Necropolis Immortal Chapter 1430: Longkong mountain top grade dragon soup
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The cultivators around can’t wait to slap the little girl in front of them with a slap...The dragon tendons of a ninth-order dragon king are stewed into a pot of golden soup. Even if the other kings want to eat it, they don’t have the courage to taste it...
As a result, this guy is so picky, still disgusted?
Many king monks or strange animals have black lines on their foreheads.
"What is salt?"
The King of Yin and Yang looked at the little fox blankly, and said in a bit of astonishment.
How can such a superb figure like the King of Yin and Yang care about this trivial matter? It is already very difficult for him to make a stew of dragon tendon soup in Qing Yu.
The little fox stroked her forehead, and then she carefully took out a jar of salt from her mustard seeds and poured it into the soup pot in front of her eyes.
"You have a taste."
The little fox said to the King of Yin and Yang.
Then, just under the eyes of everyone, the king of Yin and Yang moved his hand to take out the fist-sized soup from the pot and put it into his mouth.
"Huh? Huh!"
Suddenly, the King of Yin and Yang's eyes lit up, "This is salt? This kind of thing is added to the soup, and it really... really..."
The king of yin and yang stood there, not knowing what to say for a while.
"Cut, don't even put the seasoning, it's called soup."
The little fox murmured a bit of dissatisfaction, and then she took out all kinds of condiments only available in the fairy world from the mustard seeds and poured them into the soup.
For a while, this originally strong-smelling dragon tendon soup has reached an unprecedented level of sublimation. Even these old dragons in Longkong Mountain can't help but move their throats gently.
"I'll try it too!"
Qing Yu also leaned forward, two of them, each with a large spoon, and began to enjoy the dragon tendon soup in front of them.
"Too much deception, too much deception!!!"
The dragon lord suddenly roared, and he directly showed his deity, but it was a hundred-foot-long blue-black divine dragon, leaping towards Qing Yu and the little fox with teeth and claws.
Boom——
But at the next moment, the body of the dragon lord flew backwards at twice the speed.
The king of yin and yang stood in front of Qing Yu and the little fox, and said with a sneer: "The idiot of the dragon lord, what kind of waste did he find a substitute for?"
The words of the King of Yin and Yang changed the expressions of everyone, including the seven old dragons.
"Dragon Lord is fake?"
The Night King was startled.
"Of course it is fake."
The King of Yin and Yang sneered and said: "The Dragon Lord is scheming, and I don't know how many Hongmeng strongmen sitting in Longkong Mountain...It's just a soup made by the Red Dragon King, how can he rush over like a stunned green?"
"The Dragon Lord has a lot of abilities, but unfortunately the substitute he found is a waste."
As soon as the King of Yin and Yang's hand was drawn, the blue-black dragon was caught in his hand.
This dragon is also the king of the ninth-tier peak, but he is far from the King of Yin and Yang. Once the King of Yin and Yang takes action, he has no room to resist.
At this moment, Longkong Mountain was completely quiet, and even the seven old dragons didn't dare to act rashly...The dragon lord was not here, they definitely did not have the qualifications to fight the Valley of the Ten Evil Men.
All the power of Longkong Mountain is under the control of the dragon lord...Since the dragon lord let his stand-in stay here, then he must be doing something very important.
The people in Longkongshan don't know what the dragon lord is doing now, lest they cause a conflict and miss the dragon lord's major event.
In this way, the two sides stood up here silently, and both sides were delaying time.
Only the little fox and Qing Yu gathered around the soup pot, and there was a bite of the soup stewed with the dragon tendons of the Red Dragon King without a bite.
"Hey? Qingting, come here!"
At this moment, Qing Yu suddenly thought of something, she turned around and said to Qingting.
"Huh?"
Qingting was startled, she could not help but came to Qing Yu.
"Try it!"
Qing Yu helped Qing Ting serve a bowl of soup, and Qing Ting took the soup bowl blankly, a little at a loss.
King Zhenhe stood in front of King Yulong, and he gently patted King Yulong on the shoulder. King Yulong smiled bitterly, and now he finally understood what was going on with the weird expression on King Zhenhe's face.
Probably, King Zhenhe is the one who is called Xianlou like this.
"By the way, you have the Azure Dragon bloodline, this Chilong Tang is not for you."
Qing Yu seemed to think of something, he said to the king of Yin and Yang: "The one in your hand is also killed, stew the soup!"
"..."
The kings around swallowed all of their saliva.
The blue dragon in front of me is not an ordinary blue dragon... He is a substitute for the dragon lord, no matter his identity or bloodline, he is equal to the dragon lord! Otherwise, how could he qualify as a substitute for the Dragon Lord.
This blue dragon is most likely the heir of the dragon lord!
Now, the hopeless heavenly king... is going to stew this blue dragon!
The king of Yin and Yang was naturally obedient to Qing Yu. As soon as Qing Yu's voice fell, he broke the neck of the Dragon Lord's substitute.
In the next instant, there was no breath of this blue-black dragon.
"Hold on!"
The little fox hurriedly said: "Set up another stove... Putting it together and stewing it will make you smelly."
"..."
Now, these kings around don't know what they think in their hearts, they feel that their heads are a little chaotic...
If you put two 9th-order dragon kings together and stew together, will you get a taste?
Is it important not to skewer?
The Valley of the Evil is worthy of being the Valley of the Evil, and even went to Longkong Mountain to stew the dragon...The stewed is the Dragon King of Tier Nine!
The dragon kings of Longkong Mountain almost breathed fire in their eyes, although they didn't know the origin of this blue-black dragon king... but they also guessed a little, maybe, maybe he is really the heir of the dragon master.
But at this time, they didn't dare to act rashly. The Ten Great Evil Men looked eagerly, and the Dragon Lord was not there. They might all be stewed.
At this time, the Seven Old Dragon Kings have faintly guessed where the Dragon Lord is... the ninth floor of Longkong Mountain!
If this group of lawless villains hit the ninth floor of Longkong Mountain, then not only will the major event of the Dragon Lord be ruined, Longkong Mountain will be an early devastating blow.
If the dragon master returns after dealing with the ninth floor of Longkong Mountain, these wicked people, what heavenly kings, what mysterious kings, what night kings...the dragon masters will let them be wiped out when they backhand.
The King of Yin and Yang, as the little fox said, set up another stove and stewed the dragon...
Qing Ting took another soup bowl and mechanically sent the golden dragon soup into his mouth.
"You too."
At this moment, Castle Master Qinglong suddenly kicked Qing Di beside him.
"Huh? I..."
Qing Di didn't know why he came to the soup pot, he looked at the two stunning women in front of him a little at a loss.
"City Lord Qinglong is a wise person."
Little Fox smiled slightly, she handed Qingdi a soup bowl: "Let’s drink together."
"Hey...good."
Qing Di is definitely not an idiot, he immediately realized what it meant to drink this bowl of soup... Qinglongcheng broke with Longkong Mountain, surrendered to the Valley of the Evil, or Xianlou's embrace!
"It's so fragrant!"
Qingdi served himself a large bowl of dragon tendon soup, and his mouth was full of oil.
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