Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 1293: None of You Can Fight [First! Moon ticket!

With a punch, he hit the firedemon in the face.

Perhaps even the Fire Demon himself didn't think why he couldn't hide in his footsteps and punched him all over the flame.

The flames in the body of a fire demon are terrible. Although they are less than the flames of immortal fire, they burn and the temperature is immensely hot.

The general population is simply unbearable.

So it's gonna be all over him, and he can't get away with it.

But the gait formula...

Boom boom...

Firedemons were bombarded with a punch and hit hard on the ground. They rolled continuously, and the flames on their bodies seemed to dim a lot.

Mori white hair floats as if it were a proud colour.

Sword eyes were cold and arrogant, sweeping around, leaving the original cheering prison strong to stay and cheer the whole scene... At this moment, it stopped.

Overbearing, arrogant.

When the audience in the Underworld saw that eye through a huge projection screen in the heavenly dome, they felt a tremor in their hearts.

Full of white hair.

Hold your chest with your hands and hold your chin in arrogance...

Zhu Yan and others, looking at the back of the gait, had some fluctuating gaze and stagnated.

This is Mr. Boo, this is the Great Demon King!

Always on the road to a miracle!

Fire demon actually got punched in the air...

This is a bit of a shock to the strong in the underworld camp.

“This guy… seems to have some means! ”

The mighty one of the Shadow Demons took a deep breath.

“Crazy boy... just tear him apart!” Strong man with a pulse of horns, roaring wildly.

Lu Yang watched from afar, and he always felt that the gait was a bit unusual.

For the pedestrian formula, he felt covered in a veil, some of which he could not see clearly.

Firedemons climb up from the ground...

The flames all over me are flourishing again...

“How dare you hit me...”

The eyes of the fire are all red, and the flames burst again...

He opened his mouth and screamed!

White-haired walking square hands with his chest, his chin raised, looking at the rising fire demon without shame...

“It's just a little charcoal, the host said. Your charcoal is swollen and needs to cool down. ”

The white-haired walker said.

“Rampant! ”

Fire demons are so angry.

His hands fluttered violently and turned into flaming palms.

With both hands stamped, the flame energy between the heavens and the earth suddenly stirred.

Fire demons have the means to manipulate the flame energy between heaven and earth.

Boom!!

Gray hair is indifferent.

Around his body, the flames of a road emerged, spinning at speed, and eventually turned into a giant dragon, sweeping him into it.

In the fire dragon, the temperature keeps climbing, and the hot temperatures make the air distort.

The stones on the ground, seemingly all at high temperatures, began to melt and disperse slowly.

“This is the most powerful fire control technique in the firedemon pulse! This kid pissed off the Firedemon, he must have been burned into coke..."

“Although the Fire Demon Pulse ranks at the bottom of the Nine Tribes of Underworld Prison, it is because of the gifted limitations of the Fire Demon Pulse that few people can reach the top level of the Great Holy Spirit. ”

“At the very least, the firedemons are very combative among their peers! ”

……

All around the audience sitting on the stairwell, everyone cheered with excitement when they saw the dragon cover the footsteps together and the hot heat spread.

It's as if they've seen the fairy kitchen cook baked into coke.

The fire demon stood in the distance, lifted his hands, constantly dancing his arms and manipulating the flame energy.

Suddenly.

His gaze shrank sharply.

Boom.

The dragon's abdomen burst open.

Next moment.

The body of the white-haired treadmill bounced like a spring, suddenly falling before the fire demon.

This makes the fire demon's heart tremble...

Boom!

One arm sticks out suddenly.

Above that arm, there was a forest white flame, which belonged to the white tiger.

In fact, this is no longer pure smallpox, after all, it merges with the immortal fire contained in the walking formula itself.

It's kind of a fairy fire that's stronger than Sky Flame.

“Fire?”

Fire demon stunned.

He was strangled and slowly lifted.

