"Western Regions, Astronomy Sect, pay homage to Lord God of Food."

Above the stone plate, an old man with a long hair looked excitedly at the God of Food at the God of Food.

There are three duels around the square.

The most exciting and intense one is the battle between Huang Shang, a woman from Guang tribe, and Hou Chen.

The woman in Huangchang gently blew the jade flute, and the crisp and moving rhythm turned into a light yellow ripples of water, surging around, wrapping towards Hou Chen without any rush.

Hou Chen unfolded the power of space artistic conception, his body movements were elegant, and he shuttled back and forth.

Whoosh!

His fingers danced, and the silver finger lights were shining back and forth, and the attack was fierce, making people unable to defend themselves.

But Huang Shang's woman controlled the true essence with her rhythm. A wonderful music sounded, and the light of water in front of her seemed to turn into a constantly changing landscape, blocking Hou Chen's fingering.

"interesting!"

Hou Chen's eyes were slightly brighter, and the speed of body movements and fingerings increased by a certain level.

"I didn't expect Yindao to be so strong, with an attack and defense that is impeccable."

"It seems that Hou Chen is going to lose!"

However, after a moment, the woman Huang Shang suddenly stopped playing music and sighed: "Young Master Hou is worthy of being a genius of the Marquis, and the little woman is willing to give her a disadvantage."

As a result, Hou Chen won the victory!

"The Marquis' "Xuanxu Finger Method" contains the mysteries of space and can penetrate defenses invisibly and cut off meridians."

Situ Linyu smiled faintly.

Huang Shang's woman looked very injured, but she had dozens of meridians in her body.

She slowly withdrew from the square.

"Why do I feel that there is a very ancient bloodline above the God of Food Banquet... "

The woman Huang Shang's eyes slightly swept over the people at the God of Food Banquet.

Her use of bloodlines has reached a very subtle level and is also proficient in a secret technique to sense the strength of bloodlines.

The woman Huang Shang's eyes were at the top seat of the God of Food Banquet, but in the end it was not confirmed that the source of this ancient and mysterious bloodline was the source.

"Haha, God of Food Banquet, I booked a top-notch seat."

Among the crowd, a burly and red-haired alien man laughed and flew out.

This alien man had no background and no one around recognized him.

"Isn't this the bragging guy before?"

A square-faced man stared at the red-haired alien man in a daze.

When the red-haired alien man boasted, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was the other party's special hobby.

But now, this red-haired alien man really plans to challenge the genius at the God of Food Banquet and threatens to have a top seat!

Several people watched the top seat but did not recognize the red-haired alien man.

Chen Yu, who was tempering the mysterious magic body, suddenly felt that the sound and the tone of boasting and showing off were so familiar.

"It's you!"

A voice with a little anger in surprise came from the mouth of the Holy Son Long Chen.

"It's him, the Red Flame Heavenly Lord!"

"This guy actually followed him."

Two other disciples from the Kowloon Temple also recognized the red-haired alien man.

"Red Flame Heavenly Lord?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but smile, isn't this Red Flame King?

Although the other party likes to brag and show off, he also knows how to behave. He does not call himself the king, but changes his name.

"That's right, it's me, Red Flame Heavenly Lord!"

King Chiyan grinned and his posture was wild.

Originally, everyone thought that the alien race suddenly appeared was a big fool.

But several geniuses in the Nine Dragon Temple, including the Holy Son Long Chen, seemed to know this "Red Flame Heavenly Lord" and seemed to have suffered a loss in the hands of the other party.

"You actually dare to appear in front of us and return the 'Abyss Iron' to us."

A woman from the Kowloon Temple shouted angrily.

"If you have the ability, you can get it yourself."

King Chiyan looked disdainful and immediately said, "Even your Holy Son is helpless to me. Do you guys dare to yell in front of me?"

As soon as these words came out, a scream suddenly arose from all sides.

"Who is this person? He seems to be even more powerful than the genius of the Nine Dragon Temple. Even the Holy Son Long Chen is not his opponent."

"The Holy Son Long Chen easily defeated the Thunder Young Master Duan Xiao just now. With his strength, he actually suffered a loss at the hands of this 'Red Flame Heavenly Lord'!"

On the white jade chair, Chen Yu couldn't help but shake his head.
Chapter completed!