Gourmet of Another World

Strong men of the great sacred rank are all taboos, and once they do, they all attract the attention and vibration of all.

In the eyes of the great saints and mighty, the battle below the great saints can only be considered a small-time mess.

Even before that, the wingman's valley's little wingman took the hit.

Without the great saint and strong, even the dog won't choose to claw. After all, the dog is still ready to make a big deal.

However, once the mighty of the Holy Grade have made their move, it will be different.

As in previous games, Captain Wingman Valley summoned the Great Sage of Wingman Valley.

That's breaking the rules, so the dog screamed up.

This time, the golden armor skeleton was given to the rogue by the footsteps after Xuanwu's body. It was also intolerable and summoned the great saint of the forbidden land.

As soon as the breath of the Great Holy Spread, it immediately shocked everyone.

The lights are shaking slightly, and the images all seem a little blurred.

Because of the influence of the Great Sacred Air Machine.

However, the screen is blurry, but at least clear.

Everyone saw, in the void, a bloody flame array circled, and suddenly a golden skeleton arm protruded from the array, and the walk toward wrapped in a black pot was easily taken.

Above that golden skeletal arm, the glow overflows, even engraved with Xuan Ao's symbols.

This palm is like crushing the heavens and the earth.

When this paw appeared, everyone was able to breathe.

The golden horns and ghostly faces have become very ugly.

By this time, the game was completely out of their control...

How can they stop the great saints?

Unless Lord Yinglong is here now...

However, it is naturally impossible for Dragon to rush over to guard Lord Pluto...

Boom!

When the inky green walker saw the fall from the sky, his figure went into the black pot.

That hand, too, fell into the sky and slapped hard on Xuan Wu Pan.

Buzz...

A buzz.

Xuanwu pan trembled.

The whole black pot seemed like it was being photographed deep into the ground, and the soil collapsed and broke.

Xuanwu pot shrinks suddenly.

Finally, it turned into a small pot, suspended on the palm of the pedestrian hand.

Wow...

The inky green hair fades and turns dark.

Void tear.

A dog barked all day.

A slender dog claw descended from the sky and slapped hard towards the golden skull arm.

The golden skull arm also senses the paw of the dog.

Seems a little angry.

I couldn't hide from him. One claw at the dog blew up.

Both collide in the void.

The deafening sound sounds like hell.

In the light, the bright light shines.

After the light splashes.

Everyone is taking a sip of cool air.

I saw that golden skeleton arm with a claw and a broken finger bone!

Golden fingerbones flew out and hit the ground hard.

As if it were a giant stone, the ground was smashed deep into a depression!

In the formation, there was an outcry of anger to the extreme!

“Hellhound! You have to stop me!! ”

“Forget Lotus... I must get it!! ”

The golden skull growled and suppressed infinite anger.

On the dome.

The tent was suddenly torn apart.

A man stepped up, grass in his hand, and his eyes looked at him with a great deal of fun.

The Great Sage of Yellow Springs appears.

I glanced and stood on the ground with no expression on my face.

Hands-on is a slap...

This palm is as if the water of the Yellow Springs were poured down from the sky.

Hard impact on the golden skull arm above that spell.

It actually caused a few cracks to appear on the skeleton's arm...

“When Love Lotus grew quietly on the Yellow Springs, why didn't you pick it yourself? Now that they've taken it away, you're coming for the fruit? ”

A faint, gentle, magnetic sound emanates from the cracks.

Another lush dog claw pounded out.

“Dogs can't get used to people like you with stinky faces... even though you have no face on your skull. ”

Boom!!

Another blow to the fight, the heavens and the earth seemed much darker.

The golden skeleton arm growled with unwillingness.

Slowly shrunk into formation.

Huang Quan Dasheng smiled softly.

One of the first bounces, suddenly a yellow spring river water descended from the sky, suddenly breaking the law.

The Golden Armor Skeleton was swept across the Yellow Springs River.

He fell hard on the ground, his torso broke apart and turned into a forest white skeleton.

Click, click, click...

“Yellow Springs! Hellhound! I won't spare you! I'm gonna kill you! ”

Mori white skeleton.

A bloody ghost fire suddenly appeared.

The ghost flames beat, as if they were a roaring head.

As if the curse were being unleashed.

No, brutality, pounding killing!

“Shut up, ugly thing. ”

The eyes of the Great Sage of Yellow Springs suddenly became cold.

Stick your finger out.

A finger descended from the sky, crushing the ghost fire suddenly, causing it to collapse completely.

The skull skeleton, which was constantly beating and wanted to regroup, was also completely broken at this moment, turning into a slag of bone all over the floor.

A golden armor skull on the pinnacle of the Little Holy Peak descended.

On the dome.

The black fog is sweeping.

Afterwards, the fog turned into a stream of light and fled at a rapid pace.

The Golden Armor Skull was instantly killed, which was a huge shock to him.

He didn't hesitate to leave, he wanted to escape.

Huang Quan Dasheng did it, he couldn't stop it.

He's got that golden armor skull in his heart, too.

You summoned the great saint to fight, didn't you?

At the door of Huangquan Dasheng, summon Skeleton Dasheng... Can Huangquan Dasheng ignore it?

The void.

Dark fog formations haunted, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the distance.

Compared to life, any forgetful lotus is a floating cloud.

All he has to do now is get out of here and get out of here.

Otherwise, what happens to Skull is what happens to him...

Luckily, however, he did not summon the Great Sage of the Black Palace, which is the capital of his survival.

Suddenly.

A terrible repression completely overshadowed him.

The mighty man in the fog raised his head violently and his eyes cracked.

Above the curtain, a gleaming dog claw fell under the sun and chased him toward his place!

