Me, Creator of Evil Gods!

　　 Or does it mean that there are dangers under the ground?

　　 As Gu Panqiu was thinking, the nine green whiskers of the Thousand Faces Soul Tree continued to wriggle underground, and soon occupied the entire rose flower field.

　　 "Flower...clean..."

　　 Thousand Faces Soul Tree continued to speak, and then slowly lifted these roots.

　　 rumbling!

　　 Nine tree roots, 30 to 40 meters long, turned over like earth dragons, rising from the ground, shaking off countless dust, tearing them apart with countless rose flowers, and bringing them into the sky.

　　 Then this scene made Gu Panqiu open his mouth wide, and couldn't help but exclaim:

　　 "There really is a problem!"

　　 On the nine roots of the Thousand Faces Soul Tree, there are numerous flower stems of rose flowers, and a lot of dust, earthworms and other small insects are stuck on them.

　　 But this is not all. In the roots of many roses, they are not simple roots, but the corpses of a woman.

　　 The clothes of those corpses have been torn apart due to the deep burial of insects, corrosion, rain, etc. There are only some cloth strips, and they can't recognize their original identities.

　　 The flesh and blood on their bodies has long rotted, and even only bones are left, but the only thing in common is that their masks have been destroyed more or less, and even the skulls of some corpses have been deformed.

　　 When Lu Yu saw the introduction of the system, he was still wondering why the skinning maid turned into a monster of resentment so easily, but the resentment itself did not seem to be so strong.

　　 But when he personally came to the villa, he understood, because it was not a flower field at all, but a mass grave.

　　 And these corpses, maybe they are all the same as the skinned maids at the beginning, because their appearance was jealous, so they were all disfigured and buried in, causing a lot of resentment to gather.

　　 The reason why these rose flowers are still blooming after a long time is not because people often fertilize them, but because on this terrifying mass grave, they have long transformed into magic flowers that feed on grievances.

　　 That's why Lu Yu asked the Thousand Faces Soul Tree to loosen the soil. As expected, a bunch of gift packages came out, all of which were fresh materials.

"Uh uh uh…"

　　 Suddenly, these corpses hanging on their roots began to move, the originally sunken eye sockets glowed with red light, the limbs began to struggle, and the rose flowers that linked the body began to expand, seeming to become a rose monster like a skinning maid.

　　 They twisted the corpse in the air, the rose blossoms on their bodies expanded, like a feast of monsters, and they rushed towards Lu Yu.

　　 "Get off the horse?"

　　 Lu Yu smiled contemptuously, and had already determined in his heart that the manor could not directly attack him and had to follow certain rules to attack.

　　 But these monsters are troublesome for others, and for Lu Yu, they are treasure boxes for walking!

Snapped!

　　 Lu Yu snapped his fingers lightly, and strongly suppressed all the rosettes, then the light of the system flickered, and all the rosettes were disintegrated and turned into flying ashes.

　　 And in his material library, there are more than a dozen two-star materials.

　　Manor is indeed a treasure place for spawning monsters!

　　 Lu Yu sighed in his heart, and the Thousand Faces Soul Tree also began to grow, quickly uplifting the tree, spreading its branches toward the surroundings.

　　 In the blink of an eye, it became a giant tree more than ten meters high. Although there are no leaves, on the bare trunk, one after another twisted human faces continue to appear.

　　 These human faces seemed to be struggling to escape from the Thousand Faces Soul Tree, but they were extremely painful, and brought a terrifying deterrent, enough to make anyone who saw them frightened.

　　 Lu Yu didn't feel anything about this. When he first wanted to step into this villa, the world in front of him began to change.

　　 The thick mist enveloped them, and the world turned into a blue at this moment, and pale hands stretched out from the ground, like the soul road of the netherworld.

　　 At this time, a low voice suddenly came from behind him:

　　 "Let's go back..."

"do not go…"

"Let's go back…"

"leave here…"

　　 "Unable to carry..."

　　 The sound mixed together was slightly noisy, like a call from the void, spreading towards Lu Yu with a resentment that could not be dissipated...

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Chapter 208:

　　 A weird and low cry sounded behind him, with a strong painful emotion, as if he was warning, but also like resentment, and the deep call made people feel scared.

　　 is surrounded by thick fog, countless arms stretched out on the ground, dancing arms, as if wanting to crawl out of hell.

　　 "What is this? An illusion created by the manor? Or a barrier or a different space?"

　　 Lu Yu frowned, with the Thousand-Hand Demon God Visualization suppressing his own soul. These negative emotions can't invade his brain at all, and even his own spiritual power can kill it.

　　 After all, the root of spiritual power is the magical power generated by the trinity of spirit, soul, and blood, which can lift the foundation of transcendence.

　　 Although Lu Yu didn't look to the side, he knew that Gu Panqiu was gone.

　　 Because once encountered a problem, this girl will always hide behind her and pull her clothes corner, but now there is no movement.

　　 Even if she doesn't even feel her breath, then it is very likely that this little girl is not in this space.

　　 may have been separated, even he was the only one to enter.

　　 But Lu Yu did not panic, but slowly perceives the world, and understands the composition of the world.

　　 At the same time, the spiritual power in his hand converged and condensed into a scarlet lamp.

　　The lamp of spirit!

　　 The core power of the illusion monster, Ling Yu, was later used by Lu Yu as the material for making aberrant angels, thus obtaining this mental skill.

　　 At the beginning, the spirits relied on the power of the spiritual lamp, even if they did not reach the morning star, they could attack and kill some morning star powerhouses.

