Late Night Cafeteria: Starting with a Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man

The prophetic messenger of hell?

It actually exists! .

Chapter 167

"The underworld, the messenger from hell?!"

Jian Zheng calmly looked at the flame skeletons standing up slowly in the battlefield. These were originally human race cultivators, and most of them were around the sixth and seventh rank during their lifetimes, otherwise they would not have died so quickly.

With their strength, can they really stop the invasion of the millions of dead souls in front of them?

It's not just the supervisor who doubts this, but other great masters are also curious about the combat effectiveness of the scoundrels.

At this moment, they already knew the evil of their mission, and they started to act.

"Your ghosts don't go to hell, but they make trouble in the world. As a ghost, I will convict you!"

"Soul!"

There was a sinister, picking up the black ruler on the ground, and swiping the bone claw with blue flames on the ruler, the black ruler turned into a burning bone sword.

The sword is like a straight spine, assembled like a sharp sword, and scattered like a long whip, extending for a hundred meters, like a flexible bone snake, winding around a lei fish.

No matter how Leiyu Yin soul manipulates the corrosive blood water, it will be evaporated by the blue fire.

In the end, that Leiyu Yin soul was also burned by the blue fire and turned into nothingness, leaving only the true spirit to report to the underworld.

There was a ghost who pinched the Buddhist lion seal in his hand and summoned a blue fire bone lion.

The blue fire bone lion let out a roar and violently slammed down a hideous beast's ghost and bit it. No matter how hard the beast struggled, it was bitten by the blue fire bone lion wantonly, the ghost gradually dimmed, and finally the hideous beast gave in followed behind the bone lion.

A tiger has a tiger, and the bone lion also has its own lion.

There was a shadow, and there were hundreds of playing cards scattered all over the body. At this moment, it was burned by flames, and the butterflies engraved on the playing cards became alive. Suddenly, blue fire butterflies flew away from the playing cards and flew in the sky.

Every second, this blue fire butterfly will split once, from one to two, from two to four...

There were more and more blue fire butterflies, and they flew over the giant clan ghost, and the giant ghost with a height of [-] meters was completely covered by the blue fire butterfly.

No matter how the giant ghosts fluttered their claws and slapped the butterflies on their bodies with their hands, these blue-fired butterflies persisted like gangrene attached to their bones.

Bang!

The blue fire butterfly burst, the dark blue hellfire burned, the ghost of the giant screamed, wisps of yin escaping from the ghost of the giant, and then became the fuel of the hellfire, and the dark blue flame burned even more intensely.

In just a few breaths, the ghost of the [-]-meter-tall giant has vanished.

hiss~

All the cultivators present turned pale in astonishment, this underworld is actually much more powerful than they thought!

Moreover, the actions of the shamans also made the monks feel ashamed. Their movements were clean and neat, and the ghosts on the opposite side had no enemies.

"It's too strong, these evil men are simply the nemesis of the dead"!"

"Oh my god, that giant ghost who is not above the third rank can't deal with it, and he can't hold on to the three breaths in the hands of the ghost."

"This is tofu with brine, one thing is another thing!"

The cultivators were extremely amazed that within one minute of joining the battlefield, the [-] Yin Chai became an absolute help in fighting the undead.

The monks instead became assistants, picking up some fish that slipped through the net around the emissary.

Zhou Xuan was in the chariot watching the blue fire shadows that flashed from time to time on the battlefield.

"Three thousand Yin Chai is still too weak to face the army of ten million dead souls."

In the blood cloud in the sky, there are still ghosts coming out continuously, and some ghosts are afraid of the power of the ghosts and start to flee around.

Although these undead became crazy to kill, but under the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm, they began to flee the battlefield and flee in the direction of Longdu.

There, they smelled the breath of life.

More and more ghosts emerged from the cloud of blood. Even if three thousand ghosts were able to match one to ten, and [-] cultivators were assisting, they still could not stop the ghosts from escaping.

Once a large number of ghosts enter Longdu, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"It won't work like this," Zhou Xuan frowned, and after thinking for a while, he took out the "Ordinary Ingredients Purchase Library" from the system storage compartment.

The machine in the shape of a claw machine appeared, and Zhou Xuan clicked on the screen to buy fresh wormwood leaves and glutinous rice.

"There are no cages... and tools for pounding rice, which is a hassle."

However, the solution is always more difficult than the difficulty.

"Yes," Zhou Xuan's eyes lit up, and he thought of a good solution.

"The first is to grind the glutinous rice into powder."

Although there are finished glutinous rice flour in the common ingredients purchase library, they are all machine-ground and do not meet Zhou Xuan's cooking standards.

Moreover, if cooking wants to shine, only he can do every step with his own hands.

