Chapter 1391: Extermination of the Clan

Time Seal? !

The words of Lord Gou made Di Ting stunned for a moment, and a look of fear appeared on his bloodstained face.

Di Ting naturally didn't know what Time Seal was, but it sounded very impressive. It could make him old and die of old age in one day...

This method was really terrifying. The law of time... It really lived up to its reputation.

Di Ting trembled all over. They were both gods, but why was there such a big gap?

He could feel the endless pressure from the hellhound.

It was a kind of pressure that acted on the soul, and it almost made him breathless. This feeling was too painful.

The divine consciousness wrapped around the divine core.

In the gurgling divine power, there was a white-hot divine core floating, but in the divine core, there was a plum blossom-shaped dog paw print.

On the dog paw print, the breath of the law of time continued to emanate, just like a tarsal ulcer, constantly emitting this nightmare-like horror.

Is this the mark left by the hellhound on his divine core?

After breaking through and becoming a god, the god core is the most important thing.

Only when the god core exists can one be called a god.

Even if the body is completely wiped out, the god core exists and can still be resurrected.

However, now... this damn hellhound actually left a delicate dog paw print on his god core.

This is like a nightmare!

"No! Hellhound... You can't treat me like this!" Di Ting went crazy, roaring and raging.

He turned into a human form, a little boy, but his chubby face was full of hideousness and despair.

Dog Lord glanced at him.

He raised his dog paw and slapped the little boy's head.

With a bang.

Di Ting's body fell heavily to the ground.

"It's good that I didn't kill you, and you still dare to shout?"

Dog Lord's fat dog meat was shaking.

All the people around looked at each other, speechless, not knowing what to say.

A noisy battle of gods, just ended like this?

Di Ting... is too weak.

Everyone in Huangquan City looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, only Di Ting knew the truth.

That was the suppression of the law.

The law of Lord Dog... was too strong to suppress him.

So strong that he was almost desperate.

Compared with his ordinary law, the strongest law of the universe is like a mortal facing an emperor.

He couldn't even raise his head, let alone resist.

After being slapped several times in a row, Di Ting stopped talking.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and he was panting.

He knew that the facts had been established and he was powerless to resist...

Di Ting couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

He was the strongest ancestor of the Netherworld, the leader of the entire Netherworld, and the existence of a god, but he actually surrendered to a dog.

This is humiliation!

Di Ting was dissatisfied, squinted his eyes, and shed tears of grievance.

Bang!

A claw suddenly fell, and Di Ting's tears burst out, and his body fell to the ground again.

A great battle ended just like that.

It was over.

Everyone in Huangquan City breathed a sigh of relief.

That was the oppression of the two gods.

If Di Ting won, it would be a disaster for Hell.

Fortunately... it was the Hellhound that won.

It was late at night.

Huangquan Shop.

The ruins of Huangquan City have been repaired. After all, there are many strong people in the city with strong cultivation.

They can't beat Di Ting, but it's still easy to clean up the ruins.

The moonlight sprinkled from the sky.

It was projected on the land of Hell, covering Hell with a white veil.

In Huangquan Shop, the lights were bright.

Bu Fang curled up in a chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, closing his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, in his mind, the serious and solemn voice of the system resounded.

As for Xiao Bai,

he stood quietly beside Bu Fang.

Xiaoyou hugged the little fox, bored.

Under the enlightenment tree.

The dog was lying lazily.

Di Ting turned into a short-legged dog, lying on the side with no desire to live. There was a dog chain tied around his neck, and his eyes seemed to have crystals splashing from time to time, which were his tears of grievance.

He was the leader of the underworld, but he was tied by a dog chain. This was a shame!

The king of the underworld, Tianzang, was in front of the counter, holding a white cloth carefully, wiping the blue and white porcelain bowl, wiping the bowl clean.

The atmosphere in the restaurant... was harmonious.

Bu Fang calmed down and read the system panel.

Host: Bu Fang

Qi Cultivation: Nine-turn Great Saint Realm

Cooking Talent: Nine Stars

Skills: Level 2 Meteor Knife Skill (100/100), Level 2 Beidou Carving Skill (100/100), Level 1 Knife Skill: Thirteen Overlord Knives (13/13), Food Formation (5/6), Immortal Slashing Style (3/3)

Items: Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife (Chef God Set), Qiankun Creation Pot (Chef God Set), Sparrow Feather Chef Robe (Chef God Set), White Tiger Heavenly Stove (Chef God Set).

Chef God Overall Rating: Primary God Chef (Begins to comprehend the law and tries to integrate the law into the ingredients. The food cooked has magical effects and causes a sensation.)

System Level: Level 5 (Helps the host embark on the path of Chef God.)

System Rewards: One Chef God Set Fragment, One Law Fruit.

Bu Fang was silent and looked at the system panel carefully.

This breakthrough was not easy. It took Bu Fang nine years to achieve sufficient turnover.

Moreover, this breakthrough was achieved together with the God of Cooking recipes.

Very dangerous.

However, Bu Fang was a little disappointed with the reward for this breakthrough.

Bu Fang knew that there was only one fragment of the God of Cooking suit. However, Bu Fang originally thought that he could collect two fragments, but in the end he only had one fragment. The psychological gap was quite large.

There is another reward, the Law Fruit...

What it is?

This time, isn’t there a dish reward?

Perhaps because the expectations are too high, the psychological gap is also high.

The reward for breaking through to the Great Sage is actually so simple.

Originally Bu Fang thought that the rewards this time would be very rich.

The mind exits.

Bu Fang opened his eyes and looked at the lights on the ceiling at the top of the restaurant.

His eyes were a little blurry.

Bu Fang could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the God of Cooking.

Master Gou has become a god, although this kind of god should be different from the so-called kitchen god in the system.

