Gourmet of Another World

A month of dumplings, wandering and blowing up in front of the little saint.

The glorious splendor of colour, the intense fragrance suddenly spread over the body of the little saint, so that his whole body was covered in it.

The seven-color glow flashed and finally turned into a brilliant white glow, dazzling and eye-catching.

The brilliant light made the little saint look stunned.

Impairment?

By the time they get to this point, this kid is still using the obscure eye technique?!

Ray!

With a roar, the Little Saint John flushed away the white light and rushed out.

A chain stretched across the pitch-black sky, making a loud noise.

The void seemed to be trembling, a ripple spreading constantly towards the gait, as if to wipe the gait completely.

Walking Square Suspended.

The Xuanwu pot is constantly expanding and turning into a cover day.

His face was serious, and although his expression was always serious, it was especially serious this time.

Feng Shen dumplings have engraved the food array method [confinement], able to confine enemies.

But the stronger the enemy, the weaker the effect of confinement.

Dealing with a half-hearted man can hold a dozen breaths.

Breathe a dozen breaths, enough to walk the half-hearted abuse over again.

But when it comes to Little Saint, the effect of confinement is to weaken to just three breaths.

Three breaths, not long, not short.

So the gait has to hurry up and race for seconds.

Otherwise, once this little saint is restored to God, it will be difficult to deal with the footsteps.

So...

The recipe carried Xuan Wu Pan, and one pan smashed down.

“The 19th star of the district is truly divine, and you dare to fight Little Saint... you're afraid you don't know how to write a dead letter! ”

The little saint grinned and the sound was empty.

Totally tore out the glow of the seven-colored moon dumplings and flushed them out.

Far away.

The Ditai owner laughed and held his chest with both hands. If it had been before, he would have worried about the formula, but now...

He wasn't even worried that the pedestrian formula would be wiped out by this little saint.

You know, when the primitive can take a sip of the pot, smash a little saint to death.

The bottom card of the foot, even he can't guess.

So he's not worried about walking.

This little chef... is a demon!

So he hugged his chest and looked lively.

Maybe later... downhole stone.

Boom!!

Chain's up.

Next moment.

The little Saint's gaze suddenly wandered and his heart stagnated.

Because he found himself suddenly unable to move, as if confined by an invisible force.

None of the defenses that flow on the body's surface disappear.

The energy in the body is pouring, and the qi and blood are rolling.

Little Holy Grade Strong, enough blood.

But...

Whatever his blood may be, he cannot escape this confinement.

What the hell is this?

Is that the dumpling?

The little Sacred Heart moves and suddenly thinks of the key.

From the dumplings, he felt a strange fluctuation, a fluctuation of Heaven's will.

That's right!

That dumpling contains the will of heaven, which is why his body is so sealed!

Ability to embody Heaven's will in ingredients...

This means… he has seen it before!

He is not a Lin Chef, but he has had the privilege of seeing the dishes cooked by the Divine Chef.

That kind of dish...

It's also heavenly will!

The Heavenly Path will be immense. The Holy Land is a process of enlightening the Heavenly Path will.

This little chef in front of you, but how can you feel the will of Heaven?!

Incredible!

Hurrah!!

Suddenly.

The little holy eye shrank.

It's like being stuck in a big hand.

The next moment, his eyeballs glared.

To see everything in front of you turns dark.

A huge black pot magnifies in his eyes... magnify...

On a black pot… the grain of Xuan Ao is painted on it with terrible energy fluctuations.

“I…”

Little Saint couldn't move, his heart was depressed.

One breath, two breaths...

Less than three breaths, a black pot smashed hard and hit him in the face.

His whole face was broken and distorted.

The sound of the bone breakdown was echoed.

Little Saint's hard bones, and luminous skin, were instantly deformed by a sip of pot.

The sound of a crumbling sound is completely empty.

The black pot came down with unmatched power.

Little Saint felt a sense of horror.

That feeling, it's like real death.

Little Saint hasn't felt death in years, and this feeling suffocates him.

“Fuck off!!! ”

Suddenly.

Little Saint felt the confinement of his body disappeared and his Qi Blood burst out.

The complexion changed dramatically.

The chain can also move, smashing over the black pot and squeaking over it.

