Gourmet of Another World

The Stone King is broken again.

Huang Quan Dasheng's eyes all turned red suddenly, staring at the distance, stomping like Zhang Xuan of the Haunted King, a feeling of depression in his heart was gathering.

“Did you... step on it?! ”

Huang Quan Dasheng heart Qi, biting his teeth, cold mouth.

His voice, as if it had come from nine days, was as cold as a piece of ice that had not been dissolved for 10,000 years.

Zhang Xuan turned his back on Huang Quan Dasheng, so he didn't see Huang Quan Dasheng's shady face.

But he could feel the anger burning behind him.

Far away.

The other mighty men in the underworld stared at Zhang Xuan's back.

The fire demon raised his hand, pointing to Zhang Xuan's back, his mouth trembling.

“Zhang Xuan... you... behind you...”

Huang Quan Dasheng, do they know each other?

Naturally, I've heard of it, but I haven't.

When they came to Hell, they were prompted by the elders of the clan to go to Hell and go to the strong who could not provoke the Great Holy Grade.

However, each of them is a bit obsessed now...

The Great Saint of Yellow Springs did not conceal the breath on his body, the horrible breath, like a volcanic eruption, and all those who repressed were trembling.

Grand Holy... even in the underworld, they are the best.

Zhang Xuanmi cracked and his nostrils continued to infiltrate with blood.

That was beaten by two stone like a ghost king, who is still a little hairy.

He had no idea that the two stone statues had broken apart from each other.

This is God help me!

“Idiot! Hit me! ”

“Who the fuck keeps these two idiots here! Idiot! ”

The air in Zhang Xuan's heart seems to have been completely released at this moment.

Then he heard the words of Huang Quan Dasheng.

“Cool, thief! These two bastards dare to beat me up. I'm still trampling on them!” Zhang Xuan grinned and said refreshingly.

He thought it was the Fire Demon or Lu Yang who asked.

But all of a sudden, he thought about it… it tasted like something was wrong there.

Lifting his head, his nasal blue-faced face revealed a look.

Because in the distance, his little buddies from the underworld, they were standing in the distance, one by one, squeezing their eyebrows at him, and their pupils filled with horror.

What's going on?

His little buddies... none of them.

Who's the one behind the interview?

Zhang Xuan's heart paused.

With a trembling heart, he grabbed the heavy sword in his hand, then slowly turned his head and looked back at the past, and saw an unusually ugly face, on that face... and a palm print of Yijuan Xiu.

“Was it good? ”

Huang Quan Dasheng looked at Zhang Xuan and asked with no expression.

Grunts.

Zhang Xuan felt like he was stuffed with a big stone in his throat. He spoke as if it had become very difficult.

“I…”

A paved breath made him feel like he couldn't even hold his sword!

“I raised these two stones like a ghost king... so were you just calling me retarded? ”

Huang Quan Dasheng, asked again.

His breath made Zhang Xuan want to get down on his knees.

Great Saint!

A great saint!

He turned his head and looked at the stone like the King of Ghosts, and at a blue porcelain bowl on the ground...

Zhang Xuan suddenly understood... he should have been calculated.

That fucking fairy cook!

“This great saint... I...”

Zhang Xuan opened his mouth and wanted to talk.

“Enough, I'm heartbroken right now, don't talk. ”

Yellow Springs Grand Holy Road.

The next moment, the slap will be fanned out.

This slap stirred him up for so long.

Like a thunderous burst of speed.

Zhang Xuan's face changed dramatically.

He wants to resist.

But he just lifted his hand, and the slap was on his face.

A crisp bang!

Zhang Xuan's entire body flew backwards and fell directly into the distance, falling into the pile of stones like the ghost king rock fragments.

Dropped the blue flower porcelain bowl on the floor.

Huang Quan Dasheng looked at his hand incredibly.

“It turns out that it's a feeling to slap someone... it's kind of fun! ”

The Great Sage of Huang Quan muttered in his heart.

“Great Sage!!! ”

Zhang Xuan's mouth swelled, his eyes cracked and he climbed up. He grabbed the blue flower porcelain bowl and shouted to the Great Holy Springs.

“Hmm?”

Yellow Springs looked at him coldly.

“Give you three sentences, three sentences over, and you can go with my Stone King. ”

Zhang Xuan's heart trembled.

This great saint of Yellow Springs... wants to kill him!

“It's not me... it's not me... they beat each other to pieces! ”

Zhang Xuan quickly said the facts.

“Hit each other? The Great Saint of Yellow Springs of my wise life... how could you possibly have that stupid stone like a ghost king? ”

Huang Quan Dasheng pinched the grass in his hand and smiled coldly.

