Food King

Chapter 334 Soul Shock
The temperature in this piece of starry sky seemed to have been affected by some kind of influence, and suddenly dropped dramatically.

Wang Yan raised his head suddenly, and looked at the phantom above the sky with his dark eyes. At this moment, the phantom seemed to be gradually distorting, faintly possessing unclear facial features.

At this moment, the Longmen carp in the Qiankun pot was ready!
An incomparably bright beam of light burst out from the Qiankun Cauldron without warning. The intensity of attention was already real, and it flew a distance of nearly three feet before stopping.

At the same time, the power of heaven and earth within three feet from the top of the beam of light began to gather gradually, twisting and turning into a huge Longmen carp that was one foot long.

Under the Longmen carp, there was originally a pitch-black starry sky, but layers of snow-white clouds appeared strangely, setting off the Longmen carp quietly swaying its fish tail in the clouds like waves, full of agility.

"The true nature of food."

In the sky, the flickering and distorted figure of starlight gradually solidified. At the same time, a cold sound that seemed to come from Shura Hell came out of his mouth without any emotion.

"I feel the smell of the same race." The voice continued to spread, and the phantom figure was also infinitely solid, as if it required a huge amount of energy to transform into a true human nature.

"Xuantian Dao Qiankun Pot. Have all been subdued?" The voice was blank and empty, and came out again: "Why. They should be mine. Those who get it, die!"

That voice roared, and finally there was a trace of emotional fluctuations, but it was extremely violent, and the roar echoed across the sky, exploding in this space like thunder.

"Sure enough, the demonization is very deep. Thousands of years have completely made him lose all his mind. Now in his eyes, he is the sky shovel, and he can feel the fluctuations of the Xuantian knife and the universe pot. , after being demonized, he already wants to attribute all of this to himself, or to attribute it to demonization!"

Chu Ling frowned. He has gone through tens of thousands of years, and now he has seen through the current situation of the sky shovel at a glance. Faintly, the breath of this demonized sky shovel or Shura Jiazheng is extremely familiar. , causing Chu Ling's heart to feel a little indescribably complicated.

"Such a strong demonic energy"

Wang Yan frowned slightly, but he didn't flinch too much. He looked at the tyrannical figure above the sky with his dark eyes, watching the figure gradually solidify, and finally, it turned into a slender figure no different from ordinary people.

The figure was around forty, dressed in a blood-red robe, and had handsome features, but because of the three criss-crossing magic lines on his face, that handsome man turned into a hideous one.

His eyes were also blood-red and hollow, looking down at Wang Yan, he shook his palm lightly, and then, when he opened it suddenly, he slapped hard on the huge Longmen carp beside him formed by the power of heaven and earth.

"grumble"

Following the expulsion of the blood Shura's palm, the huge Longmen carp made a strange sound, and then, while twisting, it turned into nine silver-white light spots, and suddenly returned from the beam of light, only to disappear into the universe below in an instant. Inside the body of the Longmen carp, at the same time, a strong dazzling light spread out from the body of the Longmen carp.

The light was so strong that Wang Yan couldn't help squinting his eyes, faintly, from the dazzling light, it could be seen that there were silvery white hairs flickering continuously, and a strange fragrance filling the world was also coming from the top of the dish spill out.

"A mere Yuan Hua realm dares to enter this remnant of the sky, the current emperor of the Meng Kingdom really has some guts." Blood Shura's gloomy voice reverberated in the sky, and his grinning smile was extremely ear-piercing.

"But since I'm here, let's make this Shura's tonic. Perhaps, after absorbing the power of you and the other two great artifacts, I can... Shura's rebirth!"

"It seems that even if you want to leave, it's not easy." Wang Yan spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, and then looked at the kitchen spirit beside him. Obviously, in the form of the kitchen spirit, Blood Shura might have sensed Something, but can't see it.

"Now that you've decided, let's give it a go. I'll try my best to protect your mind, and success or failure depends on it." Chu Ling nodded, and immediately flicked his fingers, and a transparent ball of light burst out suddenly. , instantly submerged into Wang Yan's body, and at the same time, his figure also blurred a bit. Obviously, such a method consumes the soul power of the chef spirit extremely terrifyingly.

An indescribably strange warm current surged from his heart. With a wave of Wang Yan's palm, he put away all the Qiankun cauldron and Xuantian knife. Then, he stepped out, and sat cross-legged on the spot amidst the surge of Yuan power. down.

"It's safer to put your body back into the sarcophagus." Chu Ling muttered, watching Wang Yan's soul body slowly stand up, and the moment he left the body, he waved his palm, and Wang Yan's body immediately felt like As if being pulled by some kind, he entered the dark sarcophagus.

"It's very self-aware that even the coffin for the physical body is ready." Blood Shura said meaningfully, and immediately stepped down, his palm suddenly protruded, and with a light tear, the space in front of him was directly torn apart A dark void.

"There are a total of eight cavities here, all of which are the burial places of those who have entered them for nearly a thousand years, and this ninth one is prepared for you." Xue Shura's voice fell, and Wang Yan and Wang Yan were followed by the two of them one after another. The black hole swallowed it away.

"Little guy, if you can't make it, you have to come back safely." Above the sarcophagus, the ghostly figure of the kitchen spirit gradually distorted, and the dark sarcophagus also disappeared out of thin air.

This is a vast space, except for the endless darkness, there is no other color in the entire space, and occasionally there will be a heart-pounding force raging in it.

Wang Yan's soul body stood in it. In this state, he could see the surrounding scene even if he didn't open his eyes, but the image fed back in his mind was still a boundless darkness.

And in the darkness, there are nine stone statues that are identical to the ones seen in the Saintess Hall earlier standing around, covering the place where Wang Yan is in a ring shape.

"Although it's a little weaker, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. The most important thing is that you have Xuantian Sword and Qiankun Pot on your body. It's really the best gift from heaven." Xue Shura's voice came faintly. In the next moment, that familiar blood-red figure also appeared in Wang Yan's perception.

"I can't wait, let me taste what kind of surprise this weak power can give me." Seeing Wang Yan's silence, Xue Shura took a step forward, holding his palm with dark fingertips, facing Wang Yan grabbed it directly.

"Soul Shock!"

(End of this chapter)