Great Primordial Qinglin Road

"It should be almost done."

After a long time, Zhu Rong still didn't smell the smell of Yu Feng's fried meat, but seeing that the meat was burnt black, Zhu Rong also felt something was wrong.

"How is this different from what little friend Qingfeng made?"

"It does look a little different."

"Zhu Rong, can you still eat this...?"

"When the fifth brother made it, it looked exactly the same as Qingfeng's, but it took a little longer, so it should be just as delicious.

The eleven Ancestral Witches saw that the meat fried by Zhu Rong was somewhat different, and they started discussing it one after another.

Yu Feng had a wry smile on his face, it was obvious that he was fried.

"Is it delicious? You should come and try it first." Zhu Rong looked at Di Jiang and said, "Brother, why don't you come first?"

"good."

Di Jiang nodded, then picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Yu Feng clearly felt that Di Jiang's eyebrows trembled unconsciously.

"Brother, how are you?"

Zhu Rong and other Ancestral Witch looked at Di Jiang and asked.

"tasty."

Di Jiang took a deep breath and spoke seriously.

"Really? I'll take a bite too." After hearing Di Jiang's words, Ju Mang also picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

When the piece of meat was placed in his mouth, Ju Mang's heart trembled.

The smell...is indescribable.

After eating Yu Feng's fried pork, Ju Mang has secretly made up his mind that he will never eat raw meat.

But now after eating Zhu Rong's fried pork, Ju Mang feels that raw meat is more delicious than this.

But Di Jiang actually wants to eat this kind of thing?

However, when Ju Mang saw the look in Di Jiang's eyes, he suddenly came to his senses and forcefully swallowed the meat in his mouth, his teeth chattering a little as he said, "It's so... delicious."

Di Jiang and Ju Mang both said it was delicious, and Gong Gong, Zhu Jiuyin, Xuan Ming and other Ancestral Witches also stepped forward.

"Listen to me, don't eat it," Yu Feng said a little unbearably as Houtu also wanted to eat Zhu Rong's fried meat.

"What's wrong?" Houtu was a little confused, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

At that moment, Houtu regretted not listening to Yu Feng's words.

After tasting Zhu Rong's fried meat, Ru Shou, Tianhao, Xuan Ming, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu and other Ancestral Witch all looked at Di Jiang and Ju Mang with faint eyes.

What do they think when they say "delicious"?

"How is it? Is it really delicious?" Zhu Rong looked at these Ancestral Witches and was speechless. He thought they were so delicious that they didn't want to talk, so he asked with some anticipation.

"tasty."

The eleven Ancestral Witches silently surrounded Zhu Rong and said in unison.

"Then let me try it too." Zhu Rong nodded and ate a piece of meat.

When he put it in his mouth, Zhu Rong trembled all over.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" The eleven Ancestral Witches asked Zhu Rong in unison.

"Good... delicious." Zhu Rong nodded slightly and said without tears.

The meat that I stir-fry is delicious even if I cry.

Yu Feng looked helplessly at the meat on the stone slab, and thought to himself: This should be regarded as the first dark dish in the Great Primordial.

"tasty?"

At this time, Ju Mang heard Zhu Rong's delicious words, and was so angry that he kicked Zhu Rong on the butt.

The other Ancestral Witch also silently raised their feet.

"No, it's not delicious." Zhu Rong was surrounded by eleven Ancestral Witches and had no way to retreat, so he said quickly.

"Not delicious?" the eleven Ancestral Witches said in unison.

"It's delicious..." Zhu Rong also heard something wrong in his words and continued to say it was delicious.

"Delicious?" The eleven Ancestral Witches looked at Zhu Rong with half-smiling smiles, and said, "Since it's delicious, just eat it all."

"You'd better give me a good beating." Looking at the meat on the stone slab, Zhu Rong said resolutely.

Although he cooked it himself, Zhu Rong has decided that he would rather get a beating than eat a piece of meat.

"There's a Demon Race coming——_"

While Twelve Ancestral Witch was still having fun, a dozen white cranes suddenly flew not far away.

These white cranes are all golden immortals, and behind them are hundreds of Demon Races.

Most of them have the cultivation level of Taiyi Xuanxian.

"Go over and have a look."

Di Jiang stared slightly, then led the twelve Ancestral Witches towards the incoming Demon Race.

Yu Feng pondered for a moment, and then rushed out with Twelve Ancestral Witch.

At this time, all the Great Witches gathered together. After the Twelve Ancestral Witch appeared, these Great Witches also gave way.

"I thought it was Emperor Jun who brought people here, but I didn't expect it was you trashes." Twelve Ancestral Witch stood aside, Di Jiang said with disdain on his face.

"Why do you want to kill my brother?" The leading white crane looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witch and said viciously.

Yu Feng also thought of the monsters he brought back before. One of them seemed to be the white crane, which seemed to be brought back by... Zhu Jiuyin.

"..."Your brother?" Zhu Jiuyin looked at the white crane and thought of the monster he brought back. He stared slightly and said: "I didn't want to kill it at first, but who knew that after he met me, he actually killed it first? He moved his hands and said that he just broke through the Golden Immortal. He just couldn't stand the Witch Clan, so he killed me to test his strength.

Humph, I can't stand the Witch Clan, and wants to kill me to test his own strength? I, Zhu Jiuyin, dare not say anything else. Since he wants to give it a try, then I will make it happen. "

"No matter what, it's wrong for you to kill my brother." After hearing Zhu Jiuyin's words, the white cranes in the lead's eyes flickered and they spoke.

Yu Feng watched from the side and began to guess the origin of these Demon Races.

These Demon Race are definitely not the demon soldiers of Heavenly Court, they should just be ordinary Demon Race on the ground.

Therefore, although these Demon Races seem to have some strength, they are still very different from the Heavenly Court (Nuo Li Zhao) Demon Races commanded by Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

According to Zhu Jiuyin, the death of the white crane was not unjust. After all, Zhu Jiuyin didn't want to kill it at first. It was the white crane that started trouble.

If it were replaced by some less powerful Witch Clan, maybe the people of the Witch Clan would die. Unfortunately, the Witch Clan he encountered was Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Witch with the law of time.

These Demon Race think they have some strength and dare to come to trouble Twelve Ancestral Witch.

"Haha, you Demon Race are so majestic. You dared to attack us, but we killed him. Is it our fault?" Di Jiang heard the words of the white crane with a sarcastic look on his face.

Today, if someone from the Witch Clan provokes someone in advance, he or she will die.

That's because he is not strong enough. Witch Clan recognizes it. It is absolutely impossible to mobilize troops just because of this kind of thing. Twelve Ancestral Witch dislikes this kind of thing the most.

Even though he is not strong enough, he still causes trouble and drags out so many people to die...