A deafening voice spreads like a ripple and collapses into the void.

Boom!!

The little saint did not hesitate, his body rushed out like a shell, flied upside down, his face was covered in blood and his face was colorful.

The void.

Xuanwu pot became smaller and was finally caught in the hand by a foot.

The gait sighed lightly.

He still hasn't figured out a three-breath gap.

None of the pots smashed this little saint to death, still not skilled.

The Ditai realm master took a breath of air.

He has a good gait, but never thought of it...

How could he do this without using the Destruction Dry Pot?!

It seemed that at that moment, Sage's body was stuck for a moment. What was the means?

Far away.

The far-sighted strong are also sucking in the air.

The Nine Stars Reality... threatening to bomb a little saint?!

Is there such evil in the world?

The gap between the Nine-Star Reality and the Holy Land is like the difference between the heavens and the earth.

After all, the difference between the two is the understanding of Heaven's will.

Horror!

Little Saint flew backwards and the chains broke.

The howl was utterly empty.

The little holy face was covered in blood, and half his head collapsed with walking squares.

Terrible...

“Damn it! Damn it!! ”

The little holy eye cracked, covering the collapsed half of his head, yelling constantly, scattering horrible killings around him.

The Lord of Ditai glanced.

Take advantage of this moment and do it instantly.

The golden armor blossomed brilliantly, and his figure instantly forced him to kill towards the little saint.

“Damn you!! ”

Ditai's main coldway was filled with horrible killings.

The golden knife bursts and is beheaded toward the head of Little Saint.

It's like cutting it in half with one knife.

“Trying to kill me! Just because you are behind the fairy kitchen world... half-hanged little saint?! ”

The meditation chef Little Saint's half-head collapsed, the blood flowed and the sound exploded.

Xiao Sheng's vitality is strong, and he is not dying when his head is smashed in half.

And the great saint is more powerful, and the flesh is full of life, even if it is completely wiped out, it can be reborn with a drop of blood.

Of course, such a great saint is invincible in the Great Holy Land!

The cubic feet stepped on the golden skins and the figure burst out.

Suddenly came not far from that little saint.

“Let me help you. ”

Walking fade.

Flip your hands.

The tiny skinned golden thunder dragged the body of the walking squares.

Arrived abruptly in front of the little saint.

Less than a meter from the face of the little saint.

The little saint stared at the gaze, looking straight at the gait, and the intent was to kill!

“You want to die!! ”

“To die? ”

The steps are pale and faceless.

Later, he raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a seven-colored lunar dumpling floats.

Seeing this dumpling, little Sacred Heart trembled suddenly.

Nima... come back?!

Can you not be such a disgusting person?!

Boom!

The seven-colored moon dumplings were crushed and suddenly blew away.

The colorful glow erupted again, covering the little saint together.

That little saint had an abusive aura.

No cuteness in the face.

You'll never eat dumplings again! It won't be possible in the next life...

The Lord of Ditai has bright eyes, is this a new food weapon?!

Folk boy, have you come up with something new?!

Looks awesome.

Pull it!

The action in the hands of the Ditai realm is undiminished.

Thunder blasted down and suddenly cut the little holy figure in half.

That feeling of relaxation...

It's too brittle to let the Ditai realm think they're chopping a nine-star realm...!

That little saint is so boring.

On both occasions, he was imprisoned when he was trying to do his best.

And once imprisoned, defense is weakened by at least 70%.

Clearly fleshy, but at the moment of the enemy's attack, it became crisp and crisp.

That kind of despair… is only known once.

Boom!!

Little holy meteor, horrible explosion!

The power of the little saint is immensely powerful, scattered, as if it were a giant ripple.

The gait is slightly pale.

Using three dumplings in a row, he felt his mental strength seemed to be a little overwhelming.

His spiritual strength has reached the half-hearted realm, but it is not strong enough.

Feng Shen dumplings are not as terrible as destroying the saucepan.

But the consumption is also huge. The three sealed dumplings have come down, and the spiritual strength is close to deficit.

The strong undercooks who participated in the siege died, ran, some were devoured by the void and devoured by despair.

The whole army collapsed.

This ambush was sieged and completely collapsed.

