Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

This was the reason why Song Yu wanted to go up the mountain to find this thing.

In the underworld, he has seen all the things in the underworld, except for the six realms of reincarnation.

The Judge's Pen has the ability to cooperate with the Book of Life and Death in the underworld to determine the life and death of living beings.

So there was no reason for Song Yu to give up after arriving here.

It is said that an expert in art is bold. He went up all the way, completely ignoring the evil wind around him.

But this scene triggered another crisis.

Green figures appeared all around, staring eagerly.

"Why don't you come here? Just watch from a distance?"

The ghostly figures, all of them possessing the strength of the late Heaven Level, almost covered the entire third peak at this moment, but no one came to stop him.

This made Song Yu quite curious.

However, this curiosity did not last long before he discovered something unusual.

There are no more steps above.

Song Yu squinted his eyes and looked around.

On this third peak, except for the path on the mountain that I just walked on, there are only cliffs here.

If you continue to go up, you may need to fly.

Or, use tools to climb up.

But there is no way to fly here.

Song Yu gave it a try. When he reached this position, the force that suppressed the flight became even stronger. He couldn't break it with his current strength.

Two minutes later, Song Yu's eyes lit up.

Immediately, magical powers came out, and Nai He appeared.

A simple bridge spanning tens of thousands of meters fell in front of Song Yu.

The other side of the Naihe Bridge is already on top of the peak.

At the same time, those green ghosts surrounded Song Yu at the same time. They seemed to have received some kind of blessing. Their auras were connected with each other, almost forming an extremely strong encirclement.

"It turned out that I was waiting for this moment, but I won't accompany you anymore."

Song Yu stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, and the bridge shook. As his mind suddenly shrank, it led him quickly up to the peak.

As if they didn't expect this scene, the countless green ghosts collectively paused for a moment before resuming their siege towards the bottom of the cliff.

Song Yu frowned: "They are not afraid of the aura of Naihe Bridge and dare to get close. It's strange."

But now that he had reached the peak, he didn't bother to think about why those ghosts were so bold.

The scene at the summit was unexpected.

Song Yu didn't see the judge's pen, only a dark coffin.

The coffin, which had been placed here for some unknown time, looked like new at the moment, exuding a strange aura.

Song Yu walked up to the coffin without any fear.

"Is there anyone inside?"

He noticed the faint aura of death in it. Although he was curious, he did not open it.

However, after carefully sensing it, he looked troubled.

"It was not my intention to disturb the deceased. I hope you can forgive me."

Song Yu cupped his hands and said.

The aura of Judge Bi appeared in the coffin. If he didn't open the coffin, he wouldn't be able to see Judge Bi.

Yuan Li surged, Song Yu raised his hand and slowly opened the coffin.

A body dressed in pitch-black clothing appeared in Song Yu's eyes.

This is the body of a young man. There is a faint aura of death lingering on the body, and he is obviously dead.

Song Yu's eyes shifted to his chest.

The young man clenched his hands and placed them on his chest, and there was another object in his hands, which was a writing brush with a vermilion barrel.

"Is this the judge's pen?"

Song Yu spoke subconsciously.

At this moment, Song Yu almost reflexively raised his hand to pick up the kitchen knife and held it in front of his eyes.

when……

With a soft sound, Song Yu was blown away.

He watched in shock as the young man flew out and stood next to the coffin.

The young man in black slowly opened his eyes, staring at Song Yu like an evil ghost in the abyss, looking up and down.

"What is in your hand that can block the judge's pen?"

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was very hoarse.

"Who are you? Tianyue Sword Master?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man in black. This was the name he got from the golden sword.

The young man's face moved, as if he wanted to smile, but his body was too stiff and he could only smile.

"It seems that you got the golden sword, which is very good."

he said.

Song Yu said: "It seems that it is you. No wonder the death aura on your body just now was not as strong as that of an ordinary corpse. It seems there is something hidden."

"I am the master of swordsmanship and have few opponents in the three realms. However, I have encountered great changes in the three realms. My longevity has been exhausted. I can only preserve myself in this way."

He waved his hands stiffly and said, seeming very sad.

But Song Yu had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense with him.

Because as time passed, he found that the stiff body opposite him became more and more flexible.

"A major change in the three realms? You can actually survive."

"Haha...it all depends on this Qiankun pen."

The young man looked at the ordinary brush in his hand and smiled proudly.

"Qiankun pen?"

Song Yu looked confused.

"You know its name. It may be the Judge's Brush, but actually it should be called the Qiankun Brush. Judging life and death is just one of its abilities. Leaving it in the underworld is just a waste."

The young man seemed to be very interested in explaining to Song Yu.

Song Yu also understood that the other party was stalling for time.

"Let me verify the secret of Qiankun Brush myself."

He spoke slowly, and the young man was stunned.

Immediately, he saw Song Yu attacking him with a kitchen knife.

"Innocent."

Tianyue Sword Master sneered, and the death aura on his body had completely dissipated at this moment.

He held the judge's pen and touched the kitchen knife with one stroke.

Song Yu was knocked back several hundred meters and reached the edge of the peak.

"Your body is failing."

Song Yu said calmly.

Although Tianyue Sword Master's body was no longer alive, there were also cracks.

The cracks are clearly visible like spider webs.

"It doesn't matter. After I deal with you, you will naturally have a new body. It can pass through the joint blockade of the golden sword and the ghost puppet, and break through the small netherworld. You can still maintain this state after setting foot here. Your talent is better than I expected. The middle one is much stronger, and it suits me just right.”

Song Yu raised his eyebrows: "It seems that what you wanted to play was to use the body to resurrect and be reborn, but it's a pity that someone else came up today and you really succeeded."

After saying that, a terrifying light erupted from his kitchen knife, slashing at Tianyue Sword Master.

Tianyue Sword Master ignored the terrifying sight of his body being broken apart, and raised his hand to strike Song Yu's forehead with one stroke.

The pen tip exploded with mysterious power, penetrated the sword light, and directly attacked Song Yu's body.

Song Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

The power of space laws.

He has reached the state of exhaustion, how can he still use the laws of space?

But he was still a little afraid of the Judge's Pen and didn't dare to let it touch him.

So he raised his kitchen knife and slashed at the judge's pen.

Tianyue Sword Master had a look of mockery in his eyes.

"The Qiankun Brush is originally the treasure of the underworld. Although the knife in your hand is extremely strong, how can it affect the Qiankun Brush?"

After the words fell, the judge's pen came to Song Yu's eyes, obviously wanting to take down Song Yu with one blow.

All the sharp edges were concentrated on the tip of the pen, and the black pen tip even pierced the dark space cracks.

Click...

There was a cracking sound.

Tianyue Sword Master was stunned and Song Yu was dumbfounded.

Did I cut off the judge pen?

Song Yu's face was confused, and he only had this sentence in his heart.