Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

The awe-inspiring sword pierces the sky and the earth, and the aura of the awe-inspiring sky is constantly turbulent on the body of the Baizhang sword, and the aura of ghosts in the surrounding hundreds of miles disappears.

Three figures in a row appeared next to the huge sword, and Tang Mufeng was one of them, and he was also the youngest.

The Haoran Tiangang erupted, making the Excalibur more solid, and rushed towards the Nether Blood Tree in the center of the ghost domain.

The edge was revealed, and even many practitioners watching the battle outside Liangcheng felt their skin tingling at this moment, as if they were being targeted by the sword intent.

Many low-strength people retreated repeatedly, keeping their bodies unaffected.

Everyone's eyes were burning, and they looked at the blood-red branches protruding from the ghost blood locust tree.

Like tentacles, the blood-red branches seemed to have no limit to their growth. They stretched out from the ghost domain, carrying an unrivaled evil spirit, trying to stop the mighty Tianfeng Divine Sword before it landed.

In the eyes of everyone, the blood-red branch pierced the void and slammed into the tip of the Excalibur, and both sides suddenly burst into dazzling light.

In an instant, even the brilliance of the sun was covered, and countless tiny sword lights shot out in all directions, and the ghostly aura was even more overwhelming, exploding suddenly in mid-air.

Sword light and ghost energy entangled in the sky, the impact of both sides abruptly turned the two buildings directly below into ruins, and more than a dozen high-rise buildings in the distance were also damaged and crumbling.

Tang Mufeng and the other three Confucian experts flew upside down at this moment, their faces as pale as paper, and their blood spilled into the sky.

The ghost domain fluctuated endlessly, all the blood-red branches shattered, turning into pieces of blood-colored snowflakes and falling on Liangcheng.

Amidst the violent explosion, the voice of Buddhism and Taoism froze for a few breaths before gradually returning to normal. It still continued, exuding the power of Taoism and Buddhism, suppressing towards the ghost domain.

"Holy Front will be forever."

At this time, a deep shout came, but it was the Confucian old man who shot together with Tang Mufeng before.

I saw the Haoran Tiangang skyrocketed suddenly, the Haoran Excalibur that was on the verge of collapsing re-condensed, and even the thousands of sword lights in the ghost domain below exploded again, and the Haoran Tianfeng sword array stabilized again, suppressing the monstrous ghost energy.

Tang Mufeng and another Confucian master didn't dare to be negligent, and mobilized Haoran Tiangang to assist them with their swords. The three joined forces, and the Haoran Excalibur, which was immediately smaller by a size, crashed down under the blessing of the formation.

"Clatter..."

Like the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the blood-red snowflakes fell into the ghost domain, bursting out a murderous aura that horrified everyone, and a ray of ghostly air quietly rose in the center of the ghost domain and merged into the ghostly blood locust tree.

The huge Haoran Excalibur collided head-on with Huang Quan with the supreme sword intent.

The ghost domain was shattered, and the sword light of the Excalibur was wiped out.

The powerful and unparalleled shock wave spread rapidly in all directions, and all the practitioners were horrified and retreated again.

"Boss..." In the shop, Lan Ning looked at her face with a pale face, watching the impact that was coming in like a huge tsunami wave, which would soon turn half of Liangcheng into ruins.

"Don't worry."

Song Yu's calm voice came, and several people looked curiously, only to find that the shock wave quietly disappeared when it approached the three-kilometer range of the shop, and was dissipated without a sound.

Qi Hongye was shocked, looking at the sword light all over the sky.

The Excalibur has been completely shattered, only the Sword Formation managed to remain unbroken because of its connection to the Earth's Qi, but it also lost its previous power. The Ghost Domain was completely shattered and could no longer be condensed.

The two sides were evenly matched under one blow, and both sides suffered losses.

"Roar……"

Unwilling roars came, and there was a huge ghost rising up beside the Nether blood locust tree, floating in mid-air.

The Nether Blood Locust Tree seemed to be mobilized by it, trembling slightly, and one after another Nether Qi was absorbed by it.

The ghostly figure began to solidify, turning into a tall human figure like Shura, with scarlet horns on the top of his head, and a long halberd in his hand.

His behavior seemed to have stimulated the Nether blood locust tree, causing it to grow several meters suddenly, and a faintly discernible link was formed between the two parties.

