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Chapter 1803 Pseudo Chef's Dishes(2/3)

In front of Bu Fang, the blue and white porcelain plate is suspended.

A dish above it emits golden light.

The mental power falls into the dish.

You can feel the surging atmosphere in the dishes.

There are mountains, vast seas, earth, and fields...

It seems to be a microcosm of a world.

However, you can sense that the ingredients are connected by golden light.

Therefore, this dish did not become perfect.

Bu Fang let out a breath.

Put your fingers on that dish a little.

The dishes slowly hang out.

Buzz...

"Congratulations to the host for completing the fake chef's dishes: the map of mountains, rivers, and country..."

A systematic and serious voice echoed in Bu Fang's mind.

The color of the step is as usual, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

Fake Chef God's dishes...

Is it because of Xiaopi?

If it weren't for small skin, this dish... might not be able to form at all.

Bu Fang had no expression and breathed a sigh of relief.

As the system sounds silence.

Bu Fang's breath changed slightly.

The lazy soul master who was cracked in one move was unwilling to accept it.

He could not let Bu Fang develop.

Therefore, he finally moved...

He left the position of seven time and space hourglass, and his huge body roared, and suddenly spanned the heavens and all worlds, and appeared in front of Bu Fang.

The lazy soul master shrinks his body and becomes a fat man.

His eyes were fixed on Bu Fang.

With a trembling hand, a painted black halberd appeared in his hand.

This long halberd is a soul god weapon, with infinite power.

He suddenly came toward Bu Fang!

He wanted to kill Bu Fang in the starry sky, completely cutting off the chef's growth path...

The time and space hourglass is rotating.

The eyes of the leader Tongtian Sect suddenly lit up. This is an opportunity!

However, in the distance, the six great soul masters were also trying hard to stop him.

Even with the help of Bu Fang's five great spirits, he still felt it was still difficult.

war!

But...this is the only chance!

The eyes of the Master Tongtian Sect fell on the body of the soul god.

We must never let this terrifying existence as much as the master appear!

"war!!!"

The leader of Tongtian whistled.

He raised his hands suddenly to the sky.

Countless stars burst.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation was set up again and crushed by.

The lazy soul master comes to kill him.

Bu Fang had no expression and looked at the dishes quietly. The expression on his face was full of pity and regret.

Fake chef's dishes.

That means... this dish failed.

A pseudo-word.

All told.

However, Bu Fang was not disappointed.

At least, he has found a way out of endless confusion and darkness.

He can continue to move forward firmly...

Bang!!!

A black halberd came in an explosion.

The void shattered.

The terrible murderous aura lingers in the heavens.

The little fat man transformed by the lazy soul master had a solemn look.

Smash towards Bu Fang.

Dishes?

Break!

cook?

Kill!

The lazy great soul master at the level of the Great Perfect Chaos Saint, finally killed him.

Approach, approach...

The moment a halberd almost hit Bu Fang's head.

Xiaobai, who had been standing behind Bu Fang, moved.

The palms like palm-leaf fan spread open, and with a clang, he grabbed the long halberd...

In the purple eyes, purple light burst out and hit the body of the lazy soul master.

Um?

The lazy soul master will dodge his head.

He grabbed the long halberd's hand and turned it violently. Then, the long halberd turned rapidly.

The next moment, thousands of attacks broke out.

The long halberd broke free from Xiaobai's palm.

Bu Fang sighed faintly.

Raise your hand.

When he pinched his two fingers, the dishes in front of him were steaming, and the two fingers were pinched.

It seemed to turn into a long dragon soaring into the sky.

A flash of finger.

Bounced on the long halberd...

Dong!

A sound like a collision of the Bell of the Great Way resounded.

The lazy soul master's eyes suddenly shrank.

He was shocked to find that the soul magic weapon halberd actually softened under the impact of this fragrance...

What's going on?!

The fragrance dragon continued to hover, constantly approaching the lazy soul master.

The lazy soul master was so scared that he took off his hand, and the long halberd collapsed in the void under the fragrance.

What kind of means is this?!
To be continued...
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