Gourmet of Another World

Wingman Valley, sort of an accessory to the Underworld Prison.

Location, not far from the Underworld.

The Penitentiary had invaded, but it had been resisted by the Great Sage of the Wings Valley, and eventually the upper echelons of the Wings Valley and the Penitentiary sat down, reconciled and signed a number of treaties with each other.

Over the years, Wingman Valley has grown rapidly, and there are plenty of underworld prisons in it to help them.

The wingmen of Wingman Valley are divided according to the number of wings behind them, and the more wings they have, the stronger they are.

The light above the dome has two pairs of wings and four wings.

Terrorist fluctuations spread from its surroundings, and the holy light illuminated the entire heavens and the earth.

This is the Great Sacred Threat. It's shocking.

The captain of Wingman Valley is unusual and can actually lead the Grand Sage.

However, even if it is against the rules, this Ruins of Heaven battle is strictly demanding, and the Great Saint and the Strong are not allowed to intervene.

Captain Wingman Valley's move was also considered a wrecking boat, pushed to the limit by foot.

He was beaten to death by a young man who had begun his life as a saint.

The little cook's body was so strong that it almost made him desperate.

With one punch down, he felt as if he had the power of a thousand jungles, resisting all the hardships.

After experiencing the threat of death, the captain of Wingman Valley did not hesitate to summon the Great Sacred Body.

It's his grandfather's way of saving his life.

Boom!

The holy shadow of light floats in the void, and the four-wing shadow of light, like a true god, blooms with a glow that makes the hearts of all people palpitate.

The gait is suspended in the void and the face is looked at without expression.

All of a sudden, over your head.

Void tear.

A tiny black doggie claw took a picture of the past towards the light.

“Master Dog? ”

He gazed and looked at the cracks in the void, where a black dog lay idly on his back with his dog claws raised.

The gait squinted, and he felt the strength of the dog again.

“Where's the dog claw! Don't you dare offend me, Wingman Valley! Die!”

Captain of Wingman Valley, his pupils widened and his mouth growled.

There's a big four-wing saint standing up for him, and he's got plenty of air, not to mention a little cook, even ten, who can crush it to ashes.

Linglong dog claws crossed the sky.

It directly attracted the attention of the great saint of the four wings.

The head of the light shadow moves as if it had a gaze on the dog's paw.

Bum...

The bright light is steep and holy.

The next moment, the two white wings behind them trembled violently.

One punch went up and suddenly burst out.

A claw bombardment with the dog.

Holy Light Fist!

This is Wingman Valley's skill in combat.

Linglong dog claws continued to come across the sky, pitch-black meditation continued to sweep, the terrible power of heaven and earth spread, making those present feel suffocated for a while.

When the Hell Squad's claws appeared, they were already lying on the ground, shaking their bodies constantly and looking terrified.

That feeling, they're not strangers.

That is the breath of hell, and that is the breath of the superior of hell.

That's the smell of the Great Sage of Hell!

Behind this little cook stands a hell of a grand saint?!

A chef in the fairy kitchen world, why is there a big holy waist in hell?

Boom!

Optical fists and dog claws collided suddenly.

Terrible explosions erupted.

However, what makes everyone fall through the glasses…

The light fist was fragile, like glass, instantly broke in inches, rubbed a sound, and collapsed into the void.

Boom!!!

Dog claws down.

The great saint of the four wings, suddenly slammed hard into the ground, all smashed out of a huge pit.

“How dare a three-spinning, holy bird man stand up to your puppy? Even if it were you, I'd have to shrink my wings to see the dog. ”

In the cracks, a gentle and lazy voice rang out with undisguised disdain.

The captain of Wingman Valley has long been stuck.

One claw down.

His reclining battle was ruthlessly filmed on the ground.

How is that possible?

Boom!

The ground swept and the gravel rose.

The light of the great four-wing holy reappeared, and a crucifix sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Buzz...

As if there was heavenly will on the sweep.

The crucifix sword was violently struck by the light shadow. In an instant, it crossed the long sky and bombarded towards the dog hiding in the crack of the void.

“This is my Wingman Valley excellence… the Cross Trial! ”

The captain of Wingman Valley suddenly shrunk his gaze, and behind him, the two remaining wingman valley strong men also had a bright eye.

Soon, however, they were desperate again.

