Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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"So what do we do? Should we give up?" Han Ziyi was not reconciled. He came out with a major mission this time.

The vital spring water and the formula of Qiong Hualu are both what he desperately needs. And this time, because the things in front of the auction house were swept away by those people, the spirit stones on others were not consumed, and the competition for vital spring water was extremely fierce.

Although their Han family is steadily rising now, they do not have that strength to compete with those first-class forces.

So in the end, he was empty-handed. This will be a family, it is not easy to explain. The only way to do it is to take risks like this.

The elder nearby heard his unwillingness, but he was helpless. "I can't see the strength of those people. If you want to break in, I'm afraid the people in front of the next round are similar."

Han Ziyi was suddenly anxious, but his style of acting over the years made him calm down quickly.

It is impossible for him to give up so easily. This has something to do with whether he can become the head of the Han family. He doesn't want to fail.

"Since we can't make a hard break, we can wait again." Han Ziyi said, "The people who stare at them must be more than us. The clams compete for the fishermen to profit. We can wait again."

While they were talking, seven or eight figures appeared not far away. Those people also seemed to see the unusualness of this fog, but one of them was a powerful figure, and they just hesitated a little and entered the fog.

When those people entered the mist, they felt like the five senses were sealed, and there was only a vast white mist in front of them, and nothing else could be seen or heard.

After going a little deeper, they realized that they were wrong and wanted to quit, but it was too late. They have been surrounded by people ...

Han Ziyi They listened out of their ears and wanted to hear what was going on, but for some reason in the mist, there was no movement at all.

Immediately afterwards, several people went in one after another. However, even if they went forward and succeeded, they still looked like stones falling into the water with little movement.

These weirds fell in the eyes of those around them, and gradually, more people surrounded the fog. They were somehow unable to perceive the situation in the mist, and did not recklessly move inside.

There are more and more people outside the fog, and inside, Feng Luo they have never seen anyone come, and their look is gradually not as relaxed as before. They knew that the next meal would begin.

Just then, a flash of light appeared in front of them, and Shi Yu quietly appeared.

"There are eight strong gods in the form of gods outside." Because of the spirit, she also knows how amazing. The outsider's realm can be seen as long as it is not far above her.

"Is it eight?" Everyone looked at him.

All of them now add up to eight people, and the other person is not yet an underage cultivator.

"You don't have to panic." Shi Yudao, "The people from outside don't necessarily want everyone to put us to death. My spirit can support two quarters of an hour. After two quarters of an hour, this mist will Disperse. We try to make a quick decision. "

"Ok."

When Shi Yu finished speaking, her body flickered, and she jumped straight up into the sky above the mist.

People outside also noticed that they looked up and saw a beautiful woman with white hair standing over the sky, and suddenly a few people felt a little stunned.

Illusionist ...

They came back this time, I'm afraid they might run into iron plates.

"Follow me, follow me, but look for me?" Shi Yu stood in the air and looked at them blankly.

Everyone saw the white-haired woman's eyes indifferent, and she looked down high, but she felt a little unhappy, but at the same time she also started a drum.

Ordinary people don't have the confidence to talk to them like this. Could it be that the person in front of them is really someone they can't afford to offend?

They were skeptical, but they saw someone standing out from the crowd, "You do n’t have to misunderstand, we are just passing by Wuji Sect."

Wuji Jianzong is also the top five Zongmen in the eighth heavy heaven. They said so, that is to make it clear that they just came to see the excitement and had no other thoughts.

Now that the first person has taken the lead, some other people who don't really want to cause trouble have also come forward to show that they have no worries.

Shi Yu certainly didn't believe what these people said, but since they were so open, it was a temporary relief from some of the pressure. As for the remaining ones, some people retreated to the side silently, and there were more than forty people who had not retired yet. It seemed that they did not want to give up.

"Since you are passing by, then please step back a mile." Shi Yudao said, "I am afraid that I will hurt you by mistake."

Is this really something to do?

Suddenly many people stepped back, Han Ziyi was also pulled back by the elders around him. And at the moment when they retreated, the white mist in the middle automatically spread without wind, quickly spreading around, and wrapped the remaining people in it at the fastest speed.

Those people first felt that their eyes were white, and then they knew the sea like a needle, and they could not help but mourn their voices in situ. This sudden attack made them suddenly lose their square footage. And in the mist, Xuan Yin had appeared around them with arms.

"Three." There were three of them in the form of gods. Qing Chen and Wen Xian and Shi Yu each got entangled, and the rest was given to Xuan Yin and Chu Jinhuan.

Xing Shen Jing is no longer a low-level monk at the beginning, and it will take a long time to solve this victory.

Outside, Han Ziyi looked grimly into the white mist, and he couldn't see what was happening inside.

"Elder, look ..."

"There are three powerful men who have just entered, even if the woman is a magician, they may not be able to deal with it immediately. In addition, they are few and the time is prolonged, they will not be able to struggle for long. "The old man judged," A little more than a quarter of an hour or so, we will go in again. "

In the fog, Shi Yu looked at the man in front of him, who was very old and showed a sense of decay. There was also a sense of death in his eyes. It seemed that Shou Yuan was about to dry up. Now it was hard to find a glimmer of hope, so he came to gamble.

"Little girl, I know you are a magician. As long as you hand over what I need, I will spare you." The man said, if he could, he didn't want to fight with these people to consume his strength, who knows outside Is there a cardinal in the back.

"You dream." Shi Yu spit out these words coldly, and he had taken the lead in throwing a spirit blade at the man. The spirit blade is like a real sword, splitting in the void, pointing directly at the man's door.

