Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

After staring at the statue in the center of the room for a while, the feeling of being watched by mysterious eyes suddenly disappeared.

The next moment

, the statue that was only half a meter suddenly lit up with dazzling white light again, and then two azure eyes appeared in front of the pupils, staring at Su Ziyu.

Suddenly, a force wrapped in the power of the hurricane suddenly rushed out and exploded towards Su Ziyu's neck.

Sure enough, I couldn't bear it first.

Su Ziyu sneered, and the chaotic air flow behind him surged, and then condensed the shadow of the Primordial Demon God, slapped it down, and with the whirring wind, slammed it fiercely on the statue that was only less than half a meter.

The furious power instantly penetrated in, accompanied by a muffled click, the statue slammed open, and then a wisp of powerful spirituality surged out, Su Ziyu sneered, manipulated the primordial demon god's phantom to protect itself, and then reached out and grabbed it forward.

There was a soft touch in his palm, and Su Ziyu looked up and saw that he was holding a spar shining with a light blue light in his hand.

The spar was in the shape of a diamond, held in his hand, as if he was pinching a ball of violent wind elemental energy, and the powerful power of a hurricane that was about to tear everything apart was awe-inspiring.

"Wind Spirit Origin?"

Su Ziyu looked at the transparent crystal in his hand and shouted in surprise.

I didn't expect this thing to be here, and it is said that some evil creatures like to block part of their power in the statue for people to admire, but I didn't expect that this so-called son of the wind god also likes to use such a trick.

"No wonder I always felt like someone was staring at me when I first came in, so you little guy."

Su Ziyu looked at the transparent living body that was constantly shaking in his palm, the Wind Spirit Origin was not a solid crystal, but similar to a fire with a certain vitality, constantly swaying his body.

Call!

The Wind Spirit Origin didn't seem to like being controlled in his hands, and instantly became as huge as a demon, opening his blood basin and mouth, and even wanted to eat Su Ziyu in turn.

The primordial demon god's phantom waved gently, and just now it showed an unrivaled strong aura, but after encountering the obstruction of the chaotic air flow and the primordial demon god's aura, it suddenly fell.

"That's right."

Seeing this, Su Ziyu showed a smile, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the Wind Spirit Origin into the Chaos Sea.

After all, it is the power left by an evil creature similar to a god, and at least it is seven-star material.

After doing all this, Su Ziyu's spirituality suddenly felt, and the curtain dark beast that was guarding outside the hall sent him a message.

"Someone coming?"

Su Ziyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he hid inside the door of the hall, glanced at the cracked statue, and after thinking about it, he released a cloud of ghost fire to completely burn it.

Waiting quietly for a moment, suddenly the door of the hall was pushed open, but perhaps because of fear, the people outside the door did not dare to come in, but shouted for Su Ziyu to go out by himself.

Perhaps this is not a sacrificial hall, but a forbidden place to punish the clansmen.

Recalling the journey of obtaining the Wind Spirit Origin here, Su Zixuan was relieved.

No wonder he always felt as if he was being targeted by prey as soon as he came in, it turned out that there was a certain kind of wisdom foreign object such as the Wind Spirit Origin living here, and this fortified hall was also a place to imprison sinners in the clan.

With a gentle reply, Su Ziyu walked out of the hall.

Outside the gate, the residents who remained in Barren Rock City seemed to have come over, they were crawling on the ground, looking reverent, and above the open space outside the door, there was a cross, and in front of the cross stood the previous captain and two figures that Su Ziyu had never seen.

When the three of them saw Su Ziyu walking out of the hall intact, they all showed slightly surprised expressions, but it was only for a moment, and they were quickly suppressed.

"Take a seat!"

One of the three was an older barbarian who was known as Elder Shi shouted.

The two barbarians stepped forward, set up Su Ziyu, and took him to the cross, and then heard the stone elder shout again to ignite, and the two big men immediately lit the fire on the cross, crackling, and sometimes sparks appeared.

Looking at this posture, is it going to be burned at the stake on me?

Su Ziyu smiled helplessly in his heart and let them bind themselves to the cross.

Su Ziyu was waiting for an opportunity

, and now it was not time to start, and the son of the wind god had not yet arrived.

"Recite the Great Wind Sutra!"

Elder Shi shouted loudly again.

Immediately afterwards, the stone tribe people crawling in the clearing opened their mouths one after another, and for a while the indescribable language formed a network of sounds, which constantly echoed in the barren stone city.

And the little captain named Shi Po was holding the statue that had been placed on the stone altar in the square with both hands, chanting words in his mouth at the same time, although his face remained calm, but he could see the greed hidden in the depths of his pupils.

Su Ziyu looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and then his gaze fell on Shi Po, to be precise, the statue.

Staring at the statue, the young body of the Demon Spirit Angel also slowly came out of Su Ziyu's pocket.

The sound made by the people of the stone tribe is uniform, as if it has magical power, making the soul tremble, and their rhythm and frequency reach a strange consistency at a certain moment, if ordinary people hear such a sound here, I am afraid that they will go crazy on the spot.