shock!The tyrant's three-year-old milk group is a Xuanmen boss

A faint light flashed.

Yun Youfu clearly saw that Si Qiandu's black and white pupils were instantly dyed completely black by the black evil spirit.

The little guy hugged his neck in panic.

"Brother Dudu."

The next moment, the young evildoer smiled.

"Don't worry, a mere wisp of remnant soul is not my opponent."

I saw the black baleful energy around the young man gushing out and spinning like a storm, and finally it gradually spread to the entire Temple of Evil.

The evil spirit like thick fog blocked Yun Youfu's sight.

All I could hear was someone screaming in agony.

Yun Youfu suddenly felt a chill creep up her back.

Si Qiandu used force to protect her for too long.

So much so that she forgot.

On his body, there is obviously a strong evil spirit like that of his father.

But his evil spirit is different from that of his father.

The father is the evil spirit accumulated on his body from too many killings. The father cannot drive this power. In the end, he will only be bewitched by the evil spirit, become more and more cold-blooded and kill, and will eventually die.

And Si Qiandu.

This evil spirit seems to have merged with him, and he can drive and devour it at will. He is not carrying evil spirit on his body - he is the evil spirit itself.

But Yun Youfu has only known two people for hundreds of years with the gathering of evil spirits.

One is a beast that could almost turn into a human body.

The other... is the God of Misfortune who has been rumored to have low divine power and no longer exists.

"Brother Dudu...you..."

The little guy's lips trembled a little.

"No! Brother Eshen, don't kill those girls! They...they are all..."

The boy's handsome side face as sharp as a knife didn't move at all, and he concentrated on spreading the turbulent evil spirit in his body in this temple of evil.

Yun Youfu held her breath, looking at the other party's more powerful spell than she imagined, and knew that if he wanted to kill herself at this moment, it would be easy.

at last.

The last scream in the Temple of Evil stopped.

Yun Youfu saw the evil spirit in the room rolling back and gradually returning to the boy's body.

After being swallowed by evil spirits, the Temple of Evil was full of corpses.

It seemed so miserable and lifeless for a moment.

Looking at the more than 100 girls who were still alive just now, they all fell to the ground at this moment.

Yun Youfu's nose was sore, and she began to cry in Si Qiandu's arms.

"Ni... You might as well kill the nest too... Woohoo, Wo said they are innocent, even if you are the god of disaster, you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately! Why don't you let them go... Woo Woohoo, they are so pitiful."

The boy frowned impatiently.

"To shut up."

Seeing that he didn't protect the little girls here, the little guy felt extremely guilty.

Simply ignore it.

"The nest is not closed! Woohoo, it's clear that Ni did something wrong, so don't let Wo say it! Ni let me down! I hate you! Go back to the palace now and ask your father to let you go!!"

Although Si Qiandu's eyes had returned to normal when the evil spirit was completely absorbed.

Hearing this sentence, his expression was even more terrifying than before.

"What did you say, you say it again?"

Yun Youfu struggled out of his arms.

Run while crying.

"Just say it!! Fufu doesn't want to be your friend anymore!!"

"Ouch!!"

With another scream, Yun Youfu paused.

Because the scream was not from her, but from a girl on the ground who was accidentally stepped on by her.

The little guy's big watery eyes were full of tears: "How could it be...the muds are all dead and numb..."