Gourmet of Another World

The old drunk's arrogant words made the emptiness and the sky a little silent. The old drunk had previously made a good appearance of money when competing for Enlightenment fruit, and they had foreseen it in their hearts.

But they hesitated a little, not knowing whether to continue bidding, because none of them knew whether this dish made with God-fearing God-featuring God-featuring God-featuring God-featuring effects, although they believed Dandan said they had the ability to break the Holy War to the god of war 100%.

But they, as the Eight Gods of War, naturally have an absolute say in this realm, and they know exactly how difficult it is to break through.

One dish in the district, you dare say 100% breakthrough, this is some Tianfang Chittan.

Ten thousand yuan crystals may be a lot for the Seven Pieces of War Saint, but for the Eight Pieces of War God, it's actually still within reach, but they simply don't believe that a dish can have that kind of utility.

If the five-grain enlightenment fruit was cut open, it would be equivalent to the spiritual escape within it. What else could that do?

“Do you still bid? If it doesn't come out... then this dish belongs to my husband.” The old drunk's gourd rests on the table with one of his hands pressed against it, his eyes swirling over the void and the long sky, and he knows very well that the two men who can really compete with him are the ones in front of him.

Shawmont struggled so hard inside, he also really wanted to buy this dish because he knew how effective the boss dish was, unfortunately... he couldn't come up with so many yuanjings, or he wouldn't dare come up with so many yuanjings.

Because he's not alone, he also needs to be concerned about Shaw Mansion and Shaw's hundreds of people's daily practice.

These people need him to feed them.

The pedestrian formula doesn't matter for their bid, because according to the urine nature of the system, no matter how much they bid, the sales that the pedestrian formula will eventually get, that is, 5550 yuan crystals, is fixed.

“Wu Wen Gongdao fruit already counts as an eighth-order spiritual fruit, and it is normal to make dishes for more than 5,000 selling prices.” In the mind of the pedestrian formula, the Ice Fire Enlightenment is made using three seven-grade potions, which are made after a complex process and cost less than $500 a glass of crystal.

The price of the system is usually not too much higher than the value of the ingredients, which is something that has long been known, because the ingredients used in the dishes provided by the system are very valuable and even more expensive is said to have been in the past.

Sitting on a chair on foot, the cyclone in his field was slowly spinning, escaping his true qi to restore his strength and energy, he looked at the whole scene and noticed that no bid seemed to have been made and closed his eyes at once.

“Well... since you don't bid, this leap is bought by this old man. ”

Walking hands slapped, snapped a thought, pulled the corner of his mouth, solemnly said, this is also the announcement of the belongings of this precious potion meal.

The old drunk touched his messy beard and grinned.

Everyone, such as the emptying, sighed with some regret and dissatisfaction.

At the door, a palm spread over the door frame, and the skin on the palm was unnamed twisted and broken, and the blood flowed down from the skin.

The ghost cook raised his head violently and his eyes were filled with madness. The severe pain from all over him made it clear to him that his time was running out. If he did not eat the five tattoos of enlightenment fruit, his body would be completely crippled and aged due to the side effects of fine broth.

He's been gambling, just to drink the broth at the last minute, which is his last card, and the very foundation of his confidence in getting the five tattoos of enlightenment fruit.

But he was wrong, the two guys who rushed out of the store... hit him with nothing to fight back, making him nearly desperate.

Boo-hoo!

As if his skin had been burned, the ghost cook's skin was receding, collapsing, and his blood seeped out, making his whole person horrible.

His eyes were filled with madness, staring at the dragon door placed on the table, with intense heat and spirituality. He smelled five tattoos of enlightenment fruit from this dish...

He yearned for the dish, and that was his last hope.

Boom!!

The ghost chef Ding spelled it out. In a crazy look, the whole person burst like a dark shadow. The goal was to jump the dragon gate.

Everyone is still in shock, and the presence of a ghost cook is a shock to everyone, including walking.

