The soul god would rather die than give in.

He would never eat it!

Bufang's dishes made him feel a crisis.

Food is poison to him, and it will wear away his power of great sin little by little!

This is the trap of the kitchen god, and it is also the most effective way to deal with him!

The soul god's eyes widened, and his mouth was tightly closed.

He still doesn't believe it, he keeps his mouth closed, is it difficult for him to take steps, and can he still stuff the dishes into his mouth?

Bufang looked at the soul god lightly.

The gaze was very calm.

The food formation is surging......

The pitch-black power of great sin that had dissipated on the soul god's body was actually continuously suppressed at this moment.

The soul god's gaze shrank.

Damn the Will of the Kitchen God......

He will not give in.

Bufang sighed.

In this room now, the Kitchen God is invincible, even if the Soul God has touched the Ancestral God Realm.

However, he had no heart, and his heart was used by the kitchen god, who now suppressed him in turn.

Perhaps, after the soul god gradually adapts to the power of the heart, he can recall the heart.

However, at this moment, the soul god can only be obediently suppressed.

The soul god's body trembled, slowly raised his head, and slowly opened his mouth......

His eyes narrowed.

Bu Fang grabbed the spoon and scooped the dishes into the mouth of the soul god one by one.

In heaven and earth, how many people are looking forward to his dishes.

Unfortunately, there is only one exception, and that is the soul god, and his disgust for the dishes comes from the depths of the soul god.

When the dish was served, the soul god felt his soul tremble.

None of the forces of the great sin seem to be controllable......

Rumble!

The suppression of the gastronomic formation was struggling to break through.

The soul god took several steps back in succession, covered his head, and knelt on one knee.

Above his body, seven faces emerged, each one twisted......

That's one of the seven deadly sins.

What Bu Fang has to do is to influence the seven deadly sins on the soul god.

This is the layout of the kitchen god.

Now......

It's finally time to get to the final step.

Bu Fang took a step back, retreated to the side of the White Tiger Heavenly Stove, and looked at the soul god lightly.

The soul god covered his head as if he had a splitting headache, his pupils constricted, and his body trembled.

He let out a roar and jerked his head up, his scarlet eyes seemingly dilating a little.

Dishes cooked in the footsteps.

It is a recipe written by the god of the kitchen to deal with the seven deadly sins.

There are seven dishes in total, corresponding to the seven deadly sins.

And Bu Fang, who only needs to cook seven dishes, can completely influence the soul and slash his power.

Rumble!!

The soul god let out a long howl.

A black dragon-like force struggled out of his body, twisting and dissolving, and dissipating into the void with a bang.

Completely gone.

This is a sin of the soul god, and it collapses.

The steps gradually became indifferent.

He flipped to the second page of the chef's recipe.

It describes a dish......

Take out the ingredients and process them without hurrying......

Perhaps, the god of the kitchen cultivates an heir for the sake of everything today.

The purpose of the Chef God is to need the culinary skills of the heir to be able to cook the food in the chef's recipe, and only in this way can there be a chance to destroy the soul god.

And all this......

Bufang can do it now!

Bufang let out a breath.

Flip the pot and cook a dish again.

The rich fragrance seems to have turned into a golden dragon in the room.

The golden dragon circled, confronting and roaring with the black dragon formed by the power of the great sin on the soul god's body, tearing and biting each other.

The soul god knelt on the ground, his body bound by the chains formed by the food formation.

Bu Fang's eyes do not squint, and his concentration is all on the dishes.

The dishes on the chef's recipe are not very difficult, but there are too many emotions to bet on.

It is only now that the step has embarked on the sentient road, and there is a chance to give it a try.

If you had changed to someone else, you might not have had the opportunity to try it all at all.

Sneer......

Pour the dish out.

Another perfect delicacy.

Bufang took a deep breath, and the rich fragrance lingered in his heart.

Bu Fang's eyes froze.

With the dishes in hand, he came to the front of the soul god.

The soul god still refused to give in.

Bu Fang scooped spoonful by spoon into his irresistible, slowly open mouth......

Another dish goes on.

The green tendons on the soul god's body were dense, as if they were about to burst out of the veins under the skin.

That kind of picture is extremely hideous.

The soul god took a few steps back in a row, and another evil force in his body began to disintegrate continuously!

The blood-colored pupils of the soul god were constantly getting bigger and smaller, and they were constantly contracting.

It was a pain in which attributes were mutually reinforcing.

