Super God Extraction

  Chapter 305 [Wu Sheng, hello] (two in one)

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

   Is the turmoil of the court?

   or a natural disaster with great harm?

  Is there any rebellion?

   Guochao is like a building, and light wind and rain cannot affect it.

  Fear of being dug the foundation, or the storm.

  The ordinary small storms cannot shake the roots.

  Only ancient organizations like "ghost cars" and "god of cook", if left unchecked, will it lead to chaos in the country's fortunes.

  Or there will be disasters such as a tide of corpses and beasts, and the building will also shake.

  Why this time?

  Su Jingxing stopped the operation of "The Jade Book of Chu Huang" and continued to operate "The Story of the Six Sons" to estimate the source of the disorder in the national transport line.

  The result of the calculation made Su Jingxing startled.

  Qingyun Mountain!

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

"How can it be……"

  Su Jingxing was shocked, "Is the source of the disorder in the national transport line?"

   ""The Jade Book of Chu Huang" is so overbearing, it shakes the country's origin as soon as it runs?"

   "Or, if you want to practice "The Jade Book of the Chu Emperor", no one else can do it. You must become the emperor?"

  Su Jingxing was speechless.

  This thing happened, he didn’t know what to say...

   "Hmm, wait!"

  Suddenly, Su Jingxing woke up and thought of something.

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

  In other words, you are not yourself.

  If you really want to force the calculation, it will lose your life.

  It’s like being able to live for more than a hundred years, because I lost 50 years of life span at once.

  Seriously, he died on the spot.

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

  When he ran "Six Sons" just now, he didn't aim at himself, nor did he feel himself.

so……

  The source of the disorder of the national transport line is the north side of Qingyun Mountain. Yes, but it is not Su Jingxing!

   "Something happened nearby!"

  The impact of this matter is not so big.

  Thinking of this, Su Jingxing stopped his hand movements, got up quickly, condensed his breath, left the top of the mountain, and found a huge tree with dense foliage, hidden in the canopy.

  Su Jingxing in the state of soul, come down from the virtual world!

  The movement of the body or the survey is not as convenient as the soul.

The primordial soul in the virtual state is invisible to the naked eye, and the true meaning of martial arts can only be sensed unless you stay close, and once the distance is opened, it can't be sensed either.

  Su Jingxing didn’t know what happened nearby.

  For the sake of being conservative, it's safer for the soul to come down, and it is not easy to be exposed.

  Just in case, after the soul descended from the sky, it didn't get too close, but pulled the distance a few thousand meters away.

   Standing high in the sky, hovering around the north of Qingyun Mountain, searching for the source of the disorder of the National Transport Line from a long distance.

  As a result, after not turning a few times, I saw the target on a platform on the left side of the mountain where Su Jingxing's body was hiding, three hills apart.

  An altar made of bones!

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

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

  Most of these people are wearing white chef uniforms, and a small number of men, women, and children add up to more than forty. Everyone’s face is full of fear, and the whole body is trembling.

  Su Jingxing's Yuanshun zoomed in and scanned these men, women, and children, and found that the aura on them was very weak, and none of them seemed to be a martial artist.

  But this is impossible because he saw an acquaintance.

  Lu Wuchang!

  The Lu family genius who possesses terrifying intuition and has long been in the third stage realm is also among the more than forty people.

  It's just that Lu Wuchang at this moment, with all white hair, and his body is weaker than ordinary people, apparently passive.

   ""Fengmai Curse"?"

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

  It just so happens that this martial arts comes from a chef.

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

  The soul of Su Jingxing wearing the Thunder Dragon Bone Armor, with a thought, through the eyes of the Thunder Dragon Bone Armor, half see through the skin of these chefs.

  Sure enough, I saw tattoos with the word "食".

  The God of Cookery!

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

  Lu Wuchang and more than forty people are prey caught by the "God of Cookery" organization and are the "materials" for cooking.

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

  The bottom of the bronze pot had been ignited at this time. More than a dozen members of the "God of Cookery" organization released their true energy and used it as fuel. In the boiled bronze pot, a large amount of blue-green liquid was gradually fading.

