In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

The skin of the gods is the most powerful defense in the world, and the flesh and blood of the gods is also the most powerful magic-breaking material in the world.

But now Cui Yu used some unknown means to forcefully extract the blood from his body. Although the divine blood extracted was only a drop in the ocean, it was still equally terrifying.

What kind of cultivation level does Cui Yu have?

What kind of cultivation do you have?

There is no comparison between the two sides at all!

There's no comparison at all!

How to compare?

But Cui Yu actually ignored his skin's defense and drew out his divine blood out of thin air, and asked you if you are afraid?

Cui Yu now has the ability to drain a ray of divine blood from himself. Does that mean that when Cui Yu's cultivation becomes more and more unpredictable in the future, he will be able to drain more powerful and more blood from himself?

Or even drain yourself dry one day?

Little Jinpeng King was scared and struggled hard, but unfortunately he still couldn't break free from Cui Yu's hands.

The dragon-binding chain not only imprisoned his divine power, but also imprisoned his physical strength.

Brother, take it! Let's see how I draw out the divine blood from his body! Cui Yu handed the wisp of divine blood to Yang Erlang, held the feet of Little Jinpeng King, and began to activate his magical power again. Continuously draw out the blood from Little Jinpeng King's body.

When Zhen Shui Wuxiang is used on himself, his physical body can only withstand three times of strength, can it be used on the little Jinpeng King? As long as there is enough divine power, energy can be extracted continuously.

Cui Yuyou's Corpse Ancestor continued to provide divine blood, but he was pumping it happily at this time. No matter how little Jinpeng King struggled, he couldn't get any of it.

Overnight, Cui Yu took three drops of blood from Little Jinpeng Wang.

The blood of Little Jinpeng King is black and white, which looks quite strange.

That's enough! Stop pumping! Looking at the three drops of divine blood in his hand, Yang Erlang quickly swallowed it into his body. Then he looked at the little Jinpeng King who had given up struggling and was despairing, and quickly advised him.

Is it enough? Cui Yu looked at Yang Erlang: Don't be afraid that it's not enough. Tell me if it's not enough. You may not look at the size of this old hen, but when you unfold your true body, it's a big mountain.

Enough! Absolutely enough! Yang Erlang nodded quickly, then pulled Cui Yu aside, looked at the little Jinpeng King who was worse than dead, and whispered: We can't do anything about him, so why not let him go? , find ways to resolve cause and effect.”

Resolve cause and effect? ​​Do you still look like you can resolve cause and effect? Cui Yu said angrily: Don't worry and practice, I will definitely eat this little Jinpeng King.

Cui Yu patted Yang Erlang on the shoulder.

Brother, please don't cause trouble. Yang Erlang looked at Cui Yu, always feeling on edge, his eyes full of uneasiness, fearing that Cui Yu would cause a big disaster.

I understand, go with peace of mind. Cui Yu dismissed Yang Erlang, and then looked at the little Jinpeng King with his eyes.

Little Jinpeng King stared at Cui Yu fiercely with his eyes full of coldness and murderous intent.

You're so arrogant. Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Let me tell you, I'm going to eat this golden-winged roc today. Cui Yu ignored the golden-winged roc and started to build the stove.

Of course ordinary flames cannot kill the Golden-winged Dapeng, but what about the three-flavored true fire?

That's a being that can even burn a monkey.

Cui Yu planned to build a stove and then give Little Jinpeng King some colors to see.

I don’t know if I can complete the foundation building of the martial arts of gods and demons by swallowing the body of Little Jinpeng King.

in the hills

Master Nanhua's eyes could see through the time barrier, and he could see Cui Yu's movements clearly.

Did you see clearly? Master Nanhua asked Miaoshan.

What he asked was what method Cui Yu used to extract the blood of Little Jinpeng King alive.

I can't understand. Miaoshan shook his head: It's too evil.

What should he do with Liang Zi, the little Jinpeng King? Miao Shan scratched his head.

It's not like you don't know his temper. It's better to wait until he's done with it, and then go out and sell favors to King Jinpeng. Nan Hua said with a smile.

Just as he was talking, Master Nanhua said to Shoucheng beside him: Go to Cui Yu and ask for some blood of the Little Jinpeng King. This is the best material for building the foundation of the martial arts of gods and demons. If you can take the opportunity to shape more than a dozen The seedlings who have established the foundation of the martial arts of gods and demons are just around the corner to conquer the world.

Master, isn't it okay? Shoucheng hesitated.

What's wrong? All the cause and effect will be borne by the old monk and me. Even if the old thing like Peacock comes in the future, I will take action, Nan Hua said.

