The crescent dumpling wobbled and exploded in front of Xiaosheng.
The colorful brilliance dissipated, and the rich fragrance immediately diffused, covering the body of the little saint, making his whole body enveloped in it.
The colorful brilliance flickered, and finally turned into a dazzling white brilliance, dazzling and eye-catching.
The bright light made the little saint look dazed.
Blindfolded
At their level, this kid actually used despicable tricks? !
shameless!
With a roar, the little sage immediately scattered the white light and galloped out.
A series of chains stretched across the dark sky, and there was a burst of clattering.
The void seemed to be trembling, and a burst of ripples spread continuously, galloping towards Bu Fang, as if to completely obliterate Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's figure was suspended.
The basalt cauldron continued to expand, turning into a cloud that covered the sky.
His face was serious, although his expression was always serious, but this time it was particularly serious.
Fengshen Dumpling depicts the gourmet formation [imprisonment], which can imprison the enemy.
But the stronger the enemy's strength, the weaker the effect of imprisonment.
Dealing with half saints can imprison a dozen breaths.
A dozen or so breaths are enough for Bu Fang to torture the Half-Saint again.
But for Xiaosheng, the effect of confinement is to weaken to only three breaths.
Three breaths, whether it is long or not, whether it is short or not.
Therefore, Bu Fang must hurry up and race against time.
Otherwise, once the little saint came back to his senses, it would be difficult for Bu Fang to deal with him.
so…
Bu Fang was holding the Black Tortoise pot, and he smashed it down.
"A mere nine-star true god realm, dare to fight against the little saint... I'm afraid you don't know how the word death is written!"
The little saint sneered, his voice resounding through the void.
The brilliance of the colorful crescent moon dumplings was completely torn, and rushed out.
far away.
Lord Ditai sneered, crossing his arms across his chest. If it was before, he would still be worried about Bu Fang, but now...
He wasn't worried that Bu Fang would be wiped out by this little saint.
You know, when you are in the beginning, you can kill a little saint with a dry pot.
Even he couldn't figure out Bu Fang's cards.
So he wasn't worried about Bu Fang at all.
This little cook... is an existence like an evildoer!
So, he crossed his chest to watch the fun.
Maybe it's okay to wait... To add insult to injury.
boom! !
The chains rattled.
next moment.
The little sage's eyes suddenly froze, and his mind suddenly froze.
Because he found that his body suddenly couldn't move, as if he was imprisoned by an invisible force.
All the defensive abilities circulating on the surface of the body disappeared.
The energy in the body is surging, and the blood is rolling.
A powerhouse at the Xiaosheng level, with blood enough to soar to the sky.
But…
No matter how surging his qi and blood were, he couldn't break free from this imprisonment.
What exactly is this means
Is it because of that dumpling
Little Sheng's heart moved, and he immediately thought of the key point.
From the dumplings just now, he felt a strange fluctuation, which belonged to the will of heaven.
That's right!
That dumpling contained the will of heaven, so it was able to seal his body like this!
Able to imbue the will of heaven into the ingredients...
This method... He has seen it before!
As Xiaosheng of the lineage of the underworld chef, although he is not a Lin chef, he is fortunate to have seen the dishes cooked by the lineage of the underworld chef.
that kind of dishes...
It also contains the will of heaven!
The will of heaven is extremely mysterious, and the holy realm is a process of comprehending the will of heaven.
How can this little cook in front of him, who is only in the Nine-Star True God Realm, feel the will of heaven? !
Incredible!
Hula! !
suddenly.
The little saint narrowed his gaze.
The heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand.
The next moment, his eyeballs widened.
It is to see that everything in front of him has become dark.
A huge black cauldron was magnified in his eyes... magnified...
On the black pot... mysterious lines are drawn on it, containing terrifying energy fluctuations.
"I… "
Xiaosheng couldn't move, feeling depressed for a while.
One breath, two breaths...
Before the time for the three breaths was up, a scapegoat was slammed down hard on his face.
His entire face was smashed and distorted.
The sound of bones crumbling resounded.
Xiaosheng's hard bones and radiant skin were instantly deformed by a pot.
A crackling sound resounded through the void.
The black cauldron crushed down with unparalleled power.
Xiaosheng felt a sense of terror.
It felt like a real death.
Xiaosheng has not sensed death for many years, this feeling makes him suffocate.
"roll!!!"
suddenly.
Xiaosheng felt that the confinement that sealed his body disappeared, and his blood gushed out immediately.
His complexion suddenly changed.
The chain was able to move, and when it hit the black pot, the clang resounded.
