Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Since the cook is ruthless, the Son of God will not be polite.

“Bang--!!” “Bang--!!!” “Bang--!” “Bang--!-!” “Bang--!!!”

Fat meat powder shells were fired at Tianpeng one after another from all directions.

These pink pig cannons look quite humorous, but the actual effect is amazing. The firing of each one has been designed by Jiang Yuan, who accurately predicts Tianpeng's steps and beats the sect leader into a corner with no escape, leaving him covered in blood.

First, his left arm was broken by a cannonball coming from behind, and he almost fell into the oil pan. Then his right leg was broken by another cannonball.

The spectators were so excited that their blood was boiling. Just as they were about to cheer, they were frightened by the boiling oil spraying out of the pot and stepped back.

As long as nothing unexpected happens in this battle, Jiang Yuan is sure to win.

But like all story routines, things soon went wrong.

Just now, Jiang Yuan had launched at least nearly a hundred shells, most of which were shot down into the pot by Tianpeng. However, the boiling oil in the pot just kept roaring and did not rise. It was obvious that there was something else going on in the pot.

Before Jiang Yuan could figure it out, he saw Tianpeng on the opposite side shooting out a dark light from his empty pig eyes, and whispered:

“It’s time to start cooking.”

The nine-toothed rake suddenly hit the surface of the pot, making a loud and sharp noise----!

“Boom-------------!!!!”

The giant pot was shaking, and the boiling oil was surging up and down like an overwhelming force.

"Walk."

Yu Du sensed the danger, and with his slender five fingers he wrapped around his master's thin waist. He led Jiang Yuan to leap backwards, and easily jumped to the top of the third floor of Tianshanfang, stepping onto a patch of green tiles.

Just as they were leaving, a pair of giant golden hands suddenly emerged from the frying pan and slapped the place where they had just stood.

Shadows covered the ground, and the watching players were all dumbfounded as they watched the giant object slowly rising from the pot.

"What the hell is this..."

"Is this a statue of a deity? A deity made of...cooked oil!?"

I saw a vortex in the center of the turbid boiling oil, surging upward, and a huge monster made of boiling oil slowly appeared.

It squeezed out of the pot, with its lower body below the waist in the pot, its naked upper body was solid and powerful, full of muscle lines, a human body and a pig head, looking like an enlarged version of the macho Tianpeng.

The fierce fire at the bottom of the pot intensified the burning, and thick smoke was coming out of the upper body of the pig-headed monster. Through the billowing orange oil, from time to time, one could see the pig fairy inside that was fried to golden yellow floating up, like a boiling golden giant statue.

Ever since this thing came out of the pot, the sticky and thick smell of meat oil in the barrier has become even stronger. If it were real, when inhaled into the nasal cavity, it would seem that it could fry one's nose hairs and burn one's internal organs.

Jiang Yuan slowed down his breathing, covered his lips with the back of his hand, a few drops of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and his face turned a little pale. Yu Du, who was not far away, saw everything.

Tian Peng said: "This is my incarnation, the Golden Cooking God. It can fry and cook all the food it touches. It is perfect for dealing with delicious players like you!"

He swung the rake, and dozens of arms grew out of the statue's body, smashing towards everyone and starting to indiscriminately attack all the players present.

“Bang---!!!”

“Bang---!!!!”

“Bang---!!!!”

Smoke and dust rose up, and there were more than a dozen charred holes on the ground. The barrier was shaking and the tall buildings were swaying.

In the chaos, several passengers bumped into each other in panic and fell to the grass, and fists as big as carriages were immediately aimed at them.

Just as the blow was about to fall, the Human-Pig King, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly ran out, knocked these people away, and rolled to the side.

However, the result was that it had to bear this brutal blow itself.

At the critical moment, a silver light broke through the air, and the giant axe split the giant hand into two halves from bottom to top, saving the Pig King in time.

“Woohoo…hot hot hot!!!”

Wu Qu bared his teeth, blew his hands, and smiled at the Human-Pig King:

"Haha! Instructor Huo! I knew you were awake! Don't deny it! It doesn't matter, even if you turn into a pig..."

Then Captain Wu was knocked flying by the hot-tempered Pig King, and hit the barrier, and fell down slid down with a funny and humorous posture.

The executive officers of the Seventh Squadron were horrified: "Captain... Captain!!!"

The Human-Pig King let out a breath of hot air from his nostrils: "Hmph----------!"

(Stupid.)

In the heavenly palace, the bright moon slowly rose, covering one third of the sky.

The battle in Tianshanfang was fierce, with lights and shadows constantly flashing. The combat-capable passengers and executives tried their best to fight against the three-story-high golden statue. However, their attacks hit the opponent like hitting water, and it was difficult to cause damage. They could only try to delay time.

Just when all the players were struggling to deal with the incarnation of Tianpeng, Jiang Yuan, on the second floor corridor of Tianshanfang, made two gestures with his index finger and jumped to hide behind Yu Du.

"Sir, help me! I'm afraid of gods, and I'm afraid of heat. I have no weapons to use!!!"

Yu Du held out his hand: "The Disaster Illusion is for you."

"Oh, how can I do that... The disaster illusion is given to me, what do you want to use?" Jiang Shenzi politely refused:

Yu Du summoned a black-and-gold lotus-patterned musket from his phone:

"Annihilation."

"That's all I can do." Jiang Yuan couldn't refuse the kindness, so he happily took the staff he had been eyeing for a long time, and said:

"But how do I use the disaster illusion?"

Yu Du lowered his eyes: "The illusion follows the heart, just use your heart."

Jiang Yuan: "Oh, I'll try."

The beautiful Son of God closed his eyes and concentrated. His heart was moved slightly, and the purple jade on the top of the staff immediately lit up with a faint glow. Stars twinkled inside, as if there was a soul that was beating and ecstatic for it.

Finally, after some hard work, Jiang Shenzi managed to squeeze out a pure white, transparent, useless bubble the size of a ping-pong ball from the purple jade.

The long-haired young man encouraged: "It's very good for first-time users."

"It's okay." Jiang Yuan's face flushed slightly, with a hint of pride hidden in his modesty:

“It’s mainly because the teacher taught well.”

"You two, you still have the time to play around at this time. You are looking down on me."

Tianpeng's voice sounded from behind the two of them.

He was originally hiding behind the statue, but was annoyed by the two idiots' behavior of temporarily changing weapons to teach, so he came out to collect the heads.

The pig-headed god did not hesitate, and the rake in his right hand left an afterimage while slashing at the two defenseless people at the same time.

Jiang Yuan's amber pupils suddenly shrank, and two slender figures, one black and one white, were chopped into dozens of pieces by the nail rake in the blink of an eye!!!

Feeling the familiar touch, the young man under the pig head mask frowned and thought something was wrong.

Fell into a trap!

This is another bubble trick!

The bubble exploded with a bang, and before he could come to his senses, the golden bullet was loaded, and the black muzzle was against the back of Tianpeng's head.

The night wind ruffled his black hair. The black-robed executive held the Annihilation in his hand, his index finger on the trigger, and warned coldly:

"do not move."

In front of Tianpeng, the Disaster Magic Staff was pointed directly at his forehead, and the Snow-haired Son of God smiled mischievously:

"How about it, do you like the tricks I just learned, Master Tianpeng?"