"Roar……"

The voices of ghosts shook the sky, competing with the voices of Taoism and Buddha.

On the ferocious face, the giant mouth roared again.

The faces of Tang Mufeng and the other three changed slightly, and they moved almost simultaneously, biting the tip of their tongues, spurting blood, and speaking in unison.

"Tianfeng sacrifices blood, suppresses ghosts and exterminates evil spirits."

San Dao's clear or old voice made everyone look forward to it.

This gigantic ghost, which looks like Shura's presence in the world, has soared aura at this moment, and it is no longer comparable to ordinary evil spirits. If it succeeds in breaking the sword formation, Liangcheng will sink completely and become a ghost land forever.

The awe-inspiring Tiangang goes straight to Ling Xiao, the three of them work together, the sword light is condensed, and the whole Liangcheng seems to have awe-inspiring energy rising from every corner.

One after another, one thousand, two thousand...

A total of 30,000 swords gathered around the three of them, forming a huge sword formation.

"Mie Xie..."

The three of them spoke at the same time, and suddenly the sword array moved, and suppressed it towards the ghost Shura.

With sword lights flying horizontally and horizontally, the Haoran Tiangang main formation, with an unstoppable momentum, Wan Jian shrouded the ghost shadow Shura, completely refusing to give it any way to survive.

"Is it over?"

Among the many practitioners in the distance, someone asked softly.

The tense atmosphere seemed to be relieved, and everyone's emotions rose.

"It should be over soon."

"Tianfeng blood sacrifice is the strongest form of the sword formation. If this formation cannot kill the opponent, we will be in danger today."

"Not good, look at the blood tree, there are seven ghosts in total."

Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked over there in horror.

A ghostly Shura transformed into a fierce ghost is already so terrifying, seven in a row, the key is to form a strange formation to meet the sword formation in this sword formation, Tianfeng sacrifices blood.

Tang Mufeng and the other three discovered the variable earlier than the others.

But they have no reason to back down, they can only do their best to preside over the sword array.

Why is that ghost Shura holding a long halberd, like a battle sky, bombarding upwards.

The seven evil spirits seemed to exert their strength at the same time, with a ghostly aura.

"Master Xu, please help me." Tang Mufeng shouted with his sword out.

The other two understood instantly, and poured all the inner energy into Tang Mufeng's body.

Yaori and Rinyue's two magical soldiers were trembling slightly, and they attacked suddenly, and they merged with the sword array in the blink of an eye, and their momentum was greatly boosted.

"break……"

Tang Mufeng shouted angrily, with a firm expression on his face, he took the lead, and followed the sword array to slash towards the seven ghost Shuras below.

"Mufeng..."

Seeing Tang Mufeng not only mobilizing the divine weapon and sword, but also merging his soul into it, head Xu suddenly had a look of shock on his old face, and couldn't help shouting.

But it was too late to stop them at this moment, and after a blink of an eye, the two sides collided.

The moment the sword array and the ghost shadow Shura touched, it seemed that the world was silent, and everyone looked at the intersection of the two sides in horror.

When the two sides collided, Tang Mufeng Yuanshen persisted for a few breaths and was melted by the terrifying destructive force. The two divine soldiers suddenly wailed, bursting out with terrifying power, leading the sword array to the leader, the ghost Shura holding a long halberd.

Pooh...

The opponent's ghostly aura dissipated, turning into fly ash like a bubble.

One, two...

A series of seven ghosts dissipated, and the sword formation collided with the canopy of the Nether Blood Locust tree.

The branches and leaves fluttered and were swallowed by the sword light.

There are only seven thick trunks, but there are only countless sword marks left, which are extremely strong.

When the sword formation flew out with Tang Mufeng's broken body in the arms of Xu Zhangmen and the others, the people who had no owner of the formation persisted for a while, but finally dispersed with a bang.

The Nether blood locust tree's aura is extremely sluggish, with only seven bare branches.

But with the birth of the blood-red aura, the seven ghost shadows condensed and formed one by one on the trunk of the Nether blood locust tree.

Didn't kill it?

Desperation appeared in the eyes of all the participants, and even the crowd around the audience couldn't help but retreat in confusion.

With so much preparation and so many sacrifices, Tang Mufeng, a rising star of the Confucian school, had his primordial spirit wiped out, yet... failed?