Destroying the Dry Pot and Crazy Sword Pot are Bu Fang's most powerful means of killing.
They all joined the Tiandao will of the pastoral world and the gourmet array [Blast], so the Death Eater was made.
But Bu Fang has never tried to use the Destroying Dry Cauldron and the Crazy Sword Cauldron at the same time, let alone combining them to cast...
The fusion of two dishes is not ordinary dishes mixed and stir-fried.
Moreover, it is necessary to make the air machines in it intertwined with each other, so that it can be stable during the fusion process and will not explode.
Otherwise, upon contact, the Destruction Dry Pot and Crazy Sword Pot will explode, and Bu Fang may be swallowed into ashes in an instant.
The Death Eater was originally an extremely unstable attacking dish.
This time, Bu Fang also made up his mind.
After all, this time in Saint Puppet City, he suffered a big loss, and he didn't want to let this loss go!
Therefore, before leaving, he wants to give Shengpuppet City a deep memory...
Ming puppet ancestor.
That is to say, the strongest of the dark puppet lineage.
The terrifying breath seemed to cause the void to collapse.
This claw of his, with its supreme power, kept rushing forward, as if it was going to smash Bu Fang into pieces in an instant!
Suddenly, Ming Puppet Patriarch frowned.
That palm seemed to be shrouded in golden light, and it grabbed towards Bu Fang's head.
He wanted to smash Bu Fang's head in an instant.
However, when he saw the young man, he looked at him without fear...
Dishes appeared on both palms.
Dry pot in one hand, casserole in the other...
What does this young man who is nothing more than a little sage want to do
Ancestor Ming Puppet had no disturbance in his heart, and looked directly at him lightly.
hum...
Bu Fang's face turned pale in an instant.
There is a dignified color in the eyes.
Both the Destroying Dry Pot and the Crazy Casserole contain a terrifying air mechanism, which is fused together and somewhat repulsive.
And Bu Fang's mental power surged out, covering the casserole and dry pot like threads, constantly erasing the repulsion between the two...
In the eyes of the naked eye, the dry pot of destruction and the crazy casserole are constantly approaching.
In the end, it came together completely.
The aura of the two seems to have turned into a yin and yang fish, constantly circling, making the energy balance each other...
Having achieved this step, Bu Fang already felt that his divine sense was almost exhausted.
"Boy Bufang! What are you doing?!"
Lord Dog finally sensed Bu Fang's anomaly, turned his head and looked over, a trace of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but burst out shouting.
Pluto Erha was also dumbfounded, staring at Bu Fang with a spicy stick in his mouth.
This young man... is he crazy
How can the violent energy in a casserole and griddle be powerful
Blend together and it will explode!
"Stop!"
Pluto Erha finally figured it out, quickly pulled out the spicy sticks, opened his mouth and shouted.
However, it was too late.
A strange air mechanism that they had never seen before merged together.
The air seemed to be boiling.
In the perception of Pluto Erha and Lord Dog, the yin-yang fish seemed to be about to explode...
Brilliant light, projecting heaven and earth!
hum...
"Don't be afraid... it's just to send a big gift to Hell."
Bu Fang's face was pale, with sweat streaming down his forehead, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said lightly.
He gasped violently.
The Destruction Dry Pot and Crazy Sword Pot still use the same gourmet formation, so it is so difficult to integrate them.
If it's different gourmet formations, how difficult would it be to integrate them
But now Bu Fang has no strength to think about those...
The palm of the ancestor Mingpuppet is approaching...
Bu Fang grinned and his eyes flashed.
It slammed on the yin-yang fish.
immediately.
There seemed to be a whistling sound resounding.
The Destroying Dry Pot and Crazy Sword Pot shot out, and smashed towards the Ming Puppet Patriarch!
"A mere little sage, dare to attack the ancestor?"
Ancestor Ming Puppet narrowed his eyes, extremely disdainful...
The yin-yang fish rotated, and the aura in it was somewhat blurred.
Although there is a slight danger of the spread of the air machine.
But it's not enough to turn Little Saint, how can he be a threat to him
Patriarch Ming Puppet pointed his paw at the yin-yang fish and slapped it!
boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
A shocking explosion suddenly resounded!
The sound of the explosion was accompanied by the terrifying flame and sword intent, and the terrifying force of strangulation swallowed up the Ming Puppet Patriarch in an instant!
A huge mushroom cloud suddenly exploded and rushed into the sky!
Billowing smoke continues to fill the air...
At this moment, the entire Holy Puppet City... seems to have lost its voice.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the explosion above the sky.
Only the terrifying roar is constantly sweeping over...
This is Bu Fang's last gift to Shengpuppet City...
Outside the Holy Puppet City, the huge puppet moved.
The huge palm suddenly raised.
Put your hands together.
Wrap that huge explosion in the palm of your hand...
The firelight leaked through the gaps in the palms, but it was weakened a lot.
boom! !
In the midst of the explosion, there was another explosion...
Then, in the palm of the huge Holy Underworld Puppet, there seemed to be broken pieces falling down.
The huge explosion was suppressed abruptly.
hum...
Spread your palms.
On the golden palm.
On the other hand, a red-faced old man stood on it, squinting, staring at the disappearing void, his face as cold as water.
The old man raised his hand, and on his palm, a hole was torn open by the sword energy. The flesh and blood in the hole wriggled, and soon healed up, not even blood flowed down.
The injury was not serious, but the shock in his heart was nothing to add.
"This feeling... Could it be that person's inheritor?!"
"Impossible... that person obviously fell into the starry sky, life and death disappeared, it is impossible for there to be an inheritor!"
"If you are really the inheritor of that person... then you must die! There shouldn't be such a person in this world! Not even one!"
