In the boundless starry sky, there is a red island floating.
The island is huge, in the shape of an inverted awl. The sharp corners of the awl hang down continuously like stalactites. It looks like a sharp long sword, trying to tear a corner in the void.
The red island fluttered continuously in the void, presenting a regular arc.
On the island, there is a huge canyon that seems to be cut by a knife. The canyon is steep and steep, and it is called the abyss.
The history of the abyss is very long, but the ending is very tragic. After being invaded by the underworld, resources were completely plundered, and countless abyss demons were obliterated.
In today's abyss, the majority of them are hybrids of abyssal demons.
As for pure-blooded abyssal demons, they are already rare.
above the huge island.
Warships came galloping from all directions and hovered above it.
With the sound of dragon chant, the abyss pterosaur flapped its wings clumsily, galloped slowly, and landed on it.
Not far from the abyss, on the surface of the island, there are many warships and abyss pterosaurs moored.
The warship represents the powerhouse in Hell, and the abyss pterosaur may be a powerhouse who travels to and from the treasure hunt, or a businessman who comes to the abyss to trade.
Inside a tall and chilly warship.
The cabin door opened.
Raise layers of red dust on the surface of the island.
From there, a group of people walked out slowly.
Ying Ya and Liu Ya walked out of it unhurriedly, Ying Ya had a gentle face and a smile on his face.
But Liu Fang is extremely indifferent.
"The abyss has finally arrived..."
Shadow tooth said with a smile.
"The Lin Kitchen Banquet is already waiting for us, but can those people from the Immortal Kitchen Realm arrive?" A man stepped out of the warship, wearing a pitch-black chef's robe, and smiled faintly.
This man was the one who had a cup with Ying Ya on the warship.
"It doesn't matter if you come, so it doesn't matter if you don't come... Anyway, when I sent out the invitation, I didn't think they could go to the abyss. After all... so many great gifts are waiting for them." Ying Ya said with a smile.
The wind blew in and rolled up the red sand, causing Shadow Fang's gray hair to flutter continuously.
The man smiled slightly and shook his head.
"You don't understand, although you have learned a lot of culinary skills from my lineage of the underworld chef, but you don't understand the significance of the fairy chef world to the underworld chef lineage, if I can really defeat the fairy chefs in the fairy chef world Cooking is very good for my future growth, so I hope they can come."
"Pretentious, since you hope they will come, you still send people to intercept and kill them..." The corners of Ying Ya's mouth twitched, and the smile became a little chilly.
"Thinking is one thing, doing is another..."
The man chuckled, striding forward towards the boundless abyss.
Ying Ya stared at the latter for a moment, exhaled lightly, and finally followed.
Although he is not from the lineage of the underworld chef, if he can obtain the inheritance of the god chef, it will be of great help to him in the future.
Now he is the leader of the younger generation, but...if he gets the inheritance of the chef.
In the future, he may become the leader of Hell.
This is a different concept.
As long as there is ambition, the future will always be very different.
This time Lin Chu Banquet, the only ones who really threatened him... were a few evildoers from the lineage of the Nine-Revolution Underworld Kitchen.
As for the people in the fairy chef world...
It may have been bombarded and turned into scum by now.
…
It was indeed bombarded and turned into scum.
But it wasn't Bu Fang and the others who were blasted to pieces, but the Shadow Demon warship in the distance.
Bu Fang's crimson sparrow feather robe was tumbling and making hunting sounds.
The flame wings behind him were swinging, and the fire feathers were flying.
With a flick of the fingers, a silver streamer galloped towards the warship in the distance like a meteor falling.
The meteor looks very small, compared to the majestic warship, it is like a speck of dust.
However, in the course of the speeding process, the dust caused a huge disturbance, which made the eyes of a group of people on the battleship freeze.
Yang Zheng never imagined that Bu Fang would still have tricks. How many cards does that young man have
Always when he thought he was at the end of his rope, he would draw out the unimaginably terrible hole cards.
It was crescent moon dumplings before, and now... another huge dry pot.
Compared with crescent moon dumplings, the terrifying fluctuations contained in this dry pot are even more frightening.
With a tear, the sky seemed to be torn apart.
The dry pot is constantly rotating, and a strong fragrance spreads from it.