Zhang Xuan forced...

You fucking idiot, don't you know that?

Yellow Springs Great Saint... This strong man in front of you is indeed Hell Yellow Springs Great Saint...

“Grand Saint... I'm telling the truth, your stones are like ghosts, because of a dish, they beat each other up, they crumbled each other! ”

Zhang Xuan was incredibly grieved. He didn't do anything. He just got punched twice. Why does it feel like destroying the whole world?

“Don't believe you asked them! ”

Zhang Xuan quickly raised his hands and pointed them at his little buddies in prison.

The face of Yellow Springs Grand Saint is shady.

His eyes turned cold.

Just as the mighty men of the Underworld nodded.

Rub...

The grass in his hand was pinched.

That instant of cold killing swept away, giving the mighty in prison an impulse to cry.

After…

One original nod position is to shake your head.

“We don't know anything...”

“We didn't see anything...”

……

Zhang Xuan looked at his small group as if he were petrified, incredibly.

“I…”

Zhang Xuan's throat dried and swallowed.

Was he fuckin '... pitted by his own people?

“What else do you have to say? ”

Yellow Springs Grand Sacred Face is cold.

Next moment, step out.

As if the heavens and the earth were spinning.

That was right in front of Zhang Xuan.

“How could the Great Sacred Stone King be so stupid as to beat each other up? Are you questioning the taste of this saint? ”

The words of the Great Sage of Yellow Springs are getting colder.

Zhang Xuan looked at Huang Quan Dasheng's face.

My heart grew more and more angry.

The son of a bitch must have known. He must have known his stone statue was smashed to pieces.

This son of a bitch... is trying to hide the fact that he raised two idiots!

“I don't like it!! ”

Zhang Xuan's eyes quickly became red.

Above his body, the breath of terror erupted suddenly.

Buzz!

When the great sword swept up, it seemed like a stream of light was spreading...

“I'll fight you! ”

The sword flew up, Zhang Xuan clapped over the sword handle of the sword and stabbed it in the face of Yellow Springs.

“Today… I will try Grand Holy Will! ”

“My sword demon! Never lose! ”

Zhang Xuan growled.

Huang Quan Dasheng watched Zhang Xuan rise up to rebel...

Smoke the corner of your mouth.

Then the backhand slapped out.

……

The gait sensed the Great Sage of Yellow Springs rushing out.

I was overwhelmed.

He came out fast.

Thoughts overshadowed his body, leaving the Great Saint of Yellow Springs unaware of him.

If you really want to explore Huangquan Dasheng, you can definitely discover the walking formula instantly.

However, the walking formula covered his body with thoughts, isolating the possibility of Yellow Springs Grand Saint exploring him.

Soon, it was in the valley.

This valley is huge.

Boom!!!

Boom!!

Huge roars are sounding.

In the middle of the valley, the giant bloody candle dragon was lying there, in his mouth and nose, constantly spraying out heavy breathing sounds, making the ground tremble.

Blood candle dragon!

This is the third pet of the Yellow Springs Grand Sage and is incredibly strong.

The gait gazed.

I felt a terrible sense of oppression. I felt like an ant when I was walking on this candle dragon.

And now the walk, feeling that the dragon, although not so desperate, can still feel that there is no chance of winning in the face of the dragon.

The candle dragon is fixed... even if it does not reach the great saint, it is not far from the great saint.

So the pedestrian didn't wake the candle dragon.

He stood on the valley's walls, frowned and his eyes swept across.

Blood candle dragons lie in the center, and around blood candle dragons, they are planted with yellow spring grass.

When the initial convenience was picked up in this valley, an oddly high quality leaf yellow spring grass was picked.

And now that he's walking again, what he needs to find is nine leaves yellow spring grass.

Nine-leaf yellow spring grass, incredibly precious, it really takes some time to find it.

The foot stepped on the ground and the shape of the gait burst out.

Crossing an arc, it fell on the ground like a fallen leaf.

Didn't wake that giant blood candle dragon.

Snoring...

Blood candle dragons lay on the ground, still snoring.

The airwaves that erupt in the nasal cavity are like hurricanes, destroying everything.

The little fox on his back had already been frightened by the smell of a blood candle dragon, grabbed the hair of a walking square, dared not move, and the two tails were also stuck under his ass.

He gazed at the little fox, raised his hand, touched the latter, and moved his mind.

The latter was incorporated into the countryside and isolated from the pressure of the Blood Candle Dragon to frighten the fox.

He walked around with his hands full.