"Damn cook......"

The soul god roared.

There were pitch-black droplets flowing all over his body, and he smelled foul.

Bufang let out a breath.

Retreat to the edge of the stove.

Stretching out his hand, he flipped through the recipe again and again, and turned the page again.

Another dish.

Cooking done.

Bu Fang fed the dish to the soul god to eat.

The evil power of the soul god was stripped away and disintegrated again.

The soul was in great pain, and the anger and despair in his eyes were revealed.

This time...... I'm really going to be killed by that old thing of the kitchen god!

Bu Fang is the biggest conspiracy left by the old thing of the kitchen god!

A dish.

Two-course ......

Three-course ......

A total of seven dishes.

The steps are not in a hurry to cook.

But......

This cooking is not so easy, and each dish requires a huge amount of mental energy.

Occasionally, after cooking a dish, Ayukata will exhale.

Not only mental power, but even emotions will be cathartic a lot.

The dishes of the chef are not so easy to cook.

In the room, the system is quietly suspended in the distance.

It's like a test all along.

The system calmly and quietly watched the step and assessed everything in the step.

This feeling is very familiar to Bufang.

Sixth course.

Bu Fang's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and with his current cultivation, it seemed that he was a little unbearable.

When he finished cooking, he took a step back and sat down on the floor.

The dish was controlled by an invisible force and suspended in front of the soul god.

At this moment, the soul god was also gasping for breath.

He took another bite of the dish.

On the soul god's body, the pitch black has receded a lot.

The body, which was originally as black as ink, turned gray.

The face also gradually becomes clearer and no longer blurred.

The soul god fell to the ground, gasping violently.

He opened his mouth and let out a bitter growl.

In the midst of the seven orifices, the black qi spread, turning into a black dragon, and was torn apart by the golden dragon of the dish.

"Come on, host, there's only one last dish left. ”

The serious and serious cheering of the system resounded.

Bufang glanced at the system, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

But he's not in a hurry, he needs to rest for a while.

The last and most crucial dish......

Bu Fang is not easy to cook, in his current state......

His mental strength was on the verge of exhaustion.

The breath also became very faint.

Gasped for breath.

Bufang slowly stood up and came to the White Tiger Heavenly Stove.

The chef's recipe was quietly suspended.

Bufang stretched out his hand and turned the last page.

The golden text bursts into brilliance.

Bufang's gaze was complicated.

The last course......

Bufang muttered lightly.

The path of the kitchen god has been going on for so long, and it seems that it has finally come to an end.

Inexplicably, Bu Fang had a feeling of loss in his heart, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.

Exhale.

Step by step, take out the ingredients the same.

However, there are not many ingredients.

For the last course, the ingredients are only rice and an egg.

Egg fried rice?

Bufang's eyes were misty.

He starts with egg fried rice and ends with egg fried rice?

Shook his head.

Bu Fang slowly raised his eyes and looked at the soul god in the distance, this look ......

The steps suddenly froze slightly.

Because, he found that the soul god at this moment had already lived up to his original high-spirited appearance.

At this moment, the whole body seems to have turned into an old man.

Leaning weakly against the walls of the wooden house.

On the gray face, the skin turned into a ravine, like a fold on a plateau, stacked one by one, shocking.

Gray hair is scattered.

It was as if all life force had been drained of the soul god.

The Seven Deadly Sins of Ruthlessness made him eternal.

However, deprived of the Seven Deadly Sins of Ruthlessness, the Soul God became old like a mortal.

He seemed to be dying, really dying.

Bu Fang's gaze is complicated.

The great enemy of the soul god, the final fate...... That's exactly what happened.

Deprived of the right to eternal life, living and dying of old age.

However, this may be the best fate for the soul god, compared to the murder he created.

Bufang shook his head and exhaled.

Start cooking the last egg fried rice.

Click.

The egg is cracked.

Put the rice grains into the pan......

The rich fragrance is instantly surging and surging.

Egg fried rice ......

A familiar dish, a dish that can be cooked almost subconsciously by the concession party, actually appeared at such a solemn time.

The inexplicable concession side is a bit odd.

Turning the pot, the fire soared into the sky, reflecting the face of Bufang.

The movements of the steps seem to become slow.

The ingredients in the stir-fry are also slowing down.

In the distance, the soul god leaning against the wall looked at the fire bursting out of the basalt cauldron with a wry smile.

He seemed to see his old self in the firelight.

