Gourmet of Another World

A bloody river fell from the sky, colliding with the giant palm of the flame.

It's not just a simple energy collision, it's a brief confrontation of Heaven's will.

Boo-hoo!

The river and the flames were tangled together, giving rise to a tremendous breath, and the horrendous energy continued to roar and burst.

The next moment, in the horrified eyes of all.

Flames and river water melt away into vapor vapors that pervade the heavenly dome.

Hooray.

The giant blood candle dragon fanned its wings and landed in the battleship, sounding terribly loud.

Blood candle dragon pounding pressure, frightened surrounded by cicadas.

This giant blood candle dragon is also present in the Great Holy Land, and its strength is terrifying.

In addition to the Great Saint of Yellow Springs, there is a lean figure on the head of the Dragon of the Blood Candle. The figure is not someone else, it is a walking formula.

The gait sits on it with a light face and a sparrow feather robe floating gently in the wind.

“I'll leave it to you. ”

The pedestrian gazed at the Great Sage of Yellow Springs and said.

Yellow Springs Grand Saint Thornton waved.

The gait contemplated the appearance of two pies of cake in the hand, which were handed over to the Great Saint of Yellow Springs.

Seeing the cake, the Great Saint of Yellow Springs refused at first.

He remembers his fireball skills day and night, and his heart is broken.

“Take it, man's luck, can't always be so creative.” The gait thought about it and comforted him.

Huang Quan Dasheng thought, well, could his luck be worse?

So I took the makeup pie that was handed over by foot.

The firedemon ancestors naturally also saw the makeup cake that was handed over by foot to Huangquan Dasheng.

Flaming bears burn in the eyes.

“You must be the heir of the man Old Sword said... surely only the heir of that man can cook this kind of cake...”

The Firedemon ancestors stared at the pedestrian formula, and their eyes were somewhat amusing and moronic.

The gait was very calm, with a glimpse of the Fire Demon ancestors.

Step out later.

Out of the back of the candle dragon, it landed on the walls of the prison dragon.

Little dark eyes stared at the gait.

“Foxtrot, what are you doing here? ”

Xiao Gyu looked at the gait, red lips flickered gently, asked.

“Business is bad, staying in the store is not fun, come out and sneak out.” The gait held hands and answered with no expression.

After listening to little ghosts, they stop asking questions, as if they had defaulted to the answer to the gait.

Ghost is also a bit speechless on the side, what is boring, come to the battlefield to sneak out.

Is the battlefield a place to play?

You're going to die if you're not careful!

Ghost is really feeling a little headache on the pedestrian side, actually letting Ghost come to such a dangerous place.

Though Xiaoyu has now made a breakthrough, she is stronger than her sister.

But in this battlefield, there are great holy beings, and once you discover the secret of the little ghost, it's a disaster!

Seems to see the anxiety in Ghost's eyes.

The gait was a tease in the corner of his mouth. “Don't worry, it's okay, it's me. ”

……

On the dome.

The ancestors of the fire demon's pulse made a sharp laugh.

He was shaped into a fireball, which burst out at a rapid rate and struck towards the Great Sage of Yellow Springs.

The Great Saint of Yellow Springs did not shy away, and the counterhand was a bombardment.

Straight back the fire demon ancestor.

Huang Quan Dasheng's cultivation is indeed strong, and he is not afraid of the Fire Demon Ancestors at all.

A beast roars.

Far away, on an underworld battleship.

The old man who was playing with a black serpent also stepped out.

He punched a thumb.

The void seems to be trembling.

“Baby, come out and get some air. ”

The corner of the old beast's mouth snapped, and the next moment, a thumping finger struck, the formation method was a roar.

In the void, the formation suddenly emerged, and from it, there were huge things to climb out of.

“Squeak!!! ”

In the law of formation, a shadow suddenly emerged, and the shadow was huge, covering the day.

It's actually a giant pitch-black bat.

The bat floats and opens its wings, and the wings cross, as if to cover the dome of heaven.

As the wings flashed, it seemed to turn into a stream of light towards the Great Sage of Yellow Springs.

The Great Saint of Yellow Springs, with his forefingers and thumbs snapped, blew deep in his mouth.

When the sleeping blood candle dragon dazzled his eyes, flashing its wings straight into the sky and photographing the giant bat.

Boom!

Two giant men twisted together on the ground.

Old Traitors and Fire Demon ancestors simultaneously took the Yellow Springs Grand Saint into the starry battlefield.

Huang Quan Dasheng is the old-fashioned great saint of hell, strong and powerful.

