Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

When Song Yu heard this, various disgusting and perverted images suddenly appeared in his mind.

So, he quickly said: "You don't need to explain too clearly, just let me take a look."

At this time, Su Xianlong said, "Kill him."

Apparently, Su Xianlong and others, who were attacked by the bloody gas at close range, also understood what was going on with the black-robed man in front of them in a short time.

"Let me do it."

Tang Mufeng said, then stretched his right hand behind his back, and walked forward, a black long knife was already in his hand.

The rest did not make a move.

Xia Xuqian quietly made a gesture, signaling to everyone in the Special Affairs Bureau not to act rashly.

The black-robed man in front of him was not very strong, and he was confident enough to win.

Since Su Xianlong went to rescue soldiers, he would naturally not be a weak person.

"Where is the brat, Su Xianlong wants you to die so much?"

The man in black laughed wildly, surrounded by black air, and everyone's vision was much blurred.

Tang Mufeng's handsome face did not change any expression, step by step, his momentum rose.

Soon, the distance between the two sides was less than five meters.

Tang Mufeng's lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering something.

The next moment, his whole body turned into a series of phantoms, rushing towards the opponent.

The black-robed man sneered, and his whole body exploded with a bang.

Pieces of flesh and blood the size of a fist flew all over the sky, covering the sky and covering the sky.

Tang Mufeng frowned, and then his eyes flashed, and he slashed at the still intact cloak.

All the pieces of flesh and blood that came into contact with on the way were cut to pieces by Tang Mufeng.

A fierce intention spread towards the four directions.

Su Xianlong raised her hand, and an invisible barrier appeared, intercepting the pieces of flesh and blood flying towards everyone, only the dark red blood spilled all over the place.

Su Xianlong squinted her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

But Tang Mufeng's attack changed the cloak.

The cloak retreated rapidly, revealing a figure.

The thin figure like a bamboo pole didn't react at all, and saw the light of the knife passing through the center, and then his body fell to two places on the ground.

Beside, Tang Mufeng's figure slowly dissipated like a phantom.

The real Tang Mufeng appeared beside the cloak.

Looking at the thin body that was divided into two but without blood, Tang Mufeng said, "This is a puppet that has been manipulated."

The rest of the people obviously realized it too, and their expressions became serious.

A puppet has such strength?

The explosion just now was not very powerful, and probably only the small captains of the Special Affairs Bureau could not catch it among the people present.

If those pieces of flesh and blood couldn't be hit, they couldn't do any damage either.

But if hit, it's not just physical damage.

Song Yu could see through the video that the dark red blood on the ground was corroding the concrete floor, and big pits appeared one after another.

This kind of suicide attack must be a puppet.

"Go ahead." Su Xianlong said.

Tang Mufeng returned to the team without a trace on the knife.

But he didn't put away the knife, and kept holding it in his hand.

Everyone moved forward, Song Yu watched but unconsciously became nervous.

Since there can be one puppet, there can be ten or hundreds.

If a large number of puppets with such strength exploded themselves, would it really be easy to deal with it?

And those pieces of flesh and blood were really disgusting, they actually stuck to the periphery of a human corpse, and then exploded.

The surrounding atmosphere was a bit oppressive, and everyone was more vigilant.

There was something wrong with the opponent's first attack. Although it was a suicide attack, it was more like sending someone away.

Su Xianlong kept staring at the two dark red lanterns not far away.

That is the core of the whole area.

Tap, tap, tap...

A clear voice came.

Everyone stopped almost at the same time.

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of neat footsteps continued.

In just two breaths, a group of about a hundred ancient soldiers appeared in front of them.

They formed a phalanx and looked at the crowd with a dead look on their faces, their evil spirit was astonishing.

"What is this? Still wearing ancient armor?"

Song Yu was puzzled.

He had an answer in his mind, but he wasn't quite sure.

For this world, he knows too little.

"It's Yin soldiers. Groups of Yin soldiers, especially when they form a battle formation, their ghost energy can gather together to fight against the enemy, making them very difficult to deal with."

White Shadow explained.

Guard Feather at the side, watching this scene, was still silent, but a little ready to move.

"Amitabha……"

At this time, a sound of Buddha's name came, and the old monk stepped out slowly, looking at the fierce battle formation of hundreds of people, with a look of sadness on his face.

"When you die in battle, if you don't protect one side's safety, you should also enter reincarnation to enjoy the next life, but evil cultivators use this to kill living beings, and you are contaminated with boundless evil spirit..."

With a sigh, he clasped his palms together, facing the neatly advancing battle formation of ghost qi, the string of Buddhist beads in his palm suddenly flew up and twirled around his forehead.

A series of Sanskrit sounds suddenly sounded faintly.

And it's still growing.

Song Yu watched the video across the network, and felt that his whole mind suddenly cleared up.

Uh... It's a bit like entering the state of a sage.

Song Yu was too familiar with such a situation.

Isn't this the effect of his own steamed bun minus the permanent enhancement of the soul?

It's just that this monk is even more powerful, and he has such an effect across the Internet. If he is on the spot, he will have the effect of the best steamed stuffed bun, right?

And this kind of steamed stuffed bun effect can be made by wasting high-end ingredients, which is a bit more convenient than talking about it for a while.

Song Yu secretly compared.

Bai Ying said in surprise: "I don't know where this monk is from, he's a bit powerful."

But judging by her tone, this monk might be even more powerful than what I saw?

Song Yu looked at the hundred-man battle formation.

Sure enough, the momentum of the hundred of them gathered together faintly, resisting the attack of the Sanskrit sound.

But the Sanskrit sounds kept coming, washing over the battlefield.

The hundred Yin soldiers could only be forced to stop at this moment, but the strong evil spirit on their bodies was constantly being purified and weakened.

Such a scene made everyone a little excited.

A battle formation composed of a hundred Yin soldiers is definitely a troublesome opponent, but it is also amazing that Monk Tonghui can do such a thing.

But Su Xianlong frowned.

Immediately, under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he raised his hand to make a formula, and silently recited scriptures with a serious expression on his delicate face.

When Song Yu was guessing what kind of spell this was, he saw that the Yin soldiers suddenly began to tremble collectively, and then amidst everyone's surprise, their faces became calm and soothing, no longer ferocious.

A few minutes later, their eyes became a little brighter, and they stopped being dull and bloodthirsty. They bowed to Su Xianlong and Tong Hui, and then they turned into clouds of green smoke and dissipated.

Tonghui recited the Buddha's name again and received the Buddha's power.

Su Xianlong glanced at the two red lanterns that were still swaying, and waved her small hand: "We can't delay any longer, solve this as soon as possible, and see what their purpose of delaying and consuming us is."

Only then did everyone realize that it was Su Xianlong who felt that Monk Tonghui was too slow alone, and was worried that the other party was deliberately delaying.

Therefore, in the next two consecutive obstacles, they all shot together to solve the trouble as soon as possible.

In less than ten minutes, everyone had arrived in front of the house.

This is no ordinary house, but a mansion.

top mansion.

Or it could be called a manor.

At the entrance of the small manor, the two red lanterns are extremely conspicuous, bursting with dark energy.

"walk into."

Looking at the open door, Su Xianlong hesitated a little, and walked in first.