In the crack.

A pitch-black dog claw was taken again, lightly over the crucifix, and the crucifix broke to pieces.

Dog claws continued across the sky, one claw ejected.

Again in the light of the Great Four Wings.

The great saints were almost scattered.

Second claw over.

In the void, suddenly there was a roaring sound.

The next moment, the third claw is suddenly approaching.

The void is constantly coming out of the suppression...

Boom boom!!

Last claw, suddenly dropped.

Destroy the flying gray of that four-wing photo...

Linglong three dog claws, lost a great saint to live photography.

Pfft!

Captain of Wingman Valley, his mouth sprayed with blood, the light sword in his eyebrow suddenly collapsed, the whole popularity suddenly shriveled, and he fell hard on the ground.

His eyes widened and he felt incredible.

Why is there such a powerful dog?!

The captain of Wingman Valley's mouth was bleeding and his eyes cracked.

He looked around.

The mighty of Hell have long been on the ground in awe.

Even if his strength is not weaker than that of the captain of his Hell Squad.

As if the mighty of hell were facing an immense existence.

A dog...

Hell's people are so awed of him...

The captain of Wingman Valley suddenly shrunk his gaze and suddenly figured out what!

“Hellhound?! ”

He howled.

The hell dog who was badly wounded by the Nine Kingdoms of the Underworld?

How could he possibly show up?

How could he have recovered so quickly?

“What do you call your dog? ”

In the void crack, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.

“It's not fair! ”

“You black dog! Being the Holy Sage of Hell, why are you meddling in the contest? ”

“I don't like it!! ”

The captain of Wingman Valley's eyes were full of discomfort and his mouth growled.

The gait looked at him indifferently, his mouth slightly flat.

Is it not fair that this guy has a face?

First, concealment of power, and secondly, the summoning of the Great Sacred Spirit, such a person completely extinguishes injustice.

Now I still have the face to shout unfairly...

The whole area was silent for a few seconds.

Only Captain Wingman Valley was left with a grunt, and he was growling, and he was angry.

But...

Void tear.

Another lush dog claw descended from the sky.

Boom, instantly magnified in the eye of Captain Wingman Valley, and finally completely submerged the Captain of Wingman Valley.

The whole floor was a shock, completely collapsing, and a huge dog paw print appeared.

“Don't say that the paparazzi cheated you half to death with one paw, and leave you breath, but the paparazzi will be merciful. As for the next... let the formula boy solve it. ”

The gentle, magnetic voices in the void sound again.

After that, the cracks in the void converged slowly.

In the crack.

Lazy dog, his eyes glanced slightly, looking straight at the distance.

In the void there, a shadow grabbed a grass in his hand and laughed at the dog.

The dog raised his dog claws toward the latter, and the rear crack was completely sutured and disappeared.

The shadow of man is hovering in the void.

Put a grass in your hand.

The eyes are quite playful.

“I can't believe this skinny dog helped this little cook... well... very familiar, was it the furry boy who stole my yellow spring grass? ”

The shadows whispered.

“Whatever, one leaf of yellow spring grass, take it off, for one leaf of yellow spring grass, offend this black dog, it is not worth it...”

“And... the great saint of Birdman Valley dares to strike in hell. Do I really think that hell is empty? ”

The figure said, shaking his head slightly, squeezing the grass, his figure quickly disappeared into the void.

……

Hell, Pluto Palace.

Underground, Eighteen Ghosts.

The violently trembling bronze door suddenly stopped trembling.

A huge breath came out the back of the door.

Boom.

Later, the sound of a punch on the bronze door sounded loud, and the sound of footsteps gradually went away.

“For the sake of spicy strips... the king must hurry through this place where the birds don't shit. ”

The faint sound scattered through the air.

……

Soot rolls.

The gait fell on the edge of the deep pit of the dog paw and looked strangely into the pit.

Everyone around us is in awe.

They looked at the pit shaking.

That dog's claws... are going to ruin the heavens and the earth.

Is that what Hell Dog is all about?

Have you ever attacked a Hellhound who fought with the Nine tribes of the Underworld?

Wow...

The gravel rolled up.

Captain Wingman Valley was stained with blood. The wings behind him had long been fractured and hung twisted on his shoulders. His whole human condition was insane and he was constantly coughing blood and laughing.

