Chapter 1331: The Barrier Is Broken, and the War Begins!

Hell, Frontier Prison Dragon Pass.

The two armies faced each other, and an aura of terror filled the air.

The defensive barrier of hell is suspended between heaven and earth, like an invisible membrane, isolating everything between heaven and earth.

Prison Dragon Pass, as the largest military city on the border of hell, is extremely majestic. The city wall stretches for thousands of miles. On top of the city wall, there is a black and dense area of ​​the powerful men of hell.

The two prison masters, Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao, stood on the city wall, their black armor exuding a cold brilliance.

Beside them are the top powerful men from all the major families in hell.

Most of them are minor saints of rank seven or eight, and there are also strong minor saints of rank nine standing on them.

In front of the Prison Dragon Pass, there is a vast flat land. That flat land has been the battlefield of hell since ancient times, and countless corpses are buried in it.

Whether it was the last era or this era, countless wars, big or small, broke out.

Under the battlefield, there are dead bones buried, corpses wrapped in horse leather, and rivers of blood.

outside the barrier.

They are magnificent hell warships.

The aura of the strong man from Hell was like a long whip, constantly hitting the barrier, trying to smash the barrier into pieces.

The top powerhouses in Hades gathered together, and the terrifying aura seemed to turn into a huge troll. The troll swung a giant hammer, and once it hit it, there might be a shocking explosion.

Can hell withstand the attack of these powerful men?

Many people are trembling, and they are a little confused...

The horn of war has sounded, and once the Hell attack begins, blood will flow like a river.

This is a war, a war to protect our homeland.

…

Black Hall.

There was a roar.

The figures of Prison Master Yinglong and Hades Erha flew out from it, walking through the air, their auras extremely powerful.

The pressure of the Great Sage's Realm overwhelmed all directions.

The good things in the Black Palace have already been divided up by them.

"It's time to go. The war has begun. Lord Pluto, as the backbone of Hell, you must be there."

Prison Master Yinglong looked at Pluto Erha and said seriously.

Hades Erha nodded.

He glanced at the black palace.

"What about the mangy dog? Shouldn't we wait for him?"

Hades Erha frowned.

Ying Long glanced deeply at the bottom of the Black Palace, "We don't need to worry about the safety of Cerberus. Its power is far beyond our imagination."

Yinglong said.

The next moment, he grabbed the Eye of the Void scepter and blasted away in the direction of the Prison Dragon Pass in the distance.

Pluto Erha was suspended in the void, glanced at the Black Palace, and breathed out gently.

Afterwards, Pluto Armor possessed him, his red cloak behind him flapping in the wind, holding Pluto's halberd in his hand, like an arrow across the sky, and followed behind Yinglong Prison Master.

In the black palace.

There was an oppressive aura surging, as if a great terror was boiling within it.

…

In front of Huangquan store.

The much younger soul fisher looked at the lights in the restaurant, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Sure enough, the young man in this restaurant really has something to do with the adults.

No wonder this young man's cultivation level has broken through so quickly. Anyone who has anything to do with adults must be extraordinary.

As soon as my ears moved, I heard the sound of footsteps going downstairs.

The soul fisher immediately turned around with laughter and left with his hands behind his back.

The figure suddenly disappeared into the night. It was just the direction of the trip, but I didn't know where it was going.

As he walked, the overwhelming aura on his body gradually disappeared.

The green curse power that had been suppressed spread again and clung to his body.

The soul fisher turned into an old man again, staggering and disappearing into the night step by step.

A crunch.

The door of the shop was opened.

Bu Fang looked at the wooden food box placed outside the shop and was immediately confused.

The strange fluctuations he sensed in the restaurant were emanating from the food box.

Wrapping himself in pajamas, Bu Fang walked out of the shop, lifted up the food box, and after looking at it carefully, he still had no clue.

Just take the food box back to the restaurant.

With a bang, the door closed.

Bu Fang placed the food box on the table.

The texture on the food box is very mysterious, and it looks a bit dated. There are many signs of wear and tear on it.

Bu Fang's slender fingers tapped gently on the dining table with a sense of rhythm.

After a long time, Bu Bing decided to open the food box.

However, when his hand touched the seal on the food box, it bounced away.

Seeing the ban, Bu Fang's brows suddenly furrowed.

"This is... the food formation [imprisonment]?"

Bu Fang didn't believe it, but feeling the familiar fluctuations on the lines, he couldn't help but not believe it.

Although the pattern of the food formation [Confinement] is different from Bu Fang's food formation.

But the root cause is exactly the same.

In other words, this food formation also comes from... the system?

Why is this food box here?

And...what's going on with the formation on the food box?

What are the dishes in the food box?

Bu Fang's eyes suddenly froze.

On the palm of the hand, a food formation [Confinement] appeared. If you want to open this formation, you can only use the same formation to attack.

Only with this can we truly break through the formation.

Click, click, click...

The two formations collided with each other.

After a long time, the power of the formation was wiped out a lot.

Then the light dimmed.

Bu Fang slapped on the food box, and the food box suddenly clicked and loosened.

Bu Fang frowned, then stretched out his hand and opened the food box.

A strong fragrance suddenly spread from the food box.

The taste was lifelike and rich.

It was as if it was a freshly cooked delicacy.

A series of crystal lights burst out from it, illuminating the whole world.

Bu Fang stared at the dish in the food box motionlessly.

It was a pig's trotter, a crystal-like pig's trotter, and the pig's trotter meat was shining with a little light, as exquisite as a work of art.

The breath of the will of heaven on it was shocking.

