Jingxing!

There's something happening nearby!

The impact of this matter is not generally large.

Thinking of this, Su Jingxing stopped his movements, got up quickly, restrained his breath, left the top of the mountain, found a giant tree with dense branches and leaves, and hid it in the canopy.

Su Jingxing, who was in the soul state, came down from the imaginary world!

Whether it is moving the main body or surveying, it is not as convenient as the soul.

The primordial soul in the blurred state is invisible to the naked eye, and the true meaning of martial arts can only be sensed at a close distance. Once the distance is opened, it can't be sensed either.

Su Jingxing didn't know what happened nearby.

For the sake of conservatism, it is safer to bring down the original soul, and it is not easy to be exposed.

Just in case, after the primordial soul descended from the sky, it didn't get too close, but opened the distance several thousand meters away.

Stand high in the sky, circle around the north of Qingyun Mountain, and search for the source of the disorder of the National Games Line from a long distance.

As a result, after turning around a few times, he saw the target on a platform three mountains apart on the left side of the mountain where Su Jingxing himself was hiding.

An altar made of bones!

The dense white bones, I don't know which kind of strange beast they came from.

The overall area is comparable to a middle school playground with thousands of people, and hundreds of people gathered on it.

Most of these people were wearing white chef uniforms, and there were a small number of men, women, old and children who added up to more than forty people. Everyone's face was full of fear and trembling.

Su Jingxing's soul zoomed in and scanned these men, women and children, and found that their aura was very weak, and none of them seemed to be warriors.

But this was impossible, because he saw an acquaintance.

Lu Wuchang!

The genius of the Lu family who had a terrifying intuition and was already in the third-rank realm was also among the forty people.

It's just that at this moment, Lu Wuchang has all white hair, and his body is so weak that he is not as good as ordinary people, so he is obviously passive.

Main Sealing Curse?

Su Jingxing thought of a special martial art he had just mastered.

It just so happened that this martial art came from a chef.

Right now, there are also a large number of chefs gathered on the altar, and each chef has a strange and cold aura.

Su Jingxing's primordial soul wearing the Thunder Dragon Bone Armor, with a thought, half-seeed through the eyes of the Thunder Dragon Bone Armor to see through the skin of these chefs.

Sure enough, I saw food tattoos one by one.

God of Cookery!

These people are all members of the God of Cookery organization.

Lu Wuchang and more than forty people were prey captured by the God of Food organization, and they were materials for cooking.

Because in the center of the altar, there is a bronze cauldron.

At this time, the bottom of the bronze pot had been ignited, and more than a dozen members of the God of Cookery organization released their true energy as fuel. In the bronze pot that was cooking, a large amount of blue-green liquid was gradually fading.

So, this is the 'God of Cookery' organization preparing a feast for a full meal?

Su Jingxing's Yuanhun eyes were cold, and he ran The Story of the Six Bodhisattvas, sensing the changes in the national destiny line.

As he expected, above the altar, the National Games line was extremely chaotic.

The closer one got to the altar, the uncontrollable luck of the Kingdom of Yu became chaotic.

It is not easy for the God of Cookery to organize this banquet.

Not only the identities of Lu Wuchang and others, but also other influences.

However, for a while, Su Jingxing couldn't detect what the influence was.

But it doesn't matter, since he found out, the God of Cookery organized this banquet, and that's it!

Su Jingxing, who was in the soul state, was about to show up and unleash the might of a martial saint.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

There was a sound of breaking wind, unexpectedly at this moment, suddenly flew from a distance at a very high speed, rushing towards the altar.

buzz buzz~

The space oscillates, and the strong wind sweeps across.

One after another, the kitchen knives were the first to tear through the airflow, and cut through the air to the hundreds of chefs on the altar.

kill!

Under the sky, the sound of shouting and killing swept across.

More than a dozen male and female warriors also wearing chef uniforms flew over the altar.

Everyone's momentum is soaring, with strong strength and oppressive energy rolling.

Swish Swish Swish~

On the altar, more than a dozen figures rushed up to the sky, intercepting the approaching people.