A deafening sound spread out like ripples, collapsing into the void.
boom! !
The little saint didn't hesitate, his body galloped out like a cannonball, and flew upside down, his face was covered in blood and his expression was ferocious.
in the void.
The basalt pot rapidly became smaller, and was finally caught by Bu Fang.
Bu Fang sighed lightly.
He still didn't calculate the interval between the three breaths.
It's still not proficient to smash this little saint to death without a pot.
Lord Ditai took a deep breath.
He was already very optimistic about Bu Fang, but he never expected...
Bu Fang actually forced a little saint back without using the cauldron of destruction. How did he do it? !
It seemed that at that moment, Xiaosheng's body froze for a moment, what kind of method was that
far away.
The powerhouses who watched from a distance also gasped.
Nine-Star True God Realm... almost killed a little saint? !
Are there such monsters in the world
The gap between the Nine Star True God Realm and the Holy Realm is like the gap between heaven and earth.
After all, the difference between the two is the understanding of the will of heaven.
fear!
Xiaosheng flew out backwards, and the chains were broken one by one.
The howling sound resounded through the void.
The little saint's face was covered in blood, half of his head was smashed by Bu Fang and collapsed.
Terrible...
"Damn! Damn!!"
The little sage's eyes were about to burst, and he was covering the collapsed half of his head, roaring continuously, and a terrifying murderous aura radiated from his body.
Lord Ditai narrowed his eyes.
Taking advantage of this moment, make an instant move.
The golden armor bloomed with brilliance, and the figure forced out in an instant, and forced to kill the little saint.
"You are the one to die!!"
Lord Ditai said coldly, his words were full of terrifying murderous intent.
The golden blade glow burst out, and chopped towards Xiaosheng's head.
As if to cut it in half with a single knife.
"Thinking to kill me! Just because of you, who is behind in the world of fairy chefs... half-baked little saint?!"
Half of the little sage's head collapsed, blood flowed horizontally, and he burst out screaming.
Xiaosheng's vitality is very strong, and he won't die if his head is smashed in half.
However, the vitality of the great saint is stronger, and the flesh and blood are full of vitality. Even if they are completely wiped out, as long as there is a drop of blood, they can be reborn.
Of course, such a great saint is also invincible in the great holy realm!
Bu Fang stepped on the skin that was blooming with golden light, and his figure shot out.
Suddenly came not far from the little saint.
"I'm here to help you."
Bu Fang said lightly.
Turn your hands over.
Xiao Pi turned into a golden thunder, dragging Bu Fang's body towards him in an instant.
Suddenly arrived in front of the little saint.
It was less than one meter away from the little saint's face.
The little saint stared wide-eyed, looking straight at Bu Fang, with killing intent surging!
"you wanna die!!"
"court death?"
Bu's face was indifferent and expressionless.
Then, he raised his hand.
In that palm, there is a colorful crescent dumpling floating.
Seeing this dumpling, Xiaosheng's heart trembled suddenly.
Nima... still come? !
Can you stop being so disgusting? !
boom!
The colorful crescent moon dumplings were crushed and exploded suddenly.
The colorful brilliance erupted again, covering the little saint together.
The little saint's original tyrannical aura stagnated.
A look of lovelessness.
It is impossible to eat dumplings in this life! It will be impossible in the next life...
The master of Ditai has bright eyes, is this a new gourmet weapon? !
Kid Bufang has researched something new? !
It looks like it's awesome.
Tear it!
Ditai's master's hands continued unabated.
The thunder shot down, suddenly cutting the little saint's figure in half.
that light feeling...
The Lord Ditai almost thought that he was beheading a nine-star true god, this defense...is it too fragile? !
That little saint was aggrieved.
Both times, he was imprisoned when he was about to exert his strength.
And once imprisoned, the defense will be weakened by at least 70%.
It was obviously a meat tank, but the moment the enemy's attack arrived, it turned into a bloody crispy skin.
That kind of desperation...you can only know it if you experience it yourself.
boom! !
Xiaosheng fell, and a terrifying explosion resounded!
The energy contained in the little saint was extremely powerful, and it dissipated, as if turning into a huge ripple.
Bu Fang's face turned slightly pale.
After using three Fengshen Dumplings in a row, he felt that his mental strength seemed to be a little too weak.
Although his mental strength has reached the semi-holy realm, it is still not strong enough.
Although Fengshen Dumpling is not as terrible as destroying the dry pot.
But the consumption is also huge, after the three Conferred God Dumplings, the mental power is almost exhausted.
The underworld chefs who participated in the siege died and ran, and some of them were swallowed by the turbulence of the void, and they were also shrouded in despair.
