Rumble!!

The rich black air spread out, as if there were ferocious beasts roaring and divine beasts roaring, and the whole space was trembling. .

Above the high sky, a huge figure wrapped in black air was moving rapidly.

When I looked closer, it made people feel creepy because the black shadow was actually a huge skull. The skull was open, and black air was constantly gushing out of its mouth, causing the skull to quickly pass through the void.

Inside the skull, two of the two large eye sockets were pressed against one of the eye sockets.

Pluto's hair was chaotic by the wind, and his mouth was buzzing.

The head of the Ziyun Saint was also pressed against her eyes, squinting her beautiful eyes, and her fair skin was shaking slightly, like crystal jelly. Her beautiful nose was slightly wrinkled and the corners of her mouth were raised.

"Brother Ha! Why is your car so tall but not isolated from the wind!"

Ziyun narrowed her eyes and shouted loudly, because of the wind, she had to use all her strength to shout out to let Pluto hear it.

Erha half-squinted his eyes, his dark circles drooped, weak, his mouth opened, and the wind poured in, causing him to make a whisper.

"Don't you think...we're fun to have a ride like this?!" Pluto also responded loudly.

"Yes! It's so fun! But I always feel that something is strange!" Saint Ziyun shouted loudly.

"Not surprising at all! My skull killed an abyss demon and carefully made it with its head. Do you see if it is much more handsome than your spiritual boat?" Pluto continued to shout loudly.

"It's very handsome! But why not be separated from the wind! Ordinary spiritual boats can be separated from the wind!" Ziyun still roared.

Pluto's nostrils opened slightly and he glanced at Ziyun with a squinted look, "Don't talk anymore, it's so tired! In days without spicy strips, I want to be baptized by the wind!"

Ziyun: "Brother Ha! You're about to arrive at Taotie Valley! You can definitely eat the spicy strips you want!"

Pluto's eyes were half-closed: "Is that so! Then you are so great!"

In the sky, the two of them roared at each other in the eyes of the huge skull. The black skull pulled a black line in the void and galloped towards the distance, causing the void to tremble and soon disappeared.

In the distance, the magnificent Taotie Valley gradually came into view.

...

As the chefs in Taolou Square showed their own kitchen knives.

The cool sword light rushed straight into the sky, making the atmosphere of the entire Taolou Plaza completely popular at this moment, reaching the sky!

The noise seemed to completely overturn the entire sky.

The face of the king Ouyang Chenfeng looked solemn. The cicada winged kitchen knife in his hand was trembling slightly, like a cicada wing, making a slight buzzing sound.

Ouyang Chenfeng dared not be careless at all, so he would definitely do his best in this fight.

He has seen Bu Fang's cooking skills. Even when it comes to pasta, Bu Fang is not that kind of weak person!

"Bu Fang...I won't bully you either. The dishes I cook today are the modified Sky Burial Noodles that I have thought about overnight! I hope you don't let me down!"

Ouyang Chenfeng said.

The next moment, the cicada wing knife in his hand flew.

After playing with swords, the next moment, he walked back to his stove.

The main ingredients are white flour, but Ouyang Chenfeng's Tianmeng Noodles are not just white flour. His bowl of Tianmeng Noodles has established the top ten dishes on his stele kitchen list.

Although he has never had any competitive mentality, his level is actually not weak at all.

He looked at Bu Fang deeply, and the next moment, Ouyang Chenfeng slowly took out his ingredients from the cabinet.

In a bowl of noodles, the ingredients are the key, but the ingredients cannot be too outstanding, as it will take away the style of the noodles.

In that case, this bowl of noodles is the failure.

Hurry!

He pulled down the huge curtain behind him, and Ouyang Chenfeng's hair was floating.

Seeing the ingredients behind him, everyone was uproared and made a noise.

"My God! What are that!"

"That's all bird spirit beasts... Chef Noodle King is this Tiankong Noodle, which is the best choice for cooking?!"

"Sky Burial Noodles... That's the specialty dish that the chef defeated the original tenth place in the Tiebei Kitchen List!"

