One Punch Chef

Chapter 140

The distance between the two sides is only a few hundred meters, but even the special eye-catching technique cultivated by monks cannot see through Wu Di's real body hundreds of meters away, blocked by the ubiquitous black fog in the dead city. Part of the reason comes from the black stone in Wu Di's hand.

If it was enshrined on the top of the Tongtian Altar in the earliest period, this black stone must not be ordinary.Wu Di had also tried to collect the black stone into the 'silver' before, but this small black stone seemed to weigh more than ten thousand junctures, even the ring cast by Xu Santong's heaven-defying technique could not contain it.

In desperation, Wu Di had no choice but to take it with him for the time being. If he felt that it was in the way in the future, it would not be impossible for him to throw it by the side of the road.

"Dao Dao Dao Dao, what should we do now, that big guy is coming towards us?" The young man who had the lowest cultivation level among the five people, who was in the King's Realm, trembled, as if he was about to cry.

"What should I do? How the hell do I know what to do?" The fat Taoist also had a grim look on his face. He poked the monk Zhuang beside him with his fat fingers, and said in a low voice, "Fortune teller, do your last calculation. There is no way out."

Although the fat Taoist said so, he had no idea in his heart. The ghosts who came out of the majestic old mansion were unimaginably terrifying. If they really encountered ten deaths and no lives, even with the protection of bronze lamps, they would not I must be able to escape.

"Yes, yes." Monk Zhuang's eyes lit up.

"The Heavenly Lord Wuliang, damn it." The fat Taoist was surprised, and then he saw Monk Zhuang tremblingly raising his finger and pointing to Wu Di who was hundreds of meters away.

'Bang Dang' the fat Taoist went into a rage on the spot, rewarding Monk Zhuang's shiny bald head with a potsticker.

"That Tianzun Wuliang, the fortune teller, you are going to piss off the Daoist today." The fat Taoist said angrily.

Monk Zhuang got a potsticker, and he would have gone mad and fought with the fat Taoist priest on weekdays, but now he has nothing to say, because the divination he made today is really evil.

First, there is the Blood Sacrifice Altar in the center of the dead city, which is a dead place that even the most powerful people dare not set foot in easily, and then Monk Zhuang moved to the ancient house next to him, and the next second the ancient house exploded, and a man ran out. The big guy appeared in front of them, and now the way of life points to the 'big guy' they met, no one would believe it.

Everyone has every reason to believe that there is a power in the dark that is modifying Monk Zhuang's hexagrams and leading them to a dead end, maybe it is an existence hundreds of meters away.

If this is true, then there will be death without life, wantonly disturbing the secrets of heaven, that is the ability of the supreme god, even if it borrows the power of the dead city, it is at least at the level of a ghost saint.

Thinking of this, thinking that they may have really encountered a ghost saint, even the fat Taoist priest, an expert who has been in various ancient tombs for many years, such a slippery person will feel a wave of despair, and he cannot compete with him at all.

"What are you waiting for, run."

Although he knew that the hope was slim, he couldn't sit still and wait for death. That's not the style of a fat Taoist priest. When he said this, his figure had already jumped tens of meters. Seeing this, how could the other four stand still? They resorted to their housekeeping skills one after another, increased their speed and fled.

"Taoist priest, take me with you." The young man in the king realm was not as fast as the fat Taoist priest, but with the help of secret treasures, he could barely keep up with the fat Taoist priest.

Although he was terrified in his heart, the young man had a clear head and knew that even if he managed to escape the pursuit of the suspected ghost saint from behind, he would never be able to get out of this dead city by himself. Only by following the fat Taoist priest would he have a chance of survival.

The strong monk and the fat Taoist priest were originally on the same road, advancing and retreating together, and they naturally followed at this time, and the beautiful woman and the young man of the Yaozu did not leave either, obviously the same idea as the young man in the realm of the king.

"I'll poke, you guys follow me and run away separately." The fat Taoist said anxiously, his face as ugly as eating a dead fly.

"Master Dao, don't make sarcastic remarks, and think about how to get out now." The beautiful woman said.

