Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

After dinner, everyone sat in place, waiting for Weng Yilie's next instructions.

"Hehe, Weng Mou thanks you for still giving me this face, come and get together."

Weng Yilie wiped his lips and said dryly.

With a sweep of his gaze, Weng Yilie looked at Su Ziyu, who was sitting in the second place on his left, and said with a smile:

"Presumably this is Su Lao's grandson, Ziyu's little nephew, right?"

"Weng Lao is good."

Su Ziyu stood up and saluted slightly.

Weng Yilie and Su Ziyu's grandfather used to have a close relationship, so Su Ziyu still had to do it in terms of gifts.

"Well, good."

Weng Yilie's cloudy old eyes flashed, and he nodded with a smile.

"Is there really no one in the Su family, and they actually let a hairy boy like you come to the adult party."

Feng Li, who was sitting opposite Su Ziyu, smiled sarcastically, "Elder Weng, how can we say that it is also a gathering of the patriarchs of several warlock families, and the Su family Xiao'er is mixed in like this, right?" Hearing

this, Su Ziyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Feng Li dangerously.

This black old man, provoking himself three times and twice, until he didn't stop talking at the dinner table, which already made Su Ziyu a little annoyed.

Seeing that Weng Yilie did not speak for a while, Feng Li's subsequent invective became more and more arrogant, and the mocking look on his face became more and more unconcealed:

"Besides, today is the gathering of the Warlock family, why don't I remember that there are several families with the name of the Su family?"

"Patriarch Feng, I am indeed a junior of the Su family, and I dare to come to the patriarch party, but is it a little inappropriate for you to say that my Su family is not in the ranking of the warlock family?"

Su Ziyu's eyes looking at Feng Li had already flashed with a violent killing intent.

Frightened by the killing intent in Su Ziyu's eyes, Feng Li used an even more exaggerated expression to hide the embarrassment of losing his concentration just now, and laughed arrogantly:

"How?" The Su family has long been excluded from the warlock family, this is a well-known fact, are you still living more than ten years ago?

Hahaha... After Su Yan's old immortal death, can your Su family still be called a warlock family?!" Seeing

that the other party would insult his grandfather, Su Ziyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his fists were clenched tightly

, at the same time, where Feng Li was, the shadows around him danced wildly, he picked the corner of his forehead, and when he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt that his neck was under a knife, and his face suddenly changed sharply at the corner of his eye!

His shadow didn't know when it suddenly came to life, and a scarlet one-eyed eye emerged from the pitch-black black shadow, holding a shadow blade against his neck.

"The old immortal, if you don't want to die, shut up for me."

Originally came to participate in this party to show the strength of the Su family, Su Ziyu snorted coldly, stepped directly on the dining table, squatted in front of Feng Li, and said condescendingly:

"If you talk nonsense, I will take your little life."

This one...... This stinky boy... When did you master such an evil technique?!

Shocked by the curtain dark beast that suddenly appeared, Feng Li, who was still arrogant just now, immediately withered, and after seeing Su Ziyu's eyes full of killing intent, he inexplicably had a premonition that if he did not give in, he would really be killed by the young man in front of him!

With a slight glance at Weng Yilie out of the corner of his eye, Feng Li was casting a help-seeking gaze at the other party.

"Elder Weng..." "

Let's apologize to Ziyu's little nephew."

The cloudy old eyes swept over Feng Li, and the old man who did not smile said dryly.

Feng Li's scrawled old face suddenly became extremely ugly, the age spots on his face were crowded together, and after his face changed several times, he finally said hoarsely:

"Ziyu little nephew, just now the old man was too excited, and the old man is here to apologize to you."

He said this very reluctantly, gritting his teeth with every word.

Hearing this, the curtain dark beast turned into a dark shadow and dissipated, Su Ziyu sat back on the chair, sorted out the folds on his clothes, and suddenly felt something, his pupils suddenly shrunk, his body was slightly deflected, and a black fireball flew past his side.

Then a black shadow rushed up, and the thin and flesh palm slammed towards Su Ziyu's face, and the tips of the five fingers glowed with black-purple spirituality, like the claws of a devil.

