Chapter 326: Can a Mere Fruit Compare to a Delicious Grilled Fish?

It felt like a drowning fish.

The chest inside the body seemed to be drained, and I wanted to breathe frantically.

I feel dizzy and my soul is shaking!

Immediately afterwards——

On the east side of Qiankun Lei, four figures descended from the sky like the sun and sat directly in the first row.

"A strong man in the divine realm!"

And when they appear, there are four!

The momentum on the other side of the Demon Realm suddenly surged to its peak!

Many people who were watching the excitement were suddenly frightened and wanted to leave this space immediately, but found that they could not get out.

Qiankun Lei has become a place where only people are allowed to enter and no one is allowed to leave.

"Everyone!"

"Now that everyone is here, what are you waiting for? Let's catch up on old times!"

As hearty laughter sounded——

Twelve powerful gods from various domains appeared one after another and sat in the first row of seats on the north and south sides.

So far, the number of powerful people in this Qiankun Tournament has been extremely terrifying!

More than two hundred blazing suns!

One hundred Dharma ancestors!

And... sixteen gods!

"I heard that there is a grand event held in the Yanhuang Realm. We have come all the way, and there is no one to say hello to us?" A certain god-level expert snorted and said displeasedly.

Only those in the divine realm are qualified to talk to the divine realm.

At this time, no matter whether it is the Dharma Patriarch or the Lieyang Realm, whoever stands up in Daxia will die because it is disrespectful.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Daxia has always been hospitable. How can we be disrespectful when friends come from afar?"

Dream Beiyang...

No, it was Meng Beiyang who was sitting in the dilapidated pavilion and finally arrived!

The pavilion was very worn, as if it had been pulled out from some barren mountain. The paint on the four pillars was peeled off, it was full of holes, and a few pieces were peeled off from the corners of the eaves.

But the strange thing is——

The expressions of all the alien gods present changed slightly.

With solemn eyes, he looked at the thirty-six amber pendants hanging in front of the pavilion.

The more powerful a person is in cultivation, the more he can feel the aura that destroys the heaven and the earth. Even if his spiritual consciousness touches it, he will be annihilated in an instant!

Meng Beiyang slowly stood up from the pavilion with a smile on his face.

Then, Leisurely flew under the pavilion and sat in the first row of seats on the west side.

Although he is the only god in the Yanhuang Realm.

But the expression on his face showed no fear at all, and even showed sarcasm, which was overwhelming.

On the other hand, Jiang Wushuang, who was far away, suddenly thought of it after seeing those amber pendants.

The original battle of Yinpingling——

Lu Chen entrusted him to bring five "threshes" there. After surviving a narrow escape and experiencing only fatal injuries along the way, he finally brought the things.

Soon afterwards, Luo Xuandao and Luo Huaiyan from the Luo family came to invade.

Meng Beiyang sang about the empty city strategy and guarded the gate alone. He even inspired a "thresh stone" to directly kill the two powerful gods of the Luo family!

Unexpectedly, today I will bring the ‘old props’ to the stage again.

Thirty-six real and fake "threme stones" swayed in the wind, making crisp impact sounds.

Meng Beiyang's Feather Fan Lunkerchief glanced at the many divine realms with disdain: "The competition between Daxia's juniors, I didn't expect to disturb so many big shots, I'm really flattered!"

"Haha! I'm serious! I'm serious! We're here uninvited. Brother Meng, just don't mind." A certain god-level expert in Youdu Territory chuckled softly.

As soon as these words came out, another god from the Demon Realm immediately continued: "We heard that a great peerless talent came out of the Yanhuang Realm. He is called 'Song Qifeng' in Yinping and Lu Chen outside. Got the limelight!”

The strong man from Shenxiao Realm didn't look good at all, and said coldly, "Since we are fighting on this 'Qiankun Challenge', let's fight harder!"

Meng Beiyang's eyes narrowed and he looked straight at the person who spoke last, "Oh, do you have any advice?"

"Simple!"

"We've all come here, we can't really just watch you compete in Da Xiajiao!"

"Since it is a battle to defend the ring, all the geniuses in the audience will have the opportunity to challenge! Of course, the jackpot must not be less, so we will still use the magic weapon as a reward!"

On top of the Qiankun ring, Ying Wufeng finally opened his eyes.

He originally thought that this was a competition between him and Lu Chen, but unexpectedly something happened.

The situation has developed to this point——

From the internal struggle in Daxia, it evolved into a game between the nine regions.

The intensity of this ‘Qiankun Lei’ battle will definitely be far more intense than the previous one at Yinpingling.

Ying Wufeng glanced around and saw several acquaintances, all of whom were of the same generation as him...

These geniuses are one generation older than Lu Chen.

Fame is not simply determined by talent, but by actual military exploits, fought out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

At this moment, as the powerful man from the Divine Sky Realm finished speaking.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Meng Beiyang's face was solemn and he didn't speak for a long time.