   "So, this is the ‘God of Cook’ organization preparing to have a banquet and have a full meal?"

  Su Jingxing's Yuanshun's eyes are cold, and he runs "The Story of the Six Sons" to sense the changes in the national transport line.

  As he expected, over the altar, the line of national transportation was chaotic.

  The closer to the altar, the more out of control of Yu's air luck, and the chaos.

  The "God of Cookery" organized this banquet, which is by no means simple.

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

  However, for a while, Su Jingxing could not find out what the impact was.

  But it’s okay. Since he found out, the "God of Cookery" organized this banquet, and that's it!

Su Jingxing in the state of the soul is about to show up and release the might of Wusheng.

   "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "Whoo!"

  The sound of breaking the wind, not wanting to be at this moment, suddenly flew from a distance at an extremely fast speed, rushing to the altar.

  Buzzing~

  The space is shaking, and the wind is sweeping.

  A kitchen knife, the first to tear the airflow, and cut through the air to the hundreds of chefs on the altar.

"kill!"

  Under the sky, shouts of killing swept across.

   More than a dozen male and female warriors who also wore chef uniforms flew up to the top of the altar.

  Everyone's body is full of momentum, strong strength, and oppressive energy rolling.

  唰唰唰~

  On the altar, more than a dozen figures rushed into the sky to intercept the incoming people.

  There is no nonsense between the two sides, and they fight directly to form a ball.

  The kitchen knife that had been cut through the air in the previous moment was swept away by a tall chef wearing a golden mask on the altar.

  After that, he shook his figure and rushed into the air to deal with a man with a round head and round face.

  This man had been seen by Su Jingxing, and he barely belonged to an acquaintance.

   "Ouyang Zang!"

  Blood clone was in the "Black Flame Cave", and the chubby man who hunted the Shadow Demon Frog was met.

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

  However, the dozens of people led by Ouyang Chan seem to be of the wrong faction?

  Hundreds of "God of Cookery" members on the altar made it clear that they were preparing for a banquet, using the same kind as materials.

  Ouyang Chan stops them, is it possible that there are only outliers in his recipe?

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

  One can eat everything, and the other only eat different kinds?

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

   Thunder Dragon Bone Armor continued to see through the people led by Ouyang Chan, and found that they also had "food" tattoos on their bodies, but the word "食" was turned upside down.

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

   "Unexpectedly, there are really two factions, one righteous and one evil?"

  Su Jingxing thought to himself.

  In mid-air, the battle has been divided.

  The people bound by Ouyang faced offensive against members of the "God of Cookery" organization headed by the golden mask. They fell into a disadvantage and were all arrested.

   More than a dozen people were escorted, came to the altar and knelt on the ground.

   "Ouyang Chan, you are here at the right time."

  The man with a silver mask on his face smiled and opened his mouth, looking down at Ouyang Chan.

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

   "The important thing is that after this time, our side will be greatly improved, and you can't help us anymore."

  "From now on, the'God of Cookery' is in our charge!"

  Ouyang looked on indifferently, without speaking.

   "I know you are not convinced." The silver-faced man chuckled, "You have a good plan, but it's a pity."

  He clapped his hands.

  With the applause, four young people wearing white chef uniforms walked out from the corner of the altar.

  At first sight of them, Ouyang Chan's face became ugly.

   "You...you...you actually betrayed?"

  Ouyang Chanhe, who was subdued together, looked at the four young people who bowed their heads with complex expressions.

  This is their back, or main member.

  Ouyang Zhuangsiren, attracting the attention of silver noodles, gold noodles and others from the front.

  Four young people in the dark, destroying the altar.

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

  As a result, all the four youths entrusted with important tasks turned out to betray!

   "Rebellion?"

  The silver-faced man laughed and moved his fingers, "They are not called mutiny, but people who know the current affairs are brilliant, and make the most correct choice on the road of life."

  "Follow you, when will they enter the third rank? It has been four years, and there is no sign."

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

   "Huh~"

   Ouyang Chan exhaled, gritted his teeth and said, "You will not succeed, Yu Guowu Sheng will kill you all."

