Sword Emperor

Thinking of this, many powerful people in the void can't help but be extremely excited, especially the chaotic emperor, the bright emperor and so on. At this moment, their eyes are shining and they murmur in a low voice:

"the dishes in my hands can only repair the defects. It is a kind of extravagant hope to succeed in preaching, but if you add this dish, it will even be possible to establish the Tao!"

Such a huge temptation in front of us, there is no one can resist the greedy heart, for a time, the whole world can not help silence.

Time flowed slowly, and the atmosphere in the void became more and more strange. Finally, only a gloomy voice could be heard, which directly rang out:

"no, no, I can't bear it. I'll take the eight treasure lotus seed soup."

With the fall of words, the calm space suddenly twisted up, a huge hand covering the sky directly stretched out from the space interlayer and grabbed at the jar.

Seeing that some people even want to get ahead of the rest of the world, many monks who had planned to wait and see for a while were so angry in their hearts that they could not help roaring:

"evil animal, dare to do so, stop it for me."

"How dare you rob me of my treasures and give me death!"

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Subsequently, many strong people hiding in the surrounding area also shot at the same time.

For a moment, in this vast void, many arms were waving to each other. No matter how nice the words were, everyone's purpose was quite clear, that is, the pot in the center.

However, the strength of each of the friars who have the courage to do so at the moment is very important. Under the mutual restraint, no one has succeeded in collecting the jar.

Gradually, light anger rises in the hearts of the people, so that the power of the hand is also more and more powerful.

Only a thousand inscriptions can be seen flickering with bright light. Obscure roads crisscross each other. The whole world is constantly distorted in such a confrontation.

In the aftermath of the fury, the whole food market began to become turbulent and immortal.

Seeing this, Yi Yin, who has never made any action, is even more coy. Even with a cold hum:

"have you forgotten that this is the food place of my delicacy pavilion? If you act like this, you will not take my delicacy Pavilion seriously!"

The moment the words fell, the power in Yi Yin's body broke out completely, and the pot of gods suddenly rose into the air, and the extreme power suppressed the whole world.

In the face of such terrible forces, the thousands of inscriptions in the heaven and earth, as well as many rules of the great way, collapsed at the speed visible to the naked eye,

the supreme imperial power in the wanshen pot surged, one by one imperial law came, completely crushed everything, and forced out the real bodies of many monks hidden in the void.

All of a sudden, the whole world can't help but be silent. The people who have just started to realize that they are still in the food court, and they are still the territory of the delicacies Pavilion.

At the thought of this, there are countless cold sweats behind many strong men, but in the end, they can only smile awkwardly and return to the elegant room.

Yi Yin didn't say much about this. After all, although the delicacies Pavilion is rich, it is impossible to offend so many powerful people at one time.

After a cold look at the monks, Yi Yin turned his head and looked around him. His face once again showed a gentle smile and said in a soft voice:

"there have been some small accidents just now, but it's harmless. I hope all the Taoist friends can be tolerant. As for the next, naturally, it's the theme of kitchen god banquet."

As soon as he said this, the stalemate atmosphere in heaven and earth suddenly relaxed, and then many whispering voices continued to ring out:

"after waiting for such a long time, we have finally arrived at this stage. We must change our teeth and become the last Kitchen God, no doubt about it?"

"Cut, the change of teeth just depends on the profit of food materials, and its cooking skills are nothing at all. In my opinion, it should be Chunyuan, who deserves to be the kitchen god."

"It's really a joke. The ingredients used by Chunyuan and others are also much more precious than those of other chefs. If you say so, they can't be called Kitchen God either."

Although the voices of many debates are endless, this is only a few people's arguments. Most of the monks' eyes are filled with firmness, and it is obvious that they have already reached a conclusion.

At the same time, Yi Yin slowly waved his hand. After the emptiness returned to silence, he said in a soft voice:

"through the many dishes before, you must also distinguish which is better and which is worse. So please select the kitchen god of this time.

Next, all you need to do is put the magic power containing your own will into the pot of gods and tell them who they choose. Finally, the pot will give you the final answer. "

Hearing the speech, many monks who had already been unable to restrain themselves did not have any hesitation at all. With a flick of their fingers, they could only see a flash of light, flying directly towards the pot of gods in the sky.

For a time, the colorful light is constantly flashing, as if thousands of meteors cut through the sky, beautiful, let people involuntarily immerse in it.After a short time, the myriad streamers were completely integrated into the pot, and the will of countless friars themselves directly communicated with the spirits in the pot.

The vast imperial power suddenly came, and the whole Pantheon was completely revived. The golden light was shining in the sky, just like a real emperor coming. The whole heaven and earth were filled with majestic imperial power.

Under the attention of the public, the golden wanshen pot is constantly flying in the world, sometimes hovering over Shang Ying's head, sometimes wandering around the whole body of Chunyuan, but in the end it is still in front of Yi Ya.

Then, the golden light and the strong imperial power instantly converged, and the whole Pantheon immediately flew towards Yi Ya's body.

Vaguely, you can only see thousands of obscure inscriptions surging, and the Pantheon pot directly enters the sea of knowledge of Yiya.

The matter was settled, and Yiya was the final winner.

Seeing this scene, countless friars could not help cheering. As for Shang Ying and others, although their faces were more or less depressed, they were not too disappointed.

After all, when they saw the lotus seeds of chaotic green lotus, they had already guessed the final outcome.

As for the change of teeth at the moment, his face is still full of thick disbelief, it is hard to imagine that he has been looking forward to the wish, so easy to achieve.

But the God pot in his mind clearly told him that it was not a dream.

After a long time, Yi Ya barely regained his consciousness. Countless thoughts flashed in his mind. Suddenly, he recalled his promise to sun Bing before, and suddenly appeared countless cold sweats behind his back.

Because at the moment, it seems that the jar is still floating in the void.

Immediately, Yi Ya did not have any hesitation at all, and immediately flew toward the earthen pot in the center of heaven and earth.