“What the hell is this...” The gait was frightened by the ghost cook's horrible look like a hell of a demon.

That stinking smell from the ghost cook kept him frowning.

The old drunk shrugged his eyes and saw that the ghost was actually trying to stain the dishes he had just bought for 10,000 yuan crystals. At once, he was unhappy, his eyes glared, his white beard trembled, and he drank angrily.

This is the first time an old drunk has made a move.

The gourd rose and suddenly grew larger, turning into a one-person gourd.

The madness in the eyes of the ghost cook did not diminish. At this moment, the only thing left in his mind was the dragon door. Only the dragon door could save him and keep him from being completely obsolete.

Boom!!

The gourd fell hard on the ghost cook, a terrible fluctuation of true qi erupted from the gourd, the ghost cook made an awesome howl, the rampage appeared in his eyes, a claw against the gourd was caught.

“Do you deserve to do it with your husband because you're drugged with eight pieces of garbage? ”

The old drunk smiled, his mouth grinned, and when the gourd stood, he pressed his hand against the gourd, an irresistible force erupted, directly smashing the ghost cook and flying out of the shop.

Boom... the ghost cook rolled over his body and landed on the ground in the alley, in that position... it happened to be the old drunk's donkey butt. Behind the crotch.

The ghost cook was crushed all over his body and his skin began to fall off.

That stubborn donkey feels a fart. Then came a stench, and even a cool appearance, suddenly shocked, “What?" shouted. Then the back hoof was kicked on the head raised by the ghost cook.

This is a grey donkey that can only be emptied. This donkey's hoof kicked into his head almost didn't let the ghost cook's head get kicked like a watermelon.

But it was also a bloody outburst, the ghost cook the whole person fell aside, twitching, all infiltrated with bloody stench.

Everyone walked out of the shop, stood at the door, and looked at the ghost cook, and the miserable look was frowning.

Shawmont sighed at the end of the ghost cook, but a big stone landed in his heart, and the culprit of the ghost cook was ultimately punished.

Looking at the broken skin on the ghost cook, his gaze under the silver mask looked a little heavy.

“This damn thing must be on drugs, but the side effects of this drug... are a little creepy. ”

“Don't you two think the side effects of taking this damn thing resemble the means of that force?” The long sky took a deep breath and the face was stiff, Dao.

Old drunkards and emptiness are stunned, and the color changes dramatically behind them.

“Are you talking about this guy... or is that the drug this damn thing was taking related to that Shulomen that wreaked havoc on my land in Nanjiang thousands of years ago?” The old drinker said with a gloomy face.

Shuloman, that was a terrible force that had been sealed for years.

“Old age is only seen in the scriptures of the Temple of Barbarian Medicine. A Dan medicine called the Soul Pill can temporarily provoke the potential of man to gain a brief power leap, but it has a very cruel side effect. This ghost should be taking the Soul Pill by special means in front of him. ”

With a long, empty camel on his back, he watched as the broken skin of the ghost cook began to crumble and grew more disgusted.

He took a deep breath and arched his hand at the old drunkard and the long sky: “If this man is really related to Shuloman, then he must be taken away. Shuloman and I have some connections in Baiyun Hills, and you must have heard of them. ”

Long Sky and the old drunk nodded their heads. Although they were not the top figures in their respective forces, much of the information was somewhat understandable and the void was true, so they did not refute it.

After the two men had been cut short, his gaze at the ghost cook had become cold, his hands sparkled and a dark chain appeared.

Lock up the ghost cook, flash the runes on the chain, make the ghost cook unmovable, um... although the ghost cook who got kicked with a donkey hoof has already been forced.

Shrink on the chair on foot, which will make him feel more comfortable.

He glanced at the old drunk who was squeezing at the door and said, "Are you ready for this? Don't blame me for not reminding you, if it gets cold... the effect may be diminished. ”