There is a silvery lotus flower with white flames burning underneath, and hot air is constantly lingering in the pot, entangled with immortal energy.
When people smell it, they feel a difference.
The void crushed by the warships of the Shadow Demon lineage brought terrifying pressure.
Constantly approaching Bu Fang and others.
At the front of the battleship stood a little saint of the shadow demon lineage.
This little saint's eyes were fixed, and he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
You know, just now... he watched a little saint being beaten to death by that young man.
That's the Little Saint, the Little Saint of the Nine-Turn Underworld Kitchen lineage!
The ranking of the Nine-turn Underworld Kitchen lineage among the nine clans of Hell is still ahead of the Shadow Demon lineage, and the opponent's Little Saint will definitely not be weaker than himself.
But…
That kind of little sage who was cultivated was killed to death.
This is the scariest thing.
Therefore, the little saint of the shadow demon lineage did not dare to be careless.
"Warship attack... Bomb and kill them!"
Looking at the silver griddle that was galloping towards him, Xiaosheng tensed up physically and mentally, and let out a loud shout.
Suddenly, the sound resounded in the void.
Make the void tremble.
Words fell.
On the battleship, deep holes suddenly opened one after another.
In the mouth of the hole, there is a terrifying energy gathering.
A series of white rays of light converged on the battleship, and finally shot out.
The speed is extremely fast, as if turning into rainbows in the boundless void, they are crushing towards the dry pot of destruction, trying to completely erase the dry pot of destruction.
But they may not know the power of destroying the dry pot.
I don't quite understand the principle of destroying the dry pot.
Bu Fang's eyes froze when he saw the surging energy bursting out on the destruction pot.
Then let Xiaoyou open the Nether Ship, and a group of people landed on it, causing Xiaoyou to flee away in an instant.
Destroying the dry pot itself is extremely violent, and now it has incorporated so much energy to detonate it...
The resulting wave of destruction...
Enough to annihilate everything.
Up to now, the power of destroying the dry pot is no longer within Bu Fang's controllable range.
It was mainly due to the influx of energy in the warship that the energy in the dry pot reached a critical point of destruction.
boom! ! !
There was a loud noise.
The explosion resounded loudly.
In the void, the rotating cauldron of destruction suddenly burst into bright brilliance. The white light rose like a scorching sun. It was bright and dazzling, and the brilliance burst out, illuminating the entire void like daytime.
Everyone on the Shadow Fiend battleship was stunned, but the little saint stared blankly at the bright white light at the front of the battleship.
That kind of brilliance, he had never seen before.
Rumble! !
The light was dazzling, and after a long time, a deafening roar resounded in the ears.
It was as if his eardrums were shattered, and his mind trembled.
The little saint on the shadow demon battleship was in a trance for a while, and the next moment, his eyes widened, and he saw clearly the appearance of the ruined pot in the distance.
The dry pan is spinning.
Constantly zooming in, a bright white lotus covered the sky and began to expand crazily.
Under the white lotus, there is boiling energy, swallowing some, and the turbulent flow of the void will be destroyed if it gets close.
What a terrifying force this is.
The strong men of the shadow demon lineage on the battleship stared blankly.
The next moment, it was as if a basin of ice water poured down from the top of the head, icy cold to the bone.
His whole body trembled, full of fear.
escape! ! !
The dry pot of destruction devours everything and comes crushing towards the warship. They have no choice but to escape, and if they don't escape, they just wait to be completely swallowed like a warship! !
That lotus, as if born out of destruction, makes people despair.
A series of figures sprang out from the warship at high speed.
Just like the team of the nine-turn underworld chef that was defeated before.
There was a big battle before, but this time... it was more direct, a dry pot, and scared off a small team.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The cauldron of destruction collided with the warship, swallowing the latter in an instant.
The explosion resounded loudly.
The dry cauldron of destruction boiled to the extreme, finally bursting out with infinite energy.
The fire light diffused in the void and rose into the sky.
Accompanied by the deafening sound that seemed to destroy the world, the void seemed to be shattered by the impact.
A huge violent mushroom cloud rushed up.
The terrifying aftermath spread like ripples...
There was a sudden tumbling.
The strong men of the shadow demon lineage who were slow to escape were swept away by the aftermath, and their bodies exploded one after another, turning into balls of flames, accompanied by howling.
