"Why can't it be this god?" Under the familiar face and unique Taoist power, Yan Zu felt his divine power silence, the body of the stone wall of the Dao!

"How could you be here? How could you be with the chef god?" Yan Zu couldn't accept it. Isn't this a human chef god? How could he bring out this old monster?

Before coming, no one said that this old monster is here!

Although the power shown by the human chef god was strong at the beginning, he was not taken seriously. He was injured by Feng Zu and disappeared for many years. After so many years, he has been recovering from injuries. How could he get involved with this old monster?

"Look at who I am." He Fan sneered, his appearance changed, his left palm was alive, and his right palm was destroyed: "I escaped very quickly at the beginning, and you can't leave today!"

"You two are the same?" Yan Zu was stunned and felt a sense of collapse.

Is this a person?

Your chef god who has disappeared for many years has transformed into an old monster in the prison of the Great Dao?

"In the past, thanks to Feng Zu's care, he fell into the prison of the Great Dao. He finally found a gap, but was stuck." He Fan spoke quietly and told the story of the original story: "Thanks to the star scars of the life, I got the immortal divine liquid, and this god was able to escape."

"Your life and power of destruction?" Yan Zu's face looked as ugly as a dead person.

"The ancient creatures sitting in the prison of the Great Dao have a legacy, not only life and destruction, but also thanks to Feng Zu for letting this god cultivate the body of the Great Dao stone wall." He Fan said lightly: "Come on, I haven't seen you for a few years, let the god see how Yan Zu enters the realm."

"Kill! The Holy Flame of Heaven!"

Yan Zu's heart was heavy, and with a loud shout, a golden flame surged from his body, emitting a high aura that surpassed all things, and a unique Taoist pattern appeared all over his body, suppressing the world.

"Well? There is a hint of suppression in the divine power?" He Fan was slightly surprised, and then he used his unique Taoist power to suppress the golden flame!

"Die for me!"

The holy flame of heaven burns the void of heaven and earth, and burns the endless sword energy of the chef god world, but as the power of the Tao is shrouded, the power of the holy flame of heaven quickly fades, and the holy flame is also dimming.

"The world of chef gods melts all things." He Fan raised his palm, and endless sword aura enveloped him. A breath that refined everything appeared, forcibly extracting the power of the Yan Ancestor and the Holy Flame.

boom

On the other side, Yan Zu took action again, but there were three bottles of immortal divine liquid. The bottle exploded and the immortal divine liquid gushed out. Yan Zu controlled the immortal divine liquid, trying to forcibly break through the chef god realm.

"Left palm is eternal." Another body moved, and a palm was slapped out, facing the immortal divine liquid.

"Looking for death, the Immortal Divine Liquid is the only way to overcome the stone wall of the Great Dao. The number was too small to break last time. This time, you will definitely not be able to stop the three bottles." A trace of ferocious look flashed in Yan Zu's eyes, and he didn't listen to his palm, and he looked at him.

Boom

Puff

The terrifying collision, the vast force swept through, and the blood containing the strong high temperature sprayed. The Yan Zu flew backwards and fell into the world of the chef gods. Many sword energy took the opportunity to go up and penetrated his body instantly, adding another injury.

"Impossible, Impossible, how could your left palm have the meaning of immortality?" After being injured again, Yan Zu seemed to be crazy.

With a palm just now, he actually felt the immortal breath, which was the legendary aura that only a level ten in heaven and man can be immortalized with half a step!

"I want to thank you for your immortal divine liquid." He Fan sneered, looked at the floating immortal divine liquid, opened his mouth, and swallowed it all: "I didn't absorb much immortal divine liquid, but these three bottles could not threaten this god."

The immortality in the body is growing, the bottleneck is shaking, and the body of the Taoist ancestor is getting closer and closer.

"You swallowed it?" Yan Zu was frightened and took the initiative to eat the Immortal Divine Liquid. What else can you not eat?

