But Ye Qing was just a little greedy.

When he was at the Ji family, Ye Qing ate a lot of delicacies.

But I always feel that it is a little bit worse.

The chef of the Ji family is very average.

Although the ingredients used are basically precious flesh and blood of monsters.

But Ye Qing felt that it was not tasty enough.

So, Ye Qing thought that it would be very comfortable to find some wild game in this mountain forest.

The night is dark.

The cold wind sways.

Soon, Ye Qing exuded a divine thought and sensed the existence of a monster.

The blood power in the body is quite powerful.

Ye Qing was still far from the monster, and he sensed the vigorous qi and blood in his body.

"Good guy, it turned out to be a chicken!"

Under Ye Qing's divine consciousness investigation, he saw clearly the face of the monster.

In an instant, a ray of light burst out from Ye Qing's eyes.

I was moved.

I remembered the Bazhen chicken that Ye Qing ate before, and the taste was very good!

"Swoosh!"

With his steps moving, Ye Qing quickly took action.

Running in the mountains and forests.

Now Ye Qing has broken through to the Tianwu realm, and his speed is much faster than before.

Moreover, Ye Qing's soul power has been greatly improved with the breakthrough of his cultivation.

When the divine thoughts are released, the movements and stillness within a radius of thousands of miles can basically be sensed.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Soon, Ye Qing heard the giggling chickens in the jungle.

Ye Qing was even more excited.

Good guy, not an ordinary chicken.

But a colorful golden flaming chicken.

The whole body bursts with colorful glass light.

Bright and dazzling.

The point is that there are golden flames burning on his body.

Extremely magical.

What Ye Qing can be sure of is that the value of the colorful golden flame chicken is still above the Eight-Treasure Chicken.

The power of bloodline is stronger.

It belongs to the ancient relic.

Ye Qing never expected that he could encounter colorful golden roosters in small places like southern Xinjiang.

With his footsteps flashing, Ye Qing accelerated his speed, like an arrow leaving the string.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the side of the colorful golden rooster.
Chapter completed!