Shoucheng smiled bitterly upon hearing this and could only turn around and walk away.

Looking at Shoucheng's back, Miaoshan nodded and said, Shoucheng has found his own path, and he will have a smooth journey into disasters in the future.

The path of cause and effect is the most dangerous, and disasters are even more complicated. There are thousands of difficulties to overcome. The old Taoist priest sighed, his voice full of emotion.

Just as he was talking, Master Nan Hua suddenly jumped to his feet: Fuck! Three-flavored True Fire! Three-flavored True Fire! That kid actually mastered the Three-flavored True Fire. He actually wanted to roast the little King Jinpeng with the Three-flavored True Fire.

Master Nan Hua was so speechless that he suddenly ran down the mountain without saying a word, his eyes full of horror: If I ask him to burn the little Jinpeng King to death, I'm afraid the human race will never have peace.

Three Flavors of True Fire? That boy actually mastered the Three Flavors of True Fire? Miao Shan couldn't help but be stunned at this moment, then his face turned pale and he hurriedly ran down the mountain.

Yamashita

Cui Yu held the KFC and looked at the boy lying in the shack. Hearing the churning in the boy's stomach, he shook the hot KFC in his hand and said, Brother, would you like some?

The young man turned his head from the shack, glanced at Cui Yu, and then turned away stubbornly.

Cui Yu smiled when he saw this, but didn't take it seriously. He wrapped the KFC in paper and threw it away.

The young man glanced at Cui Yu. After all, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the hamburger and got into the doghouse, then wolfed it down.

This is the way of the world. Cui Yu couldn't help but shake his head.

Just helping a child or rescuing a person doesn't cost much divine power.

Cui Yu feels that he is a contradictory person. In the words of Xin Yuan, he has a devil in his heart!

There lived a moody big devil.

Cui Yu was busy in the yard, while Zhu Wuneng lay quietly in the corner, quietly watching Cui Yu's movements, and then looking at the miserable state of the golden-winged roc, he couldn't help but shook his head: This world is too dangerous! Jin The Winged Roc King is invulnerable to water and fire, but this kid is even more evil. If he kills the Golden Winged Roc King, maybe I can take a bite to replenish my energy.

The stove was quickly set up, but the problem arose again.

Can the Dragon Binding Lock withstand the tempering of the three flavors of true fire?

If the three-flavored true fire destroys the dragon-binding lock, what should I do then?

Without the Dragon Binding Lock, how can I hold the Little Golden Roc King?

When the time comes for the other party to retaliate, he will not be able to bear it.

But Cui Yu soon thought of a way. He simply cut a hole in the stove and only used the dragon lock to bind the little Jinpeng King's claws.

Then a pair of claws and dragon-binding locks were left outside, and the entire body was left on the inner wall of the stove.

Then Cui Yu lit the fire, and then Cui Yu took out the little Jinpeng King from the soy sauce and other materials, chanted a mantra in his mouth, tied the dragon-binding lock to the little Jinpeng King's claws, and then removed the little Jinpeng King from the stove. The king stretched out his legs and sealed the stove with mud.

‘Gah ga ga~ (Boy, ancestor, I am invulnerable to fire and water, there is nothing you can do about me!)’

'Quack, quack, quack~ (When I regain my powers in the future, I will make you cut it into slices and eat it with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.'

Little Jinpeng Wang kept shouting to vent his grievances.

It's a pity that Cui Yu couldn't hear the birds singing, so he just piled firewood under the stove, and then touched the three-flavored real fire with his fingertips, and the wood burned fiercely in an instant.

Quack, quack, quack!

Quack, quack, quack~ (Let me go, my brother is the Peacock King. If you dare to be rude to me, my brother will not let you go.)

Quack, quack, quack~ (What kind of flames are you making, it's going to kill grandpa.)

Quack, quack, quack~ (Grandpa Cui, please let me go, I won't dare anymore.)

Quack, quack, quack~ (You have taken away my yin and yang, what else do you want??)

Quack, quack, quack~ (Be a human being and leave a ray of hope. Is there any reason in this world to kill everyone?)

There was a scream from the little Jinpeng King in the stove.

Facing the Sanwei Zhenhuo, Little Jinpeng King was really scared.

The three-flavored real fire cannot burn him to death for a moment, but if it burns for ten days and a half, he will definitely be traumatized. If it burns for three to five years, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses. If it burns for forty or fifty years, I will die!

The little King Jinpeng felt a fatal threat, and his two exposed feet kept struggling, causing the entire oven to shake. The horrified Cui Yu quickly stepped forward and grabbed the feet of the little King Jinpeng.

