Food King

Chapter 340 Unspoken
In the void, the radiant beam of light twisted continuously above, attracting the vitality of heaven and earth within ten feet of the body to gather away, like a wave, and at the top of the beam of light, a huge Longmen carp was writhing and jumping, its body covered with light. , looks like a miracle doctor.

Above the sky, Wang Yan's eyes were like lightning, lotuses sprouted at every step, and his cold voice was mixed with disdain. Under the wrapping of the thick vitality, it was like thunder roaring, echoing the sky.

Wang Yan had already experienced this so-called catastrophe twice. Although he had already sensed something was wrong, he was stronger than Zhao Huangzheng Yuandong, and he could only resist in a low-key manner.

However, with Wang Yan's temperament, and now that he has completely stepped into half-step stealing the sky, with the blessing of three kitchen artifacts, and the guardian of the kitchen spirit, he wants to know how strong this so-called catastrophe can be!

The thunderclouds above the sky seemed to have sensed this provocation, and they frantically gathered together. Thunder and lightning shuttled through the black thunderclouds, making the sound of crackling electric fire from time to time.

Wang Yan's face was calm, looking at the tumbling thundercloud above, he took another step, and the moment he stepped on the spirit of collecting herbs, the huge Longmen carp suddenly became brighter, and let out a soundless cry from the sky. roar.

At this moment, Wang Yan's palm suddenly came out, clenched into a fist, and the energy on it quietly permeated, and then, a fist suddenly bombarded out.

"Give me a break!"

The powerful force seemed to be able to resonate with the heavens and the earth, and the flickering fist directly landed on the thundercloud, making a dull sound, and then, the tumbling thundercloud stopped wriggling strangely.

"Humble existence is beyond its control!"

An old voice echoed quietly in the sky. This voice was full of vicissitudes, as if it came from the wilderness, and it was extremely strange. Apart from Wang Yan, the only person present who could hear it was Meng Huang Meng Hao.

And as this voice fell, Wang Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and he could feel that an invisible pressure had already spread out from the thundercloud, and Meng Hao, who was standing with his hands behind his back, also had a slight expression on his face. Change.

"This"

Meng Hao muttered at the corner of his mouth, the power on the palm behind his back surged, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. He also wanted to know whether the current Wang Yan, after possessing the three kitchen artifacts, had the qualifications to do it. For thousands of years, they wanted to do. But they didn't do that thing.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Wang Yan sneered, although there was a little more coercion in the thundercloud, but he could feel that compared with the thickness just now, the thundercloud was invisible and sparse at this moment.

With this in mind, Wang Yan flipped his palm, and the tortoise shell covered with patterns flashed out directly. With Wang Yan's flick of his fingers, the earth flames shot out immediately, causing the patterns on the top of the Qiankun pot to be directly lit up. At the same time, the pot of heaven and earth exploded to a size of ten feet in an instant, covering Wang Yan's body in it.

Above the tortoise shell, flames of earthly flames quietly flowed between the lines, and at a certain moment, a tiny trace of flames peeled out from above.

The flame was only the size of a finger belly. The moment it left the pot, the light blue flame seemed to be able to burn the sky, and suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames that filled the sky, burning blazingly above the sky.

"Earth flames, burn nothingness!"

Wang Yan's voice was cold and reverberated, causing the rolling dark cloud above to begin to squirm. At the same time, black air currents quietly dispersed from the dark cloud, and the thundercloud also began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye. got thinner.

"Heaven and Earth Pot"

The previous voice sounded again, full of greed and surprise. After the Earth Flame was blessed by the Qiankun Pot, the terrifying high temperature in it would be affected even if it reached the sky.

"Xuantian Saber, occupy the sky!"

At this moment, Wang Yan flipped his palm, and the dark Xuantian Knife flashed out. Without the slightest hesitation, as he swung it suddenly, the bright light of the knife was as real as it was, and suddenly shot at the already thin thunder cloud. out.

"laugh"

Where the Xuantian knife light passed, a dark crack was drawn even in the empty space, and the thunderclouds that were already thin in the sky dissipated at this moment.

The sun shrouded the earth, everything disappeared and returned to normal again.

With a wave of his palm, Wang Yan took back the two artifacts, looked at the sky that had returned to normal, and frowned slightly.

He can feel that there seems to be some kind of existence above this piece of sky, which has been interfering with the birth of the true dishes, and this kind of existence, which seems to be terrifying, actually seems to have fallen into a period of weakness, and there is no too terrible method .

With a movement of Wang Yan's body, the spirit of the dish under his feet turned into light spots all over the sky, and reflected back along the bright beam of light, causing the Longmen carp below to burst into a burst of strong light, and then, a scent that swept across the sky, Suddenly spread out.

Wang Yan stepped into the void, stepping brightly. When he landed, the eyes of all the people around him were watching him. The enthusiasm in their eyes proved their respect for Wang Yan.

"You little brat is really daring." Meng Hao quietly dissipated the energy from his fingertips, and when he raised his head, his eyes fell on Wang Yan, and he chuckled softly.

"Emperor Meng has also noticed it. However, the existence above seems to have fallen into a period of weakness?" Wang Yan said with a strange look on his face.

At their level, they can already sense the mysterious existence in the sky above.

"Weakness period?" Meng Hao smiled wryly.

"It's just a means in your hand to restrain it." Meng Hao said in a deep voice, making Wang Yan nod thoughtfully.

"When this matter returns to the State of Zhao, Emperor Zhao will naturally explain it clearly to you. You are now qualified to know the truth of the matter." Meng Hao said again, and immediately moved his body and fell down the city wall. Behind him, Wang Yanlue After pondering, he also took a step forward and followed.

In the main hall, Wang Yan cupped his hands and bowed. In the past three years, Meng Hao's friendship with him has long been remembered in Wang Yan's heart.

"Wang Yan bid farewell to Emperor Meng!"

Meng Hao didn't talk about many things, and Wang Yan didn't ask. After returning to Zhao, Wang Yan would know a lot from Zheng Yuandong.

"Bon voyage." Meng Hao nodded, and immediately flicked his sleeves, the majestic Yuan force instantly sank into the space wormhole, causing the light above to shine brightly, and Wang Yan stepped out without any hesitation, and disappeared into the wormhole. inside the hole.

Watching Wang Yan disappear, Meng Hao took a deep breath, his eyes filled with yearning, and he sat cross-legged while muttering at the corner of his mouth.

"I hope this little guy won't disappoint people!"

At the same time, in the extremely pitch-black space wormhole, the surrounding wind is fierce, as if it can split the soul of a person. After entering it, the dark sarcophagus is sacrificed by the kitchen spirit, and Wang Yan is cross-legged on top of the sarcophagus. Outside his body, there was a faint halo, illuminating the surroundings, and at the same time resisting the occasional strong wind.

"Finally. It's time to go back."

(End of this chapter)