Gourmet of Another World

A battleship, passing through an endless void.

Fast and astonishing, with a fierce roar.

Each battleship is constructed of solid mineral metals, full of luxury and ferocity.

These battleships are all battleships from around the world that compete in the Ruins of Heaven.

With the earth of ruins at its centre, there are many worlds around it.

There are dozens of worlds to compete in.

The winged valleys, the western meridian, the Buddha world, and so on, are quite remarkable.

These small worlds are home to many great saints and mighty men, but they are also home to some of the finest great sacred towns.

The immortal tree in the Immortal Kitchen Realm is actually considered the top great saint, but unfortunately, the Immortal Kitchen Realm has undergone a decline, and the fairy tree is in the recovery phase, some distance from the top great saint.

These little worlds are all around the ruins, and they have their own bottom gases, not weaker than the ruins.

In fact, however, there are nine people sitting in towns in the ruins, which is slightly weaker than they are.

So these little worlds are very honorable.

Otherwise, with the grumpy temper of an underworld prison, he might have attacked us with a battleship.

Today's underworld is kind of a pause, you know, when the underworld was full, the battleships hit almost all the little worlds around the ruins, trying to unify the whole world around the ruins and achieve the great world of the ruins.

Unfortunately, that was the glorious time of the Underworld Prison many years ago, and now the worries inside and outside of the Underworld Prison are no longer the courage of the year.

But... thin camels are bigger than horses, and these little worlds still can't handle them.

Pull it.

Battleships tear up.

It spins at high speeds and sounds like thunderbolts.

Zhu Yan and others practicing in the middle knee of the spiritual boat were suddenly woken up, their eyes opened and shocked.

They walked out of the cabin and saw walking and little ghosts sitting on the Psychic Boat deck eating vegetables.

Why are these two still eating?

All the way here, eating and eating.

Because the cabin is closed, you can't smell the flavor of the dishes, otherwise they will have to be tempted by the fragrance to cultivate the journey.

Take a deep breath, the scent of the dish bursts into their mouths and noses like a snake, making them all move.

“It smells so good...”

The ink smoke exclaimed.

She glanced at the ink, her eyes suddenly turned sharp, her hands moved faster, and the remaining pieces of meat were clamped together and stuck in her mouth.

Her parchment drummed and stared at the ink flue: “No...”

Ink cigarettes and others were silent.

Do they look like they can snatch food?

Boom!

They were immersed in the fragrance, shocked once again by the sound of the roar.

Turn your head to both sides and stare.

The cold-flashed battleships on both sides were incredibly tall, and the bows were tiny before the battleships.

The walls of the battleship, they looked up and could barely see the end.

“This... this is a battleship?! ”

Zhu Yan swallowed a sip of spit and poured a sip of cool air.

Such a huge battleship, unprecedented... is like a prehistoric beast.

On the battleship, someone leaned against the deck and looked down.

“Yo... what little world contestant is this boat, is it funny? ”

The men on the battleship laughed softly.

There is no disgrace in words.

On the other side, there is also a battleship, which is just as vivid. The horrific pressure erupted, making Zhuyan and others a little overwhelmed.

“It seems to be the fairy kitchen world... I heard that the fallen fairy kitchen world has now recovered and has resisted the invasion of the underworld prison. Now it looks like nothing more than that... not even a battleship can be built up. ”

On this battleship, too, someone lay on the railing and looked down.

The men on the battleship looked at the Spiritual Boat as if they were joking.

They're all laughing.

Zhu Yan and others have a face full of red.

“Damn it! These rampant people..."

The gait is very calm and the face does not change color.

“What kind of world are these people? ”

The pedestrian curiosity is this, filling the mouth with meat, chewing, curiosity asks.

The little ghost of the mumpkin drum drum looked at the battleship and said vaguely: “On the left is the world of the soul… a small world specializing in the training of souls, which was almost invaded by the underworld, and then fortunately the great saint broke through to the top of the great holy level to resist the invasion of the underworld. ”

“On the right is the kingdom of the Vajra… a world of strong men specializing in the cultivation of flesh, as testified by flesh. ”

Little Ghost has been in hell before, which is quite understandable.

