I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.
The Great Sage of Huang Quan was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked at Bu Fang. The unbelievable look in his eyes was like a thunderbolt piercing the sky.
Bu Fang was also in a daze, opened his mouth slightly, wanted to say something, but didn't say it.
The Great Sage of Huang Quan raised the cake in his hand and took a look. The cake was extremely round, with two half-cut spiritual fruits inlaid on the golden surface of the cake.
But...he hasn't eaten the pie yet.
The Great Sage of Huang Quan had a bad premonition in his heart.
He opened his mouth, and he couldn't help but a cloud of hot air surged up in his chest, then gathered in his mouth, and finally gushed out.
It turned into a crimson fireball in the air, and the fireball exploded like gorgeous fireworks.
The beauty is too beautiful, the skill is 100%...
Of course, it's useless.
this…
"Why hasn't your ability disappeared?"
Bu Fang was also slightly surprised, looked at the Great Sage of Huang Quan, and asked in doubt.
"Half an hour has passed. Under normal circumstances, the ability should have disappeared... Could it be that your ability is too weak, so you prolong the disappearance time?" Bu Fang thought for a while and said.
Huang Quan Da Sheng's face is now as black as the bottom of a pot.
Bu Fang's words gave him a little hope. If it is really what Bu Fang said, that would be good.
Otherwise, he would be a majestic sage of the underworld, a sage of nine ranks, and when he was fighting with others, he would spray a fireball first.
That scene will be extremely embarrassing.
It's like a juggler on the street, grabbing a wooden stick, spraying it upwards, and immediately the fireball on the wooden stick explodes...
He is the supreme sage of the underworld in hell, not a juggler on the street!
Another half hour passed.
The Great Sage of Huang Quan sat on the chair, his face was very dark.
With Bu Fang on the side, the pancakes are very popular.
Many people were very happy when Hua Mingjing bought the cake.
Although there are a lot of 150,000 Mingjing, those who can come to buy cakes are basically Xiaosheng-level powerhouses. It is really not difficult to get 150,000 Mingjing.
Some little saints even ate the cake extravagantly, to feel the efficacy of the cake.
boom!
As the little sage who wanted to verify the efficacy of the cake ate the cake, a ray of good luck from the cake poured into his body.
The little saint's eyes lit up immediately.
The next moment, two pairs of pure white wings appeared from behind.
The wings flapped, and the speed suddenly turned into a stream of light piercing the sky...
The cultivation base is also constantly rising, although the increase is not much, but it makes the little saint excited and ecstatic.
It seems that his luck is really good.
Also, this good fortune cake can really make people have good fortune.
With good luck, he might be able to become a great sage and counterattack Hell, as Boss Bu said.
At that time, maybe it will really be the time to become famous all over the world.
The great sage of Huangquan glanced at the ecstatic little sage, and immediately let out a muffled snort.
The sound exploded like thunder.
It exploded next to the little saint's ear, making the little saint stunned.
"Get out! Don't be shy in front of me, or I'll stab you to death with one finger!"
The Great Sage of Huang Quan threatened with a black face.
That little saint quickly flapped the wings on his back and left the shop.
Bu Fang looked over curiously.
Huang Quan's nostrils widened, he glanced at Bu Fang, and then opened his mouth...
boom…
Another group of gorgeous fireballs gushed out and exploded in the air, like gorgeous flowers.
Seeing the fireball appear, the Great Sage Huang Quan almost went dark.
over...
His fame as the Great Sage of the Underworld was ruined on a piece of cake.
"It's really a permanent ability... You... You are the legendary Chosen One!"
Bu Fang opened his eyes wide, looked at Huang Quan Da Sheng and said.
He was really surprised. The system said how difficult it would be to obtain permanent abilities from fortune pies. The odds were almost one in ten thousand.
But what
The Great Sage of Huangquan actually gained permanent power on the second piece of cake.
Although this ability is a bit tasteless, but... who cares
This luck is simply against the sky!
Bu Fang's astonished gaze made the Great Sage Huang Quan wish to slap him to death.
He is also a little confused now, whether he is lucky or not...
Glancing at the last piece of cake in his hand, the Great Sage Huang Quan also hesitated.
As the only Chosen One who gained permanent power by eating cakes, he should be confident in his luck.
but…
After thinking about it, Huang Quan Da Sheng still gave up eating the last piece.
