Just like what the woman from the Haotian Tower had thought in her heart, the taste of this wolf meat is indeed very bad, very unpalatable.
After peeling off the wolf skin completely, Bu Fang touched the wolf meat, and he could roughly predict the taste of the wolf meat, because the wolf meat has well-developed muscles, and the whole body is full of muscle fibers, which are very hard. So the taste is very bad.
Even if there is a strong aura in this meat, it cannot change its unpalatable taste.
Bu Fang naturally frowned at this kind of food, but it was the food of the fifth-order spirit beast, so wasting it like this was not in line with Bu Fang's status as a chef.
Swinging the kitchen knife, he cut the wolf meat into pieces. Bu Fang passed a wooden branch through the pieces of wolf meat, put them on the fire and roasted them.
During the baking process, Bu Fang only occasionally used spiritual energy to temper it.
The snake ball dragon blood porridge boiling in the pot was almost eaten, and Bu Fang didn't continue to eat it. He tasted the taste and it was almost the same.
After cleaning the pot and putting it away, Bu Fangfang concentrated on processing the wolf meat.
The blood that permeated the surroundings has not dissipated, and the sound of animal roars sounded unknowingly, bringing people a feeling of skin numbness.
chi chi chi...
The wolf meat was roasted very quickly. Although the wolf meat was full of muscle fibers, it turned golden yellow after being roasted. Drops of oil dripped from the roasted meat and onto the fire. Among them, making the fire more vigorous.
The seasoning was taken out of the system space bag and sprinkled on it continuously.
Although the ingredients were not very good, Bu Fang still tried his best to cook the wolf meat into delicious dishes.
From the gradually rising meat aroma, it can be found that the wolf meat, which should have been difficult to swallow, actually burst out with a tempting aroma that made people swallow their saliva.
The smell of meat permeated the air, which also caused some restless spirit beasts, which were originally seduced by the smell of blood, to riot.
However, just when these spirit beasts were about to pounce towards Bu Fang, there was a violent explosion sound in the distance.
The sound made these spirit beasts seem to sense something, they all raised their heads vigilantly, turned around and left, and disappeared after a while.
Bu Fang also looked at the location of the explosion in doubt, grabbed the roasted golden wolf meat and stood up.
He waved his zhenqi casually and slapped it with his palm to extinguish the fire. Bu Fang grabbed the wolf's barbecue and walked slowly towards the explosion location.
He came to these hundred thousand great rivers, but he was looking for the fire seed of "Myriad Beast Flame". Could this explosion have something to do with that fire seed
Thinking of this in Bu Fang's mind, he couldn't help but calmly walked towards that position, holding the delicious roasted wolf meat in his hand.
Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flickered, and he dexterously followed behind Bu Fang.
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"Hehe... People from Haotian Tower?"
A somewhat disdainful voice resounded, lingering in the somewhat sunken valley.
The valley is secluded and covered with vegetation. On top of a big tree, a young man with a head full of gray hair crossed his arms and looked at the figures below.
These people are all wearing white robes with a small pagoda-like pattern drawn on them.
There is no doubt that this group of people are all strong in Haotian Tower.
One hundred thousand rivers, this is Haotian Tower's home field.
"You madman, how dare you wantonly kill my disciple of Haotian Tower! Obediently, you will be captured!"
An old man stared at the gray-haired young man coldly and shouted, his eyes were full of anger, and the Haotian Tower disciples around him were also full of righteous indignation.
"It's so scary... Haotian Tower is really powerful! It can be unreasonable." The gray-haired young man sneered.
"I saw this eighth-level lion-headed magic potato first. The disciples of the Haotian Tower want to grab the next thing. Who can blame you if you die?"
The elder of Haotian Tower snorted coldly, and his eyes fell on the emerald green plant in the distance. The leaves of that plant were lush and green, and the spiritual energy circulated on it. But it was a surprise, because this is exactly the eighth-level lion head magic potato.
An eighth-level elixir, the value is naturally extremely precious.