The policy of penitentiary intrusion is that there is no intrusion into a small world of the greatest holiness.

Little ghosts know better about small worlds with the best big holy towns.

Zhu Yan and others know this, they all take a sip of cool air.

What are the top holy levels, how do they know?

But they know… even the Ditai owner of the Immortal Kitchen world… seems like a little holy level.

“Grand Holy, almost fairy tree level. ”

The pedestrian gaze at Zhuyan, Koppu Dao.

A fairy tree?

That's not a symbol of the fairy kitchen world... If the fairy tree dies, then the fairy kitchen dies, and the fairy tree hits, then the fairy kitchen hits...

Top saint, like a fairy tree?

After watching the play, the battleship's formation burst into dust.

Moments away.

Only the tail light of one road was left behind, dumping the boat with empty dust on its face.

Zhu Yan and others suddenly held back, and they could feel the despicable colour of those on the battleship.

But they couldn't fight back.

“Nothing... backwardness on hardware doesn't mean backwardness on strength. When we get to hell, we will prove the strength of the Immortal Kitchen world with strength! ”

Zhu Yan comforted Ink Smoke and others. As the team leader, he felt it was his duty.

Ink cigarettes and square balls hurried to nod.

I glanced at them on foot and was emotional...

You're really young...

But he didn't say anything to hit them, and it was good to have motivation, afraid that they had not reached Hell, and the will was depressed.

Boom!!

Zhu Yan, holding his fist, felt that the will of the people was much stronger. A smile also appeared on his face.

But there was a roar, and a battleship flew over from side to side, raising the dust of the void.

The spiritual boats of the waves are constantly swinging...

Makes their faces look bad again!

“Shit! Can these guys drive?! Can't you see our Spirit Boat? Blind!! ”

Zhu Yanton roared.

Shh, shh!

A battleship of all kinds flew by, overtaking them.

Some of the battleships were made with sharp roars, laughing at them in a despicable manner.

Zhu Yan's anger was unstoppable.

Lie down by the ark and yell back at them.

Nutrition…

Folk and Xiaoyu looked at Zhuyan and others and shook their heads.

Young...

In front of the pedestrians and ghosts, there is a grill with a fat piece of barbecue on top of it with the fragrance and oil juice that is soaking...

Grilled meat or something is the most comfortable part of a relaxing boat.

The fragrance floats.

On the side of the spiritual boat, Zhuyan and others shouting dry tongues suddenly felt hungry in their stomachs, swallowed a sip, and glanced at the roast meat spilled with eye oil juice.

Afterwards, they also put up the grill and learned to grill the meat on foot.

Time passes.

After two days and two nights of driving.

The boat is finally close to hell.

Buzz...

Breaking through the barrier of hell.

Suddenly the whole bow was shaking for a while.

The next moment, a rip, turned into a stream of light flying through the sky.

Clear sky, vast earth.

The vastness of hell suddenly surprises the people on the boat.

The gait stood on the deck, looking at hell without changing color.

There is some excitement in the little dark eyes.

After all, hell is her home, technically.

Zhu Yan and others have not seen the world, marveling at the intense spirit of hell, the vastness of the ground, and the layering of novel plants.

Even those who have been practicing in the Spiritual Boat are out of the cabin, breathing deeply and feeling the pounds of hell.

Boom!!

The roar of a single sound was complete.

Everyone looked back.

A battleship crashed into the barrier of hell.

Rise out of that barrier.

Pressure is spreading.

Buzz...

Suddenly.

On the dome.

A blast burst.

An emerald pitch-black metal battleship slowly drove in front of the Spiritual Boat.

Zhu Yan hastily stalled the boat.

Da-da-da-da.

On the front battleship, a figure slowly appeared on deck.

Look down at the whole boat.

This is a beautiful, british-haired woman dressed in black armor with a glowing armor and a breathtaking aura.

The woman waved at the spiritual boat.

Suddenly the whole ship rose and landed on a battleship.