   "Don't worry, when Yu Guowusheng arrives, we will be over long ago."

  The silver-faced man chuckled.

  "The pot is already open and ready to be launched." Not far away, the golden-faced man said in a deep voice, interrupting the conversation.

   "The water boils?"

  The silver-faced man retracted his gaze to look at Ouyang Chan and the others, looked at the bronze pot, and found the blue-green liquid inside, which disappeared without a trace at this time, leaving only the transparent water-like color and bubbles in the pot.

   "My fellow citizens!"

When the silver-faced man saw this, he shouted, "My fellow citizens, the holy feast is about to begin, let us sincerely thank these dedicated friends, and hope that they will continue to maintain their physical characteristics in the next life, so that they can dedicate themselves to us again!"

  Wow~!

  On the altar, shouts and cheers rang into one piece.

  "Next, let us invite the first friend to enter the water."

  The silver-faced man waved his big hand, enveloping Ouyang Chan with innocence, floated, and moved to the bronze pot.

   "My fellow citizens, this friend must be familiar to everyone."

   "Yes, he is our Ouyang Chan, brother Ouyang!"

  Wow~!

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

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

  Su Yao turned his head to look at Lu Wuchang, his eyes flashing hope.

  Don’t you come to Qingyun Mountain and you will be saved?

  People?

  Who will help?

  Listening to the conversation, is it possible that Ouyang pestered these people?

  But Ouyang Zang and the others failed and suffered a rebellion.

  So, she is hopeless?

  Lu Wuchang did not look at Su Yao. At this time, his body was shaking, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his mouth kept muttering.

   "No, no, no mistake, no mistake..."

  For so many years, his instinct has never been missed!

  This time, it is the answer he got through the repaired "Six Daughters", consuming all his hair and getting the answer.

  Qingyun Mountain is their blessed land.

  Only when you come to Qingyun Mountain, can you turn the danger into a breeze.

  But, these beasts are ready to do it, why hasn't he been rescued?

  What went wrong?

  Where is the question...

   "Om~!"

  The void trembled suddenly.

  Above the sky, Su Jingxing’s soul bursts with light, releases the terrifying coercion that shields the sky and the sun, descends at a rapid speed, and rushes to the faintly glowing altar.

  咚!

  The altar trembled abruptly.

  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, a silver light, lightning condensed.

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

   "Huh boom~"

Su Jingxing in the state of    soul, watching this scene, his heart suddenly burst, decisively cast "Tiangang Demon Hand", and took it with one palm.

  The snow-white brilliance, turned into pieces of sharp blades, impacted like a torrential rain on the silver mask that wrapped the altar.

   "Boom!——"

   Loud noise, echoing the sky and the ground.

  A circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye, centered on the altar, spread in all directions, destroying hills, detonating countless gravel and dirt, and throwing them into the world.

The   Fu Devil's palm print disappeared cleanly, but the silver mask stood still.

  The silver-faced man, the golden-faced man, and the bronze-faced man who had just appeared under the mask, looked up at the air and laughed excitedly.

   "Hahaha...Yu Guowusheng, hello."

   Wu Sheng!

  Yu Guowusheng unexpectedly appeared!

  On the altar, desperate and terrified Lu Wuchang, Su Yao and others, looking at the bone armor outside the silver mask in the sky, tears were streaming down their faces, and they were too excited to extricate themselves.

   "I knew it, I knew..." Lu Wuchang murmured in ecstasy, his chest filled with restless blood.

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

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

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

  Wu Sheng is here.

  Is it possible to break the silver mask of the pillars of the sky?

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

   is not a blood warrior, but an ancient warrior born from the natural nurturing of heaven and earth.

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

  Isolate the world and become a small world on its own!

   is the inside and outside of the silver mask, which seems to be connected together, but the space is actually blocked.

  The power of Martial Saint is indeed powerful and amazing.

  Is it possible to break the isolation of space?

  Ouyang Chan don’t know.

  At this time, he can only hope that Wu Sheng, who is outside the mask, can do it.

  Otherwise, people like them are dead.

  In the air.

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

   "Can't break?"

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

  This silver mask can't be broken?

  (End of this chapter)