I really want to be a cook

This is his dream, the starting point of everything!

"Give me death!"

The myth of the state of Wei rushed to the sky, and with a punch, the world of martial arts primordial spirit behind him burned to the extreme in an instant.

This punch contained all his strength, all his hope, all his despair, and even his entire life.

Regardless of the result, with this punch, he has no chance to live.

The world seemed to stand still again.

In the eyes of everyone, only this punch was left, and all the punches were burned to the extreme.

But this punch didn't hurt the Eye of Heaven in the slightest.

Sometimes courage is no substitute for strength.

From the moment Wei Guoxin touched the Eye of Heaven, his fists, arms and even his whole body were all stained with a grayish white color.

He seemed to have passed through thousands of years in an instant, becoming a fragile old object.

Pong!

The myths of the State of Wei fell to the ground, like burnt carbon ash. When the wind blows, the sky and the earth are full of gray and white dust.

But the Eye of Heaven was not moved at all, as if it was just cleaning up a small bug.

"Brother Wei, let's go, if you are lucky, the east will follow you!"

Seeing the fall of the mythology of the Wei Kingdom, Dongfang Tai sighed quietly, and then black and white light ignited all over his body, he clasped his hands together, and unexpectedly separated the two.

There are two Oriental Taiyis, one masculine and the other feminine.

This is his yin and yang martial art, which is almost supernatural.

"Yin Yang Great Grinding Disc!"

Behind Dongfang Taiyi, the black and white yin-yang fish flashed, and then flew into the sky, heading towards the invincible Eye of Heaven.

"You are not afraid, what is the old man afraid of!"

The white-haired old man, who had always kept a low profile, suddenly straightened and grew taller, and his body was blessed with infinite power. When he grabbed the void, he saw a scimitar with a nearly broken blade in his hand.

Ming Hong Dao!

This long-inherited imperial weapon known as the first knife in ancient times was held by Changsun Wuji in a battle with Bai Qi. It was almost broken and fell into the rank of divine weapon.

But now being held in the hand of the old man, it seems to have become the world's number one sword that cannot be directly seen.

"Ming Hong Slash!"

The light of the saber passed by, and the old man attacked the sky and left.

Seeing this situation, Xie Shisan also laughed out loud.

Then the sword light gathered around him, and the sword in his hand had been destroyed by a sword that should not have belonged to this world, but at this moment, his blood was burning, and his originally young face was rapidly aging.

"Turn body into a sword, Sword Fifteen!"

Without the courage to burn everything, how dare you embark on the road against the sky.

This is his heaven-defying swordsmanship.

Under the extreme of abandoning everything, the incredible No.15 sword reappeared in the world.

The last is seven nights.

He was as calm as ever, with a calm and cold look in his eyes.

But this time when he drew the sword, he looked back and forth, and saw a guy with a bright smile waving at him vigorously.

"Come on, I'll bury you if you die!"

Qiye turned her head away, the corner of her mouth curled up, and she lowered her head and let out a chuckle.

Afterwards, thunder and thunder danced wildly all over the sky, and everything that happened to Xie Shisan just now seemed to repeat itself on him.

A mere myth can be broken immediately.

Qiye drew his sword up to the sky, looked at the emotionless Eye of Heaven and said:

"I have prepared this sword for you for 12 years!"

"Pull! Sword! Slash! Heaven! Art!"

At this moment, the sword light is all over the sky, and only a sword in his hand can cut the sky!

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This is destined to be a battle that cannot be recorded in words and writing.

Above the sky, thunder and lightning, dark clouds, and strong winds raged, and gray-white cracks emerged in the void.

Jiang Ping looked up at the sky, and those figures were imprinted in his mind, and countless martial arts were practiced in his heart.

At this moment, it was as if martial arts masters were teaching him empowerment, although it was useless to him.

Qin Zheng was also looking at it quietly, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It may be a blink of an eye, or it may be a long time.

When Jiang Ping came back to his senses, the battle on the sky was over.

Four blood-soaked figures fell down. With all their strength, they could only stand still.

In a battle with the sky, they were defeated in the end.

The Eye of Heaven in the void is also uncomfortable, with bloodstains all over it, as if a torn bloody sack has been forcibly stitched together.

But in the end He prevailed.

"Is man invincible after all?"

Jiang Ping muttered to himself.

"They can't win, but you can."

A voice came from behind him, it was the elusive Tianzun.

Jiang Ping found that since the last time we met, Tianzun seemed to be particularly fond of him.

