At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

"The Master of the Vajra Sect is right!"

Du Haitang, the master of the Blood Refining Hall, nodded in agreement, and said with a look of disdain:

"In the current Apocalypse League, only the old man Tang Aotian has crossed the realm of saints, and he is only a saint on the sixth floor. All of us sitting here can sit on an equal footing with him. As for Huang Li from the Huang family, hehe , You’re just a brat who’s not dry yet!”

"Although the Apocalypse Alliance seems to be large in scale, it is just a failure of gold and jade. As long as we unite as one, I am sure to push the Yellow and Tang families within three days!"

Jin Ming, the master of Jinxiang Mountain Gate, also said with a sneer.

"Sect Master Lenglian, it depends on the sphere of influence of the Apocalypse Alliance, so don't make any fools along the way!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the air was inexplicably dignified.

Leng Lian raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a light smile, "When did I, Mrs. Leng, ever fear something happen? Since everyone has decided to crusade against this so-called Apocalypse Alliance, naturally I, Xianghe Valley, cannot be left behind!"

"This is naturally excellent! The strong man, that is, the owner of the Kuanglong Pavilion, Zhao Zhuang, laughed when he heard this,

"My Kuanglong Pavilion will also help me to achieve this hegemony!"

"At that time, Qianlongzhou will be the world of our four sects!"

The atmosphere relaxed slightly, and the solemn brows of the four of them also relaxed.

Jin Ming picked up the wine cup and said to the three of them, "Since we've been here for a while, let's eat and drink to our heart's content today, and let's show off tomorrow!"

"The Lord of the Golden Gate is right!"

"Everyone pick up the wine cups and drink!"

……

The four of them drank the spirits in one gulp. Du Haitang was about to look down at the roasted sheep on the stove, but he was stunned for a moment: "Fuck me, where is Lao Tzu's sheep?"

The three of them turned their heads to check when they heard his movements.

There is no sheep on the stove where the lamb was roasted, only the oil stains on the firewood are still exuding bursts of aroma.

Zhao Zhuang was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Jin Ming's exaggerated fat, and said:

"I said, Master Jinshan, you couldn't be the one who secretly ate this meat, right?"

Jin Ming was startled when he heard the words, and then furious: "You fart!"

Although he has a thick face and a thick skin, he really can't afford to lose this kind of person, and said angrily: "I'm not that cheap!"

"Who stole that?" Leng Lian frowned and said with some hesitation.

"Damn, what a ghost, there are still people who dare to steal food under the noses of the four of us. It's really terrible!"

Du Haitang's face was extremely ugly, and he still had one sentence to say, which was: "And he really managed to steal it!"

This is a shame and humiliation to the four famous sects!

Just when the four of them were looking at me, I was looking at you, staring at each other.

There was a rustling sound suddenly coming out of the darkness. If you listened carefully, you could clearly hear the chatter mixed in it.

"Who's there!"

The four of them were startled, and jumped up one after another after pulling out their own dicks, looking at the shadow in shock and anger.

Strange to say, the lighting tools in this tent are high-quality luminous stones. Although the light is soft, its penetrating power is extremely strong.

The entire tent can be illuminated brightly, but there is only one corner where no light can penetrate.

Can even the light be driven away?

The defenders outside heard the sound in the tent and rushed in one after another. Seven or eight people were all strong in the quasi-sage realm.

But at this time, the darkness faded away, revealing the figure of a young man.

At this moment, he was holding a delicious big roast lamb and eating it happily, with oil stains all over his face.

The four masters stared, isn't it the roast lamb they lost?

The young man looked up and saw so many people staring at him, he seemed a little embarrassed and smiled:

"Sorry, wait a moment, finish eating right away!" After speaking, he began to gnaw even harder.

The corners of the mouths of the four of them twitched slightly at the same time, and when they looked at each other, they could see the desire in each other's eyes that they couldn't wait to go up and beat this guy up.

Although I thought about it all, but no one was moving at all.

Because they are all waiting for others to make the first move, after all, as the masters of a sect, they understand the truth of shooting the first bird.

So there was such a funny scene.

A young man sat and gnawed on a roasted sheep, while a group of people stood watching not far away.

Finally, the young man swallowed the rest of the Roasted Goatbeard in one gulp, and there was not even a single bone left. He patted his stomach and said with satisfaction:

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fat but not greasy, it's really delicious in the world!"

He didn't hesitate to praise himself, and asked the crowd: "I want to know who roasted this lamb, it's so delicious!"

There was a chatter among the crowd, but no one dared to come forward and admit it.

Leng Lian glanced left and right, gritted her teeth for the last time, and stepped forward to admit: "I baked it!"

"Cow batch!"

The young man gave her a thumbs up and praised her with the highest level of appreciation.

The crowd petrified.

"enough!"

With a sullen face, Du Haitang realized that the situation could not continue in such a nonsensical way, and immediately hit the stop sign, and said to the young man with a serious expression: "I don't know who you are, what's the business of visiting our coalition army late at night?"

Du Haitang's eyes were sharp, and he looked directly at the person in front of him.

Although he couldn't see the strength of the guy in front of him, what he was sure of was that if this young man could steal their roast sheep without anyone noticing, his realm would definitely not be low.

In any case, it is the level to be able to sit on an equal footing with them.

And he was sure and certain that this young man was definitely not from the Tang Sect or the Huang family.

Because if such a strong person is in this hidden dragon, he will definitely recognize it immediately.

In other words, the other party is likely to be a casual cultivator, or belong to an outside force.

Therefore, what he immediately showed was vigilance, not hostility.

After all, it is always the worst policy to be an enemy of such a practitioner who may possess great supernatural powers.

This is true even for a behemoth like the Blood Refining Hall.

Hearing Du Haitang's first question, the others immediately gathered together.

He waited straight for the young man's answer.

However, the young man just lingered on the fragrance left on his hands, and said with a strange smile: "You are almost at the door of my house, and you are still asking who I am?"

"Hahaha, it seems that the intelligence capabilities of the coalition forces are terrible!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

There is too much information contained in this statement, but the most important one is only one:

The powerful young man in front of him is from the Apocalypse League!

This result was unexpected even by the four major suzerains.

"It's impossible, you look so unfamiliar, if there is someone like you in the Apocalypse League, how could I not know?" Jin Ming waved his hand first to retort, and sneered:

"Hurry up and report your name, don't fool us!"