That dog claw, with mercy, didn't shoot him.

But I shot him half dead.

And the dog, the captain of the Wingman Valley, was left for pedestrian disposal.

The pedestrian gazed at Captain Wingman Valley, but his mind was a little empty.

Has the dog arrived in hell?

He always thought the lazy dog was still sleeping in the fairy kitchen shop.

But when the dog arrived in hell, he didn't come to him. What did he do?

The pedestrian mind was silent for a long time.

Just as the gait was silent.

The captain of Wingman Valley showed his fierce light.

“Go on, you guys! Cut this kid's head off! ”

The captain of Wingman Valley growled.

Boom!

Wings spread out.

That little saint who watched the valley for a long time erupted simultaneously.

His figure is like an arrow, rushing toward the gait.

Silver swords appeared in their hands.

Their eyes were full of killing intentions.

Terrible vibes sweep.

Let everyone in the room take a breather.

Lawyers and others shocked by the appearance of the Great Four-wing Saint and the Dog have not returned to God.

The sudden assassination of the powerful in the Valley of the Wings caused them to lose their sight.

Jurisprudence is more of a pupil tightening, looking at the gait.

“Boss Bao, be careful! ”

The strong of the Hell Squad also breathe deeply.

In the light.

Countless people are boiling.

“Despicable Wingman Valley! Attack by hand. ”

“Birdman of Wingman Valley! Oh, shit! And face says it's unfair! ”

“Chef, fight back! Don't be silly! ”

……

The audience saw the walking formula stand motionless, and their faces were filled with anxiety.

They really don't want the footsteps to die like this in the hands of the enemy.

The two little saints of Wingman Valley, before and after, rushed toward the gait.

On top of the silver lightsaber, there is holy energy hovering.

“Die!! ”

Wingman Valley Little Saints are all growling.

The silver lightsaber is stabbed against the heavenly lid of the gait.

On the other hand, the sword rays, stabbing straight into the throat...

Killer!

The Grand Sage of Wingman Valley reveals the ultimate laugh of excitement...

Far away.

Repressed whistles erupted suddenly.

Four streams of light arrived fast.

These are the four inmates on the way.

With the light sword approaching.

The gaze of the gait moved slightly.

The rear glanced up and looked at the little saint of Wingman Valley above his head.

The mind moves.

A dumpling appeared in the middle of the hand.

As the pedestrian formula breaks through to Little Saint, the infusion of Little Saint Energy makes the effects of the Dead Eater even more powerful.

The Feng Shen Dumpling's control time over Xiao Sheng is extended to two breaths.

Two breaths…

Enough to give way to abuse the latter hundreds of times.

Boom!

The seven-color sealed dumplings were crushed.

The colorful glow fluctuated suddenly.

The eyes of those two wingman valley saints shrank sharply.

Afterwards, a horrifying color appeared in the pupil.

Because they discovered…

Their bodies couldn't bounce.

A gaze at the two Wingman Valley saints with no expression on his face.

Two ruptured bull pills appeared in the rear hand.

Pfft...

Ruptured bull pills were bitten off.

There is warmth and fragrance.

The footsteps stuck two bursting bull pills in the mouth of the two little saintly frightened eyes.

Next moment, in the eyebrows of the two little saints, gently pound.

The two little Saints flew backwards.

“No…”

“No!!! ”

The howling sounds are empty. The next moment, blow it up!

The flames are bright and energy fluctuations are diffusing.

Everyone looks at this scene and the corners of their mouths are shaking...

The captain of Wingman Valley stared at the void...

How could two of his men have been killed so easily by foot?

Buzz...

The gaze turned and fell on Captain Wingman Valley's body.

Around the body of the pedestrian square, seven bursting bull pills were suspended.

Far away.

A madman's voice dropped.

Boom!

Gold horns and silver horns are fast approaching.

The golden horn looked at the gait and the eyes narrowed.

“The gait... stop! ”

The golden horn shouted anxiously, sounding like a rainbow, fast coming.

The gait squinted at the golden horn with no expression on its face.

One of the best...

A bursting bull pill turned into a golden stream of light, dragged the tail of light, rushed out, exploded suddenly and devoured Captain Wingman Valley's body.

“Oh... excuse me, my hand slipped.” Look at Captain Wingman Valley, devoured by fire, with no facial expression on his hands.