Bu Fang was indeed shocked by this dish.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to taste it.

However, when the chopsticks were picked up and just touched the pig's trotter, the trotter broke like a mirror image...

"Hmm?"

Bu Fang's eyes suddenly shrank.

He retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

In the food box, the dish slowly broke into pieces, turned into green smoke, and dissipated in the air, as if it was unreal.

"Did it disappear?"

Bu Fang whispered softly.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched.

With the food formation as a seal, it contains the will of heaven. There is no doubt that this dish is likely to be left by the previous host.

Unfortunately, this dish finally turned into green smoke and dissipated, and he was unable to enjoy it.

As a chef, tasting delicious food is also a kind of enjoyment.

"Maybe the previous generation host wants to tell me something through this dish...But if you don't even let me taste the dish, I won't believe anything you say."

Bu Fang curled his lips.

Besides, Bu Fang has his own persistence in his heart.

His goal is to become a chef standing at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world.

This goal will be the goal he pursues throughout his life.

No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, he will never give up.

The previous host left this dish, perhaps wanting to tell him that this road may be like this dish, a mirage, or even impossible to touch.

But does Bu Fang care?

He doesn't care.

What he cares about... is just the regret of not being able to eat this dish.

Putting the wooden box away, Bu Fang curled his lips and put it into the system space bag.

As a chef, all he has to do is to cook good dishes well.

There is no need to think too much about other things.

Even if you need to think too much, just deal with it as it comes.

Click.

The lights went out.

Bu Fang returned to the room and lay on the bed. After a while, his breathing became even.

The road to the God of Cooking is like a mirage?

How can you know without trying it yourself?

That night, Bu Fang had a beautiful dream, as if he had dreamed of a beautiful dream that made people's mouths rise.

Even in deep sleep, the expression on his face still revealed nostalgia and happiness.

The next day.

The morning star jumped out of the horizon, and the sun shone on the earth, bringing warmth to the earth that had been shrouded in coldness all night.

Bu Fang woke up early and came to the kitchen.

After practicing knife skills, he started cooking.

Chi chi chi.

In the kitchen, the fire shot up to the sky.

In the basalt pot, the fire burst out, and the ingredients were boiling in it.

The rich fragrance immediately dissipated.

A pleasant and leisurely day began again.

After practicing cooking, Bu Fang walked out of the restaurant with a steaming dragon blood rice.

Xiaoyou wore a black skirt and sat elegantly at the table.

After Bu Fang placed the dishes in front of her.

He took another small plate, and on the small plate were a few steaming exploding beef balls.

After rubbing Xiaohu's head.

Bu Fang opened the door and pulled a chair to sit at the door.

In the distance, dark clouds covered the sky, and terrible pressure swept across the world.

That was the direction of the battlefield.

The wind blew, bringing a faint warmth.

Because of the start of the war, there were basically no diners in the restaurant before.

So Bu Fang's mind moved, and he entered the pastoral world.

Prepare to study the new food formation [time].

The food formation seen on the food box yesterday made Bu Fang realize that perhaps the role of the food formation is far more than that.

The application of the food formation by the previous generation of hosts may be different from his own.

Perhaps the previous generation of hosts did not develop any death food utensils.

But they did develop other ways of use.

For example, using the [confinement] formation as a seal, etc.

...

Outside the Prison Dragon Pass.

The strong men of the Netherworld are suspended above the sky and the earth.

The Sword Demon Ancestor stepped on the sword light, stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were indifferent and cold.

But deep in his eyes, there was a surging murderous intent.

The Fire Demon Ancestor was looming in the void, and there was a constant spread of laughter.

The top masters of the nine clans, such as Shadow Demon Ancestor and Beast Tamer Ancestor, all came.

Sword Demon Ancestor glanced at his old friends beside him, and his eyes suddenly focused.

"The successor of that person is in hell... So this time, we must break through hell and completely wipe out the successor of that person..."

The Sword Demon Ancestor said, "If you listen carefully, the Dark Puppet and the others will definitely do the same thing if they are here."

"Hehehe... that person's successor?"

The Fire Demon Ancestor's eyes were red, and his body was like a burning flame, and he sneered.

The next moment, a shrieking sound broke out in the void.

"Of course he must die!"

The Fire Demon Ancestor's breath was strong, and it was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

"That person still has a successor. If he is allowed to grow up, he will be a big threat! The threat must be strangled in the insignificance!" said a gloomy old man, and in his sleeves, there was a small black snake spitting out its tongue and moving through.

Above the sky.

One by one, the Underworld warships were all aimed at the defense barrier of hell.

The next moment.

The terrible energy suddenly surged out.

Boom boom boom! !

In the warships, there was an energy bombardment comparable to the Great Sage's attack, which kept bursting out and hit the defense barrier.

It wanted to break through the barrier!

In hell, every strong man tensed up.

When the barrier is broken, the war will begin!

Buzz...

The Sword Demon Ancestor's eyes were cold.

A silver long sword behind him suddenly shot up into the sky.

The sound of the sword chanting resounded through the void.

"Without the Hell of the Pluto King Tianzang, what else is there to resist? Submit obediently, the pace of the unification of the Netherworld World is unstoppable!"

Boom! !

Above the sky, a flash of sword light suddenly bloomed.

The next moment, the terrifying sword intent slashed towards the barrier.

With a loud bang, the dazzling light illuminated the world.

The whole hell seemed to see a bright light on the horizon at this moment.

Under the sword of the Nine-Turn Great Sage.

The barrier was suddenly covered with dense lines...

The defensive barrier left by the Pluto King Tianzang was finally broken! nt

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