In the beginning, although he had not followed the Lord Pluto into Hell, his knowledge of the mighty was equally profound.

After all, it's a nine-spin grand holy, how can you not understand it in depth.

Boom!!

The three great saints, killed into the starry battlefield, a flash of breath, completely covered the battlefield.

Fighting against the Dragon Prisoner and others has been oppressed to the corner.

Huang Quan Da Sheng Qi Yuxuan.

He had a jade jar in his hand.

Huang Quan Dasheng was the one who looked across the street when he carefully put away the wine jar.

Fire Demon Ancestors and Traitor Ancestors.

They are two of the most famous of the Nine.

Of the nine ancestors, strength is the hierarchy of the Nine Spins, and of course, the Nine Spins are also strong and weak.

If the ancestors of Diting and the Puppet show up, Huang Quan Dasheng would really dare not say that he can take one or two enemies, but if it is the Fire Demon Ancestors and the Traitor Ancestors.

Huang Quan Dasheng still dares to spell a wave.

Boom!!

At first thought, above the head of the Great Holy Springs, a Yellow Springs river runs like a substance.

Striking hard towards the front end.

The war broke out in a flash.

……

Above the battlefield.

When the Great Holy Spirit has crossed into the battlefield of the stars, the haze that overshadows all hearts and minds is completely dispersed.

And the blood of the battlefield is spreading.

He stood on the walls of the Dragon Gate, watching the killer battle beneath him, and his face grew slightly heavier.

“Boss Bao! Can you bring makeup cakes for sale? ”

All of a sudden, just as the footsteps were stunned.

A little saint of the blood valves suddenly appeared and said to the walker.

The gait was stunned.

“With a makeup cake, even the smallest makeup can enhance our strength. Such a small amount of power coming together into the river is huge... maybe we can win this battle! ”

This little saint is obviously the beneficiary of the cake, and the way he looks excited, the gait is irresistible, some tongues.

However, the gait mind is also a move.

Making cakes is limited to three pieces per person per day, but today is a new day…

But it can be re-sold...

The corner of the pedestrian mouth was ripped off, and the system eventually moved the charcoal oven here.

“Can be sold, give me time to make cakes. ”

“Hold on, don't wave. ”

The gait thinks, says.

After that, it's easy to take out the white tiger stove, charcoal oven, flour, etc., and start making cakes.

Many of the people around him were a little dazed, stunned, watching the gait, watching him cook alive in the heat before the battlefield.

It's all a little speechless.

Rocky and Hocky rolled their eyes.

Did this guy come all the way to the battlefield to sell cakes?

Pfft...

Hot air rises.

The oven stands up and the flames burn.

A piece of cake embryo was photographed on foot over the oven wall.

The pedestrian tray sat on the ground, spreading the mindset, and began to make important pies.

Fighting on the battlefield also presents a stage of whiteheat.

Because half an hour went by, the strong who relied on maker cakes to gain power receded, so the battle was regained by the strong in the underworld.

Hell's side, even defeated continuously.

Boom!!

Ancestor Sworddemon and others looked at each other and saw the weight in each other's eyes.

“It turns out that the cook's cake can actually lead the war...”

Ancestral Sword Demon said.

Ancestors of the Shadow Demon and the Undercook both squeezed their eyes, and the ancestors of the horns laughed furiously.

“Then kill the cook. ”

“If he is truly the heir of the man, if he is hiding in the shop, he is not very good at it, but... if he dares to come to the battlefield, it is our chance to wipe him out completely. ”

Ancestor Horn grinned and laughed.

The shape swept out and stepped out.

Boom boom!!

The whole heavens and earth seemed to be shaking at this moment.

A giant triangular rhinoceros emerged, and the top of the rhinoceros horn struck against the walls of the prison dragon gate.

The corner tip is pointing straight at the position, which is exactly the gait.

The great saint of the horn, whose goal is precisely the gait.

Rocky, Rocky and the others suddenly got very ugly.

They never thought that the Nine Spins would strike the Dragon Gate in total disregard of their identity.

On the battlefield.

The mighty men of the Underworld, seeing this scene, were wary and excited.

Killer sweep, the suppressed Hell Army, the festival defeated!

Pluto Luha drank, held the Pluto's trident, and tried to intercept the Ancestor of the Horn.

Unfortunately, he had a moth-flaming feeling.

The Ancestor of the Horn is a great saint, too powerful!

The pedestrian tray sits on the ground and the mind is covered in charcoal baking ovens.

Though the ancestral crusade of the horn was sensed, it did not move like a mountain.