But, after all, we have entered the realm of God.

As long as he comes into contact with God, it means that Bu Fang is not far away from becoming the God of Cooking.

And the real tribulation mentioned by the weapon spirits should be almost approaching.

The mind is heavy.

Suspended in the spiritual sea, there are vortexes that are constantly rotating in the spiritual sea.

Bu Fang emerged.

The weapon spirits swayed.

After Bu Fang said hello to the weapon spirits, he looked at the God of Cooking menu above his head.

The golden God of Cooking recipe turned a page, and three drops of divine power appeared on it again.

Bu Fang looked at it, but his eyes lit up slightly.

Perhaps, this drop of divine power is the best reward.

By now, Bu Fang also understands the importance of the divine power droplets. After all, according to Master Gou, the divine power droplets are condensed from the divine core and belong to the power of God.

Possessing unparalleled power.

Although it does not contain the power of law.

But anything but unusual.

Bu Fang used two drops of divine power rashly before, but he didn't take it seriously when the weapon spirit looked distressed. Now it seems that the weapon spirit's distress is indeed justified.

I just don’t know if the droplets of divine power here are those of the real God of Cooking.

If it was true, I might be able to get a glimpse of the secret of the God of Cooking.

Bu Fang thought this way, but was mercilessly attacked by the weapon spirits.

"Little host, you have such a wonderful idea... The divine power droplet is just a manifestation of the power of the gods. You cannot sense the power of the law from it, unless you can get the divine core."

The golden dragon swayed and smiled at Bu Fang.

What he said was a fact.

None of the other weapon spirits refuted him.

Bu Fang glanced at the Golden Dragon, but said nothing.

However, Xuanwu spoke.

The sound of rumbling resounded throughout the entire spiritual sea.

"Little host... you have to remember that the path you take is a difficult one. You want to be at the top of the food chain..."

Xuanwu said, his voice extremely solemn, ringing in Bu Fang's ears like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

Bu Fang nodded, thoughtfully.

I took another look at the God of Cooking cookbook. Maybe every time I turned the page, three drops of divine power would appear.

If every drop of divine power is squandered with all his strength, it will probably allow him to explode with infinite power for half an hour.

But... for the truly strong, half an hour is enough.

The mind exits.

Bu Fang let out a breath gently.

He stood up from his chair and stretched.

No matter what, Bu Fang's main goal now is to open a good store, earn more Immortal Crystals, and complete the turnover.

Hold hands behind your back.

Bu Fang walked slowly.

He passed by the Enlightenment Tree, glanced at the lifeless Ting Ting, and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

Di Ting seemed to feel Bu Fang's gaze.

He squinted at Bu Fang coldly.

However, as soon as he took a look, Master Gou kicked him in the head.

Di Ting went crazy.

He wants to resist.

However, just as he stood up, Mr. Dog raised his exquisite dog paws at him.

Looking at the petite and exquisite dog paws, Di Ting was frightened.

With tears of humiliation flowing in his eyes, he lay down again.

Bu Fang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then opened the kitchen curtain, and the sound of bells suddenly rang out, and he stepped into the kitchen.

Anyway.

Cooking is fundamental.

No matter how strong your cultivation level is, you cannot forget the practice of cooking.

…

Under the moonlight.

Blood swept across.

The blood of Mingchu's lineage is like a river.

One by one, the underworld chefs stared, their eyes filled with madness.

The clan of Mingchu's lineage is filled with blood, the flames in the stove have not been extinguished, and the billowing smoke is still billowing.

However, all that remains is deathly silence.

In the void.

The eyes of Mingchu Ancestor were full of disbelief. He raised his head and stared at the burly body in the distance, his eyes full of despair.

"you you……"

Ancestor Mingchu’s heart was trembling.

He never thought that when he returned from watching the battle in hell, his land of the Underworld Kitchen Clan would have turned into a land of death!

Why?

what is this……

However, all this became clear when he saw the burly body.

Da Zhuang slowly turned around, a terrifying aura lingering around his body.

His eyes were extremely deep, as if projected from the depths of the universe.

"You betrayed God... Now you have to accept God's punishment..."

Da Zhuang said with a strange smile on his face.

The body of the ancestor of the underworld kitchen trembled continuously.

Looking at the dead underworld kitchen lineage, he roared in grief and anger.

The breath on his body was constantly rising.

The cultivation of the Nine-turn Great Sage was fully demonstrated.

"Whether you are a god or a human... destroy my underworld kitchen lineage... I, the ancestor of the underworld kitchen, will never stop until I die!"

The ancestor of the underworld kitchen roared wildly.

The next moment, holding a kitchen knife, he rushed towards Da Zhuang like crazy.

His speed was extremely fast, and his anger made his cultivation completely explode.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

The underworld kitchen lineage, all the underworld kitchens were dead.

The originally prosperous underworld kitchen lineage, but at this moment, it was completely reduced to dead silence.

Such grudges will never stop until death.

Da Zhuang grinned and chuckled.

Looking at the approaching Nether Puppet Ancestor.

The next moment, he raised his hand and pointed his finger forward.

Buzz...

Countless law runes were entangled.

Finally, it suddenly exploded, wrapping the Nether Kitchen Ancestor in it...

"Want revenge? Want to kill me? I can give you a chance..."

Da Zhuang's eyes were weird, and his words were like nightmares, but full of confusion.

The Nether Kitchen Ancestor rushed into the law runes, and in an instant, his eyes were absent-minded.

"If you want to kill me... then fight with me, as long as you beat me, you can kill me..."

Da Zhuang stretched out his hand and gently patted the face of the Nether Kitchen Ancestor.

"In the name of... the God of Kitchen Fighting that you have forgotten."

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