Everyone is sucking on the cool air.

Destroy the ambush of an army of a small group of saints in a four-man position, knocking down a nine-spin meditation cook.

Even the little Saint who led the team... was slaughtered!

This is... horrible!

Since when are you so strong in the fairy kitchen world?!

The sheep are taking a deep breath.

The complexion is very dense.

“Sir... are we still on? ”

His men sucked in the cool air, trembling and shouting.

The strong of the nine-spin meditation kitchen is not weaker than their team.

“Wait... the Shadow Devil's men have done it! That young man's face is not right, it should be a mental deficit... how can there be no cost in dealing with Xiao Sheng! ”

The sheep are suddenly blinking, Dao.

Without that youthful means...

These four people in the Immortal Kitchen world are simply not afraid.

“Until the Shadow Devil team completely disperses the four fairy cooks, we thundered and captured them alive... no! All we have to do is capture that young man alive... that young man is what the Holy One needs! ”

The sheep are instantly analyzing, Dao.

His men rushed straight.

Suddenly.

The sheep were stuck, and his men also subconsciously looked far away.

Pupils are tight.

The scene in the distance makes them all pale with only numbness left in their mouths...

The gait is pale and a little weak.

This scene gives the visionary Shadow One Pulser the opportunity.

The battleships roared and instantly came across the void, crushing it.

Before the battleship, he stood a little saint and his eyes sparkled.

“Do you still have the ability to resist? Just grab it...”

The deafening sound rang out.

Reverse the whole void.

“The Shadow Tooth Prince will surely come and ask me to wait here for an ambush... you defeat the undercook team, the means are exhausted, what other means can you use against me? ”

Little holy seriousness of the Shadow Demon's pulse.

This is not only for pedestrians and others, but also for distant viewers, the sheep who intend to take advantage of the fishermen are waiting to hear.

They knew that the sheep were going to sit on the harvest, but taking out the name of the Shadow Tooth Man would definitely scare each other away.

The sheep are right and there is some consternation.

Ditai's face changed.

The owners of Maggie City, also pale and bloodless, felt a moment of despair.

“Let's escape…” Ditai is helpless.

He was already feeling a little tired and had little room for a full-blown team.

Moreover, his gaze at the gait was incredibly ugly and obviously to the limit.

“Run away?”

The pedestrian frowned and looked at the Lord of Ditai.

“Where can we escape here? ”

Pedestrian questioning.

Ditai realm owner lagged...

If you escape at this moment, you can only become the contents of other people's bags.

Ditai laughed so hard, he was still naive.

Is this how it ends?

I haven't led the fairy kitchen world to glory yet, I really don't want to...

“Forget it, I really can't...”

The gait sighed.

The mind moves.

I glanced at the giant battleship that had crossed over and skipped my mouth.

After that, take out a teapot.

Pick up the teapot and fill your mouth with Nine Spins of Heaven Tea.

Rich tea, loud entrance...

Grunting, throat rolling.

The pedestrian formula suddenly feels painful at this moment.

Drink tea before all enemies, no fear on the face, ten thousand enemies!

Perhaps this is what it feels like to pretend!

An entrance to strong tea.

Reddish face.

The spiritual sea swept up suddenly and turned into a wave of shock!

Spiritual power sweeps.

Dragon!

Tiger Buzz!

Freckles!

Tortoise!

The sound is shocking, the senses are exploding!

A silver glow blooms in the palm of your hand.

The ultimate desolation pan is suspended in the hands of a pedestrian.

One hand teapot, one hand dry pot...

Facing the oppressed Shadow Demon Battleship...

The gait is at this moment, the wind is blowing!

The Lord of Ditai was so excited, he laughed heavenly.

Little dark eyes gaze at the gait and bloom.

Maggie is also eye-catching and radiant.

In the distance, the battleships crushed and burst into flames.

“Death!”

In battleships, cold and heartless voices are heard, like the voice of the Reaper who sentenced death.

The sparrow feather robe is red, the flame wings flash, and the flame feathers fly.

One bullet in the foot.

Silver light suddenly turns into silver light, such as a meteor dragging over a tail and rushing toward an enormous battleship.

Like an ant... hit an elephant!