"That's right, grave robber, don't you have a lot of ghost ideas, didn't you tell me last time you met a ghost saint in the tomb, how did you get rid of him?" Monk Zhuang responded.

"If I poke again, you will believe it." The fat Taoist said.

"Ah..." At this moment, there was a shrill scream, and the young man named Feng Wang who had the lowest cultivation level among the five fell behind a lot, just in time to be stopped by Wu Di who was chasing up unhurriedly.

"Ghost Master, Ghost Ancestor, you are my ancestor, don't eat me, my meat is not good to eat." Feng Wang's young man was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and muttered incessantly.

'Snapped'

Wu Di restrained her own strength, and gave him a light slap on the shoulder, but still almost took off one of his arms. The severe pain hit, and the young man Feng Wang became more and more frightened, and then screamed.

In front of them, the four people who were already hundreds of meters ahead were so frightened that their souls frightened, and they didn't dare to delay any longer.

"Hello" Wu Di finally spoke.

"Huh?" Feng Wang's young man was stunned for a moment, still trembling, not daring to open his eyes, for fear that this was the ghost's seduction technique. Once he opened his eyes, the soul would be imprisoned and tortured.

"What were you running for just now?" Wu Di asked again.

"Huh?" The young man of Feng Wang was stunned again, no longer as confused as he was just now, mustered up his courage, opened his eyes quickly, and caught Wu Di's appearance in an instant, making sure that this was not what the fat Taoist said. A ghost saint, but a real person with flesh and blood and soul.

"Brother, you are trying to scare me to death." Feng Wang's young man finally stopped shaking and stared at Wu Di with a bitter melon look of resentment.

Wu Di remained calm and indifferent, and said, "What is this place? It's so gloomy."

"Brother, don't tease me. This is the famous dead city of the ghost world. Didn't you come here to hunt for treasure after hearing the news of the birth of the treasure?" Feng Wang said.

"Treasure hunting? I stepped on something inexplicable." Wu Di said.

"Hiss..." Feng Wang's young man took a breath, and looked at Wu Di with eyes full of awe.

Expert, this is an expert. Those who come in through the teleportation circle are basically Jedi who have narrow escapes, and those who can escape from the Jedi must be very tall experts.

"Senior, can I follow you?" the young man asked expectantly.

"Whatever." Wu Di said.

After a brief questioning, Wu Di knew that the young man in front of him was named Bu Yuan. This time, it was a mistake. He followed the fat Taoist priest to the dead city to hunt for treasures. As a result, such and such accidents happened. A group of 30 people Now there are less than ten people left. It has to be said that it is a miracle that he has lived to this day with his cultivation base, and his life is hard enough.

In this big maze-like dead city, Wu Di really didn't know which way to go. At this moment, clusters of brilliant lights and shadows exploded on the street not far away, accompanied by a The sound of cursing.

"Hey, it's Taoist priest and the others, they came back to save us." Bu Yuan said pleasantly.

Wu Di was silent, and not long after, the fat Taoist and his party of four rushed out of the black mist, and the two sides had a formal face-to-face meeting.

"Boy, you are not dead." The fat Taoist was surprised and looked at Bu Yuan.

Bu Yuan: "..."

"Hey, you are..." Monk Zhuang noticed Wu Di, looked at Buyuan again, and then said, "Second Master Amitabha, you, you, you..." You didn't say anything for a long time, obviously out of anger caught.

The other three also reacted immediately.

A gleam of resentment flashed across the charming Danfeng eyes of the beautiful woman, and she whispered: "This brother really scared us just now."

The Yaozu youth snorted heavily, looking at Wu Di with hostility.

"Aww..." The fat Taoist howled directly up to the wolf: "Big brother, you, you, you... that's not kind."

Just after saying this, the fat Taoist's expression changed immediately, and he said, "It's broken."

'clack cluck'

A strange voice sounded from nowhere, and there seemed to be a prehistoric beast hidden in the darkness invisible to everyone, making everyone except Wu Di break out in cold sweat.

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