“You're going to use fire against me… are you retarded?! ”

The Fire Demon grins and smiles with excitement.

He really didn't think that the pedestrian formula was going to use the fire demon against him. Don't he know that the strongest of the fire demons is the fire?

“Break it! ”

The fire demon opened his mouth with a sharp howl.

In the next moment, the flame above your body keeps pouring, suddenly flourishing!

A suction burst out of the demon, seemingly swallowing the white forest flame in the hand of the pedestrian.

Mm-hmm.

The white-haired gaze was slightly stirred.

Nor was it stopped, leaving the fire demon to devour the flame.

After consuming the flame completely.

Fire demon's eyes are suddenly wide open and full of terror!

“No... no... you flame! ”

Cheer up.

Before the fire demon had finished his frightening words, he found a flame burning in his abdomen, a forest white flame.

He slowly dilated from his abdomen and eventually covered his body completely.

With a scream, the fire demon disappeared completely.

There was only a dark red flame left, which, when swallowed up by a forest white flame, was a complete descent.

It all happens in a flash.

Firedemons' teammates haven't even reacted yet.

A firedemon that can't last a lifetime is solved...

The audience in the Underworld was stunned.

Little Saint... killed the Fire Demon?

And even the fire of the demon's origin was consumed?

White-haired gait retracted Mori's white flame, holding his chest with both hands, grinning.

After feeling the flame strong again for a few minutes, the corner of the mouth slightly grinned.

He raised his head and swept the whole field.

The tens of thousands of underworld audiences staring at each other, dense and numb, with their chins raised and arrogant.

“None of them can... ”

White-haired walking equation.

Word one out.

The whole scene was silent for a few minutes, and the rampant words, like thunder, blew up throughout the arena.

After that, the whole place boiled.

That is the boil of anger, and every mighty man in the underworld is eager to tear his footsteps apart.

Rapid!

This is the home of the Underworld. It's never been the only place in the Underworld. When is it the turn of a chef in the fairy kitchen world?

Anger is burning.

But the fighting continues.

Once the Firedemon dies, the teammates naturally can't sit down.

They think a spinning little saint, a fire demon is enough to solve.

Now they're really naive.

The mighty one of the Shadow Demons came out in an instant.

It turned into a shadow and disappeared into the sky.

By the time it reappeared, it was already around the white-haired gait.

Boom!!

The shadow suddenly blew away, and thousands of shadows were dense and numb, suddenly covering the eyes of the pedestrian.

It's as if it's a thousand things, dazzling and fascinating.

This is a powerful means of shadow demons.

However, face it all.

The white-haired formula is still calm.

His sword eyes shrunk slightly, and the next moment, his palms rose violently.

A blast struck a figure.

As soon as the Shadow Demon was strong, he didn't seem to realize that he had been photographed from a thousand different bodies.

Far away.

The strong with the horns, and the trainers, can't help it.

Do it at the same time.

Although there is only one person, their hearts are always a little uneasy.

A strongman with a pulse of horns, with three horns above his head and a silver gray corner, is quite eye-catching.

He stepped on his foot and the terrible force made the ground tremble.

His head flashed in the direction of the gait...

A silver horn figurine comes towards the gait.

A strong man with a vein of beasts looks cold.

Hands up.

One method of formation is to emerge.

The formation spins, and two huge, giant beasts drill out of it!

The fierce atmosphere is all over the place...

Lu Yang swallowed a spit and looked at the white-haired walking formula. Suddenly, there was some amazing color in his eyes.

Boom boom!!

The reindeer pulse is not low in ranking among the Nine, and is shot in fourth place, second only to the superior.

Train a vein of beasts. Train all beasts.

When two immense beasts appeared, the atmosphere on the scene was ignited to the extreme.

It's two huge, fearful wolves like mountains.

Roaring is walking toward the white hair for convenience is a shock, to wipe out the walking formula completely.