If you agree, then Daxia will definitely encounter a wheel-and-wheel battle, and the situation will be extremely unfavorable.

If you don't agree...

He weighed his trump card, which was the "thresh stone" hanging above his head.

To be precise, "Thresh" is no longer a trump card.

After all, it had been exposed as early as Yinpingling.

If the strong men from the Divine Sky Realm still dare to come, they must have something to rely on.

For a while.

Meng Beiyang is in a dilemma.

"oh?"

"Do so many people want to challenge!?"

At this moment, a surprised voice floated over from the west side.

I don't know who screamed and shouted: "Lu Chen is here!"

A moment——

The warriors on that path spontaneously made way for a passage, revealing the young man who had just entered.

In the distance, Sun Qi's eyes were shining, and he said excitedly: "It's so cool! It's so cool! Brother Lu's pretense is already natural, you don't need to rely on yourself anymore!"

Next to him, Jiang Wushuang asked in confusion: "What makes you happy about Brother Lu's scene?"

Sun Qi glanced at him and said disdainfully: "What do you know! Brother Lu is the protagonist, and if I take his place, wouldn't it be great for me?"

Jiang Wushuang was stunned: "Is this okay!!?"

At this moment, under the gazes of one after another, Lu Chen also passed by many warriors and arrived at the edge of the Qiankun Ring.

Seeing the worried look on Mr. Meng Beiyang's face, he gave him a calm look.

Then, he walked up to the stage and said to Ying Wufeng: "How about... this challenger, I should come first."

"Why?"

"Because I'm in short supply of magic weapons!"

Ying Wufeng looked at the seriousness in his eyes and stood up without asking any more questions.

As he went down, he said calmly: "Be careful, some of them are not much weaker than me."

"Thanks."

"No, I just don't want you to die too early."

…

at the same time.

In a certain space of 'Mirage Xuanze'.

Maofu sat by the stream regardless of appearance, with a barbecue grill in front of her, on which colorful fish were being grilled, sizzling with oil.

Linglong was beside him, sitting leisurely on a recliner, rocking slowly.

On the table next to it, there is an old-fashioned radio playing an opera that was popular hundreds of years ago.

Maofu turned her hand to turn the grilled fish over.

Looking into the distance, there is the edge of this space, and there is something like a water curtain across it.

Vaguely, one could vaguely see the figures of people inside, as well as a huge competition arena.

It’s the ‘Qiankun Lei’!

"I have been in foreign battlefields before, and I have also been to 'Phantom Tower Xuanze'! I never knew that 'Qiankun Lei' could pass through here." Maofu said.

As the spices are sprinkled on top, the fragrance gradually dissipates.

On the recliner, Linglong seemed to be concentrating with her eyes closed, and softly replied: "'Mirage Xuanze' is a maze hive with countless small rooms in it..."

"Every room has many neighbors."

"The one we are in now is just the one that has not been discovered among the many neighbors of Qiankun Lei."

The stream is gurgling and the smoke is curling up.

This space is filled with seas of flowers, which are simply unbelievably beautiful.

After Maofu sprinkled the last cumin, he immediately put out the open flame and started to heat it with the remaining heat.

"Junior sister!"

"It used to be the space of 'Qiankun Lei', why did it suddenly stop here?"

As she spoke, she put the fish meat into her mouth.

It doesn't seem to taste right.

After chewing for a few mouthfuls, he frowned slightly.

With a wave of his hand, the grilled fish was turned into ashes, and another one jumped out of the stream next to it. Its scales fell off while it was still in the air, and it happened to be pierced on the spikes of the grill.

The flames appear and a new round of grilled fish begins.

"Little Maomao, do you know..."

Linglong did not answer, but said something incomprehensible: "There are sixteen alien gods in Qiankun Lei. There are two more hiding in the other spaces.

"ah!"

Hearing this, Mao Fu's hands trembled, "Xiao Chen and Ying Wufeng are just fighting. What are those old men doing here? Junior sister, can you really handle so many gods with the things given by your senior brother?" ?”

She stopped grilling the fish and stood up directly, nervously saying: "No! The risk is too great! We have to take Xiaochen away quickly!"

"Don't worry, continue grilling the fish, this matter is more important."

"ah?"

"You have already baked thirty-four strips. I think if you add another ten or so, it will be delicious. I still want to try it."

"What about Xiaochen? Junior sister, why aren't you worried at all?"

"Xiaochen, of course you have experienced some setbacks!"

Linglong opened her eyes, looked inside Qiankun Lei, and chuckled softly: "I haven't seen my little cutie for a long time, and I was wondering what to give as a meeting gift. Now I finally have an idea."

"You're still giving me a gift? Junior sister, you make me look cold and heartless! So, what kind of gift is it?"

"Sixteen plus two."

"ah?"

"It's just eighteen fruits."

Mao Fu finally felt relieved and said with a smile: "Then I will give you a 'Mao's Grilled Fish'!"

A mere fruit, comparable to the fragrant grilled fish?