But the little Jinpeng King's wings and body inside the stove kept vibrating and struggling. There was only a roaring sound, the furnace wall collapsed, and then the gray little Jinpeng King emerged from the stove.

The cigarette ashes hit Cui Yu's face.

Now the little Jinpeng King is naked and has no hair on his body.

You evil beast, you are really hateful! You are simply hateful to the extreme! Why don't you just wait for death in the stove? You have to toss around. Cui Yu held the legs of the little Jinpeng King and yelled.

While cursing, he reached out his hand to wipe the dust from his face.

Seeing that the three-flavored real fire on the ground was spreading, Cui Yu quickly moved his iron-smelting hand to collect the three-flavored real fire again.

The little Jinpeng King over there was speechless, looking at Cui Yu in fear on his dark face:

Are there any such shameless people in the world? You want to kill someone, but you still want them to wait for death? It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Zhu Wuneng on the side was also frightened. He didn't expect that Cui Yu would have such means to disgrace the mighty little Jinpeng King.

He actually mastered the three flavors of true fire. It seems that this time he can have a taste of the innate gods. Zhu Wuneng drooled a little and came forward with flattery. He even helped Cui Yu pick up the firewood and gather the fire again. .

Zhu Wuneng now understands that being on the right team is more important than practicing.

Then he hummed, trying to please Cui Yu.

You beast has finally figured it out. Cui Yu glanced at Zhu Wuneng appreciatively and said, I'll give you a leg when the time comes.

Zhu Wuneng kept humming, his voice full of joy.

Little Jinpeng King looked at Zhu Wuneng, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was full of anger: Bastard, you are simply a disgrace to our ancestors. How can we, our ancestors, succumb to a human being?

To this, Zhu Wuneng replied disdainfully: You have backbone, you have backbone, you entered the oven, and I grew up eating your flesh and blood. You actually wanted to eat my flesh before, it was simply wishful thinking. Look. Grandpa won’t eat your wings to satisfy his hatred!”

Faced with Zhu Wuneng's ridicule, King Jinpeng was furious. While Cui Yu was cleaning up the fire, he suddenly fluttered his wings, jumped on the ground with one leg, and pounced directly on Zhu Wuneng's body, and struck him hard in one bite.

Zhu Wuneng was imprisoned by Cui Yu. What is the difference between Zhu Wuneng and an ordinary pig?

He only heard a scream, and was pushed to the ground by the golden-winged roc. He kept thinking about it crazily, and for a moment he couldn't resist.

Cui Yu, who was arranging the fire, heard the piglet scream and looked at Zhu Wuneng who was pushed to the ground. He couldn't help but feel dizzy: You beast, you are so unreliable. How dare you show off your power when you are in such a state? ?”

After finishing his words, he quickly stepped forward to lift up the golden-winged roc, recited the mantra again and tied it up.

Then looking at the bloody Zhu Wuneng, he couldn't help but shook his head: Do you think you are cheap? Why did you provoke him so well?

Then the fire was lit again. This time Cui Yu tied up the wings of the golden-winged roc, and then took them with his hands to roast in front of the fire.

The temperature of the three-flavored true fire is too high. Even if Cui Yu is the caster of the three-flavored true fire, he can't help but be sweating from the three-flavored true fire.

The golden-winged roc kept screaming under the real fire of three flavors, yelling curses, and screams for mercy.

But the temperature of the three-flavored real fire was too high, so Cui Yu changed another piece of steel and passed it through the wings of the golden-winged roc. But before it was time to drink tea, the steel actually melted into molten iron. The golden-winged roc kept singing loudly and fell into the fire. Then the flames spread everywhere. Cui Yu was so startled that he had to put out the fire everywhere.

When Master Nan Hua and Miao Shan arrived, they saw Cui Yu, who had a dark face, holding a black golden-winged roc in his hand, standing in the yard with gnashing teeth.

A pile of firewood started to burn again. Cui Yuzheng pulled his two big wings and bound the golden-winged roc with a dragon-binding lock, preparing to roast it with the flames.

He has lost his temper now and doesn't care about the Dragon Binding Lock.

Slow down! Slow down! That bird can't be roasted!

Nan Hua Zhenren and Miao Shan arrived late, and when they saw Cui Yu roasting the bird, his scalp went numb in shock.

You two are here at the right time. It's a blessing for you to taste the delicacies of the mountains and seas. Cui Yu's dark face showed his white teeth. He struggled desperately with the roc in his hands and shouted at the top of his lungs: Master Nanhua Save me! Master Nanhua, save me! If Master Nanhua is willing to save me, he will never forget his great kindness in the future.

In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods