God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Faced with their third uncle suddenly rushing up with a cane, the members of the Fire Spirit Tribe were naturally not intimidated at all.

Just kidding, how could these young people in their prime possibly be afraid of a dying old man?

Moreover, to put it bluntly, people as old as Third Uncle are rare even among the entire Barbarian God Clan.

As innate beings, the Barbarian Gods do indeed have long lifespans, but even so, there are very few Barbarian Gods who can rival Third Uncle.

Anyway, these members of the Fire Spirit Tribe didn't recognize them.

Just because they didn't recognize the person at first doesn't mean that others didn't recognize them either.

The chieftain of the Fire Spirit Tribe was the first to recognize the identity of the Third Uncle.

This old fellow is practically a living fossil. He's quite famous among the surrounding tribes, and as the chief of the Fire Spirit Tribe, it's impossible for him not to recognize him.

Since this old man is here, it means that this group of people is most likely from the Yanwu tribe.

Sure enough, the next second, a furious roar was heard.

You Fire Spirit Tribe people have some nerve, daring to even touch my son and Ye boy.

When the chieftain of the Yanwu tribe arrived, everyone in the Huoling tribe had complicated expressions.

We were just saying that it would be troublesome if we encountered reinforcements from the Yanwu tribe, but the next second they actually arrived. What do we do now?

The fact that Qi Wu's father brought so many people here clearly meant he wasn't joking.

Facing the Fire Spirit Tribe members, the Yanwu Tribe members showed no mercy whatsoever.

"Chieftain, why waste words with them? Since they attacked first, there's nothing more to say. Chieftain, give the order, and we'll cripple them."

The members of the Yanwu tribe truly gave the Huoling tribe no chance whatsoever.

Since these Fire Spirit Tribe people dared to chase us all the way here, there's nothing more to say; we should just kill them.

Since we've already made our move and completely broken ties, if you want to kill our young clan leader and Brother Ye, how can we let you live?

We must keep these people from the Fire Spirit Tribe here today.

Faced with the enraged and murderous crowd, the old patriarch of the Yanwu tribe did not waste any words this time. He looked at the patriarch of the Huoling tribe with murderous intent and shouted.

"kill."

Without giving them a chance to speak, the Yanwu tribe members charged forward without hesitation at the old patriarch's command, immediately engaging in fierce combat with the Huoling tribe.

Faced with the encirclement and attack of the Yanwu tribe, the Huoling tribe naturally could not surrender without resistance. Even if they were unwilling, they had no choice but to fight back.

However, the Fire Spirit Tribe members, already demoralized and exhausted from their journey, quickly found themselves at a disadvantage against the aggressive Flame Warrior Tribe.

The situation reversed instantly; the Fire Spirit Tribe, which had been the attackers, was now the ones being surrounded and killed.

Uncle San, holding his cane, stared at Huo Ming without saying a word.

After all, it was this kid who led the attack on Ye Changqing. If we're talking about the ringleader, then this kid is the one who deserves to die the most.

So Uncle San didn't waste any words and immediately engaged the boy in fierce combat.

Facing the aged Third Uncle, Huo Ming's side gained no advantage whatsoever.

Although Third Uncle was old, his strength was by no means weak.

After all, having lived for so many years, how could I possibly have nothing left?

The cane in his hand, now in the hands of the Third Uncle, was wielded with great force.

Huo Ming had been hit several times in a short period of time.

It felt like my arm was about to be broken; the bones were cracked.

The intense pain made Huo Ming grit his teeth, his heart burning with rage, wishing he could just kill the old man.

But he also knew that with his strength, it would be too difficult to kill this old man. In order to save his life, Huo Ming could only roar angrily.

"Old man, are you blind? Can't you see something's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, the Third Uncle's killing intent intensified, and he stared coldly at Huo Ming.

"I knew you were up to no good a long time ago. You still dare to talk nonsense? You'd better die."

As he spoke, he swung his cane at Huo Ming again.

Huo Ming was furious.

This old man is completely impossible to communicate with. Is this what he's talking about?

Do you think I don't know if I have a problem?

The next second, Huo Ming gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"Old man, are you getting senile? Didn't you see that huge Black Mist Forest? Why are you staring at me?"

"Black Mist Forest? Hmm???"

Third Uncle didn't really care about the Black Mist Forest. After all, from the moment he made his move, all his attention was focused on Huo Ming, so he had no time to pay attention to anything else.

Only after being reminded by Huo Ming did they belatedly look at the dark forest in front of them.

He did look somewhat familiar. At his age, Uncle San was naturally no stranger to the Black Mist Forest.

I've passed by this forest countless times in my youth, and it really doesn't look any different from the one in front of me.

But this thing is the Black Mist Forest? How could the Black Mist Forest possibly appear in a place like this?

This location is wrong. Shouldn't the Black Mist Forest be next to the Fire Spirit Tribe? This is almost to their Flame Warrior Tribe. You're saying this is the Black Mist Forest?

After a brief moment of surprise, the third uncle immediately shouted angrily.

"You dare to try and fool this old man? Take this!"

As he spoke, he raised his crutch to strike, but Huo Ming's lips twitched as he watched.

This old man is really possessed. Are you deaf or what?

The Black Mist Forest is right in front of you, can't you see it?

Huo Ming was truly on the verge of tears. This old man only had eyes for him, obsessed with killing him, and didn't care about anything else.

Unfortunately, Huo Ming couldn't beat this old man, otherwise he would have killed him directly.

Faced with his third uncle's attack, Huo Ming gritted his teeth and dealt with it while saying fiercely.

“Take a good look. Isn’t this the Black Mist Forest? We’ve been following them all the way here because Qi Wu and the others went into the Black Mist Forest and haven’t come out. We had no choice but to keep following them.”

Ok? ? ?

Huo Ming roared angrily, but this time, upon hearing this, Third Uncle was stunned and stopped what he was doing.

Then he slowed down his attack and looked up at the location of the black mist forest.

After a careful examination, the black mist forest seemed increasingly familiar, as if I had indeed seen it somewhere before.

The ancient, dark tree, with its black trunk and branches, appeared suspicious to Uncle San.

"Is this really the Black Mist Forest?"

"What's there to doubt? There's such a huge Black Mist Forest right in front of you. Are you getting old and your eyesight is failing you? Can't you see it?"

Huo Ming roared, "Why is that old man so hard to fool?"