Who knows, if another permanent water spraying skill is activated, then he really can only hide in a corner and cry silently.
Bu Fang entered the kitchen.
After a while, he came out again.
Once again, he took out a basket of good luck cakes.
And those diners who bought cakes left the restaurant one after another, everyone was extremely excited.
The news of the fortune cakes in the small shop restaurant quickly spread throughout hell.
Good luck cakes can make the cake eaters get unimaginable good fortune. As long as you are lucky, you can even temporarily achieve the great holy land from the small holy land.
As long as you have confidence in yourself, a piece of pie can make you reach the pinnacle of life.
There is also a one in ten thousand chance of obtaining permanent abilities.
Just like the great sage of the underworld, he has the ability to breathe fire permanently.
The news spread, and within a day, it spread throughout hell.
Everyone was a little confused when they heard the news.
Creation cake
What is that
Relying on luck to get good fortune
Is there such a cake? Eating a piece of cake is like drawing a lottery...
Many people were originally skeptical.
However, when a diner took out a piece of cake in front of many strong people, he took a bite of it happily, and after swallowing it with a click.
That little sage immediately turned into a gigantic giant more than five meters high, and the energy lingering from his body was extremely powerful.
The original strength of the seventh-rank little sage also reached the ninth-rank little sage in an instant.
This stunned everyone.
Being able to continuously improve the strength of the second rank is much better than that top-quality Huangquan Naihe wine.
Of course, after half an hour, the little saint returned to his original state, but the aura on his body did not fluctuate or collapse at all.
This made everyone boil again.
This is an augmentation method without any side effects. If everyone has a piece of cake and faces the strong man in Hell, during a battle, bite off a piece of cake and gain powerful abilities, which can definitely catch the enemy by surprise!
As the propaganda slogan of the cake buying boss said, if you eat cakes and become a great sage, won't you be famous in history
In this era, leave a strong stroke.
Everyone has a great sage dream, for this dream, they are willing to rush forward!
Just for that chance, that chance.
So, when the news broke, all hell boiled over.
The clansmen of the aristocratic family, all gearing up, rushed towards the Huangquan shop as if they were flying one after another.
This time, it was even more popular than the sale of the top grade Huangquan Naihe wine.
In front of the small shop, there was a crowd of people for a while, and it was like a bustle.
Bu Fang came out of the kitchen basket after basket, and brought out the good luck cakes.
Selling cakes is a joy.
If it weren't for the limit of three yuan per person per day, the roof of Huangquan's small shop might be lifted.
Those diners are really crazy.
Prison Master Jinjiaoyinjiao also rushed over like flying.
Pluto Erha, Prison Master Yinglong and Lord Dog don't know where they went.
Hell is eyeing it, but it has not launched an attack for the time being, and it may be waiting for an opportunity.
So the remaining prison masters all rushed over when they heard about Bu Fang's fortune cake. If this cake is really so magical, it will definitely become a powerful weapon for hell to fight against Hell!
Of course, such a sensational news in hell cannot be concealed from Hell.
The people in Hell also learned the news.
But most people scoffed.
"Fortune cake? A piece of cake can surpass the fortune of heaven and earth? It's ridiculous..."
"Hell, this is to relieve the pressure brought by our Hell army, so we are sending out such nonsensical messages, so as to deter our soldiers."
"The people in hell are indeed idiots, and they deserve to be trampled by my hell in the near future."
…
The powerhouses of Hell are all breathed into the sky, standing above the sky.
The army of Hell began to gather.
The armies that conquered the small worlds around them all returned, gathering in the void.
The army of the fire demon lineage, the army of the shadow demon lineage, the army of the dark chef lineage...
After conquering the surrounding small worlds, the armies of the nine races gathered in the center one after another.
The terrifying breath seemed to turn into a monstrous monster, trying to break through the sky and the sky.
The horn of war sounded, and the sound tore through the sky was deafening.
Under the sound of the trumpet, every strong man in Hell roared to the sky with his blood boiling.
Warships straddle the sky, and every warship has a large army assembled on its board, and there are top Nine Rank Little Sage level powerhouses sitting in command.
The warship passed by, and the oppressive void made the sound of being overwhelmed.
Brings a heavy and depressing breath.
On the sky, a stream of light flew past.