　　 However, due to limitations and their own strength, it is very difficult for fantasy monsters to advance. They are often born with what strength they are, and remain the same after death.

　　 But Lu Yu is different. He can obtain these cherished abilities through monster editing, and his own strength will not be limited by this.

　　 And the powerful ability of the Spirit Lamp, as Lu Yu reached the Morning Star, it exerted even greater power.

　　The spiritual power of the morning star is injected into it, and the scarlet flame on the spiritual lamp is beating, and the spiritual light flickers.

　　 The huge spiritual power spread, instantly dispelling this gray world, wherever it went, the fog melted like first snow.

　　 The space in front of her eyes began to become clear, and the arms that crawled out on the ground gradually calmed down under the comfort of the spirit lamp.

　　 "Don't stay here..."

　　 "Go away..."

　　 "Conspiracy, all conspiracy..."

　　"..."

　　 But the painful wailing behind him still echoed, and everyone was persuading Lu Yu to leave this quiet manor.

　　 Lu Yu confirmed that this was not when he was inducing people to turn back and curse. He slowly turned his head and saw a dark mist, and the sound was coming out of the mist.

　　 "I'm so painful..."

　　 "My body is going to expand..."

　　 "A scam, everything is a scam..."

　　 "Why are you still alive..."

　　 The voice of admonition, the cry of pain, the howl of despair, and the bitter curse, all kinds of voices came from the black mist, and they kept talking to Lu Yu.

　　The black mist began to roll, revealing face after face, old and young, male and female, and even Lu Yu’s disgusting relatives who were greedy for money were confined together.

　　 The souls of these people are not reincarnated, but are bound into a ball, whispering constantly.

　　 "Is this a world transformed by resentment?"

　　 Lu Yu felt the world melted continuously under the light of spirit. It seemed that it was completely transformed by the power of the soul, so it was easily absorbed by the light of spirit.

　　 He looked at the black fog that was still murmuring crazily, and asked in a deep voice:

　　 "How did you die?"

　　 But the black mist just wriggled, and then one face after another began to appear, shouting to Lu Yu:

"let's go…"

　　 "Don't come here, recover..."

　　 They didn't seem to have complete intelligence, they just kept letting Lu Yu leave.

　　 One of the faces seemed to be a little bit wise. Just about to say something, the voice suddenly stopped, and then the black mist began to surge. It seemed that there was something forbidden, and the voice began to intermittently.

　　 "Don't...I don't want to..."

　　 "I want to go, I don't want to be..."

　　 Lu Yu frowned, listened for a while but couldn't get any useful information, or the key content was restricted by some kind of force and could not be said.

　　 "No need to wait any longer!"

　　 Lu Yu didn't want to consume it like that anymore, so he planned to grab a few souls and swallow the Thousand Faces Soul Tree to see if he could extract some memories.

　　 But at the moment he wanted to do it, a dangerous aura exuded from the black mist, terrifyingly terrifying, and slowly began to expand.

·····Seeking flowers·········

　　 The black mist slowly twisted and turned into a huge fuzzy figure, and the wailing soul stopped abruptly at this moment, and everything was quiet.

　　 "What is the secret involved that has caused distortion!"

　　 Lu Yu also felt a magnificent and terrifying breath, as if an endless abyss opened, showing the world its depth and terror.

　　 Lu Yu hurriedly continued to visualize the Thousand Hands Demon God in his mind, suppressing all the fears in his heart and the large amount of crazy emotions pouring in.

　　If you leave it alone, it is really possible that the opponent will turn into a cloud of evil spirits, and then add a spiritual shock.

　　 These people seem to have been transformed by the souls of the heirs who died before, and all the heirs died without exception.

..................

　　 And this means that they have no consciousness, just a group of wandering unowned souls?

　　 Is it because the manor wants to use these ghosts to tell the forbidden secrets, so as to attract the breath of the evil **** to assimilate itself?

　　 Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of a way to solve it. He watched the squirming black mist and started to walk forward.

　　 Every time I take a step, a horrible emotion spreads out of my heart.

　　 That comes from the fear of the unknown, the rejection of distortion and madness!

　　 And the fantasy picture of the Thousand Hands Demon God in his mind also danced along with it. Sitting on the Tai Chi picture, thousands of arms danced with chaotic air currents, and countless forces of suppression fell down!

　　 It suppressed all abnormal external forces and resisted the erosion of this information.

　　 The distance between the two is not that far. Lu Yu only walked a few steps to reach the black mist, but the spiritual power on his body was also consumed a lot.

　　 The pitch-black mist began to fill, and the figure became more and more distorted, even one by one pale arms stretched out from it, seeming to want to drag Lu Yu in.

　　 They chanted profanity, their voices layered on top of each other, causing a terrifying spread of degenerate power, and they seemed to want to drag Lu Yu in with them and turn them into a part.

　　 Lu Yu didn't panic watching this scene, but took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording function, and said:

　　 "You continue to rap, I'm recording it!"

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Chapter 209:

　　 These profanity whispers are chanted quickly according to a certain rhythm, and they overlap each other. In a sense, it really looks like a crazy rap.

　　 It seems that some evil mantras and some special summoning rituals require special language. The gray syllables are chanted, and each syllable needs to be pronounced at a fixed time. If you make a mistake after a period of time, you will make mistakes.

　　 In other words, many evil priests, ritual monks, etc. are all rap rappers?

　　 Lu Yu murmured a little in his heart, but his phone only recorded three or four seconds, and the body quickly flashed an arc, and even the screen showed a black flickering screen.