Demon Recovery: Awakening Shanhaijing at the Beginning

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting 150 soul power units."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting 3 blood origin."

"Ding, congratulations..."

Jiang Che let go of his hand, a puddle of black powder drifted in the wind, he waved it carelessly, suddenly turned his head and looked into the depths of the thick fog ahead, grinning and showing a smile.

"That arrives so fast"

Boom-boom-two loud bangs.

It seemed that some behemoth was stepping on the ground.

In the depths of the thick white fog, a terrifyingly huge silhouette was outlined, with two towers on top of it, piercing the sky.

"Moo...!"

A bull roar.

Before Jiang Che's eyes, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared in a trance, a secluded spring in hell, and eighteen layers of hell.

All sorts of terrifying sights emerged.

"Kill my ghost in the underworld, when I enter the eleven layers of hell, I will be sentenced to tongue pulling, oil pan, gallows... Eleven kinds of torture, sentence, five hundred years, indigenous people, do you understand?"

A majestic voice.

It was like the judgment of the ancient god.

After saying one sentence, the whole world changed, and it instantly darkened. Jiang Che was in a trance, and found himself in a bloody hell. In front of him was a frying pan. The smallest one was several hundred meters in diameter. Like a basketball court.

In each pot, scalding oil was burning, and there were ferocious evil spirits watching over them, and in the pot were the grievous souls who were constantly howling.

On the other side are people, animals, etc. lining up to jump into the frying pan.

Jiang Che was standing in front of the biggest oil pan.

The heat inside was terrifying.

"Go in!"

The majestic voice sounded again.

A big hand in the shape of a hoof suddenly stretched out from the sky and pressed Jiang Che to put him in a frying pan to fry him.

"Use the alien card - the nine-tailed fox!"

Jiang Che said silently.

Used a silver nine-tailed fox that was drawn before.

In an instant, his two eyes were covered with pure white, and he looked in front of him. All the evil spirits and ghosts disappeared, including a frying pan, but the frying pan in front of him was actually real, and the oil was warm. Very terrifying, this seems to be a treasure at the level of an artifact! Even in the world of gods.

Only gods who are well mixed will have divine weapons. This kind of tool has terrible lethality! "Go to hell!"

The hoof fell.

Jiang Che turned around and saw a Minotaur, at least [-] meters tall. This should be the one of the two adults, Niu Ma, as the Red Ghost Envoy said.

Minotaur aura is very powerful.

It is actually the pinnacle of the median god.

No wonder the man in red is so confident in it.

"A mere native, daring to resist the coming of the underworld is really courting death!"

The bull snorted coldly.

Its huge hooves smashed down with a terrifying force.

And Jiang Che looked at it, then turned to look at the iron pot, looked up and down, and spit out a few words inexplicably: "It seems......it can't be stewed in one pot."

"Brother Niutou, do you dare to take out another cauldron?"

"Not really, two grills will do."

"It's a guest from afar, no matter what...

Whether you want to invade or kill, my earth's hospitality cannot be abandoned, before we fight, I must treat you to a meal!"

The bull was stunned.

The hooves stopped.

Are you... so hospitable? For a moment, Niu Tou felt a little blush. He was thinking about how to invade and occupy this indigenous world, but others still wanted to entertain it. "This is the legendary revenge with virtue."

"Oh, old cow, I am ashamed..."

A trace of guilt rose in Minotaur's heart, until Jiang Che excitedly held the hammer, and his body was raised to a small giant, and he grabbed the Minotaur's hoof.

"Let's have a dry pot of beef trotters first. I don't know if you can eat spicy food, Niutou brother. This dish has no soul without peppers."

Minotaur: What are you talking about! I'm a cow, you're an asshole! Find fault with it, and you're cooking as soon as you're cooking, holding my hand and wanting to do what Minotaur's ashamed instantly vanished.

The people of this aboriginal world are so terrifying, they want to eat their own kangaroo!

Chapter [-] True. Dedicated to Food