Wang Lu reluctantly got up and wanted to get away from here as soon as possible.

Boom!

The shock wave generated by the bàozhà behind him was extremely violent. Before he could run a few steps, he was directly hit by a thunderbolt with the thickness of his arm on the back.

He couldn't help but turn his head, horrified and inexplicably watching the two incomparably huge creatures fighting frantically behind him.

Violent, bloody, domineering, and full of destructive power.

Within a few kilometers, it was affected. Thunder and lightning and substantial evil energy intertwined with each other, and a powerful roar erupted, and a very strong shock wave was also generated. Every blow was like a heavy blow. .

Wherever the two went, there was no life, only the ground was constantly shattered and plowed over and over again.

"Is this a battle of dragon-level powers? It's so terrifying!"

Wang Lu was frightened to death. Originally, the battle between demon-level berserkers was exaggerated enough. Now it seems that the battle between the two is even more inhuman.

These two guys are basically two fully modern armed armies at war. Seeing him, his scalp is numb and his heart is beating, for fear of being affected again.

The whole land was overturned, the earth and stones splashed, and there were big pits blown out by zhàdàn everywhere. The land and the surrounding trees were scorched and smoked, and the flames were dotted, spreading and spreading around.

Even the splendid-looking villa area in front was severely impacted, and the surrounding villas were smashed into large holes by the fel energy punches wielded by the God of Cookery, and they were destroyed in one fell swoop.

The battle between Ye Dou and the God of Cookery entered a white-hot state.

The True Essence Liquid in the Thunder Pond in his body was constantly burning, drop by drop.

The thunder that was full of destructive aura was extremely ferocious, causing the power of thunder in his body to explode and release continuously.

As a dragon-level berserker, the evil energy on the God of Cookery is even deeper than that of the berserker Li Tianxing, and his resilience has reached the level of biàntài.

No matter how hard his thunder struck the opponent, no matter how he bombarded the opponent with thunder and lightning, the God of Cookery always had a way to recover in an instant.

The four arms of the God of Cooking were in a match against the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it was not cheap to fight.

Ye Dou's attack is not useless. The sarcoma on the opponent's body is constantly being consumed in the endless thunder, and the evil energy is continuously evaporated. .

He deeply knew that this time he must not let the God of Cooking leave this place.

Once he leaves, with the resilience of the opponent's biàntài, it won't take long for it to return to its original state.

At that time, if you want to kill the other party, it will be very difficult.

The other party is called the God of Cookery, that is because the amount of food is amazing. According to the data, the God of Cookery can say anything chirén, the elderly, children, men, women, in the eyes of the other party, it is equal to food.

So, no matter what, you can't let the tiger go back to the mountain.

For countless innocent lives, this battle, he can only win, not lose!

boom!

After a loud bang, the two separated again.

Ye Dou's body was covered with knife wounds and fork marks. The wounds on his body were bubbling with blood, and the surface was covered with a layer of evil energy. These evil energy seemed to have life, biting the wound.

The huge body of the God of Cookery is covered with holes and palm prints, especially the chest, which has been completely penetrated. It was shot by Ye Dou with the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon. The knowledge can be intertwined.

You can even see the giant heart the size of a basketball that is beating non-stop in the opponent's chest.

Boo, Boo, Boo...

Ye Dou gasped heavily, staring at the God of Cookery, who was rapidly recovering from his injuries.

As expected of a dragon-level berserker, such a serious injury can still recover quickly, even with the power of thunder and lightning raging in the opponent's body, the opponent's injury is still recovering at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

It is estimated that after a while, the other party seems to be fine.

"This is a dragon-level beast. This evil energy is too thick, and the flesh is too strong!" Ye Dou looked down at his body.

Although his Five Thunder Dao Body was only initially formed, its hardness was much harder than that of pure steel. Now his body was covered in bruises, and bone-penetrating wounds could be seen everywhere.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Ancient Martial Saint, after all, you are also flesh and blood. No matter how strong you are, you will never be my opponent, or you will stop today." Weird smile.

"Stop, at this level, do you really think you can stop?"

Ye Dou looked up at him with a weird smile.

"Stupid, do you really think you can beat me? Let's fight again, the one who will die first will definitely be you!" The God of Cooking roared with his mouth open.

"Will it be me? Humph!"

Ye Dou straightened up, his muscles swelled up here.

The original height of nearly three meters has also been raised again at this moment.

The thunder mark on the chest was blooming with infinite thunder light, exuding an unusually translucent luster.

"Dragon-level beasts are too troublesome, it seems that you have to use all your strength to destroy you!"

He looked at the round face of the God of Cookery, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Hahaha, the firepower is full below!"

"Third gear! Thor state!"

Boom!

The True Essence Liquid in Ye Dou's body burned wildly, and the thunder light bloomed all over his body. His hair stood upright, his hair turned blue-white, and the muscles in his body continued to expand, and then expanded again, becoming like armor.

His height and shape directly broke through to a height of three meters.

The God of Cookery widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He could feel the terrifying aura of destruction in the opponent's body, as if the power of thunder had skyrocketed more than tenfold.

"God of Cookery, let's fight another three hundred rounds!"

Ye Dou's terrifying and violent body suddenly disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared in front of the God of Cookery.

In the sky, a thousand-zhang thunderbolt slashed wildly from Qiongyu, pierced through the extremely thick evil cloud in the sky, and hit the God of Cookery hard.

"…you!"

Boom!

The earth shook ~lightnovelpub.net~ The ground within a radius of ten kilometers shook violently.

Seeing that Ye Dou's right arm was two laps thicker than a telephone pole, with a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket, he slapped the God of Cookery's sturdy body into the soil with a slap.

A huge deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly appeared on the ground.

In the deep pit, there were thunderstorms, thick smoke billowed, and the scorched smell wafted from it, which was very pungent.

Looking at the God of Cookery in the deep pit, his body was completely smashed by the thunderous thunder just now, his limbs were torn apart, and even the seemingly powerful evil heart was completely destroyed.

His internal organs have long been scorched by the thunder, and the entire internal organs have been penetrated by the thunder, and thus become scorched.

"Cough, the power of thunder under your control is not bad, but so what?"

The God of Cookery looked grim: "I won't die, and my vitality won't be wiped out by thunder. As a dragon-level rampage, I'm absolutely immortal."

"Immortal?" Ye Dou's hand suddenly exploded with a scorching ball of lightning, hitting the opponent's seemingly mutilated head.

With a whimper, the thunder light bàozhà, the fire light lit up, the God of Cooking was madly burning, and then the fire light went out soon.

On the head of the wrecked body, the food god's vicious eyes stared at Ye Dou, and he said something in his mouth: "I will not die, I will never die..."

As he said that, he saw that the limbs and head of the God of Cookery actually regenerated flesh and blood, and they were growing frantically at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and all kinds of bright red granulation were intertwined.

The evil heart that was almost burned to ashes by the thunder and lightning also thumped again, and a powerful wave of evil energy came from it again. In the thick evil cloud in the sky, there was a wave of evil energy unconsciously rushing towards the God of Cooking, no matter what. Cannot be dispelled.

Is this thing really immortal?