The shock in Patriarch Ming Puppet's heart was far greater than the injury in his palm.
Although this injury was only caused by a first-rank minor sage.
A heartbeat.
Patriarch Ming Puppet's thoughts immediately spread to the surroundings.
The entire Hell seemed to be agitated at this moment.
Listen to the family land.
A sleeping being slowly opened his eyes, as if there was a mysterious torrent flowing in his eyes...
Domineering lineage.
A figure covered in five underworld fires slowly stood up, the blood of the terrifying body roared, and the breath seemed to collapse the void.
The ancestors of all races in Hell seem to have awakened at this moment.
…
hell.
The sky is torn apart.
Three figures walked out of it.
The mouth corners of Lord Dog and Pluto Erha twitched violently.
They turned their heads and took a look. The pale and bloodless Bu Fang felt a little strange.
"Long time no see, Bu Fang is young... His temper is on the rise."
Pluto Erha said with a spicy stick in his mouth.
Lord Dog rolled his eyes.
"Why bother? Although the fusion of his two dishes is powerful, it's far from killing that old guy. At most, it's just breaking the opponent's skin... It's meaningless."
Lord Dog said.
Pluto Erha nodded in approval.
"By the way...wouldn't it be good for us to bring Bu Fang back at this time?"
Pluto Erha said.
"I heard that Xiaonian has entered the finals... It's not easy."
"What's not so good? The people in Hell Prison don't feel at ease at first glance. Do you think that even if Bu Fang won the championship, with the peeing of those old guys in Hell Prison, Bu Fang may be irrigated by the will of Hell Hell. ?”
Master Dog pouted.
"Those old guys just want to take advantage of this competition to show the power of Hell. Once Bu Fang can really kill one or two of the so-called Three Emperors... Hehe, those old guys will definitely let the Great Sage take action."
"They won't allow people outside of Hell to win the first place... Moreover, if Lord Dog is not bad, it seems that Hell is going to start to move again. He has always wanted to promote Mingxu to the big world. Prison... I can't wait."
"Especially... after seeing you kid get the inheritance of the old Tianzang, they will become more and more uneasy. After all, if another Tianzang comes, the Underworld will also be afraid, although... you are far worse than your old man gone."
Lord Dog said.
Pluto Erha rolled his eyes with the spicy strips in his mouth.
This mangy dog has really talked a lot lately.
"What should we do now? It's not easy for Bu Fang to perform that move... Where shall we take him?"
Pluto Erha said.
"Where are you going?"
Master Dog was stunned for a moment, and then the dog raised his mouth, revealing a strange look.
"Go to a good place."
Lord Dog said.
Well
Pluto Erha was taken aback.
The next moment, Lord Dog carried the figures of the three across the void and shot towards the distance.
that direction...
It is the source of Huangquan River.
"Damn it! You mangy dog, you want me to fight that old man Huang Quan, right? You are in troubled waters?! You know that the old man wants to beat me up when he sees me!"
Above the sky, the shout of Pluto Erha soon resounded.
…
World War I ended.
The sudden battle of the Great Saint was beyond everyone's expectations.
The little cook in the fairy kitchen world disappeared and was taken away by the Great Sage.
What about tomorrow's game
Does this mean that the team of Immortal Kitchen Realm surrendered automatically
Many people looked at each other in blank dismay.
But the people in Hell are ecstatic.
The team in the Immortal Kitchen Realm surrendered, which means that tomorrow's team competition champion will be their lineage from Hell.
Hell is really invincible!
However, many people in hell are also clear.
The reason why Bu Fang left was because they were forced by the powerhouses in Hell...
They felt rather awkward.
However, this feeling soon disappeared.
Even if the cook wasn't forced to leave, wouldn't he still want to win against the powerhouses in the first echelon of Hell
I'm afraid the dream has not woken up yet!
And the second day.
The finals officially started, and each small world began to broadcast the game.
However, it was told that the Immortal Kitchen Team had abstained.
Both the Immortal Cooking World team competition and the individual competition places are cancelled.
This suddenly caused dissatisfaction from all walks of life.
They placed countless expectations on this dark horse in the fairy kitchen world, but they ended up with such a result.
Many people think that there is a shady scene in Hell!
But... they couldn't prove it.
After all, the Heavenly Dao Competition in Mingxu turned into a civil war in Hell.
In the individual competition, almost all of them are competitions of the underworld powerhouses.
The younger generation of the Three Sovereigns finally made their move, occupying the top three respectively...
The younger generation in Hell Prison are still trembling under the coercion of the Three Emperors.
And with the end of the individual finals of the Underworld Heavenly Dao Tournament, Hell Prison also dispatched envoys from various parties to various small worlds...
A joint operation planned by Hell for a long time is finally about to begin.
…
hell.
Huangquan Valley.
Pluto Erha, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, sat on a boulder sadly while holding a spicy stick in his mouth.
He touched his nose from time to time, and there was bright red blood escaping from his nose.
There were tears in his eyes, it was because of being cheated.
In Huangquan Valley.
Bu Fang was sitting cross-legged in the valley for a long time, and for three consecutive days, he managed to restore his mental strength...
fourth day.
Bu Fang opened his eyes, and his divine sense immediately spread.
In the valley, he touched three powerful divine thoughts.
Undoubtedly, these three divine senses belong to Lord Dog, Great Sage of the Underworld, and Erha, the king of the underworld.
The Great Sage of Huang Quan held the grass and squinted at Bu Fang.
Seeing Bu Fang come to life, he immediately approached with kindness.
"Little guy, have you recovered your mental strength? You said you would find me to make wine after returning from Hell... Now it's time to fulfill your promise? I have prepared all the grass for you..."