“Why!!! ”

The mighty man in the dark fog trembled and growled incredibly.

Boom!

The fog suddenly scattered and the figure appeared. It was actually a figure wrapped in a black bandage.

The eyes of the shadow showed a scarlet colour, holding a dagger in his hand and flying across the void.

“I did not summon the great saint! Why did you kill me? ”

Little Holy of the Black Palace is frightened and angry.

“Do you need a reason to kill him? Just look at your black palace. ”

The gentle, magnetic sounds of the dog came out.

Next moment…

Linglong dog claws, descending from the sky.

Boom...

And it was a complete photograph of the mighty man of the Black Palace.

Pfft.

The little saint of the Black Palace, his body completely exploded, turning into a black residue...

In the distance, Huang Quan Dasheng held the grass and looked at the claw and gave the strong man of the Black Palace to the dog claw that had been bombarded into meat sauce. His eyes also couldn't help but squeeze.

“This skinny dog... strong again? ”

Huang Quan Dasheng muttered.

The back corner of her mouth snapped and she smiled softly.

“You can be strong, so hell depends on a little bit of war... heaven hides and dies, the underworld prison is already stupidly moving...”

“Let the dog frighten each other. ”

……

In the light screen.

Everyone is silent.

What just happened?

Is that the battle at the Great Holy Level?

Surely, what the ancients said was not holy, but an ant, who did not deceive me.

The power of the Great Sacred, the power of the heavens and the earth, unites the small world of one's own side and is independent of the will of the heavens and the earth.

Almost invincible.

Those two dog claws.

One claw smashes the Great Sacred Finger, one claw kills the Little Sacred Peak...

Everyone was stunned.

There are so many great saints in hell!

……

Hell, no void in the sky.

A fat black dog lies in the void.

Gracefully dumped the dog's paws and the fat was shaking.

The next moment, the dog stood up from the void.

His eyes looked away at the past.

And you see a black palace that looks like it's embedded in the dark.

“The Black Palace...”

The dog's eyes caught cold chills.

“The Black Palace is good at sneaking up and killing people. If I hadn't been sneaked by Hidden and Dog on the other day... it would have been so easy for the Underworld to defeat us! This time... the paparazzi are back, we need to make a good count with you! ”

He twisted his torso violently.

The fat figure of the dog disappeared slowly in the void.

And in the Black Palace.

It is also perceived that the killer who went to the Black Palace looking for Lotus Forgotten has fallen.

Every strong man is of immense importance to the Forbidden Land, and the fall of a peak little saint is a great loss to the Black Palace!

“Damn it, damn it! He who kills me is strong in the Black Palace... when my Black Palace returns to the heavens and the earth, all of us will die! ”

……

The gait exhaled gently.

Put away the Xuanwu pot.

In the spirit of the sea.

Xuanbu has restarted in the vicinity of the Spiritual Sea Vortex and begins to snore and sleep.

A trick in the arms of a golden skull, albeit powerful.

But Xuan Wu also felt a little itchy. Unless the Grand Holy Family automatically bombarded him, it would still be difficult to break his defense.

And now Huangquan Dasheng and the Dog are fighting.

There is no doubt that the footsteps are intact.

Above the dome.

The wingman's valley feathers, which were fried into blackbirds by two destructive saucepans, were a disgrace.

He opened his mouth with black smoke spraying out of his mouth.

The dumplings were added to the destruction pan, which almost made him go.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a great little saint, and another peak little saint came, you'd have to take the pot 100% empty-handed, and you'd have to get hurt if you didn't die.

The seven-color light cuts people's defenses, which is just too much to prevent.

His white and holy feathers are burned by several...

The dog disappeared.

Yet Huang Quan Dasheng did not disappear.

The atmosphere of terror has locked in the void.

The whole sky was blocked by a terrible force.

The face of the feather suddenly turned pig liver...

A great saint can escape if he strikes?

Although the Holy Spirit is not far from the Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit is the Holy Spirit and there is an insurmountable gap with the Holy Spirit!

“Oh... Birdman of Wingman Valley? ”

Huang Quan Dasheng held the grass and watched the feathers faintly.

The strongman of the forbidden land has been killed, and there remains a small saint of other small worlds...

What do we do with this guy?

It's curious to everyone.

Including the strong behind the curtains, and the Golden Horn Ghost and others.

A pot of tea appeared in his hand as he moved his mind and swallowed the tea with a large mouthful.

Mixed bursting cow pills and sealed dumplings in two destructive saucepans, plus organic spiritual attachment...

Even if the pedestrian formula concentrates his mind, his mental strength still feels a shortfall for a while, so he needs nine turns of heavenly tea to help him recover.

By the way, the formula lets you see what happens to this wingman's feather.

When the black pot was just blown, it was his favorite.

Of course... he's the only one who picks up the destruction pan.

The feathers blinked.

Scanned around.

He took a look at the formula and another look at Huang Quan Dasheng. He suddenly had an urge to cry...

He just wanted to take a good vacation and why he was put on such a mission.

Push!

Above the dome.

Wingman's feathers fell directly on his knees, snotty noses and tears.

“Brother, I was wrong! I give in! ”

Wingman Feather faces Huang Quan Dasheng and surrenders directly...

This scene makes everyone feel funny, and this kind of operation, and you're so fucking full of sacred dignity?

Wingman Valley.

The great holy wrath of Wingman Valley is the ultimate.

A sacred beam of light bursts out, wiping out a mountain altogether!

“Disgraceful things! How can a noble wingman in the valley of my wingman yield to others? Shit!”

“Forget Lotus... no gain, no revenge! This loss, my wingman valley... won't just swallow it! ”