"If you don't swallow it, can you still keep it?" He Fan sneered, his two bodies merged, his breath surged again, and the world of the chef god became more stable and powerful: "Send you to the road!"

"I am the middle stage of the Taoist ancestor, not the kind of person who is weakly connected to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in the early stage. You can't kill me!"

Yan Zu looked ferocious, he was already crazy, and he screamed loudly.

"If you are in the late stage of the Taoist Ancestor and carry a large amount of immortal divine liquid, this god may not be able to keep you, but in the early stage, there are only three bottles of immortal divine liquid, so you should just drink hatred."

He Fan sneered, and his eyes burst into divine light, covering the Flame Ancestor, and the connection between heaven and earth was revealed.

"No, this is impossible..."

Yan Zu was completely frightened. The connection between the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth appeared under the divine light, and it was really possible that the Tao would be killed!

Click

The sound of the connection breaking sounded, and the Dao of Heaven and Earth took the initiative to cut off the connection, which made Yan Zu desperate. If the Dao of Heaven and Earth was killed, he could be killed!

"The sword of God, one sword breaks all the magic!"

He Fan's sword light condensed and slashed out, and a huge sword light enveloped the flame ancestor.

Buzz

The chef god realm was shaken, and various forces condensed, turned into sword energy, merged into He Fan's sword light. The sword light increased again and slashed towards Yan Zu with a bang.

roar

The Yan Zu roared and turned into a giant beast that reached the sky, surrounded by flames, containing a unique power that surpassed all things in the world, but also embraced the breath of all things in the world. This is unique to the holy clan!

The holy flame of heaven rose again, but before it flew out, it was dim and the huge sword light instantly poured into the body.

boom

The sword light entered the body, the blood sprayed, and the aroma of meat wafted across the entire world of chef gods.

"Yan Zu? You are not worthy of this title!" He Fan looked at Yan Zu's corpse, with gene data 4!

"The gap between the Taoist ancestors is really huge." He Fan sighed. If there was no such gap, with his current strength, he should be able to sweep all Taoist ancestors and fight for the early stage of half-step immortality.

However, it is precisely this gap that makes the genetic data more, and he feels that it will be very cost-effective to eat Taoist ancestors in the future.

Rumble

The Yan Zu fell, the thunder rose again, the blood rain in the world poured, and a sadness enveloped the entire starry sky.

"Is this sorrow for the ancestor of Taoism, or is it celebrating for this god?" He Fan stretched out his hand, and a drop of blood rain fell into his palm: "What's the difference between the races that the Great Way of Heaven and Earth love? After the fall, it's not this thunderstorm."

With a wave of his hand, the blood rain spread, leaving behind the word "Cooking God". He Fan's body dissipated, and he separated his body again and returned to the Taoist ruins.

"Thunder, blood rain? Dao Ancestor Falls!" In the Daopa ruins, Zhan Jun and others showed horror. They rushed towards the clan elder at the first time and cried loudly: "Clan elder!"

"Clan elder, wake up, wake up." The other geniuses cried. Before they learned their skills, the clan elders were gone. What should they do?

"The corpse of the elder clan is cold." The genius of the Life Clan said tremblingly, "It's cool."

"The breath is gone, either." The genius of the Destruction clan looked pale.

"Old clan..." Zhan Jun and others burst into tears.

"What are you doing?" He Fan opened his eyes, looked at the crying people, and said coldly: "I am not dead yet, why are you crying?"

"Ga?" The crying stopped, Zhan Jun and others were slightly stunned, and then they were ecstatic: "Old clan, as long as you are fine, as long as you are fine."

"Old clan, you haven't fallen. Then the thunder, blood rain fell from the sky, who fell?" A genius looked at the blood rain in a daze.

"Yes, who died?" Zhan Jun and others looked at each other. They were not the dying clan elders. Whose Taoist ancestor died or was he dead at this time?
Chapter completed!