Gourmet of Another World

The whole scene was silent and everyone stayed like wooden chickens.

Incredible to watch the gait.

Tick-tock.

The red blood dripped down on the ground, as if it had dripped into a pond and swept up like a ripple.

The people here didn't know what to say, and they were all shocked by the image in front of them.

On the way to welcoming guests, an individual sucked in the air and was shaking all over.

“Crazy, crazy...”

“The cook of this Divine Kitchen Palace is really dying. Does he dare to act wildly if he thinks that there is a Divine Kitchen Palace as a mountain reclining? ”

“He's a madman, and now even the Goddess Kitchen Palace won't be able to protect him. ”

……

They all shook their heads and looked at the silver-haired walking squares with emotions.

If the gait is just to save a woman, perhaps in the face of the Divine Kitchen Palace, barely survive.

But...

Once the pedestrian formula kills the prince of the Mo family, it is tantamount to completely tearing his face apart with the Mo family.

Then there is absolutely no room for reconciliation.

Even Lao San Xiang never thought that the pedestrian formula was this big.

A trick to kill the prince… this is crazy indeed!

But... Third Sister Lo feels a little bloody!

Pfft.

Mo Qiang's eyes widened incredibly, his body was lifted, chest ache, constant blood flowing down from it, dropped on the ground...

His heart seemed to have been crushed in a flash.

But after all, he is a demonic demigod, and his body is quite resilient.

Even if his heart was crushed, he was still alive.

By the Mozi means, we can bring him back to life.

So now he has to run away from the lunatic in front of him.

He is at least a demonic demigod, but in front of the gait, he is weak like a child, instantly killed by seconds.

This is a blow to Mo Kang.

Of course, a bigger blow is not as important as being alive.

All he has to do now is live!

“Let go!! ”

Coughing blood in the mouth of the ink.

His eyes suddenly became sharp and he wanted to break free.

The white-haired square sword swept away the ink with a faint eye.

Boom!

Terrorist ideologies came out of nowhere and impacted upon the inky body.

Mukao felt a terrible thought, and God's awareness seemed to collapse at this moment.

The mouth and nose are all sprayed with blood.

The ink grew like a dead dog, flied backwards and fell far away.

Dying, dying.

Flying away the ink, the white-haired gaze turned and locked on the trembling ink in the distance.

This host has designated someone to kill.

“Dead man...”

The white-haired gait shook his head, and the next moment, his body suddenly burst into a depressed roar, disappearing like a transient motion.

Once again, it was in front of the ink.

“You…”

The ink shrinks, and he thinks the guy in front of him seems like he's changed personally.

Become tougher.

“You can't kill me! ”

The ink growled.

“Do you want to die or not? ”

Three thousand silver hair spread, sword eyes as if to pierce the mind, white hair walking indifferently.

Far away.

The sudden outbreak of movement by the pedestrian square shocked the elderly of the Medium Divine Palace, all angry and drunk.

They were angry and instantly engaged.

As if it had crossed the sky, it was instantly approaching and suddenly approaching the footsteps.

“Sinister! Still trying to do it! My Mozi family is not where you go! ”

This medium god is so cold, the power of a law is stacked and swept, and he represses himself toward the white walker, painfully killing the killer, trying to kill the pedestrian.

The ink marks are already frightened and can't move.

The eyes of the white-haired walker turned slightly.

Pick the corner of your mouth.

Then slapped him on the ground.

Boom boom.

The figure of the white hair walking square, suddenly rotated by 360 degrees.

Just spin around for a week.

The shape of the gait is disappearing, and when it reappears, it is behind the medium god.

A terrible chill instantly overshadowed the medium god, making the latter so cold!

“Damn it! ”

The medium god growled, and his trick fell apart!

White-haired gait clings to the body of the moderate god and smiles cold.

“In my eyes, wait... it's garbage! ”

Word falls.

The medium god's gaze shrank.

Boom!

Next moment.

His head was grabbed by a white-haired stroke and smashed to the ground.

With a loud bang, the ground burst into flames, a huge deep pit was broken, filled with rolling gravel.

Ho!

It's like a white tiger diving down from the dome.

Instantly impacted on the body of a moderate god.

Boom.

The white-haired gait rose, and the moderate god was screaming!

This is the scene in front of the ink, at a moment of unprecedented fear.

He never thought that a demigod in the district could be so terrible.

It's also demigod. Why is the gap so big?

“O wretch! ”

Medium gods are overwhelming, bloody, and angry.

He never thought he'd be beaten like this by a demigod!

White-haired pedestrians are in the air, but the corners of their mouths are flat.

The next moment, hands up, hands like tiger claws, palms of a silver white flame burning.

“The host finally turned on the fire... this thing is a big killer. ”

The white-haired square sword's eyes looked at the silver-white flame somewhat disoriented.

After that.

One of a kind.

A silver flame bursts down like a meteor and instantly strikes the middle god.

With a blast, the hole penetrated its body.

The moderate god was afraid of not even thinking that his flesh would be pierced!

“The power of divine fire, undamaged, is only a fusion of three laws. If three thousand laws are fused into a fire, a spark can turn your medium god into ashes. ”

The white-haired cubic corner of his mouth seemed to be a disdainful statement.

Boom!

