After a long time, in the middle seat, thirty geniuses ate all the dishes on the plate, and several of them secretly licked the plate.

Among them, only Luo Qiumei has formed a special physique, and there are three people who have this sign. Whether it can be formed can only be left to fate.

The rest of the people and their physical constitutions have undergone earth-shaking changes, and almost everyone's energy and spirit have reached their peak.

If your cultivation is in a bottleneck state, the impact of retreat at this moment is probably going to increase your success rate by 30 or 40% out of thin air.

"It's our turn."

Hou Chen couldn't wait to say.

“Premium seat, serve the food!”

The God of Cookery solemnly announced.

Eleven figures walked out of the space behind him, came to the seat, and put down a plate.

This time, there was a lid on the jade plate, which made people unable to see the things inside directly, adding a hint of mysterious expectation.

"Even the God of Food eats this dish at the same time as us."

Chen Yu glanced at the God of Food, and there was also a jade plate in front of him.

The God of Food took out the chopsticks calmly, smiled and looked pious, and stretched out his hand to lift the lid.

Wow!

Suddenly, a rich meat fragrance surged into the surroundings like a sudden explosion.

The geniuses on the square couldn't help but secrete their saliva from their mouths.

Wow!

Chen Yu immediately uncovered the lid, and a rich mist of flesh rushes out and drifts around.

When everyone unbuttoned the lid, the scent of flesh radiated tens of thousands of miles in a radius.

From a distance, Chen Yu heard the sound of swallowing saliva from the outside.

After the fog of meat dissipated, you can see a fist-sized piece of meat on the plate, crystal clear, like a piece of red jade.

If it weren't for the rich meat fragrance, I'm afraid Chen Yu wouldn't recognize this as a piece of meat.

"What kind of meat is this? Could it be the Nightwing Wolf?"

Chen Yu swallowed a saliva and couldn't help but speak.

"Yueye Winged Wolf? Is it also equipped with a top-notch seat?"

After hearing this, the God of Food said with a smile, with a faint disdain in his eyes.

Of course, this is not disdain for Chen Yu, but for You Ye-winged Wolf.

Then he added: "I made the meat of the Nightwing Wolf into seasonings and used on dishes in medium and high-end seats."

"What, seasoning?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but smack his tongue.

Such a rare and rare holy beast, its fate in the end is actually a seasoning.

"What kind of meat is this?"

Chen Yu became more and more curious and looked forward to it.

The geniuses at the God of Food Banquet looked over with a stunned look on their faces.

Chen Yu was actually talking to the God of Cookery...!

Everyone present wanted to talk to the God of Food, even if it was just a word.

But no one spoke. Even when facing Hou Chen, who was familiar to anyone, he looked at the God of Food, he was at a loss and didn't know how to speak.

"When I first came to Dayu Realm, I encountered a irritable 'Red-winged Holy Dragon' and hunted such 'ingredient'!"

The God of Food couldn't help but smile, looking like he felt that he was lucky.

"Red-winged Holy Dragon!"

Many kings of the Evil Moon Sect showed surprise.

There is a large forbidden place for death in the southern region called "Tianhuo Jiyuan".

There is a high-level holy beast "Red-winged Holy Dragon". This dragon is vicious and cruel. Every twenty years when going out to find food, it will massacre 100,000 lives.

The Evil Yue Sect once dispatched two kings to encircle and suppress, but one of them was eaten.
Chapter completed!