The two sides didn't talk nonsense, they fought directly and fought into a ball.

The kitchen knives that had been cut through the air a moment ago were gathered up by a tall chef wearing a golden mask on the altar with a wave of his hand.

Afterwards, his figure flickered, he rushed into the air, and dealt with a man with a round head and round face.

Su Jingxing had also seen this man before, so he was barely an acquaintance.

Ouyang Chan!

In the Black Flame Cave, the blood clone met the chubby man who hunted and killed the shadow magic frog.

Unexpectedly, he is also a member of the God of Cookery.

However, the dozen or so people led by Ouyang Chan seem to be from the wrong faction?

The hundreds of members of the God of Cookery on the altar were obviously preparing to have a banquet, using the same kind as materials.

Ouyang Chan stopped them, could it be that there are only aliens on his recipe?

The famous God of Cookery organization is divided into two factions?

One eats everything, and the other only eats different kinds?

Thinking of Su Jingxing here, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Lei Long Bone Armor's vision continued to see through the people led by Ouyang Chan, and found that they also had food tattoos on their bodies, but the word food was reversed.

Compared with the members of the God of Cookery organization standing on the altar, Ouyang Chan and his people's tattoos with the word food on their bodies look more pleasing to the eye and more decent!

I didn't expect there to be two factions, one good and one evil?

Su Jingxing thought to himself.

In mid-air, the battle has been decided.

Facing the attack of the members of the God of Cookery organization headed by the golden mask, the people wrapped by Ouyang fell into a disadvantage and were all arrested.

A dozen people were escorted to the altar and knelt on the ground.

Ouyang Chan, you came at the right time.

The man with the silver mask on his face smiled and looked down at Ouyang Chan.

I know you don't like us, it's okay, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that after this time, our side will be greatly improved, and you will never be able to do anything to us.

From now on, the 'God of Cookery' will be decided by us!

Ouyang Chan watched coldly and did not speak.

I know you're not convinced. The silver-masked man chuckled, You guys planned well, what a pity.

He clapped his hands.

Accompanied by applause, four young men in white chef uniforms walked out from the corner of the altar.

The first time he saw them, Ouyang Zang's face became ugly.

You...you...you actually rebelled?

Ouyang Chan and the people who were subdued together looked at the four young men who bowed their heads with complicated expressions.

This is their backhand, or main member.

Ouyang Zun led the people to attract the attention of Yinmian, Jinmian and others from the front.

The four youths were secretly destroying the altar.

As long as the altar is broken, the feast cannot be opened.

In the end, the four youths who were entrusted with the heavy responsibility actually all rebelled!

Rebellion?

The silver-masked man laughed, and moved his fingers, They are not rebellious, but those who know the current affairs are heroes, and make the most correct choice on the road of life.

Follow you, when did they step into the third grade? It's been four years, and there is no sign.

Follow us, up to four months, no, after today, they will be able to enter the third rank!

Huh~

Ouyang breathed out, gritted his teeth and said, You will not succeed, the Martial Saint of Yu Kingdom will kill you all.

Don't worry, when the Martial Saint of Yu Kingdom comes, we will be over long ago.

The silver-faced man chuckled.

The pot has been boiled, you can put it in the water. Not far away, the man with the golden mask spoke in a deep voice, interrupting the conversation.

Is the water boiling?

The silver-masked man withdrew his gaze from Ouyang Chan and the others, looked at the bronze pot, and found that the blue-green liquid inside had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a transparent water-like color, bubbling in the pot.

My fellow citizens!

Seeing this, the silver-masked man shouted loudly, My compatriots, the holy feast is about to begin. Let us sincerely thank these friends who are willing to sacrifice themselves, and hope that they will continue to maintain their physical characteristics in the next life, so that they can sacrifice for us again!

Oh oh~!

On the altar, shouts and cheers rang out.

Next, let's invite our first friend into the water.

The silver-masked man waved his hand, enveloping Ouyang Chan with true energy, floating up, and moving towards the bronze pot.

Compatriots, this friend must be familiar to everyone.

That's right, he is our Ouyang Chan, Brother Ouyang!

