I Turned My Daily Skills Into Divine Ability

Chapter 238 He is a cook

Wei Yi withdrew his gaze and immediately wrote quickly again, writing "Song of Righteousness".

"The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars... The day of the philosopher is far away, and the punishment is in the past. The wind eaves spread the books to read, and the ancient roads shine with color."

Written along with lines of poetry.

Wisps of golden light converged in the sky, like sharp sword rays, tearing through the void, frightening the hearts of the demonic monks present and not daring to look directly.

At the same time, countless chanting and chanting sounds rang out between heaven and earth.

It seemed like countless people were reciting the "Song of Righteousness" in unison.

The sound kept echoing between heaven and earth.

Immediately, a tall and majestic figure emerged in the wisps of golden light.

Some of them hold books in their hands, or stand with guns in their hands, some are elegant, some are heroic, some have deep eyes, or some have sharp eyes.

But every figure has an extraordinary bearing, surrounded by righteousness, and the posture is tall and majestic, like green pines and cypresses, like towering mountains, upright and awe-inspiring.

Behind them are the sun, moon and stars, and under their feet are mountains and rivers.

Each of them is as powerful as a rainbow, shining brightly, and their righteousness soars into the sky, penetrating the sun and moon, and shaking the past and the present.

The awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth is as vast as the sea, covering the entire sky.

When Wei Yi finished writing the last line of the poem, he was already covered in golden light, shining as brightly as the blazing sun.

Behind him, a huge phantom of Saint condensed, reaching the sky and the earth, with elegant temperament, but extremely majestic.

Of course, the Saint shadow is himself, but it is the Dharmakaya condensed by the power of Wenquxing, and it is the genuine Dharmakaya.

In an instant, the power of heaven and earth gathered around him, the void twisted, and the terrifying pressure was like the sky collapsing, pressing on the hearts of every Monster Race and demon cultivator.

It makes them feel cold all over and frightened in their hearts.

"As expected of Saint! The difference between my realm and his realm is really a huge difference!" Jiang Haowen was shocked in his heart.

In the same "Song of Righteousness", Wei Yi directly summoned heroic spirits all over the sky, like gods coming to the world.

Haoran's righteousness is like the sea, with magnificent waves. This Haoran's righteousness alone has made countless Monster Race and Demonic Cultivators' legs weak, and they can hardly support the powerful pressure.

Haoran's righteousness once again brought benefits to the cultivators present, and the benefit effect was several times stronger than before.

Let their combat power soar.

But Monster Race and the demon cultivators seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, their movements slowed down a lot, and their power movement was blocked.

Especially for demon cultivators, this awe-inspiring righteousness has a stronger effect on their restraint.

"That guy can't be a living immortal!"

"Damn it, this pressure is too strong, I can't use my power at all!"

"Where did such a strong guy come from!"

"Isn't he the Confucian and Taoist Saint?"

"That's right, this guy looks exactly the same as the Dharma Body behind the guy before!"

"The situation is not good!" All the Monster Races were horrified, and their momentum was completely suppressed.

But at this moment, Wei Yi waved his hand, and the Saint dharma body behind him slashed out with a sword, and the heroic spirits surrounded by righteousness also slashed out their swords.

Countless golden sword lights tore through the void and slashed at the Monster Race and Demonic Cultivators.

Boom boom boom...

Wherever the sword light passes, Monster Race and Demonic Cultivator will be cut into two pieces.

Monster Race and the Demonic Path were suddenly killed and injured, and their combat power was instantly reduced.

Most importantly, Wei Yi's attack brought unprecedented shock to Monster Race and the demon cultivators.

Those who survived Monster Race could not help but feel a shadow cast over their hearts.

The eyes looking at Wei Yi were full of fear.

Even if he was as powerful as Tianyunzi, he would not be able to cause such a terrifying group attack without relying on formations, killing so many people at once.

At this moment, the black dragon Ao Ying, who had been smashed into the hillside before, emerged from the deep hole.

After all, he was at the Mahayana level, and he had the naturally powerful physical body and self-healing power of the black dragon clan, so Wei Yi's steel whip just now did not completely kill him.

However, Ao Ying also had two extra "horns" on his head at this time.

One was a bag smashed out by Wei Yi with a steel whip, and the other was a dragon-thorn steel whip thrown down by Wei Yi. At this time, it was inserted into Ao Ying's dragon head, and it looked like another dragon horn.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!" Ao Ying, holding back her anger, roared and rushed towards Wei Yi.

However, at this moment, the huge body behind Wei Yi expanded several times, reaching the sky and the earth, making it difficult to see the whole picture.

I saw the dharma body stretching out its hand, and the huge palm seemed to fall from the sky. The heaven and earth shook, thunder rolled, and the surrounding space was directly distorted.

The huge palm contained the power of heaven and earth, and also contained the law, and grabbed Ao Ying.

At this time, Ao Ying's dragon body was as small as a small snake in front of Wei Yi's body.