Three moderate gods, one dragged by the Third Lady of Lo and the other two attacked the pedestrian formula.

However, one of them was severely injured by a white-haired walking formula, while the other was suddenly awake and made a big killing move.

However, the way the White Tiger walked possessively changed completely.

The White Tiger Lord slaughtered, and the walking formula was filled with brutal killing intentions.

Bum...

It's like a transient shift.

The white-haired gait instantly disappeared.

Strength, speed, combat skills, all at this moment, have increased exponentially and multiply.

The medium god had not even reacted, and his body had been attacked by hundreds of tricks.

After a fierce attack, it was even squeezed around the neck by a gray-haired gait and pressed hard on the ground.

The horrible explosion exploded instantly.

White-haired walking squares burn in the palms of their hands.

The flesh of the moderate god was blown up!

A terrible howl sounded all over the scene, and everyone was already stuck like a wooden chicken.

Battle between the electric flames.

The two moderate gods were bitter and seriously injured...

The medium gods are intelligent, and their souls are able to escape even if their bodies are destroyed.

But in front of the white-haired gait... how can they escape?

The sword's eyes shrunk slightly, seemingly showing a derisive ridicule...

Grasping a silver flame in the hands of a white-haired walker, the flame was one of a kind and suddenly turned into a speckled tiger, pounding over towards the soul of the moderate god.

A bite, accompanied by a terrible scream.

The soul of the moderate god was suddenly destroyed.

Thoroughly devoured by the divine fire of the pedestrian formula, the power of the law also merges six ways. Although some laws have been missed, it is not a loss!

When the medium god was completely plummeted.

Everybody's boiling!

Dead?

He's dead!

An old Mozi medium god, dead?!

Oh, my God!

What happened!!

Everyone felt their hearts shrink as if there were nightmares roaring.

A moderate god is, by the count, the strength of a world, and dying of a moderate god is a minor trauma.

Especially the elderly, the mighty in the middle gods!

This demon demigod is really going against heaven!

Even a young king... I'm afraid I won't be able to do that!

The ink was trembling all over.

Look at the gait in horror.

Elder... dead?!

Killed by that devilish man!

This is a fucking cook? Is there such a vicious cook?

Aren't all the cooks in the kitchen house weak enough to take knives?

No hesitation.

The ink turns and rolls around trying to escape.

He ran wild, trying to escape the killing of the white-haired walker.

The white-haired walking formula retracted the fire and gazed.

The corners of the mouth floated with cynicism.

Step down one foot.

The ground blew up.

It's like a descending tiger, like lightning, suddenly approaching ink marks!

Ink marks are shaking like bran!

At this moment, he really regrets it!

The prince was badly wounded, an elder was maimed, and an elder was wiped out!

Is this the top demon demigod of the Young Prince?!

He's so ridiculous that he wants to devour this gift of existence!

Ink marks climbed, tears streamed down his face, facing death, and he truly felt fear.

Third Lady Luo haunted a moderate goddess, but her heart was shocked.

Crazy!

This is insane!

What a crazy gesture to kill a moderate god?!

She found herself underestimating the pedal.

Even the moderate gods can be slaughtered, then this is the formula... I'm afraid it's the strongest demon demigod under the prince!

Boom!

The ground blew up and blew up continuously.

Ink ran wildly in the direction of the welcome building.

However, how his speed compares to the way he walks with white hair, only momentarily is caught up...

The white-haired walker did not speak, over the palm of his hand, and the fire was haunting him.

The power of the law is flourishing in the fire.

Despite devouring so many laws, the power of the law in the fire is disorderly, and only the thick fragments of the law are floating and spreading.

The fire was empty and suddenly turned into a tiger claw.

The ink is running wild.

And the claw fell out of the sky.

to wipe out the power of the moderate gods.

Once this flaming tiger claw falls, this ink marks... will surely die!

Middle-level gods haunted by the Third Lady of Los Angeles!

Everyone upstairs is also motionless and can only watch the footsteps chase the ink...

The five princes sat on the chair of the welcoming building, playing with the jade beads and watching the ink of the wolves fleeing.

The corner of the mouth revealed a smile.

“Teacher, save the ink. After all, the boy is the nephew of the mother... saving her life is also a favor for the mother. ”

The five princes smiled lightly.

The old man opposite the five princes suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a faint glint in his eyes.

“No need for husbands… this is the Mo family, the strong Mo family will do it. ”

The old man said.

Word falls.

There was a thunderstorm blast on the dome!

A lightning bolt stretched over the sky.

“Sinister! Kill me, Mozilla, and you'll be guilty! Sins are unforgivable! ”

A sound that sounds like it's coming from nine days.

Next moment.

On the dome, the clouds broke open.

Suddenly a finger fell from the sky!

Straight to the gait.

Gray hair raised its head vigorously, silver hair spread, and punched the void.

The white tiger's sword eyes pushed the finger straight into the dome.

Flaming Tiger Claw is a change of direction, with that finger slammed!

Flaming Tiger Claw Crashes!

The whole artificial lake is blown up.

The horrible power of God has swept across the field...

It's like Mount Emerald falling!

The white-haired walking formula stood, and the lake of the artificial lake spilled down like pounds of rain, and the rain wetted his face, making him look more and more demonic.

“High god?! ”