Chapter 538 What About the Trust Between Chickens and People?

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuo, growing between heaven and earth, is a real treasure of heaven and earth, possessing very terrifying power, and it is the choice of alchemy fire that alchemists dream of.

But the Heaven and Earth Profound Flame on Qianlong Continent is limited after all, and the number of people who can really possess this flame is still a minority.

Sen Luo Ming Huo is a mass of pitch-black flames, with a scorching heat, the temperature is very high, and the air makes crackling sounds during burning.

Mao Shi owns the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire, which is also the basis for him to challenge Mu Bai, this is also his trump card, and this time, facing the cook Bu Fang, Mao Shi chose to use the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire without hesitation.

Taking a deep breath, Mao Shi's eyes fell on Bu Fang's body, he raised his palm, and suddenly a black flame swept up, as if it was roaring, surged up, and after rolling for a week, poured into the In the heavy pill furnace.

There was a bang, as if there was a long echo resounding through it.

The flames in the alchemy furnace suddenly became brighter.

Straws of elixir were thrown into the alchemy furnace by him, and swallowed by the pitch-black profound fire of heaven and earth.

The sound of sizzle resounded endlessly.

There was a hint of coldness and depth in Mao Shi's eyes. After he took a deep look at Bu Fang, he concentrated on refining the elixir.

This match...he can only win, not lose!

The din of the audience gradually quieted down. Looking at Mao Shi who started to compete seriously, he didn't dare to show his air.

And many people's eyes fell on the bronze platform where Bu Fang was.

However, seeing Bu Fang's actions, everyone was a little dazed and stunned...

Bu Fang put the Bazhen Chicken over, rubbed the small head of the Bazhen Chicken, and then began to take out the prepared ingredients.

The Bazhen chicken huddled its legs, staring at Bu Fang taking out the ingredients from the system space bag one by one. The ingredients were dazzling, and all kinds of elixir surrounded it. They all rose up.

A red fruit, the red is bright, this is the eighth-order elixir, and the aura is very strong.

There are also black dry fruit grains, which are hard and exude a medicinal fragrance...

These ingredients surround Bazhen Chicken, which makes Bazhen Chicken a little confused...

Suddenly, Bazhen Chicken's whole body trembled, its small eyes widened, and it saw the green smoke in Bu Fang's hand, and he took out a heavy and pitch-black cauldron with a bang, and smashed it on the bronze platform.

The vibration caused Bazhen Chicken to cluck involuntarily.

Bu Fang glanced deeply at Bazhen Chicken, and that look made Bazhen Chicken gradually panic, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while."

Seeing the appearance of the Bazhen Chicken, Bu Fang was taken aback for a moment, reached out his hand, and stroked the Bazhen Chicken's head to make it relax.

The Bazhen chicken also gradually relaxed under Bu Fang's stroking, its feathers were loose, and its eyes were squinted.

hum...

A bright light flashed, Bazhen Chicken felt a chill hit.

Open the mouth of the cock and let the cock crow!

Just seeing Bu Fang holding a sharp kitchen knife exuding special coercion in his hand, the kitchen knife exuded a force that made his heart palpitate, that feeling... very scary!

Bazhen chicken can know that once it is cut by this kitchen knife, it may not be able to recover!

This kitchen knife...is poisonous!

Bu Fang held the keel kitchen knife in his hand, and with a movement of his arm, the keel kitchen knife began to swing, the blade flashed, and the blade shone brightly.

"Giggle?!"

Bazhen Chicken's eyes widened. What about the trust between chickens and people? !

What are you going to do with your kitchen knife? How can you be worse than that dog last night? !

Bazhen Chicken is a chicken without ideals.

But at the moment of seeing the keel kitchen knife, it changed, it became ideal.

Its ideal is very simple, that is, not to be cut by the kitchen knife.

So it raised its chicken head, the comb was messy in the wind, and one wing spread out, and it slammed, and the chicken leg kicked.

it flies!

The single wing actually supported its chubby body, and flew out of the bronze platform.

The chicken is flying!

In the midst of all the attention, this only ideal chicken took off!

While Bu Fang was stunned, chicken feathers flew and fell to the bronze platform.

The referee was stunned, the audience was stunned, and Bu Fang was stunned...

Bu Fang didn't know what to do while holding the keel kitchen knife.

"Little Ba! Come here, don't run away..."

The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched... This restless chicken walked out from behind the bronze platform and slowly walked towards the Bazhen Chicken.

The Bazhen chicken raised its head, turned around and glanced at Bu Fang with small eyes. The chicken's buttocks twisted, the colorful chicken feathers fluttered, and with a cluck, the chicken's wings were clamped by its side, and it ran away with its paws.

"What the hell? What happened?"

"Did I see a fake match? The cook's chicken ran away?"

"What a proud chicken! A role model chicken generation! A fighting chicken among chickens!"

...

The audience was a little dumbfounded, feeling like they saw a fake game.

No one thought that since the competition, the dark horse chef who had never made any mistakes would actually make a mistake in the ingredients.

The arrogant food chicken actually ran away.

Seeing Bu Fang walking cautiously towards the Bazhen Chicken, the audience laughed unkindly...