Zhu Yan and others took a deep breath. This battleship is the guiding battleship of hell...

They got out of the battleship.

I immediately saw the woman in black armor with her bright hair.

This is clear, they are all forced to suck in the cool air.

Shit?

What's going on here?

Zhu Yan and others glared at him, looked at the guide of hell, and looked at Xiaoyu again...

Why are these two so similar?!

Looking at the woman on foot, she couldn't help but skip her mouth and didn't expect this woman to come.

The woman who wanted to come here must have heard that Xiaoyu had come to hell too.

With a heavy sword on her back and an English face, Gyeonggi glanced at everyone and finally glanced at Xiaohao.

I saw little Psycho's grey green hair and her pupils shrunk.

“What happened to your hair? The curse broke out?! ”

Ghost took a deep breath and suddenly disappeared.

By the time he reappeared, he had approached the ghost.

Ghost shook her hands up and brushed her little ghost's grey green hair.

His eyes suddenly became sharp.

The next moment, the sword burst out of the back.

Terrible noises erupt.

The sword is easily swept across the foot.

Zhu Yan and others suddenly changed their complexion and trembled all over their chestnuts.

The pressure emanating from this woman made them even dare not move...

This breath is horrible.

Seems a little scarier than the Lord of the Realm...

Who the hell is this woman?

No change of colour in step.

Stand with your hands in place.

The sword swept across and suddenly stopped at the tip of the square nose.

The hairs of the sharp swords blowing walking treads are all floating.

Little Ghost grabbed Ghost's hand, frowned and shook her head.

“Sis, it's not the walking fault. ”

Little ghost.

“I asked him to take good care of you… but he didn't. ”

Ghost Cold Road.

“The curse has been suppressed, it's all right. ”

Little ghost.

After a deep glance at Ghost and a gaze at the gait, it was Ghost who regained her momentum and put the heavy sword back on her back.

“Aren't you sent by the fairy kitchen world to participate in this Ruins of Heaven competition… I am the guide who guides you to the field, and I am one of the Hellbillies, Ghost.” Zhuyan and others glanced at Zhuyan, "said Gyeongjie faintly. ”

At the end of the introduction, you will not speak again.

Zhu Yan and others nodded and shivered. Hell Lord... hegemony.

The next moment, Ghost stepped out.

Suddenly a black stream of light rushed out, hovering over the dome, breaking the barrier to hell against the distance.

“All battleships, follow hell to guide the battleships. Murderers, no pardon. ”

Ghost Ice Lane.

The words fell and the sword behind them suddenly fell into your hands.

Far away, a terrible sword erupted from above her body.

Thereafter, there was also a wave of breath in those battleships, which countered the scent of Ghost.

Ghost gazed and swept down without a sharp sword.

Heavy sword, covered the day, suddenly smashed towards the battleship.

There were fighters on the battleship.

After a fight, the sound of vomiting blood went off.

Since then, all warships have been honest.

Ghost returns to the battleship with a cold face.

Hell's battleships roared in the air.

In a battleship.

Zhu Yan and others have long admired Gyeonggi. This is the attitude of the strong.

And of course, they're very curious about the relationship between ghosts, walkers, little ghosts.

At this moment, in their eyes, the so-called Great Demon King has long become a weak man dependent on women.

Had it not been for Little Phantom, the Great Demon would have been cut in half by this Hellman.

The so-called Great Demon King, that's all.

Hell's battleships fly much faster than Spiritual Boats.

Flying for a long time.

Almost hundreds of thousands of miles away, the battleships finally stalled.

The sounds of the running rivers are empty, like beast roars, like roars.

Zhu Yan and others lay on the battleship and looked down.

It was the sight of a river with blood roaring, white skulls in the river, countless remnants crying...

This river makes their hearts tremble and they feel that their souls are to be sucked into it. Normally, they are covered in fear.

Hell is terrible, even a river makes you so afraid!

The river seemed to be bleeding, covered in death, and devastated...

And the venue for the first round of this Ruins of Heaven match is right here on the banks of the bloody river.