...

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone's face showed a look of horror!

Of course, they all heard of Ouyang Chenfeng Noodle King. His most famous one is the Sky Burial Noodle. But he hasn't cooked Sky Burial Noodle for a long time.

A white cloth strip was taken out by Ouyang Chenfeng and tied it to his forehead, and his eyes instantly became extremely sharp.

"Behind me are ninety-nine kinds of bird spirit beasts, my sky burial face...that is, these ninety-nine kinds of bird spirit beasts are used as ingredients." Ouyang Chenfeng said in a deep voice.

Everyone kept their breathing and looked at the King of Face with a serious look.

Even Yan Yu and others had serious eyes.

The sky burial face... is as thunderous as the ears.

Click to scratch!

The cicada wing knife swung, and the light of the knife flickered, and the cages behind it suddenly broke one by one!

Crazy...

The spirit beasts who were originally trapped in the bird cage all spread their wings and flew high.

Feathers flew, and their eyes burst into light of longing for freedom, rising into the sky!

However, soon, these birds and spirit beasts became desperate because sword lights fell from the sky.

The heads of these bird spirit beasts were all cut down!

Plop!

Thousands of sword lights burst out in an instant, and countless flying birds and spirit beasts fell one after another, and blood spilled out, as if it was raining blood.

Ouyang Chenfeng's face was cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was singing a sad burial song.

Almost everyone forgot to breathe, and everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

No one expected that Ouyang Chenfeng, who has always been shown as a good old man, would have such a murderous expression.

Bu Fang's eyes also shrank and he took a deep breath.

Looking at the bloody rain flying around Ouyang Chenfeng and the wailings of birds and spirit beasts, the burial song composed of these wailings shocked my heart.

Sky Burial Noodle... It's indeed extraordinary!

The cicada wing knife is as thin as a cicada wing, as if it was a transparent kitchen knife spinning in Ouyang Chenfeng's hand. His hand speed is so fast that it is almost impossible to see clearly.

Every bird spirit beast that fell down was quickly treated by him, plucking hair, removing internal organs...and so on!

Beside him, there was a big pot, and the fire was rising in the stove, and the hot water in the big pot was boiling. The treated birds and spirit beasts were thrown into the big pot one by one by one by him.

Gululu...

One, two, three... Soon, all the birds and spirit beasts were thrown into the pot by him.

The birds and beasts were not big, but they were filled with pots.

Ouyang Chenfeng went to the lid of the pot, covered the pot, and started boiling.

On the other hand, he did not stop.

He took the prepared white flour. This is the white flour with the characteristics of Taotie Valley. It is made of special spiritual rice, exuding a bright light and is extremely fragrant.

Hurry!

A bowl of boiling blood was taken by Ouyang Chenfeng, and his face was poured into the flour with a cold expression.

The white flour was instantly stained with blood...

Everyone was trembling... Ouyang Chenfeng, he actually kneaded the dough with blood!

Can such noodles be eaten?

Many people's expressions became ugly... It turned out that this was how Tianmang Noodle was done.

Bu Fang was very calm, but he was also a little surprised in his eyes. He knew... the Heavenly Burial may be a bit extraordinary.

"Don't just pay attention to Ouyang Chenfeng... Wang Tong, who is under the broken jade knife, also wants to learn about your cooking skills."

Wang Tong took off the basket on his back, took off his hat, and said lightly.

His eyes were indifferent, and his hair was mixed with black and white, giving people a sense of wasted time.

"I'm here...it's called [The moon sets and crows cry]. I hope you don't let me down..."

Wang Tong said lightly.

The next moment, the milky white broken jade knife was held by him with one hand, and he took the prepared glass bamboo shoots.

The glass bamboo shoots were placed on the stove, and the broken jade knife was cut from all directions. The green leaves on the glass bamboo shoots were cut open, revealing the green bamboo shoot meat inside.

Wang Tong glanced at Bu Fang and carefully took out a jar of wine stained with soil from his backpack.
To be continued...