Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

Desolate desert, the sun hangs high in the sky, scorching everything on the earth, due to the heat, the air in front of you has some scorching meaning, slightly distorted and deformed, a magic dragon figure flew by rapidly, the violent wind pressure swept up a large amount of wind and sand, and the nine dragons first hissed to shock the soul.

It has been a day and a night since leaving Jiangcheng, coming to the south from the Northern Alliance through airships, in this lonely desert, Su Ziyu did not choose the local camel cart, but took his flying monster - the Prison Blood Nine-Headed Dragon to hurry.

Before leaving Jiangcheng, Su Ziyu arranged all kinds of things, and Bishop Ouyang of the God of War Church, the Qingyu Lord Priest, also promised him that he would help him settle things.

Sitting on the back of the demon dragon, Su Ziyu looked at the hot light spot in the corner of the sky, wiped the sweat on his forehead, took out a bottle of water from the chaotic sea and purred.

The environment of the southern desert is very severe.

After flying in the desert for a day, Su Ziyu had only seen a few adventure teams.

However, compared to those adventure teams who could only ride camels and slowly dangle on the desert, Su Ziyu was able to fly in the sky on a magic dragon, which was already a very good treatment.

The map given by Qingyu, Su Ziyu has asked some local natives, confirmed that there is no problem at all, and about five kilometers ahead, you can rush out of the desert, and the meeting place of this Warlock Family Exchange Conference is in a primeval forest outside the desert.

The initiator of the meeting, Mr. Weng Yili, in the primeval forest, there is an ancient house, which is the meeting place.

Putting away the map, Su Ziyu pointed ahead and shouted:

"Nine-headed dragon, accelerate!"

"Roar!"

The sound shook the sky, and the nine-headed dragon flew through the sky at a rapid pace.

......

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Within a primeval forest.

"Hehe, hurry up and hand over the valuable things, we will let you go, otherwise..."

a middle-aged man with several color graffiti on his face, dressed in linen cloth, and a fierce-looking middle-aged man shouted at the black-robed man in front of him.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was also a group of men in the same attire as him, shirtless, holding spears, looking like barbarians.

The black-robed man in front of them was shrouded in a black robe, and the body size of more than two meters tall made people only look up, and the mystery hidden under the black robe made people dare not approach.

But these barbarians who live in the forest all year round do not care about this, the height of two meters is indeed very high outside, but inside the barbarians, seventy percent of the people are more than two meters tall, and some are even about three meters!

In addition, they have already reaped a lot of benefits from the outside adventure team, and it is impossible to let go of a fat sheep who came in from the outside at this time.

"I used to just hear about it, but today, the barbarians are really barbaric."

A hoarse voice came from under the black robe.

"Mother, if you don't cooperate anymore, don't blame the brothers for making a move!"

The leading middle-aged man stepped forward, looked the black-robed man in front of him up and down, and said with an evil smile, "Little brother, see that you have a good physique, he, or you let the brethren cool down, how about I don't want you for this toll?"

Who knew that as soon as these words came out, the black-robed man who had originally behaved harmlessly to humans and animals suddenly became sharp, sneered, and a withered palm suddenly poked out under the black robe, holding a bone knife, cutting it down hard, and blood splashed.

The middle-aged man who was still poor just now had his head directly separated from his body.

"Get out of here!"

Glancing coldly at the middle-aged man's subordinates, the black-robed man folded his arm into the black robe and swaggered forward.

The barbarians on both sides, seeing this, did not dare to block anymore, so they could only separate from both sides and let the black-robed people pass smoothly.

After the black-robed man who seemed to be a starry man left, a group of barbarians dared to step forward to collect the body of their boss.

However, they did not show any sadness because of this, the barbarians have always respected their strength, and they have spent all day licking blood on the knife edge to live, fighting with foreign adventure teams, fighting with monsters hiding in the forest, and have long been used to death.

While several barbarian brothers were arguing about how to choose a temporary acting captain, a sharp-eyed barbarian brother

caught a glimpse of a figure walking slowly in the distance, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he discussed with the other clansmen with their heads down, raised their heads again, and looked at the figure in their eyes, which was already a little gloomy.

Due to years of dealing with past adventure teams, although the language is not clear, the barbarians have learned a little human language, and if they are not proficient, they can barely use it for daily communication.

Of course, they learned Terran languages such as swear words and harsh words, and they learned the fastest and most proficiently.

After experiencing the flight of the desert and entering the forest, Su Ziyu did not ride the magic dragon again, but chose to hike.

According to the map, the old castle of the meeting is in this forest.

It has to be said that it is surrounded by lush green tall trees, and the canopy and crisscrossing branches are connected into a large net, covering the sun in the sky, making the interior of the forest more silent and deserted.

The climate is mild and the air is fresh, which is difficult to enjoy in a heavily industrialized urban area like the Northern Union.

While sighing at the beautiful environment here, Su Ziyu walked slowly.

Walking, walking, I was stopped by a group of people.

"Yours! Mankind! Stop it!

Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows, looked at the few barbarians in front of him who were not clothed, and said in surprise:

"There are actually people in this forest?"

Several barbarians gathered around, lit up the spears in their hands, and sneered:

"Human boy, leave everything valuable, otherwise..." His

gaze swept over several barbarians, noticing a blood stain left next to him, Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and immediately understood his situation.

Before entering the wandering mountains in the south, Su Ziyu had heard that there were a group of uncivilized barbarians living in the primeval forest, they were generally very tall and strong, and often lived by robbing foreign adventure teams.

I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect that I had just entered the forest and encountered this.

Moreover, it seems that this group of guys has already done a vote before robbing themselves.

Smelling the faint smell of blood, the smile on Su Ziyu's face became brighter:

"Hehe, all good men spare your lives, I will give you everything."

Saying that, ignoring the slightly surprised eyes of the group of barbarians, Su Ziyu took out a long knife with a black color from the sea of chaos, gently placed it on the ground, and looked at everyone:

"Let's see, how is this knife worth?" Is it enough to buy my life? "