It’s impossible not to laugh, because Bazhen Chicken ran away again!

Just as Bu Fang took two steps, the Bazhen Chicken opened its paws and started galloping across the ring.

It wants to gallop towards its ideal!

It's already an ideal chicken!

Bu Fang's complexion turned dark, and with a twist of his mouth, his figure accelerated, his true energy gushed out, and his whole body flew towards Bazhen Chicken like lightning.

"Xiao Ba! Don't run!"

Bu Fang shouted.

But Bazhen Chicken didn't turn his head back, and Sa Huan was free in the ring.

The chief referee felt that he shouldn't be laughing, which would have a bad effect, but he couldn't help it. Looking at the cold and arrogant Bu Fang, chasing a chicken, the chicken shook its butt and pointed at Bu Fang. funny.

puff……

He finally smiled unkindly.

"Cluck!"

Suddenly, the chief referee was stunned, because he noticed that the chicken was rushing towards him in a daze, one of its wings flapped, it jumped high, a chicken paw stepped on the top of his head, and continued to run happily.

The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched... you foolish referee, keep laughing.

The Bazhen Chicken is a spirit beast in the Divine Realm. Although it has no combat power, it is famous for its moving speed. If this chicken runs cruelly, it will be difficult for even a strong person in the Divine Physique to catch up.

No, the annoyed chief referee also joined in the chicken catching operation, and the two ran around the ring, but still failed to catch the chicken.

Nangong Wuque sat on the ring, patted his thigh and laughed. He didn't expect such an accident to happen again. He thought that with Bu Fang's method, he would definitely be able to deal with this rare chicken!

He was in the Danta back then, but he did everything possible to trick and abduct, so he got a chicken wing. Comparing the speed with this chicken, he couldn't compare it!

"Cluck..."

"Cluck cluck cluck..."

The sound of cock crowing resounded continuously in the arena, and the Bazhen Chicken was like a ray of brilliance in the arena. Chicken wings, it held its head high, puffed out its chest, it was proud, because it was running for its ideal!

Mao Shi had no idea what happened in the ring.

There seemed to be black flames burning in his eyes, and the burning flames surged and surged instantly, and his mental power surged out like a tide, constantly enveloping the core of the alchemy furnace. The medicinal materials in the pot, the medicinal materials passed through the flame quickly, and only the essence of the medicinal liquid was left after being burned.

The medicinal liquid is circulating, in strange shapes, suspended in drops behind the alchemy furnace, colorful.

This is a beautiful picture, which makes Mao Shi intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Mao Shi is an arrogant and conceited person, his opponent is only Mu Bai, no one else, so he doesn't take Bu Fang as a cook in his heart at all, a cook... is a scum compared to an alchemist!

Once the three-pattern panacea is released, he will definitely win!

It was hard for him to imagine, what dish could compare to Sanwen Lingdan?

"Cluck!"

Just as he was concentrating on alchemy, a strange voice suddenly came in.

"What the hell? Where did the rooster come from?"

Mao Shi was stunned, the crowing appeared so abruptly, as if it broke into his mind suddenly, which caught him off guard.

The next moment, his eyes shrank, his breathing was disordered, and his mental power was also disordered...

"Ahh! Where did the chicken come from?! How did it come to my alchemy stove!"

Above the heavy alchemy stove lid, a chicken with its head raised suddenly jumped up, and the chicken's neck shook.

Mao Shi's eyeballs stared, and the chicken's small eyes were also round.

One person and one chicken looked at each other awkwardly.

"Little Ba! Don't make trouble, he is making alchemy, you should be more serious!" Seeing this scene in the distance, Bu Fang hurriedly took two steps and shouted with shortness of breath.

The Bazhen Chicken turned its head and looked back at Bu Fang, the rooster's comb fluttered.

"Contestant Mao Shi... you have to calm down, you are at a critical moment of alchemy, you have to be calm, and don't let your spirit fluctuate too much..."

The chief referee shrank, feeling that something big was about to happen, and felt that Mao Shi was being appeased.

"Little Ba, don't make trouble."

Mao Shi took a deep breath, and his fluctuating mental fluctuations finally stabilized.

"You stinky cook! Hurry up and take your chicken away!" Mao Shi said coldly, the black fire in his eyes flashing.

"Okay, okay... Xiaoba, do you hear that, people despise you, come here quickly." Bu Fang quietly took steps, said.

The Bazhen chicken clucked, turned the chicken's head, and looked at Mao Shi, who snorted and stared at the chicken.

Suddenly, Bazhen Chicken sensed Bu Fang galloping towards him.

The chicken wings flapped, and the chicken paws were opened and started to run again.

Taking a step forward, it actually jumped onto Mao Shi's head. The chicken paws scratched wildly, and then jumped high, with a little bit of crystal dripping down, staining Mao Shi's flowing hair.

Bu Fang was stunned, the audience was stunned, Mao Shi himself was stunned too!

The next moment, Mao Shi's mental power suddenly went berserk, the buzzing sound resounded, and the pill furnace boiled.

A roar that roared through the sky resounded!

"This damn chicken! Pooped on my head?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"