1193 The Debut of the Divine Seal Dumpling! (1/2)

”What else can we do? Beat them to death...” Bu Fang said, stroking Foxy's head.

Realm Lord Di Tai and the others looked at him, speechless.

'What's wrong with Owner Bu recently? Why has he become so irritable and always want to fight at the slightest disagreement?'

Nethery also clenched her fists and said seriously, ”That's right. Beat them to death!”

The realm lord fell silent.

If truth be told, he knew that this Qilin Chef Feast was a trap that the Nether Prison had set for him, one that he couldn't resist jumping in. As long as he set off for the feast, Nether Prison experts would surely attack him. In the beginning, Meng Qi and City Lord Zou also had the same worries. However, the temptation of the Qilin Chef Feast was too huge, and he couldn't say no to the Divine Chef remains. Now, as he looked at it, the Nether Prison experts must have grasped his thought, and that's why they had dug this pit for him to jump in. It was really an awful feeling.

”Damn it! Beat them to death!” Realm Lord Di Tai jumped to his feet. The feeling of being led by the nose filled him with rage.

ROAR!

A miserable dragon roar rang through the air.

With a ripping noise, the Abyssal Winged Dragon's wing was torn open! Blood spurted and spilled all over the sky!

After a large gash was ripped in its wing, the dragon began to wobble violently.

”Worthless trash from the Immortal Cooking Realm... surrender now. You can't escape with all these void turbulence...” a powerful voice rang out.

A figure clad in a black robe stood on the back of a Tiger Winged Dragon. His towering aura was extremely oppressive, shaking even the sky. Without question, he was a Little Saint! His aura was even stronger than the giant demon Bu Fang had killed!

Countless Tiger Winged Dragons flew over with open mouths, staring greedily at the Abyssal Winged Dragon. Their sharp teeth glinted and looked terrifying.

”Attack!” the Nether Prison experts on the backs of Tiger Winged Dragons thundered.

The auras of these experts were not weak. Most of them were Nine-star True Immortals, and there were even three half-step Saints. Using a lineup of this magnitude to deal with Bu Fang and his companions was considered overwhelming. It seemed that the Nether Prison experts didn't want to give the four of them any chance to escape.

”Surrender?! I'll f*ck you all to death!” Realm Lord Di Tai glared at them and growled, recognizing their familiar auras.

These experts were all from the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan. He had always been angry about this clan... because they were the traitors of the Immortal Cooking Realm! The clan would not have existed if the Immortal Cooking Realm did not exist. However, they were planning to destroy the realm now... They were just a bunch of ungrateful souls!

At the sound, all the Tiger Winged Dragons roared. Sharp hooks shot out again and dug into the Abyssal Winged Dragon's back, then, another ripping sound was heard while blood spilled in all directions.

A stabbing pain caused the enormous Winged Dragon to struggle violently. Its blood sprayed out from the wounds and rained down through the void.

Bu Fang and the others, who stood on its back, felt the world turn around them and could hardly keep their balances.

Realm Lord Di Tai took a deep breath. Wisps of immortal energy emerged and swirled around him. The next moment, a suit of golden armor appeared and wrapped his body.

The Armor of the Realm Lord!

BOOM!

The realm lord pushed his feet into the dragon's back, shot himself across the void, and landed on the back of one of the Tiger Winged Dragons, where a Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert stood.

”Die!” roared the Nine-star True Immortal as he made a straight cut with his sword toward Realm Lord Di Tai.

With an indifferent look in his eyes, the realm lord raised his hand, grabbed the sword, and crushed it. After that, he slapped the Nether Prison expert's head with a palm, blowing his head apart.

As if he had become insane, Realm Lord Di Tai leaped across the void and landed on the back of another Tiger Winged Dragon, threw out a punch, and blew the head of another Nine-star True Immortal apart.

The experts of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan never thought that Realm Lord Di Tai would dare to fight back!

Why did he still have the courage to fight back under such circumstances?

Was he putting up a last-ditch resistance?!

”You're courting death!” the Little Saint boomed. He stepped into the void, walking over the turbulence as he charged at breakneck speed toward Realm Lord Di Tai. In a flash, he was already in front of the realm lord, throwing out his fists and legs.

Realm Lord Di Tai felt terrible pressure. He focused his eyes and turned around. At the same time, his armor burst into a golden light, while a dazzling kitchen knife fell into his hand. Holding the handle tightly, he swung the knife out as if to cut through the void.

BOOM!

A spear pierced through the air and collided with the kitchen knife.

Boom! Boom!

The two Little Saints began to fight in the void, while the other Nether Prison experts targeted Bu Fang and his companions.

Holding a cleaver, a half-step Saint rose into the sky as Nether energy exuded from his body and gathered around the blade.

BOOM!

When he was high enough, he put all his weight into the cleaver and brought it down. The blade gleamed as if it was about to rip the void into pieces!

The pitch-black cleaver blotted out the sky as it hacked down toward Bu Fang and the others on the Abyssal Winged Dragon's back!

It came too fast. Bu Fang and his companions wanted to block it, but they couldn't protect the dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the cleaver hacked into the Abyssal Winged Dragon's head, cutting it in half and spilling its blood across the void.

Bu Fang and his companions flew into the sky.

Nethery had a serious look, and veins began to spread from the corners of her eyes to her ears. Meng Qi was also ready to fight back, her immortal robe waving gracefully.

Countless Tiger Winged Dragons flew over, sank their sharp teeth into the Abyssal Winged Dragon's body, and began to gnaw and tear at its flesh. It was a bloody scene.

Bu Fang's face was indifferent as he said, ”The merchant who sold us this Abyssal Winged Dragon is going to... suffer a major loss.”

Meng Qi didn't know whether she should laugh or weep. Was now the time to focus on this?

Nethery also nodded with a serious expression.

”However, the Nether Prison is going to suffer a major loss as well,” Bu Fang added. His mind flickered, and specks of white light began to gather. Soon, an array emerged in the void.