That little sage was frantically walking in the void, trying to avoid the aftermath of the ruined cauldron.
But he was shocked to find that he couldn't escape.
Ripples hit and swept his body.
The little saint turned around and let out an angry roar.
Raised the palm, shaking the destruction ripple.
With a bang, the whole body seemed to explode, and blood spattered.
His eyes were terrified, and blood seeped out of the pores all over his body. In just a moment, he turned into a blood man.
This explosion is terrible!
The ghost ship galloped out at high speed.
Lord Ditai, who was standing on the board, also took a deep breath.
What kind of power is this? !
Kid Bu Fang's Dry Pot of Destruction seems to be stronger than before.
"This is their death... The violent energy beam on the warship hits and destroys the dry pot, causing the double explosion of the dry pot... Compared with before, it is at least twice the energy burst... It is enough to kill even the scum of a little saint." Not left."
Bu Fang stood pale on the battleship and said.
When he said a word, he poured a sip of tea into his mouth.
It takes too much mental power to activate the violent energy in the dry pot.
The greater the power, the greater the price to pay.
If it wasn't for the Nine Ranks of Heavenly Dao Tea, Bu Fang might have collapsed already.
Rumble!
Ripples came in bursts, impacting on the Nether Ship, causing the Nether Ship to shake continuously.
However, under the control of Xiaoyou, the Nether Boat galloped steadily towards the distance.
Sheep is staring blankly.
Not only Yang Zheng, but a group of his subordinates were also terrified.
one move.
Just one move...
The elite squad of the Shadow Demon lineage, the squad warship led by a little saint, was completely destroyed, almost equivalent to annihilation of the entire army.
The warship collapsed, and the little saint escaped covered in blood...
The few people in the fairy chef world escaped another catastrophe.
Looking at the surging and tumbling mushroom cloud, the power that pierced the sky and the earth made him feel cold all over his body.
Yang Zheng understood that even if he faced the mushroom cloud, he could only be killed instantly.
That kind of powerful attack can only be resisted by an existence at least equivalent to the level of a third-rank little saint!
"Wait! Where's the group of people in the Immortal Cooking World?!"
Suddenly, Yang Zheng recovered from the horror, his eyes fixed, and he burst into laughter.
His subordinates also looked inexplicable and surprised.
A group of people from the fairy kitchen world disappeared.
"Search for me!! It is absolutely impossible for them to use such a powerful method a second time. This time, they are really at the end of their rope!"
Sheep is bursting to drink.
The subordinates glanced at Yangzheng, and replied with some embarrassment: "My lord, that's what you said before..."
Yang Zheng froze and glared at his subordinates angrily.
Those subordinates dare not say anything.
Ho ho ho! !
The roar of the dragon resounded.
Immediately, they galloped out on the tiger pterosaur, and chased them into the distance.
far away...
They saw a pitch-black ghost ship.
"found it!"
The sheep are flickering.
On the ghost ship.
Xiaoyou frowned suddenly, walked to the stern, and looked into the distance.
There, the dense roar of dragons and tigers resounded.
Unexpectedly, there are still hell pursuers chasing and killing them.
The Lord Ditai's face is extremely ugly...
One wave, two waves, three waves...
Hell is too much... almost enough.
The attack and killing of three waves of people is to punish him to death.
Why don't you just participate in a Lin kitchen banquet
Bu Fang drank the Jiuzhuan Tiandao tea to recover his mental strength, and his eyes were also fixed when he saw the strong men in the underworld riding on the back of the tiger pterosaurs who were galloping and approaching.
On the back of the headed tiger pterosaur.
Yang Zheng's eyes are shining brightly.
With a long howl, a ferocious sheep's head seemed to appear behind him.
The terrifying fluctuations are about to vent towards the Nether Ship.
Bu Fang exhaled lightly.
"It seems that there is no other way... I can only use that trick."
Bu Fang Road.
Xiaoyou and the others were taken aback, did Bu Fang still have a hole card
Under everyone's curious eyes, Bu Fang took out a silver cauldron of destruction with his backhand.
Standing expressionlessly on the board of the boat, facing the sheep, he raised the cauldron of destruction in his hand.
A faint voice resounded through the void.
"Guess if I can still fry this dry pot..."
Huyoubu, already online.