There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Nie Wushuang held the ox-ear knife and slowly raised it.

The monster behind the stove stopped looking and turned to the big pot in front of it. He didn't see that Nie Wushuang didn't raise the knife to dig out his heart and cut open his stomach. Instead, he gently pressed his left hand on the stove, flew up lightly, jumped over the stove, and landed in front of it.

The monster's head turned around at an incredibly fast speed, and was about to look at Nie Wushuang.

Before the eyes met, a cold and evil will surged towards Nie Wushuang. Compared with the initial eye contact in the corridor and being watched by many monsters in the yard, this will was stronger. Before it came, there was terror.

This terror can make people's souls stiff.

Once the eyes are formed, the will falls.

The consequences are even more unimaginable.

At this time, most people have collapsed, and it is almost impossible to fight this kind of terror with will alone.

The so-called man conquers nature, but there are conditions.

Sometimes, the power of heaven and earth cannot be resisted by human power.

In the strange domain, in this world, the strange is the world, and the strange power is the power of the world. It has a will that cannot be violated, that is, the divine will martial artist, who can only maintain his own will and self-awareness at this time.

For internal force martial artists such as Chen Lei, at this time, most of their self-awareness has been exhausted. At this time, they may be struggling to support themselves. It may be difficult to figure out what happened, let alone recover their memories and escape.

As for those who are not even martial artists, they have long been like pigs and sheep, in a daze.

They can only let the strange minions manipulate them.

Terror descended, and Nie Wushuang's expression did not change.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the three-legged golden crow flew out from the sun, spewing divine fire, temporarily isolating the terror from the soul.

Temporarily!

Now, he who has not absorbed the true fire of the sun is roughly equivalent to the divine will, and his realm level cannot be equal to that of a real person. To a certain extent, compared with the terror of the strange, the level is also slightly lower.

Therefore, he can only temporarily isolate the opponent's attack.

Over time, it was inevitable to fall.

While he could still control his body, Nie Wushuang grabbed the monster, endured the bone-eating coldness in his palm, swung the knife with his right hand, and the blade embedded in the monster's neck. With a strong pull, he cut the head off the neck and dropped it into the pot.

The head sank to the bottom of the pot, floated up again, and kept rolling.

The painted facial features were soaked in blood and turned completely blank.

Without the monster as a medium, the horror disappeared.

It was like the sword hanging over his head had left, and Nie Wushuang felt extremely relaxed.

He picked up the big pot with his left hand and waved the spatula with his right hand.

At this moment, he waved the spoon and flipped the pot like other chef monsters behind the stove, with the same movements, the same rhythm, and no disobedience.

The headless monster stood behind the stove, moving back and forth a few steps, seemingly looking for his head. After not finding it, it left the stove, went to a corner of the kitchen, came under the wooden rack, took off the iron hook, hooked it on his neck, and hung himself up.

In the kitchen, nothing changed except that Nie Wushuang replaced the chef.

In Nie Wushuang's opinion, the rule of the kitchen is that something must be put into the pot, and this thing must be a part of the monster's body, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, limbs, and head are all OK. In addition, the fire cannot be extinguished, and the waving of the spoon and flipping the pot cannot stop.

In short, this longevity soup for hundreds of descendants must be good!

Apart from this, there are probably no other taboos.

So, Nie Wushuang took a risk and replaced the monster chef with himself.

As for waving the spoon and flipping the pot, as a warrior with a golden finger, it is too easy to simulate this action. After all, he has a clone. When observing the actions of those monster chefs, the clone is waving the spoon and flipping the pot. It's easy to get started after one time, and it will be proficient after more than ten times.

Is the problem solved?

No!

This level is just the first half.

There must be a follow-up.

This pot of soup is cooked and poured into a large basin. Where should it be sent?

Nie Wushuang seemed to be concentrating on making soup, but in fact, his mind was full of thoughts. What should he do next? What should he do in any situation? He had at least a dozen plans in mind.

However, the old saying is true.

Plans are not as fast as changes!

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind rushed in from outside the kitchen.

Pots and pans clanged.

It was Bai Tianxing, the true master of the inner sect of the Chihuo Tower in Shangjing Huafu, who rushed in. He was holding the Liangyi Chihuo Hammer with disheveled hair. His expression was ferocious and almost crazy. After rushing in, he swung the Liangyi Chihuo Hammer.

The blue flame flew out and turned into a sky full of stars falling in all directions.

"Die!"

"All of you die!"

The flames fell, and everything was burned.

No matter whether it was flammable or non-flammable, no matter whether it was a monster or a building, once it was contaminated by the blue flame, it could not get rid of it and burned instantly. In an instant, the whole kitchen was full of blue flames.

There was only fire, no smoke.

The blue flame also fell on Nie Wushuang's head.

At the moment of attack, Bai Tianxing didn't have the time to identify whether there were humans here. In his opinion, surrounded by monsters, even if there were humans, they would most likely have been contaminated and become evil.

It would be great if the fire burned everything clean.

I don't have the time to spend time identifying.

If they hadn't been contaminated and became innocent victims?

I can only say sorry!

Sighing, Nie Wushuang put down the spatula.