Various means of killing come at the same time at this moment, as if to push the pedestrian formula to the extreme.

“As I said… all present… are garbage. ”

The corner of the white-haired square mouth was picked and he said coldly.

He raised his chin proudly, and the next moment, his hand was suddenly tight.

The white tiger of the Lord's slaughter, at this moment, finally showed the horror that belonged to him.

Boom!!!

The strongman of the Shadow Demon's pulse was crushed by a white walking formula.

Spit blood.

The broken body was dumped far away by a white hair gait.

A giant silver horn shocked.

White-haired gait proud of the dome, his body bent like a spring to an alarming curve.

Afterwards, it was ejected.

The energy of the silver horn impact was smashed to pieces.

Gray-haired walking squares are constantly in shape.

Shortly afterwards, it appeared in front of a strongman of horns.

The impact erupted suddenly.

Hundreds of fists were bombarded in a row.

Hardson interrupts the silver horn of a strong horn...

With a punch, fists covered in forest white flames burst out.

The Mori white flame turned into a white tiger.

A punch came down.

Bombarding the ground with a strong horn pulse.

Flame burning.

In a whining...

A strong horn is a giant rhinoceros...

Unfortunately, the rhino is already cooked.

Sprayed meat smells diffuse.

The audience in the Underworld took another deep breath... and felt incredible.

This fairy kitchen cook... so strong?

Ho!!

Two wolves roared.

The giant wolf, like a mountain, lifted his claws and photographed them toward his white hair.

Gray-haired walking square-handed chest, white hair hunting in the wind.

There seems to be a strong voice-over.

The gait raised his head and his sword eyes shrunk sharply.

Open your mouth and reveal your little tiger teeth.

Thereafter a tiger whistled at the two wolves.

“Ow!!! ”

Whistling, deafening, with the power of a white tiger.

Let the paw be ready to shoot the wolf, and suddenly he stifled...

The next moment, a white light flies past.

Boom!

The heads of two wolves blew up!

The strong man with a vein of beasts began to shrink his gaze and breathed blood into his mouth.

Why didn't he think of...

Their formation is instantly defeated?!

How could this fairy kitchen cook be so strong?

How can you be so strong?

Zhu Yan and others have already been stirred by this battle.

When the Great Demon King is a half-step saint, he can do a hard job and even bomb a two-spin saint.

This battle is a pediatric for the Great Demon King!

Lu Yang looked at his teammates instantly and lost...

It was also a shock.

When the white-haired walker bombarded the beast with a strong pulse.

Morina's gaze turned sharply.

It fell on him.

Lu Yang felt the pressure on her body suddenly enormous.

“I… I lose! ”

Lu Yang said without hesitation.

All four teammates died, Lu Yang understood that his strength was no better than that of his teammates, maybe his cooking skills were strong, but it didn't do much good.

So if you don't admit it, what's he gonna do?

When Lu Yang just said that he admitted to losing.

Nine spinning saints above the dome have fallen.

Bring up a blast.

Soot rolls away. Terrible pressure swept across the field.

Lu Yang's legs trembled and his ass sat on the floor.

In front of him is a giant fist.

There's also a white flame burning on his fist.

And that fist was blocked by the referee of the Nine Spins.

Fortunately, he admitted to losing quickly, otherwise... his head would probably blow under that punch.

“Too much...”

The Nine-Spin Little Saint of the Underworld, looking at the pedestrian formula, looked a little cold.

The white hair gazed at him, grinning, revealing his little tiger teeth.

“I told you... there's really nothing to fight for. ”

The moment of victory and defeat is the moment of understanding.

Everyone thought it must have been a crushing battle, but there was another kind of reversal, which was supposed to crush the other Hell Squad and be crushed by the other side.

Puppet Arena, quiet needle to smell.

Tens of thousands of spectators are at this moment, staying like wooden chickens.

The only thing that is echoing is the wild words of the white-haired gait...

None of them...