Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Early the next morning, Song Ji Restaurant was open for business, but Song Yu was going out by himself.

With Seinfeld now, he doesn't need to look at the store in person.

After thinking about it, he didn't put this new gold-level dish on the shelves, and he planned to wait until he came back to talk about it.

When he reached the door, he stopped and looked at Xiao Hei.

It seems... Xiao Hei can flash, and it is a natural ability.

Does this count as a space system?

Song Yu couldn't help asking: "Xiao Hei, can you master the power of space?"

Xiao Hei looked up blankly.

Seeing this, Song Yu knew that he had found the wrong person.

At least, the current Xiao Hei has absolutely no ability to get involved with something as grand as the power of space.

It uses flash, but also relies on its own ability.

I have asked it a long time ago, and Xiao Hei's answer is that it doesn't know why, anyway, it can be used if it wants to, and it only needs to consume demon power, and there is no need for other operations at all.

At that time, Song Yu was very confused.

Now that I think about it, Xiao Hei is purely an innate ability, or something he was born with, and it is fundamentally different from those with innate supernatural powers.

Xiao Hei yelled a few times and asked Song Yu where he was going.

Song Yu briefly said a few words to it, told it to keep an eye on the door, and then left.

Xiao Hei has to have a sense of belonging, otherwise the soy milk will be for nothing.

When Song Yu arrived outside the Jingyuan Ghost Domain, he found that Jian Xunxian and the others had also arrived early.

They are located in the northwest, because the ghost domain has been expanding in all directions, and the northwest of the ghost domain happens to be Jingyuan City.

They are currently located in the suburbs of Jingyuan City.

It is also the boundary of the northwest expansion of the ghost domain.

Song Yu glanced around, and found that there were a lot of cultivators. At a glance, there were thousands of people, scattered around.

Farther away is the separation zone organized by various departments of the Special Affairs Bureau to prevent ordinary people from approaching.

But if you observe carefully, you can find that these practitioners are divided into several groups according to their respective camps.

Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, casual cultivation, family...

Many small groups stood together and discussed in low voices.

But Jian Xunxian and the others are closing their eyes and resting their minds, maintaining their state to reach the peak.

When Song Yu arrived, Jian Xunxian Liyan and the others woke up instantly.

"Boss Song, you really are on time." Li Yan said.

Song Yu wondered, is he on time?

Jian Xunxian cupped his hands towards Song Yugong, "Our time is half past nine."

Song Yu said: "Then I'm really on time."

But Li Yan said: "Because Boss Song has been open for business at nine o'clock, starting at nine o'clock, it will take about half an hour to get here."

"Forehead……"

Song Yu looked at Li Yan.

Li Yan smiled at Song Yu, "I can't help it, I just suggested it, and then everyone thinks it should be so."

Song Yu had no choice but to spread his hands and looked at the others.

"The world of practice really is crouching tiger, hidden dragon." He sighed.

There are more than twenty-seven peaks here, but others should just come to watch the battle.

Under Song Yu's observation, he found that Jian Xunxian was waiting with twenty-seven top-ranking powerhouses, including seven masters from Taoism, six from Buddhism, and six from Confucianism.

The rest are the old man with the sword, Lin Yuan, Li Yan, Bai Shiyi, Bai Shimo, Xuan Cheng, a strong man from the Xuangui tribe, and a young man in casual clothes.

There are twenty-seven people in total. They can't see anything now, but half a day and one night are enough for them to master the formation.

Because they are strong enough, they can master the formation faster and cooperate with each other.

As the main player, Tian Yunsheng was not among the twenty-seven people.

"It's time, everyone, let's go in."

Jian Xunxian said loudly, looking at the many strong men.

Song Yu also probably understood that so many strong men came from various forces, and the cultivators around him all belonged to the forces where these people belonged, that's why they knew the news and came to watch the battle today.

Everyone entered the ghost domain in a mighty manner, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed. The purple-black lines formed a huge intricate net in front of them, as if they were waiting for their prey.

Song Yu, together with the others, looked into the ghost domain.

Not far away, Song Yu could still clearly feel the knife he attacked with anger, and the knife marks still existed.

However, because of the expansion of the ghost domain, this knife mark has already penetrated into the ghost domain at this moment.

Song Yu wondered why this ghost domain suddenly stopped expanding after he and others entered the First World War.

But now, it started to expand because of some reason.

Maybe there will be an answer in this time.

Last time, I sensed that besides Burial Soul, there were several more terrifying existences among them.

The others are okay, somewhat similar to Burial Soul, and there is no threat to his life.

But the aura of the Nether Demon Dragon made Song Yu want to retreat.

Because at that time, I only felt that it was very strange and powerful, because I didn't know the situation in my heart, and I didn't know the other party's situation, so I advised Jian Xunxian and others to retreat.

Now that we are ready this time, at least we should touch the Nether Demon Dragon, right?

Song Yu thought to himself, and followed the crowd forward.

I don't know why, when I entered the ghost domain, those low-level ghosts didn't come to make trouble at all.

Different from the last time he entered, this time it was obvious that the other party had made up his mind not to give away the head.

However, after continuing to go deeper and reaching the location where the Burial Soul was encountered last time, the situation suddenly changed.

The dense atmosphere of darkness all around made all the strong people startled.

Jian Xunxian and the others were still stable and did not panic.

The rest became tense.

Sure enough, within a few breaths, those terrifying ghost beasts and ghost legions around him appeared.

Both the number and strength have more than doubled compared to last time.

But soon, another strong man with the same terrifying aura appeared.

"Burning soul, which human race makes you so afraid that you actually invited the two of us to attack at the same time."

Accompanied by a piercing voice, the third strong man appeared.

The two strong men who appeared in the ghost domain were even more terrifying than Burial Soul.

Buried Soul has six arms, a dark red body, and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

But the appearance of the other two is even more frightening. The one who spoke has an extremely long mouthpart, which is two meters long, and a pair of bat wings on the back, which looks very intrusive.

Its head is a bit like a bird, its eyes are red, and it seems that there is blood flowing from the eye sockets all the time.

The other one is like a mountain, five meters high, shining with metallic luster, and the whole body is like an iron tower.

"Ban Ming, Zan Ba, don't underestimate the enemy, last time I was blocked by one of them alone."

Buried Soul waved his six arms and said something that shocked the other two.

"Burning Soul, what are you talking about? As a Demon General of Shura, you can't even beat a human?"

The tone of the funeral was raised, causing everyone to frown at the same time, because the sound was too harsh, which made people's eardrums hurt.

"Be careful, the last time we teamed up, we were not his opponents. We still rely on Boss Song to make the move."

Jian Xunxian held the long sword in his hand and said to everyone.

Song Yu glanced at the sword in his hand, and it turned out to be the same as before, seemingly intact.

Was it made by Fairy Qiong?

He has come into contact with many things in the practice world, and Song Yu also has some understanding of Fairy Qiong's casting technique.

"Leave that person to me, and you deal with the rest."

Buried Soul snorted coldly, looking at Song Yu with a chilly expression.