Instantly suspended in the void.
A long silver sword was flying, and on the sword was an old man in gray robe standing with his hands behind his back. It was the ancestor of the sword demon.
In the void, there seemed to be a huge phantom looming, a creature that seemed to be condensed by flames, burning the void, and a terrible heat wave swept across.
This is the ancestor of the fire demon lineage.
Among the nine clans, the ancestors of the six clans all appeared.
They are high above, with a distorted small world above their heads, and the will of heaven hangs down from their bodies.
They set off like real gods, making the armies tremble.
As the ancestors of various races joined the battle, the entire Netherworld suddenly boiled completely.
Rumble!
The void is crushed.
Tens of thousands of Nether Ruins army, shouting in the void.
Coming across from the distant void, with a terrifying oppressive aura, it went straight to hell.
And hell.
The craze for buying pancakes has gradually come to an end.
The powerhouses who bought the cakes returned to their minds after the end.
All the powerful clans of various families attacked with the whole army, gathered into an army, and under the leadership of the strong clans of various clans, they fought against the army of Hell.
Hell is very strong, so Hell is the army that will gather all parties to fight.
This is already giving Hell a lot of respect, but for Hell, this is a disaster.
The army of the nine clans of Hell is assembled, and its strength is so strong that unless the old Pluto was able to lead the army of hell to resist it when he was alive.
But now the old Pluto Tianzang is long gone.
How can hell resist it
On the land of hell, at the frontier Prison Dragon Pass, hundreds of thousands of troops gathered.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the distant void.
There, black clouds came over the city.
Above the black clouds, there are one after another majestic figures, with a terrifying aura that pierces the heavens and the earth.
hum...
Outside hell, an invisible defensive cover emerged.
A light curtain separated the army of hell from the army of hell.
War seems to be imminent.
…
Huangquan small shop.
The morning sun shines on the earth.
Bu Fang opened the doors of the restaurant, and a gust of cold wind blew in.
The winter of hell seems to be coming soon.
Bu Fang looked at the deserted doorway, but his expression didn't change much.
Those diners who bought cakes never came back, which sent a signal.
That's when the war started.
Hell's invasion war against hell, a war to defend the homeland.
Bu Fang exhaled lightly.
He pulled out a chair, placed it in front of the restaurant, and curled up on the chair.
The sun shone down, and it was a little warm.
Squeak.
The little fox didn't know when it jumped out of Xiaoyou's arms and jumped onto Bu Fang's stomach.
This little guy, with nimble eyes, kept rolling around.
Bu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth and rubbed the latter's head.
With a wave of his hand, a bursting cow ball appeared.
Xiaohu's eyes lit up immediately, he grabbed the bursting beef ball that Bu Fang handed over, stood on Bu Fang's stomach, and began to eat happily.
The little paw was holding the bursting beef ball, his mouth was stuffed, and he was eating it with great joy.
Xiaoyou is wearing a black skirt, with straight legs, white and attractive.
She stood at the door, behind Bu Fang's chair.
He raised his head and looked into the distance.
In the pitch-black eyes, there seemed to be a light shining.
Hell is her home. Although she was exiled, hell still belongs to her home no matter what, and she still cares about the safety of her home.
On the sky in the distance, there seems to be a black hole expanding.
It was a cloud of gloom.
suddenly.
The chair creaked.
Bu Fang stood up from his seat, and stuffed the little fox who was eating the bursting beef balls into Xiaoyou's arms.
In Xiaoyou's puzzled eyes.
Bu Fang put his hands behind his back and strode forward.
"Help me look at the store for a while, I'll pay off some debts..."
Bu Fang said this to Xiaoyou, and the words still linger in Xiaoyou's ears.
His figure had already disappeared into the hazy mist.
Xiaoyou hugged Xiaohu, looked at Bu Fang's disappearing back, and didn't say anything.
But Bu Fang walked out of the Yellow Springs shop and left the reconstructed Yellow Springs City.
Came outside the city.
He strode forward, as if shrinking into an inch.
With his hands behind his back, the sparrow feather robe and hair fluttered in the wind.
When you reach the bank of Huangquan River, you still don’t stop. If you step out, you will step into Huangquan Hanoi.
Tread the waves.
far away.
The river was surrounded by mist.
A small boat came staggeringly.
There is a bleak flute sound lingering across the river.