" the culinary god's talent ... has been integrated??? "
after about ten minutes, the pain gradually subsided, and a more vigorous life force gushed out from his blood and bone marrow.
bai wushang was stunned for a long time.
as he suddenly woke up, a cluster of milky white flames floated out of his palm. the flame shadow swayed, bringing some warmth.
"roar?"
the great lion sensed a similar element and quietly approached.
he opened his eyes wide and observed the rare colored fire seed.
" constant temperature fire, beginner god of cookery talent, roughly equivalent to a lower-level blood inheritance talent ... "
bai wushang muttered to himself. with a thought, the flame contracted and expanded according to his thoughts.
the smallest one was only as thick as a finger, and the largest one was more than ten meters, close to the height of the big lion's thick and powerful thigh.