Cloudy gaze, a little trance.

Quiet footsteps rang out.

Bu Fang took the dishes and walked in front of the soul god.

Bu Fang's gaze is also a little complicated.

"Come on, eat the last meal. ”

Walk the square road.

He used a porcelain spoon to scoop up the egg fried rice in the blue and white porcelain plate.

A faint smoke lingers on the egg fried rice, making this bowl of egg fried rice look extremely exquisite.

"What a beautiful ......"

The soul god looked at the rice grains and egg liquid in the porcelain spoon weakly, and muttered.

The step was stunned.

"What a beautiful flower ......"

Soul Shinto.

The next moment, the furrow on the soul god's face couldn't help jumping, and he actually let out a wanton laugh when he was old and old.

Tears of laughter flowed out.

"Little Cook...... You'll regret it!"

"When I fade away from sin...... There are some things that really remind me of it. ”

The soul god smiled, looking at Bu Fang's gaze, inexplicably sympathetic.

"You and me...... All the same, all in the pit. ”

The last great sin power above the soul god's body began to tremble.

Bufang frowned.

What does Soul God mean?

Bu Fang paused, and the spoonful of egg fried rice was frozen in his hand, and he didn't feed the soul god to eat.

"What is ruthlessness...... To be able to kill yourself with your own hands is ruthless. ”

The Soul God laughed.

Ahh

Suddenly.

Bufang felt a huge force acting on his hand.

The spoonful of egg fried rice was pushed out by this power and forced into the mouth of the soul god......

Bu Fang's eyes shrank!

Not him!

The ...... who fed the soul god just now Not him!

Bufang looked sharply to his side.

Beside him, the system formed by the lines of energy appeared silently beside Bu Fang, pushing his hand and feeding the egg fried rice to the soul god.

Distance.

The spirit of the Kitchen God set slowly emerged.

They turned into human figures, floating quietly.

Bufang took a deep breath and looked at the soul god who had eaten the egg fried rice.

With sympathy in his eyes, the soul god looked at Bu Fang.

The next moment, the body began to crack.

He opened his mouth and ......

One after another, black qi surged up from the seven orifices, and finally ......

Completely turned into a black dragon and dissipated.

The power of the seven sins was completely stripped from the soul god's body.

And the soul god was left with a dry body, and the old man fell to the ground...... On one’s last legs.

"Little ...... Kitchen...... Sub ......"

The old soul god looked at Bufang with cloudy eyes...... Word by word.

Bufang watched.

The next moment......

Suddenly creepy!

Airplanes......

With the Soul God's Seventh Deadly Sins Power stripped away......

A pure energy centered around the wooden house......

Spread out!

Rumble!

The whole idyllic world seems to have woken up at this moment.

Countless plants and trees grow wildly.

On top of the towering fairy tree, a white lotus flower that had been exhausted quietly bloomed.

Many strong people are attracted by the white loveless lotus.

Tongtian Sect Master, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Dog Master and other strong people can sense it.

The power of sin in the hut was gone.

But......

Whether it is the dog master, or the Hades King Erha, or the Tongtian Sect Master, etc., they can't be happy......

Inexplicable ......

There seems to be a more terrible pressure pressing on them.

Poof!

Puff, puff!

The sound of a heartbeat rang out.

Everyone looked at the wooden house, and their eyes shrank......

I saw that the wooden house began to crumble quietly......

The body of the step slowly emerged.

In front of Bu Fang, there was a decaying old body lying quietly.

And when the wooden house disperses like light sand.

A figure sat quietly not far from Bufang and the old man.

It was also an old man.

The old man's breath was gone.

And in his hands......

Hold on to a heart.

Above the heart, the power of the seven deadly sins swirled.

Slowly falling, wrapped around the heart, and blending into it......

Airplanes......

The system, the five instrument spirits, were all suspended in front of the figure, blocking the way of the step......

The old man who was sitting on the plate moved his fingers slightly.

Then......

Raise your head slowly.

The old man looked at Bufang, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The next moment, the heart that belonged to the soul god was stuffed into his chest by him......

"Congratulations, you have successfully completed the path of the chef. ”

The old man slowly stood up.

As he got up from the ground.

His figure began to grow younger, and all the wrinkles on his face had disappeared.

In the end, he turned into an ordinary middle-aged man he had seen in the memory of the Queen of the Damned.

The latter grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and looked at Bufang.

"It's a pity...... There is only one kitchen god in the world. ”