Seeing the giant hand grabbing at the sky, Ao Ying's rushing body froze. The fear in his heart directly occupied the high ground, his pupils trembled, and his instinctive desire to survive made him turn around and run away.

How dare you confront Wei Yi?

"It's within reach!" Wei Yi shouted.

The big hand of the sky, like transmigrating space, instantly appeared behind Ao Ying and grabbed him in his hand.

At the same time, another cauldron condensed between heaven and earth, golden flames rose, and the mist suddenly rose.

Wei Yi's huge body, a huge chopping board appeared directly in front of him, and he also held a kitchen knife in his hand.

Then everyone else in Monster Race got chills down their spines, and a shocking scene happened in their hearts.

I saw Wei Yi's Dharma body pressing Ao Ying on the chopping board and cutting it into several pieces, then threw it into the big pot... and cooked it!

"Ao Ying!" Ao Ye roared in grief, his pupils trembling and his heart like a knife.

But he was angry, but he was completely shocked, and he was filled with fear.

How strong is that guy? His younger brother was also in the Mahayana realm, but he was also beheaded.

Moreover, at this time, he was also being beaten by Tianyunzi. Tianyunzi used his original spells and combined with his Confucianism and Taoism Divine Ability to be unpredictable, making Ao Ye unable to figure out his tricks.

He was beaten and bruised all over his body, and his previous arrogance was gone.

On their side, the powerful Mahayana and Taoist realms were also beheaded by a poor Taoist priest.

Coupled with the killing of Ao Ying, their top combat power has been reduced to ten percent.

Although their total number of people is still greater than that of the cultivators, the situation has been completely reversed.

They are now in a passive position of being beaten.

"Damn it, how could it be like this!" Staying up late felt unwilling.

It was obvious that they had made complete preparations, and that their side had an absolute advantage in numbers and combat power.

But after the arrival of these three guys, everything was reversed instantly, especially the so-called Confucian and Taoist Saint, who was simply terrifying and made him despair.

"too strong!"

"Let me go, this Confucian and Taoist Saint is as terrifying as a human being!"

"This person is truly a living immortal!"

"Great, Monster Race is about to collapse!"

"Hahaha, that black dragon was stewed too!" Countless Zixiao Dao Sect disciples shouted excitedly, their faces flushed with excitement.

Originally, they thought that Zixiao Dao Sect would be doomed today, and they might also be doomed.

Unexpectedly, the sect master, the Yipo Elder and the Confucian and Taoist Saint could really turn the tide and turn things around.

The shocking effect of Wei Yi's actions just now was also very obvious.

I saw Ao Ying being cut off and stewed directly.

Many Monster Races are so frightening that they are scared to death and feel chills all over their bodies.

Especially the aroma of chicken stewed with mushrooms wafted out of the first big pot.

Apparently the Bai Peng Demon King has been stewed.

Grass!

This guy is not a Confucian Saint, he is clearly a cook.

He treats us as poultry and comes here to cook!

Countless Monster Racers have developed fears from the depths of their souls.

They may not be afraid of death, but they are afraid of being stewed!

For a time, the morale of the Monster Race army slumped, and many Monster Races had already thought of escaping.

However, Wei Yi's offensive had no intention of stopping. The "Song of Righteousness" kept releasing golden sword light, killing nearly half of the Demon Sect monks one after another, and 30% of Monster Race was also killed.

The situation was completely reversed. Wei Yi once again wrote furiously, writing one after another: "Dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it, and the armor's light is opening towards the golden scales of the sun..."

In an instant, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and an astonishing pressure filled the air, as if billions of black-armored heavenly soldiers and generals were approaching.

Rumble——

The thunder was rolling and continuous, like the beating of war drums, resounding throughout the sky.

The heaven and earth echoed with shouts of killing, as if there were thousands of troops approaching the city.

An invisible coercion and chilling air instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, and violent winds rose from the sky and the earth, causing sand and rocks to fly.

The biting wind was like a blade, cutting people's skin with pain.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yi wrote two more lines of poetry: "Thunder follows the divine soldiers, and boron knocks the sky. Cutting down is like grass and trees, and tying cannon is like dogs and sheep."

The black clouds in the sky suddenly moved with electric snakes, and then thousands of thunders crashed down, hitting Monster Race and everyone in the Demon Sect one after another.

Seeing this scene, Monster Race and everyone in the Demon Sect changed their expressions. They wanted to dodge, but found that the thunder was locked on them. They couldn't escape at all. They could only resist with weapons, Law Treasure, or their bodies.

Boom boom boom boom…

The lightning almost illuminated the entire sky, making it impossible to see directly, and countless figures were wiped out in the lightning.

These thunders contain the true meaning of thunder, are full of destructive energy, and their power cannot be compared with ordinary thunder and lightning.

Even the physically powerful Monster Race could not withstand the power of this thunder. Those Monster Race and demonic cultivators whose cultivation was not at the Nascent Soul level were almost directly killed.