Before he had time to speak, a slender palm stretched out. He didn't even have the strength to resist, so he was grabbed by Tianzun and flew towards the Eye of Heaven.

"Damn it!! Tianzun your uncle, don't mess around!"

When Jiang Ping saw himself facing the Eye of Heaven, he felt that a great terror was coming, and he was so frightened that he jumped up and down in the air.

At this time, he didn't care about anything else, so he wanted to break through the experience beads in his mind, first breaking through.

As a result, he felt that the power that Tianzun had left in his body suddenly exploded, not to mention his fingers, even his mental thoughts were restrained, and the second personality Jiang Wuqing, whom he had not seen for a long time, suddenly appeared, suppressing his main personality.

Tianzun smiled next to Jiang Ping's ear and said, "Why didn't you change a single word after learning my exercises?"

"Relax, I won't kill you."

But before Jiang Ping had time to relax, he heard Tianzun say coldly to the Eye of Heaven:

"I know you are here. If you don't show up again, don't blame me for being ruthless and killing him!"

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment, not knowing what happened.

He suddenly thought of what Tianzun said to him when he went up the mountain.

He is a hostage, whose hostage?

After going on for a long time, feelings are his hostages.

Sure enough, someone with split personality is mentally ill and prone to delusions, so he must be dead now.

To be precise, he was doomed, and Tianzun, a mentally ill person, could at least escape with his life.

"Isn't there yet?"

Tianzun's expression turned cold, and he secretly exerted force in his hands, and Jiang Ping let out a strange cry of 'cluck-clack' in his throat.

"Don't mess around, people will really die!"

Jiang Ping managed to make a sound.

Seeing Jiang Ping being restrained, Qiye, who was already exhausted on the ground, raised his last bit of strength and was about to move forward with his sword. In the end, he staggered a few steps forward and fell heavily on the ground, blood dripping from his chest Come out, stained red.

"Yes, sorry!"

Qiye muttered in his mouth, his eyes gradually lost their spirit.

If it weren't for him, Jiang Ping would never have come here.

"Gan Li Niang!"

Jiang Ping gritted his teeth and said: "Tianzun, this is not a joke, our relationship is gone, let me go! I am going to save my brother!"

Tianzun was completely unmoved, his eyes became colder and colder: "If he doesn't show up, I will really kill you."

"Who the hell is he?! What the hell are you talking about!"

Jiang Ping felt his throat loosen and he could speak.

"No matter who you are, come out to me, come out! This crazy woman is inhuman!"

"Ping'er, after all these years, you are still so irritable. With me here, how dare she kill you?"

In the void, a warm and mellow voice sounded slowly.

Such a familiar voice!

Jiang Ping suddenly paused in excitement, and then shouted:

"Who are you? What does it have to do with me? Your voice, why does your voice look like, like..."

"Like your father?" The voice sounded again, "Because I am your father!"

"Asshole, don't take advantage of me."

Jiang Ping thought that he had suffered a demon, and got mentally ill like Tianzun.

"Don't believe it?"

I saw countless green ones and zeros flickering in the void, and finally turned into a huge human face made entirely of data.

Jiang Ping suddenly opened his eyes wide.

this face?

this face!

grass!It's really his father!

The data person showed a gentle smile on Tianzun: "Ms. Wu, I have appeared, you can let go of my son. With me here, even if you kill him, resurrecting him will only take a little time and effort."

Tianzun showed a clear look: "It really is you."

As she said that, she untied Jiang Ping and dropped him casually, right next to Qiye in an unbiased position.

Jiang Ping didn't have time to find out what to do, so he quickly turned Qiye over, took out from his arms the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill, which claimed to be able to live and die, and stuffed it into Qiye's mouth.

This Nine Turns Resurrection Pill is worthy of being the holy product among the pills, as soon as he took it in, Qiye's aura calmed down, and his face became much rosier.

Qiye opened her eyes leisurely, showing a bit of confusion.

"I'm not dead?"

Jiang Ping leaned over with a face, showing a big smile:

"Of course I didn't die, and I'll tell you, my real backer is here!"

Although I don't know what role his father plays in this and how he appeared, but how can I say that I am also his only biological son, so I can still harm him.

After all, the only child can be so arrogant!

If he had known that his father was playing the role of Heavenly Dao in this game world, he would have been flying like a wave, so why would he spend his life everywhere.

However, even Tianzun found out the clues, but he didn't know anything, and he kept talking about where there was a golden thigh all day long, which made everyone who heard it sad and whoever heard it cry.

There is such a cheating son.

But the feeling of having thighs is cool.