The man didn't pay attention to this spirit blade originally, thinking that he should be able to avoid it if he just hides. But who knows that while this spirit blade was hacking, his body did not know why it seemed to be anchored, but he couldn't move for a moment. He flashed as hard as he could, only to feel the spirit blade fly over his face. He just felt his face together, reached out and touched, the skin on his face touched by the spirit blade had been shaved.

He is a powerful figure, and his physical body is naturally different from ordinary blades. This person can hurt herself with a simple spirit blade, but imagine that her cultivation is not weaker than herself.

The man suddenly felt a sense of anxiety. The double knives in his hands made a clear whistle, and the ice-blue spirit flowed on it. It seemed that a long snake was frozen in it, whistling towards Shi Yufei. It seems that she wants to bite her head to relieve the uneasiness in the owner's heart.

Seeing the snake head rushing towards him, Shi Yu waved a long sleeve in his hand, and a spirit flew out. When he hit the snake head, he broke up the snake head and dispersed it into a streamer.

"..." The man was afraid that it was not the way to go like this. He immediately put the double knives in front of him. The next moment Yu felt that the man in front of him seemed to be gone, leaving only the double knives in front of her.

Soon, the knife moved. The man was fused with the two knives. A man is a knife, a knife is a man, a knife is in a man, and a knife destroys someone and dies.

Shi Yu suddenly became highly concentrated. She knew that the man would be stunned if she did not die. After all, it is an old guy who looks calm and quiet, and can't belittle it anyway.

By the way, the two had fought dozens of moves, which was probably due to the momentum of the other side. Shi Yu was hit back and forth.

At this moment, Shi Yu suddenly felt that she was locked by something, and then the power of the double knives in front of him increased greatly, mixed with the chill that was chilling to the bone, swept towards Shi Yu. Shi Yu wanted to avoid it, but found that she was useless even if she was dodging, and the two swords turned a corner in the air and came out under her skin.

The two swords quickly cut away from her body, and the man across the face saw this situation and was immediately overjoyed. He tried to keep up her life, but then he found something wrong.

No blood!

Suddenly he couldn't help but hesitated and moved back sideways, but at this moment, his consciousness was stinging, and his brain seemed to have dozens of needles pierced into his skull, making him howl in pain. sound.

"Ah-" Why did he forget that he was a magician?

At the moment when he knew the sea was attacked, Shi Yuyuan ’s body was split like green smoke, and she appeared again behind the man, seizing the opportunity of the man's disappointment, holding his dagger in his throat. Cut.

Gentle blood was stained in her hands, but Shi Yu's heart didn't have any wave.

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Outside, Han Ziyi counts time in his heart. It used to be impossible, but today I do n’t know what is going on. But the elder said for half a quarter of an hour. That was half a quarter of an hour. He didn't dare to go in early.

Waiting patiently for a while, Han Ziyi jumped in his heart and said, "Half a quarter of an hour has passed, shall we go in?"

After passing the old man nodded, he immediately led people into the mist.

I hope they have time, and did not let the previous people take things away.

The actions of the Han family naturally made the outside crowd a little agitated, and there are not a few who want to stay behind to pick up the cheap. They hesitated for a moment, then they wanted to rush into the mist, but when they were about to touch the mist, they stopped in a hurry.

Because Han Ziyi who went in before came out again.

Exactly, it was pinched around the neck.

At this time, the blood in Yu's hands had not been cleaned up, and her skirt was on. She did not know when the contaminated blood bloomed on it. With a cold face, holding Han Ziyi's neck, she stepped out of the mist step by step.

"It's really a narrow road for enemies. You made it once a hundred years ago, and you want to come again for the second time?" Shi Yu said, looking over Han Ziyi with a cold look, and looked at the crowd in fear behind him. Want to take advantage of the fire? Then he will be like him. "

Speaking of which, with a hard hand, a "click", the sound of crisp bone fractures made the people present unable to hear a bit of bitterness. Han Ziyi's eyes burst open, and blood spilled from his mouth. His head was tilted, and he didn't close his eyes and looked into the sky little by little.

After confirming that Han Ziyi really couldn't save the gods, Shi Yu threw his body aside, his eyes glanced around, his expression was hazy, "Who would you like to try again?"

After experiencing the scene just now, most of the people present are beating heartily now, where can I dare to go one step further.

I thought it was easy to deal with, but now it seems that it is not the case at all.

"Sir." The man of the Promise Sword Sect looked at Han Ziyi's body lying on the ground, and could not help reminding him, "Sir, you killed Han Ziyi, I'm afraid the Han family will not give up on this."

The Han family now has a faint tendency to move closer to first-rate forces. Han Ziyi is one of the future heirs to the family. He is so dead now. The Han family will certainly not tolerate this. This is the power of the clan. Killing one is equivalent to killing a horse honeycomb. Unless they can wipe out the nest of wasps, otherwise, there will be headaches in the future.

Shi Yu glanced at the person who reminded himself, "Who are you?"

"The elders of Xuji Promise."

"Then you tell the people in the Han family, I always welcome them to seek revenge." After that, Shi Yu turned under the eyes of everyone and turned into the mist.

Is this person really not afraid of revenge from the Han family at all? You know, the Han family doesn't say much about it, and there are alliances in the eighth heavy sky. Ordinary forces dare not provoke them. Unless it is a first-class power like the Promise Sword Sect ...

Who are these people?

"It seems that the Han family has just entered an elder who is about to break through the divine realm. What about others?" Someone finally remembered the former Han family.

There was a silence around, "If the elder is still there, do you think Han Ziyi would be killed so easily?"

At this time, someone continued to remind, "Don't forget, there are still three powerful gods in the mist. They don't seem to come out."