"But this can't be the reason for you to kill my Haotian Tower disciple!" The elder took a deep breath, and still looked at the gray-haired young man, his eyes froze, and then the several Haotian Tower disciples around him moved They raised the longbows in their hands one after another, and the bowstrings were taut, aiming at the gray-haired young man.
The gray-haired young man twisted his neck, opened his mouth and smiled, but his eyes became more and more cold.
"A small force in a trial place is so rampant. It really is a poor country and a bad place...Since you want to seek death so much, then go to death."
hum...
A burst of volatility erupted.
The elder of Haotian Tower shouted angrily, "Let go!"
Whoosh! !
The zhenqi with the radiance of zhenqi exploded towards the gray-haired man on the big tree like a falling meteor shower. The speed of each arrow was very fast, roaring and tearing apart. Air.
The disciples of Haotian Tower are all good at using archery, so many arrows rained down, almost making it impossible for the enemy to hide.
Among these Haotian Tower disciples, there are seventh-rank strong ones, and fifth-rank weak ones. With so many strong men's arrow rain, even the eighth-rank God of War has to weigh it if he wants to resist it.
However, the gray-haired young man just sneered, the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain, and the light in his hand shook, and then a group of red flames burned in his hand. A wall of fire was formed in front of the gray-haired youth.
The arrow rain exploded on the wall of fire, causing sparks to fly everywhere, but it was unable to break through the wall of fire.
"This is Heaven and Earth Profound Fire?!" The old man in Haotian Pagoda gasped and frowned.
No... It can't be the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire. Although the power of this flame is good, it is still not as good as the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire.
"Could it be that your goal is also for... my thousand beast flames among my hundred thousand great rivers?!"
Possessing such a strange flame, with a strong cultivation base, appearing in a hundred thousand rivers... must also be for the Wanshouyan who is about to riot.
"You old guy has a bit of eyesight. It's really luck that such a rare treasure as Wanshouyan can appear in this southern border. Naturally, I'm going to try my luck." The gray-haired man said lightly.
The elder of the Haotian Tower wanted to say something, but his eyes shrank, because he found that the wall of fire that filled the sky suddenly changed, and it turned into a roaring flamingo, flying over with wings spread , with terrifying power.
The few Haotian Tower disciples who bore the brunt were directly burned to ashes by the flames of the flamingo.
This gray-haired young man is an eighth-rank god of war, and with this peculiar flame, his fighting power is extremely powerful. The elder of the Haotian tower was also defeated and was beaten until he vomited blood.
Several disciples of Haotian Tower were burnt to death in this battle, and finally relying on the large formation formed by the crowd, they resisted the attack of the gray-haired man.
However, the gray-haired young man obviously didn't use all his strength, he just stimulated the flames and hung the group of strong Haotian towers without any haste.
His eyes were on the lion-head magic potato below.
He landed on the ground, and slowly walked towards the green and swaying spiritual grass. The rich fragrance burst out, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The lion's head magic potato is called the lion's head magic potato because under the green leaves, there is a magic potato that looks like a lion's head.
The young man grabbed the leaf, and with a sudden force, he grabbed the leaf. Accompanied by a roaring lion's roar, surging spiritual energy permeated, and then the whole surrounding seemed to be illuminated brightly.
Under the leaf, there actually appeared a lifelike golden lion head, and the lion roared with its mouth open.
The young man looked at the lion head magic potato with satisfaction, his face showing excitement.
"This lion head magic potato is a very delicious ingredient... It seems that this trip is a blessing."
The gray-haired young man grinned, put his nose close to the lion's head, and took a breath of enjoyment.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he looked into the distance, and shouted coldly: "Who is it! Come out!"
Everyone in Haotian Tower, who was struggling to resist the gray-haired youth's mysterious flamingo, shouted loudly with the gray-haired youth, and they were all overjoyed. Could it be that their reinforcements from Haotian Tower came
They happily walked towards the place where the rustling sound came from.
Soon, the joy in their eyes disappeared, because in their field of vision, it was not the reinforcements from the Haotian Tower that emerged.
It was a strange thin figure, a young man holding a skewer of roasted golden yellow and oily barbecue.