Oh oh~!

A group of members of the God of Cookery wearing chef uniforms cheered excitedly.

The others were trembling all over, with fear on their faces, struggling hard, trying to escape, but none of them succeeded.

Su Yao turned her head to look at Lu Wuchang, with hope in her eyes.

Didn't he come to Qingyun Mountain and be rescued?

What about people?

Who will help?

Listening to the conversation, could it be that Ouyang is pestering these people?

But Ouyang's pursuit of them failed and they were betrayed.

So, she is hopeless?

Lu Wuchang didn't look at Su Yao. At this moment, his body was shaking, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he kept mumbling.

It won't, it won't, it won't go wrong, it won't go wrong...

For so many years, his intuition has never missed it!

This time, it was the answer he obtained after exhausting all his hair through the restored The Story of the Six Bodhisattvas.

Qingyun Mountain is their blessed land.

Only by coming to Qingyun Mountain can the danger be saved.

However, these beasts are ready to attack, why hasn't he been rescued yet?

What went wrong?

Where did the question go...

Buzz!

The void suddenly trembled.

Above the sky, Su Jingxing's primordial soul burst into light, released a terrifying coercion that covered the sky and covered the sun, landed at a high speed, and rushed towards the faintly glowing altar.

Boom!

The altar trembled suddenly.

A rough stone pillar with a diameter of five meters and a height of one hundred meters emerged out of thin air, standing on the edge of the bronze pot, releasing a milky white halo.

Under the halo, strips of silver light and lightning condensed.

With the stone pillar as the center, like a weaving net, it extends from the air to the ground, spreads around the altar, and wraps the entire altar inside.

Boom~

Su Jingxing, who was in the soul state, looked at this scene, felt inexplicable, and decisively cast Tiangang Subduing Demon Hand and took it with one palm.

The snow-white brilliance turned into pieces of sharp blades, impacting the silver mask covering the altar like a torrential rain.

Boom!—

The loud noise echoed across the sky and the ground.

A circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye, with the altar as the center, spread in all directions, destroying hills one after another, detonating countless gravel and soil, and throwing them all over the world.

The palm print of Fu Mo disappeared completely, but the silver mask remained motionless.

The silver-masked man, the gold-masked man, and a bronze-masked man who just appeared under the mask looked up at the sky and laughed heartily.

Hahaha... How are you, Martial Sage Yuguo?

Wu Sheng!

The Martial Saint of Yu Kingdom appeared!

On the altar, Lu Wuchang, Su Yao and others, who were desperate and fearful, looked at the bone battle armor outside the silver mask in the air, all of them burst into tears, unable to extricate themselves from the excitement.

I knew it, I knew it... Lu Wuchang whispered ecstatically, his chest was full of restless blood.

It's saved, it's really saved. Su Yao widened her eyes and wept with joy.

Ah! Ah! Ah!! The others shouted, venting their joy.

Only Ouyang Chan, who was thrown on the ground, was pleasantly surprised and sad.

Wu Sheng is here.

Is it possible to break the silver mask of the Babel Stone Pillar?

This treasure handed down from the God of Cookery organization since ancient times, Ouyang Chan only knows it is a weapon, the ancient spirit weapon!

Not blood spirit soldiers, but ancient spirit soldiers born naturally from heaven and earth.

The specific ability is not clear, but there is one thing that Ouyang Chan knows.

Separate the world and form a small world of its own!

That is to say, the inside and outside of the silver mask seem to be connected, but in fact the space is cut off.

The power of Wu Sheng is indeed powerful and amazing.

Is it possible to break the isolation of space?

Ouyang Chan doesn't know.

At this time, he can only hope that the Martial Saint of Yu Kingdom outside the mask can do it.

Otherwise, they are all dead.

air.

Su Jingxing Yuanhun looked at the 100-meter-high stone pillar and the silver mask propped up, his eyes showed shock.

Can't it be broken?

Tian Gang Fu Mo Shou was pushed to the extreme, even Xiang Qingtian had to avoid the edge temporarily.

This silver mask, but it can't be broken?