Xiaoyu lifted his wrist and his breath began to fluctuate, blocking him in front of the gait.

Suddenly.

The void in front of the little phantom was suddenly torn apart.

Rub, rub, rub.

It's like ice crystals are spreading.

A wonderful figure emerges from the void.

This is a spectacular figure.

Beautiful and exciting, as if she were the focal point of the whole scene.

As soon as Ice Saint appeared, his eyes looked a little complicated and glanced at the ghost.

Sighed softly.

Hands up.

The gauze slipped off, revealing his arm like a coagulated white jade, swinging his arm, opposite his palm, towards the position of the ancestor of the horn.

Boom!!

A palm falls and the ice crystals converge.

Old Zuston the Horn swept back, his eyes wide open.

“Crazy woman of the Mountain of God?! How dare you leave the forbidden land?!” Ancestor Horn growled.

Buzz...

The sworddemon ancestors and many other great saints also floated beside the ancestors of the horns, suspended in the clouds, looking far away at the wind and the Chinese women.

“The last time I didn't kill you, this time you dare show up, this time, you die, you don't have to go back. ”

Ancestral Sword Demon said coldly.

Boom!

In the heavenly dome, the breath of the four great saints erupted as if a terrible volcano were about to erupt.

“Swordsman, get up here and help me! Ahhhh! ”

Suddenly.

In the battlefield of the stars, there was a cry for help.

This changed the colour of some of the ancestors who were preparing to fight Ice Holy.

“Two dozen to one. Need more help? When did Huang Quan Dasheng become so strong? ”

The face of Sword Demon Ancestors and others changed slightly.

Buzz...

The tray opened its eyes on the foot in front of the oven.

Breathe out gently.

The next moment, reach out and remove the cake from the oven and put it in the basket.

“Thanks for your help. I'll give you a cake. ”

The gait gazed at the ice saint, pulled the corner of his mouth, grabbed a hot cookie and threw it at the ice saint.

After Ice Sage took over, he looked at the pedestrian formula with some confusion.

“Want to know what the cake does? Go up there and you'll see...”

The mysterious gait pointed to the starry battlefield and said.

The ice shrugged, the aftermath was humble, and the figure swayed straight into the heavenly dome.

……

Starry battlefield.

Huangquan Dasheng opened his mouth and sprayed a fireball.

The hot heat of the fireball twisted in the void, shocking the distant demons and the animal ancestors.

Yellow Springs Cathedral Spitfire? Is this the old man's new combat technique?

Yellow Springs looked at the frightened Firedemons and Ancestors of the Beast with a smile.

Take out the makeup cake given by the pedestrian formula, open your mouth to reveal your white teeth, and then click and bite.

Familiar feeling, familiar crisp.

Familiar chemical gas flows into the body.

Yellow Springs Grand Holy Hands together, against the forehead, seemed to be looking for luck.

Far away, the Fire Demon Ancestors and the Traitor Ancestors looked a little stunned.

Suddenly.

Huang Quan Dasheng opened his eyes and made a laugh!

The horrible smell burst from the Great Sage of Yellow Springs, scattered like a ripple.

“I told you my luck in Yellow Springs couldn't have been that bad all the time! Whoa, whoa! Flame Dumplings, pig breeders! Die! ”

Huangquan Dasheng's eyes were bright, and his breath climbed, as if he had broken through some kind of fetter, into a deeper level.

A strand of hair fell from the head of the Great Sage of Yellow Springs.

The eyes of the Great Sage of Yellow Springs flashed.

Put it on your head...

Suddenly all the hair is scattered...

What's going on?

Huang Quan Dasheng is stuck.

Why did you lose your hair? How can a great saint still lose his hair?

Is that the price of getting stronger?

Huang Quan Dasheng touched his cold bald head and suddenly felt some sorrow in his heart.

Is he lucky or not?

Let him get tangled up just like he got permanent flame spraying skills...

He's the lucky creature.

Buzz...

Thinking of the sadness of baldness, Huangquan Grand Saint's qi momentarily locked into the fire demon and the animal ancestors.

“I'm stronger... but I'm bald too...”

“Because of you... I'm bald...”

“So… it's time for you to bear my wrath! ”

Boom!!

The starry battlefield exploded abruptly.

Terrible threat sweep.

The Dragon Prison Master and others were shocked again.

Look straight at the distance and stay like a wooden chicken.

I saw a glimmer of light flying by.

The Firedemon ancestor couldn't even hide, so he punched himself...

This punch almost dispersed the fire from the fire demon ancestors!

The power of one punch, horror like this!!!