Nine-leaf yellow spring grass cannot naturally have only one strain.

Huang Quan Dasheng holds a strain every day, and there should be one growing in this valley as well.

What the pedestrians need to do is look.

Blood candle dragons sleep deep, and halibut flow out of their mouths.

Walk slowly in the valley.

Nice setting in the valley.

There's a bloody pool.

The pool seems to be the source of the Yellow Springs River, from which running yellow springs of water flow.

As if there were ghosts crying in it.

“Eight Yellow Springs... unfortunately, it's a little short. ”

He gazed at the yellow spring grass and sighed.

There is no Nine-Leaf Yellow Springs grass in the pool at the source of the Yellow Springs River. Is there only one Nine-Leaf Yellow Springs grass in the entire valley?

The one in Yellow Springs' hand?

The gait frowned and caught in contemplation.

All of a sudden, his eyes turned.

It landed in the belly of the Dragon.

Beneath the vast mountain of blood candle dragons, there is a sway of grass that does not count as a raging glow.

The intensity of the grass allowed the squares to breathe slowly.

“Nine Yellow Springs Grass… finally found it! ”

……

The mighty men of the underworld are stuck.

Zhang Xuan is dead.

I was slapped by the Great Saint of Yellow Springs... and fanned to death.

Never thought that Zhang Xuan would die in the end.

His sword strength, his strength, in front of the Great Sage of Yellow Springs, is no different from that of an ant.

“Turns out he is a disciple of the Sword Demon of Underworld Prison... but dare to break my stone like the Ghost King... Even if the Great Saint of the Sword Demon comes, the Great Saint can't miss it! ”

Huang Quan Dasheng lifted his hand and glanced at Zhang Xuan, who had even turned his sword into a piecemeal, and left his mouth open.

Later, he raised his head and turned his eyes and fell on the strong men of the prison in the distance.

A bunch of strong people in prison suddenly felt chills pouring under their feet.

“Are you ready to die? ”

Huang Quan Da Sheng Fang Dao Road.

The mighty men of the Underworld are suddenly filled with horror.

Suddenly.

Far away.

There was a loud and loud whistle.

The next moment, a stream of light flew in, and the moment appeared over the head of the mighty man in prison.

“Huang Quan Da Sheng, please be angry! ”

Lu Cheng's face is incredible.

How could he not have thought that an underworld contestant would be foolish enough to provoke the Great Saint of Yellow Springs...

This man is not weaker than those in the forbidden land!

“The Puppet... you think you can stop me? ”

Huang Quan Dasheng held the grass, his eyes slightly slanted, looking at Lu Cheng, faint.

Lu Chengxin paused.

He is only a seven-turn saint, how can he compare to the great saint of Huang Quan? If the great saint of Huang Quan comes down with a slap, he will probably end up like Zhang Xuan.

“Grand Saint... Zhang Xuan is dead, you should also be angry... These children are from all the tribes of the Nine People of Underworld Prison. If you kill the killer, do you want to offend the Nine People of Underworld Prison? ”

Lu Cheng said quickly.

Who dares offend this fierce man who has planted grass for tens of thousands of years at the source of the Yellow Springs in Hell?

“But they broke my stone like a ghost king...”

Yellow Springs Grand Sacred Face said with no expression, "They seduced my pets with dishes. ”

The words of the Great Saint of Yellow Springs came out, and Lu Cheng's face suddenly froze.

He looked sharply at Lu Yang.

He's the only chef in the room.

Lu Yang's face was shy and a little stuck.

What the hell did I do?

I didn't do anything...

“It's not me! ”

Lu Yang quickly asked, if he did not explain, Huang Quan Dasheng might have called in with one slap, the great saint seemed to be addicted to clapping.

“Not you? Aren't you a chef? Who else is there besides you...? ”

Lu Cheng frowned and said, he also wanted to believe that it was not Lu Yang.

But...

“I am an undercook... my dishes are spreading meditation, Grand Saint... take a closer look at that bowl. ”

Lu Yang said somewhat helplessly.

“That's... Immortal. ”

Mm-hmm.

Immortality?

Lu Zheng was stunned, then something seemed to occur to him, and his face became strange.

Huang Quan Dasheng is also a fool.

Suddenly!

The whole ground is vibrating!

Shake hard and make everyone look much different.

A dragon roar. Nine days!

The atmosphere of terror has spread, as if to destroy the heavens and the earth!

Huang Quan Da Sheng's face suddenly changed!

“Damn it! Tiger off the mountain?! ”

“Who... stumbled on my Nine Leafs Yellow Springs!!! ”