That black shadow was naturally unconvinced by Feng Li!

"Stinky boy, if Laozi can't even cure you, what face does the Feng family have to continue to mess around!"

Feng Li shouted frantically with a face on his face.

"Oh."

A light gate appeared and stretched behind Su Ziyu, and when Feng Li's ghost claw was about to catch him, Su Ziyu's figure disappeared inside the light gate.

Looking at Su Ziyu, who suddenly disappeared, a touch of shock appeared on Feng Li's old face again.

Immediately afterwards, he shivered all over, quickly looked up, and saw a light gate stretching horizontally on the ceiling, and Su Ziyu's figure came out of it, with a dark blue flame attached to his fist, and raised his fist to smash towards Feng Li's back.

Bang——!

Feng Li gritted his teeth, and could only mobilize all his spiritual energy to gather on his back, and then ate Su Ziyu's punch abruptly.

A mouthful of sweetness gushed out of his throat, Feng Li flew out upside down, smashed a chair, rolled to the corner of the wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old face that was already full of wrinkles was stained with blood, and it looked more and more hideous.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the restaurant was extremely depressed.

The black-robed man on one side of the dining table hid his face under the black robe and seemed to move, but it was quickly well concealed.

However, the smiling tiger Ao Guyao still maintained a smiling expression, looking at Feng Li who was knocked to the ground with a little playfulness, and then his gaze stayed on Su Ziyu.

"Old immortal, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Looking at Feng Li, who fell to the ground and was wailing, Su Ziyu sneered.

After the brief exchange just now, Su Ziyu knew that Feng Li was just an extraordinary person of the Hui Chui Rank, and this kind of strength did not need Su Ziyu to personally strike, and any monster that had undergone a second edit could be beaten.

If it weren't for the old guy's hard bones and gathering all the spirits to protect the back heart, I was afraid that the punch just now would have cost Feng Li's life.

Staring at Su Ziyu viciously, Feng Li stood up again, his hands bent into claws, and his face was extremely gloomy.

After receiving such a punch just now, Feng Li knew very well in his heart that Su Ziyu really wanted to kill him!

That punch has no intention of keeping a hand at all!

Su Ziyu's fingertips raised the Nether Ghost Fire, and he looked playfully at Feng Li, who continued to get up.

"Enough!"

At this moment, Weng Yili, who was sitting on the main throne, suddenly shouted.

"Lao Feng, you are also really, what to do with a junior, besides, you have also fought each other, you know best whether Su Xiaonephew has the ability to participate in the party." After scolding Feng Li, Weng Yilie took a deep look at Su Ziyu again, and said with a smile, "Su Xiaonephew dissipates his anger, Lao Feng is this temper, please sit down." "

Old fox... Damn, I saw that Lao Tzu was beaten before he came out to play the circle, why didn't I see you come out just now and say two words.

After silently scolding Weng Yilie in his heart, Feng Li sat back in his place again with a livid face.

It's just that his gaze will sweep over Su Ziyu from time to time, and the fierceness and viciousness in his eyes are not hidden at all.

If this little guy really has two strokes, he must find a way to keep him here, otherwise if he grows up in the future, won't it become a major disaster for my Feng family?"

Moreover, I was just careless just now, otherwise how could I lose to a junior....

The strength that was revealed just now is likely to have just entered the Huiyue...

Thoughts flashed in his heart, and Feng Li's gaze towards Su Ziyu became more and more cold.

Feeling the cold gaze cast from the other side, Su Ziyu shrugged indifferently, not meaning to deal with Feng Li at all.

In Su Ziyu's eyes, there was no need to waste time on small fish and shrimp like Feng Li.

If the other party really doesn't have a long eye to deal with himself, then he doesn't mind sending him a kick directly.

When the restaurant returned to quiet again, Weng Yili coughed dryly, and the age spots on his face slowly trembled with the rhythm of his speech:

"Everyone must want to know, what I organized today's party for, hehe, the old man will not continue to sell Guanzi, I summoned everyone over today, in fact, I want to share a surprise with everyone."

Speaking of this, Weng Yilie paused for a moment, and his old eyes gradually lit up:

"The research on immortal magic has progressed."