Zhou Xuan pulled the dangling table on the chariot off the sturdy tripod and spread it flat on the ground.

His hands were clenched into fists, covered with domineering armament colors, turning into a pair of dark iron fists.

Grains of crystal white glutinous rice lay flat on the table, and Zhou Xuan's fists began to hammer the glutinous rice grains like iron hammers.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The huge force directly shattered the dried glutinous rice grains, and then at the high speed of Zhou Xuan's [-] punches per second, all the glutinous rice was turned into fine powder.

"The next step is to blanch the wormwood leaves in hot water to remove the bitterness."

The big black pot comes in handy again.

Zhou Xuan did not use the red lotus fire, but used the phoenix tail feather.

The phoenix controls the fire of origin. All flames in this world evolve from the fire of origin. The fire of the phoenix can make it easier for Zhou Xuan to grasp its burning temperature.

The orange-red ordinary flame wrapped the whole iron pot, and the flames in all directions quickly heated and boiled the water in the pot.

Zhou Xuan put the prepared fresh wormwood leaves into the boiling water, and picked it up after just three seconds.

The shrunken wormwood leaves and glutinous rice flour are then mixed together.

"¨〃 Bailuo snake practice"

Zhou Xuan once again used the profound meaning of mixing noodles from Bailuo's family in China's Little Master World, and the delicate glutinous rice flour was quickly mixed with the green wormwood leaves.

The green juice in the wormwood leaves quickly merged with the glutinous rice flour, and turned into a huge "green snake with bamboo leaves".

The space for the chariot was already insufficient, so Zhou Xuan went directly to the roof.

The "green snake with bamboo leaves" became longer and longer, and soon turned into a green giant python over one hundred meters long under Zhou Xuan's waving.

Zhou Xuan threw his hands and threw the hundred-meter-long green glutinous rice stick into the air. He took out the eternal spirit knife in his hand, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind, slicing the giant python into three thousand pieces.

Each segment is transformed into a small green ball with a diameter of five centimeters.

Three thousand small balls fell from the air, and suddenly a water dragon gushed out and swallowed all the glutinous rice balls.

Zhou Xuan has two uses.

At the same time, it controls the power of the Dragon God's scales and the Phoenix God's tail feathers.

Three thousand raw glutinous rice balls floated on the long dragon that the clear water turned into.

Below the clear water dragon (remarkable), there is a long line of fire.

The flames rose, and the dragon of clear water emitted violent steam. These steams full of heat condensed and did not disperse, steaming the emerald green Amy balls in water.

"Double God Special - Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang Amy Fruit, complete!"

With a wave of Zhou Xuan's hand, three thousand Amy balls flew into the air, like a giant dragon glowing with blue light.

Three thousand yin difference had a vague feeling, and flew over in an instant, each grabbed an Amy fruit and stuffed it into the mouth.

The azure-blue hellfire soared, and the Amy Guo instantly melted into the body of the yin.

The faint blue flames became more and more intense, and the flames of hell were blooming on every evil body.

Hellfires continue to converge, forming a huge circle of fire.

hum~

In the circle of fire, space is distorted.

A huge black vortex emerged, and a wisp of breath from hell filled the air.

In the boundless hell, the ghosts looked up in amazement, and saw a huge and incomparable blue fireball appearing in the gray sky.

The fireball spread out with a terrifying ray of light, illuminating hell. .

Chapter 168

Zhou Xuan's special Amy fruit not only has the miraculous effect of enhancing soul power, but also can sense where hell is and forcefully open the passage between hell and the world.

Qian Fangfang, the ghost who turned into the lord of ghosts and mythical creatures at the beginning, ate this Amy fruit and inspired the gate of hell to open, and then the soul returned to hell.

Now, the three thousand emissaries devoured Zhou Xuan's special double-god special - Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang Amy Guo, and the hellfire wrapped around them formed a huge gate of hell.

The twisted gate of hell in the blue circle of fire is like a vortex, and an extremely frightening attraction erupts.

This huge gravitational force has no effect on ordinary things and living creatures, but for those dead souls, it is an inescapable bondage.

Some ghosts don't want to go to hell, but rely on their powerful strength to retrograde, thinking of escaping from the capture of the gate of hell.

But the sense of tearing from the soul made these ghosts feel unbearable pain, so they could only give up their struggle and obediently be sucked into the gate of hell.

In just a few breaths, less than half of the tens of millions of dead souls were already there.

The blood cloud that filled the sky was attracted to the gate of hell, and some ghosts that had not yet broken free from the blood cloud were directly entered into hell.

"Oh my God, is this the strength of Yin Pai?"

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, they are so powerful!"

"Any ghost who meets the underworld is like a mouse meeting a cat."