Chapter 1739

At this moment, seeing the large chicken leg in Xu Jie's hand, he suddenly remembered—this couldn't be Brother Changqing's cooking, could it?

No wonder this guy ran so fast just now.

Thinking of this, Nangong Qing didn't hesitate, flashed directly behind Xu Jie, and then left a sentence, running away without looking back.

"It's my turn, Junior Brother, hold the line."

Huh???

This left Xu Jie baffled. Change what? I'll hold the line for a fool.

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother, where are you going?"

I am going to drink soup, where are you going? But Nangong Qing's answer left Xu Jie stunned.

"I am also going to drink some soup."

Huh??? You are also going to drink some soup? How the hell did you know?

Xu Jie never expected that Nangong Qing would also know about the soup. Isn't he a disciple of the Yunluo Holy Land?

But he didn't have time to think more, as the two Undead Race personal disciples had already attacked.

Two against one, naturally they wouldn't let go of this opportunity; they would take the chance to kill one first.

Now the tables had truly turned, and Xu Jie was immediately suppressed by the two Undead Race personal disciples.

As for Nangong Qing, he was drinking hot soup with great comfort.

Only the Dao One Holy Land disciples on the side, seeing something strange suddenly added, all had strange expressions.

No, why did the Yunluo Holy Land people come here to drink soup?

"Brother Changqing, you aren't being very kind, not giving us a heads-up in advance."

"By the way, what are these chicken legs for?"

"Oh? Can detoxify? That's great, quickly, give me a few too."

While drinking soup, Nangong Qing looked at the large basket full of chicken legs with glowing eyes; the color was beautiful, and just looking at it made people drool.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing didn't hesitate and packed ten for Nangong Qing as well.

In this period, if his spirit food could help the Human Race win, Ye Changqing naturally wouldn't be stingy.

Moreover, he wouldn't care if they were Dao One Holy Land disciples or not.

At this moment, everyone had only one identity, and that was Human Race, without distinction.

If they were still fighting among themselves at this time, it would truly be self-destruction.

As for the Dao One Holy Land disciples around, they didn't say much either; everyone's thoughts were the same.

After eating and drinking his fill, Nangong Qing returned to the battlefield, and seeing Nangong Qing return, Xu Jie almost cried out in excitement.

Finally back; if you didn't come back, I would have been dead.

With Ye Changqing's return, the Dao One Holy Land's fighting style underwent a great change, not just the ordinary disciples, but even the Great Emperors and ancestors like Yun Xiantai and Yu Mo.

They would be fighting and then disappear, and when they returned, they would inexplicably be restored to their peak state.

At first, it was only the Dao One Holy Land, but such a big commotion naturally couldn't be hidden from everyone's eyes.

Out of curiosity, the Yunluo Holy Land and the Jade Pool Holy Land soon discovered the large tent at the city gate.

Regarding this, Ye Changqing didn't hide it and briefly explained the effects of the meat soup and chicken legs to everyone.

After tasting it personally, the disciples of the two great holy lands were shocked.

This effect was simply heaven-defying, and with such a good thing, why didn't anyone say anything in advance?

Unable to think more, for a time, the people of the three great holy lands began to scramble.

"Junior Brother, hold the line, I am going to drink some soup."

A Jade Pool Holy Land disciple said to a Yunluo Holy Land disciple on the side, and hearing this, without waiting for the Yunluo Holy Land disciple to reply, she slipped away.

Helplessly fighting two, the Yunluo Holy Land disciple could only shout loudly.

"Senior Sister, come back quickly."

Slowly, on the entire battlefield, the people of the Human Race's three great holy lands were each holding a chicken leg.

And this group of people was like they couldn't be killed.

Clearly, their injuries were not light, but they inexplicably disappeared for a while, and when they returned, not only were their injuries more than half recovered, but it seemed they couldn't feel pain at all.

"What is going on with these humans?"

Facing this scene, the Undead Race was all confused, completely unable to understand what had happened.

Inexplicable disappearances, and each holding a large chicken leg—what are you humans trying to do?

And why is our poison useless?

The Blood Refining Holy Land and the Undead Holy Land were the most miserable; their poison techniques had no use at all.

At first, it was fine if the Dao One Holy Land was like this, but now, even the Yunluo Holy Land and the Jade Pool Holy Land were not afraid of their poison techniques—how can we fight?

"It seems we can only rely on the Withered Ghost Holy Land's Undead Rejuvenation Technique."

A personal disciple of the Undead Holy Land sighed helplessly; he had already used all his means, but it was useless; the opponent didn't have the slightest damage.

And hearing this, a personal disciple of the Withered Ghost Holy Land not far away cursed.

"Rely on a fart, I can't even hold on myself."

"Huh??? Your Withered Ghost Holy Land doesn't have poison techniques."

"We can't outlast them."

The Withered Ghost Holy Land disciples said they couldn't outlast them—this was outrageous.

Isn't your Undead Rejuvenation Technique known as the most powerful recovery technique in the world?

The Withered Ghost Holy Land disciples themselves were also confused. They were clearly facing the disciples of the Yunluo Holy Land and the Jade Pool Holy Land, and they didn't use any medicinal powder.

At first, they were secretly happy, watch me wear you out, but as they fought, these Withered Ghost Holy Land disciples felt something was wrong.

No, we are cultivating the Undead Rejuvenation Technique, why do we feel like we can't outlast the humans on the opposite side?

After repeated fierce battles, even the Withered Ghost Holy Land disciples who possessed the Undead Rejuvenation Technique felt the strain.

But looking at the Human Race side, one by one they were still full of vigor, as if they had just started fighting.

What is the situation with these humans? Did they all take stimulants?

We can't even outlast them, so what are we fighting for?

The Withered Ghost Holy Land disciples clearly didn't know that the Human Race couldn't outlast them, but we have soup; it was just a bowl of soup anyway. ===== CHAPTER 1740 =====