The whole army collapsed.
This ambush and siege completely collapsed.
Everyone gasped.
With the posture of four people, they defeated the ambush of the army led by a little sage from the lineage of the nine-turn underworld chef.
Even the little saint who led the team... was beheaded!
This... is really scary!
When did the strong in the fairy chef world become so strong? !
The sheep is taking a deep breath.
His face was serious.
"My... my lord, are we still going?"
The subordinate gasped, and said tremblingly.
The powerhouses of the Nine-Turn Underworld Kitchen lineage are not weaker than their team.
"Wait... The Shadow Demon's people are attacking! The young man's complexion is not right, it should be due to the lack of mental power... How can there be no price for dealing with Xiaosheng!"
Yang Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and said.
If there is no such thing as the youth's endless tricks...
These four people in the fairy chef world are not to be feared at all.
"When the Shadow Demon Squad completely disperses the four Immortal Cooks, we will make a thunderous move to capture them alive... No! We only need to capture that young man alive... That young man is what the Great Sage needs!"
Yang Zheng made an analysis in an instant, said.
The subordinates hurriedly corrected.
suddenly.
Yang Zheng was stunned, and his subordinates subconsciously looked into the distance.
Pupil constriction.
The scene in the distance made all of them turn pale, with only numb skin left in their mouths...
Bu Fang's face was pale and weak.
This scene gave the shadow demon lineage strong who had been watching from afar a chance.
The warship roared and came across the void in an instant, crushing the void.
In front of the battleship, stood a little holy man, his eyes bursting out with brilliance.
"Do you still have the ability to resist? Let's get caught..."
A deafening sound resounded.
Echoes throughout the void.
"Master Shadow Fang expected that Er and others would definitely come, and ordered us to ambush here... You defeated the Underworld Kitchen team and tried your best, what other means are there to deal with us?"
The little saint of the shadow demon lineage said seriously.
These words are not only for Bu Fang and others, but also for Yang Zheng, who is watching from a distance and intends to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.
They knew that the sheep was about to catch the fisherman, but they would definitely scare off the other party by using the name of Mr. Shadow Fang.
Yangzheng is indeed a little afraid.
Ditai World Master's complexion changed.
City Lord Mengqi's face was also pale and bloodless, and they felt a burst of despair at this moment.
"Let's run away..." Ditai Lord said helplessly.
He already felt a little tired. Facing a small team in Quansheng, he had more energy than energy.
Moreover, he looked at Bu Fang with an extremely ugly expression, obviously reaching his limit.
"escape?"
Bu Fang frowned and glanced at World Master Ditai.
"Here, where can I escape to?"
Bu Fang asked back.
Ditai World Lord is stuck...
If you escape at this moment, you can only become someone else's pocket.
Lord Ditai smiled wryly, he was indeed too naive.
Is it going to end like this
I'm really unwilling to lead the world of fairy chefs to glory yet...
"Forget it, there is really no way..."
Bu Fang sighed.
A heartbeat.
Glancing at the huge warship moving sideways, he curled his lips.
Then, a teapot was taken out.
Picking up the teapot, he poured Jiuzhuan Tiandao tea into his mouth.
Strong aroma tea, splashing in the mouth...
Gulu Gulu, the throat rolled.
At this moment, Bu Fang suddenly felt a sense of joy.
Before all enemies, drink tea freely, face no fear, one enemy ten thousand!
Maybe this is... the feeling of being pretentious!
Take a sip of strong tea.
flushed.
The spiritual sea suddenly churned up and turned into a stormy sea!
Mental power swept through.
Dragon chant!
Tiger roar!
Crow!
Turtle Roar!
The sound shook the sky, and the sense of spirit exploded!
A silver brilliance bloomed in the palm of his hand.
An extremely bright cauldron of destruction was suspended in Bu Fang's hands.
Teapot in one hand, dry pan in the other...
Facing the oppressive shadow demon warship...
At this moment, Bu Fang is full of energy!
Ditai World Lord was extremely excited, and laughed up to the sky.
Xiaoyou's dark eyes stared at Bu Fang, shining brightly.
Meng Qi's eyes were also bright and full of energy.
In the distance, warships crushed and rushed towards them.
"die!"
In the battleship, there was a cold and merciless voice, like the voice of the god of death who sentenced death.
The sparrow feather robe is red, the flame wings are flickering, and the fire feathers are flying.
Bu Fang flicked his fingers.
The silver light suddenly turned into silver light, dragging a tail like a meteor, galloping towards the towering and huge warship.
Like an ant... hit an elephant!