Some of the demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm were also killed directly, and the rest could only withstand the thunder with all their strength.

But the True Qi in his body was already in chaos due to the true impact, his face was pale and bloodless, his breathing was heavy, and his heart was filled with fear.

When Wei Yi used this move to deal with Celestial Human Sect before, it could only kill Foundation Building realm and Qi Refining Realm monks, but it was difficult to kill Gold Core realm monks.

Now that the Forest of Pen and Ink has been upgraded and he has been blessed by the power of Wenquxing, his power has been raised to another level.

The Gold Core realm can also kill instantly, and the weaker Nascent Soul realm can also kill it.

After the thunder, most of the Monster Race and Demon Cultivators were gone. However, after a wave of thunder fell, the black clouds in the sky instantly turned into thousands of troops.

It's like a divine soldier descending from the sky, holding thunder in hand and stepping on the wind and clouds, swooping down.

War drums were beating between heaven and earth, horns were blasting, and shouts of killing shook the sky.

The terrifying pressure swept over like a tsunami.

Seeing this scene, Monster Race and the demon cultivators who had just survived were so frightened that they backed away, their livers and gallbladder trembling.

This sight was too terrifying, although they knew it was a Divine Ability spell, not a real heavenly soldier or general.

But I still couldn't help but feel fear and shudder in my heart.

"Who the hell is this guy!" Ao Ye's face turned pale, and he felt deep despair in his heart when facing Wei Yi.

This man was too strong, stronger than he knew.

He knew that the game was over and that they had really failed.

This time was their only chance to make a comeback in Monster Race, but unfortunately it was completely ruined by this person.

Seeing the heavenly soldiers and generals turned into black clouds rushing towards them, some people in Monster Race immediately began to flee, even the demon monks began to flee.

And when they saw someone running away, the other Monster Races also panicked and turned around to run away.

However, it would be so easy for them to escape at this time. The cultivators, who were suppressed and beaten before, were filled with anger, saw their companions killed, and were filled with hatred. Now they finally have a chance to fight back. How could they let them go? .

The cultivators quickly caught up with them and entangled them. Then, under the attack of the heavenly soldiers and generals, the Monster Race was defeated. Many Monster Races were directly hit hard and were killed by the cultivators.

Ao Ye also wanted to escape at this time, but he was suppressed and beaten by Tianyunzi and Yehua Perfect Being. He couldn't escape at all. He was even injured and almost couldn't hold on.

He can only transform into his true form and run rampant, trying to escape the siege of Tianyunzi and Yehua's Perfect Being.

But at this moment, the phantom of Saint behind Wei Yi reached out to grab him again. With his hands within reach, a tyrannical force of confinement enveloped him. He wanted to break free, but he couldn't break free at all.

Ye Hua, Perfect Being and Tian Yunzi also took the opportunity to attack and attacked him wildly, beating him until he was covered in blood and unable to fight back.

A huge chopping board appeared in the air again, and the Saint's dharma body behind Wei Yi directly pressed Ao Ye onto the chopping board. He swung the kitchen knife and chopped Ao Ye into pieces, then threw it into the cauldron where Ao Ying was stewed.

The two brothers were immediately reunited.

Seeing Dragon King Ao Ye being stewed, well, killed by Wei Yi, all the Monster Races were completely frightened, and they all started to run away desperately.

But Wei Yi once again wrote vigorously and wrote a poem: "The sword rises from the stars and runs thousands of miles to kill, and the sound of the rain is loud when there is wind and thunder!"

As the last word fell, the world seemed to stand still for a moment.

Immediately, heavy rain fell, and the raindrops instantly turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, shooting through the air at the escaping Monster Race and Demonic Cultivators.

The flying swords condensed by the rain were as powerful as breaking bamboo, killing the escaping Monster Race one after another.

Coupled with the pursuit and interception by the cultivators, Monster Race and the demon cultivators fell one after another, and the remaining ones were also killed one after another under the pursuit of Zixiao Dao Sect.

All Monster Race and powerful demon cultivators died in this mountain range, and their blood dyed the woods below red.

They never expected that their side would be defeated, let alone that the entire army would be annihilated, and no one would escape.

You must know that the people who came this time were all the upper-level combat forces of various Monster Races and Demon Sects. The weakest cultivation levels were all Gold Core level, and their number was several times that of Zixiao Dao Sect.

They thought they could completely destroy Zixiao Dao Sect today, trample the human race under their feet, and become the overlord of this world.

However, contrary to expectations, they ended up dying.

Wei Yi, who was in mid-air, looked at the Monster Race corpses on the ground below, as if he was looking at the countless ingredients, seafood, and birds on the ground.

He picked some Monster Race that looked good, put them directly on the cutting board, plucked the hair, skinned them, and removed the muscles and bones.

After some processing, throw it into a large pot for cooking.

The scene is exactly like a cook cooking.

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(End of chapter)