He raised the iron pot in his hand, caught the green flame flying towards him, and let it fall into the pot.

"Teng!"

With a muffled sound, the flame was generated in the pot.

"Ah!"

A shrill howl came from the void.

With the sound, the flame in Nie Wushuang's pot was extinguished immediately. Not only that, the flames in the entire kitchen were extinguished, extinguished by the powerful will that came with the howl, and the entire kitchen was shaking.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

There were footsteps, the earth was shaking, and the building was shaking.

What's going on?

Nie Wushuang took a deep breath.

Taiyi!

The blood and qi in his body were compressed into a point, and in his sea of ​​consciousness, the three-legged golden crow was eager to try.

Bai Tianxing turned his head suddenly, looked outside the door with a puzzled expression, and held the two-yin and red fire hammer in his hand tightly.

"Crash!"

The beam of the kitchen was overturned.

The monsters hanging on the wooden beams also flew into the air, and then they were firmly grasped by a huge hand. The huge hand that grasped the monsters shrank back, as if it was shrinking into the clouds, and finally came to a huge face.

It was a giant with a height of a hundred feet.

Just like the ten-story building in Nie Wushuang's previous life.

The giant stuffed the monsters into his mouth, and those monsters were stuffed into his mouth. He chewed them a few times like fennel beans and swallowed them down.

Then, Nie Wushuang's vision was dark.

Not good!

His heart skipped a beat.

Taiyi!

Qi and blood burst out, and his toes touched the ground.

The next moment, Nie Wushuang rushed out like a gust of wind, following Bai Tianxing who was also running outside, and left the kitchen one after another.

The big foot fell.

"Bang!"

The giant stepped on the kitchen with one foot, and it collapsed completely.

"You?"

Bai Tianxing glanced at Nie Wushuang who was following him closely.

Well, the nobles have a lot of things to do.

Well, it's not that the nobles have a lot of things to do.

To be precise, the nobles have no irrelevant people in their eyes, even if Nie Wushuang has met him before.

And, at that time, he regarded Nie Wushuang as a waste.

At this moment, Bai Tianxing still had no impression of Nie Wushuang, and was still wondering, where did this kid come from?

He must be a human, and I don't know why he fell into the strange domain?

Perhaps, he can ask him about the whereabouts of Senior Sister Gu.

"Uncle Bai, I am Nie Wushuang, the new disciple of Shangyang Tower. Last night, I met Uncle with my senior brothers and sisters..."

Knowing that the other party could not remember him, Nie Wushuang took the initiative to reveal his identity, and the main purpose was to avoid embarrassment.

"Oh!"

After responding, Bai Tianxing turned his body sharply, like a big bird flying up, and landed on the eaves.

At the same time, Nie Wushuang and him, the whole body is exactly the same, almost at the same time landed on the eaves, only four or five feet apart.

"Bang!"

The big foot landed, creating a big hole in the ground.

If the two hadn't left, they would have been crushed to pieces.

Bai Tianxing glanced at Nie Wushuang, his eyes were quite complicated, because he had remembered the scene at that time. He remembered that he had regarded this young man as a waste, but now the other party's body skills and speed could not be a waste.

Sixteen years old?

Is this how I was at sixteen?

"Uncle Bai, what should I do?"

Nie Wushuang asked.

"Hehe..."

Bai Tianxing sneered.

"Don't be scared by the huge body of this idiot. It's big but useless. It's only suitable for hard labor. It's just a chicken and a dog. It can be broken with a flick of a finger..."

While speaking, he tapped his toes.

The whole person soared up, like an immortal ascending with the wind, rushing towards the giant who was a hundred feet high with an extremely beautiful posture, turning and dancing in the air, avoiding the giant's big hand, and then landing on the giant's slightly bent knee.

The next moment, he flew up again.

In a few breaths, he flew to the level of the giant's face.

At that moment, Bai Tianxing was suspended in the air, waving his sleeves, and staring at the giant.

"Little boy, watch how I, Bai, kill the devil!"

Bai Tianxing's voice echoed in the air.

It was sonorous and powerful.

After that, he flew towards the giant, raised the Liangyi Red Fire Hammer, and was about to knock it gently on the giant's forehead.

In Nie Wushuang's view, it was like a mosquito flying towards an adult, ready to bite the other person's forehead.

He stared at it intently.

Suddenly, a small hole appeared in the giant's forehead.

It was like a window suddenly opened on the top floor of a skyscraper, and a person walked out of the window.

Although it was far away, Nie Wushuang could still see it very clearly.

It was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing silk clothes, but the clothes were not long robes, but short clothes suitable for labor.

Nie Wushuang had met this person once.

He was a member of the huge convoy that followed Bai Tianxing and others. He should be the personal servant of a young master from a noble family.

At that time, the two of them met and the other party smiled at him.

He had two dimples when he smiled, and was very gentle.

As for his name, Nie Wushuang didn't know.

Logically, Bai Tianxing should know this person.

However, it seemed that he didn't recognize him.

He flew towards the man, raised the Liangyi Red Fire Hammer, and the green flame flew from the hammer head and hit the boy.