Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

At the same time, in the cellar.

Walking through a passage illuminated by dim lighting, Mr. Xiao came to a room.

It is half the size of a football field, steel pillars stand all around, forming a prison-like shape, and a white table is placed in the middle, but in addition to the edge of the table, traces of white paint can be faintly seen, and the most central position is a blood-red trace.

Thick blood flowed like a snake, popping towers dripping to the ground, above the table, there were corpses tied up, like pieces of meat that had not yet dried, blood was still dripping down, but their bodies had long lost their human characteristics, digging out their lungs, hollow chests, faces that lost their facial features, and dim lights reflected these like ghost movie scenes.

On the other side of the table, on the shelves, there are various ceremonial and equipment, pliers, steel knives, tweezers, gloves, magnifying glasses, bottles and jars of various colors, as if it were a chemical laboratory.

Behind the table, a young man was holding a large ceramic bowl, burying his head and eating happily, only after hearing the footsteps did he slowly raise his head, quickly smiled at the sight of Mr. Xiao, handed the bowl out, and said with a smile:

"Dad, do you want to have some, hehe, this is my latest research taste, occasionally improve the food is also good."

Old Master Xiao still had a shock on his face, and he glanced at the contents of the bowl, and the bright red pieces of meat were mixed together, like a bowl of uncooked pig offal.

He waved his hand impatiently, walked quickly to the back shelf, rummaged through the cabinets and began to pack up.

Glass bottles were placed on the shelves, tongues soaked in some yellow-green liquid, some of which even retained their activity and could twist.

Old Master Xiao ignored these collections, but looked at the hollow part in the center of the shelf, where a Buddha niche was placed, in which sat a god whose head turned into a blood-colored tongue, and fine compound eyes grew on his neck, staring at the world with hatred.

"Lord Bloodtongue..."

Old Master Xiao clasped his hands together and made a prayer: "The subordinates are not good at doing things, so they can only be temporarily transferred, and I ask for your forgiveness!"

The young man silently watched what Old Master Xiao had done, licked his lips, and his gloomy face was full of malice: "Old man, the sunrise of Shengchen has an accident?" Old

Master Xiao put a stone and the statue of the God of Blood Tongue into his bag, and after carrying it on his back, he said while walking out:

"Damn the old God Sect, this time it kicked to the hard board, let's take a good rest first, and then find a way to get today's grievances back."

"Or I'll go on Daddy, hehe, those little maids are really hungry."

"No, it's not that time yet, you are the container handpicked by the archbishop, and before you play, pack up your things, and we leave from the secret passage."

Old Master Xiao glared at the young man and walked quickly in the other direction.

"What about Old Zhao?"

After the young man followed two steps, he looked around and wondered.

"Old Zhao is dead, that man is simply a madman, we have to leave quickly."

Old Master Xiao said, reached out and pressed a button on the wall, and the moment he pressed it, the floor began to tremble, the instruments on the operating table were shaken down, and several corpses hanging from the ceiling were crumbling.

Old Master Xiao's face changed, and he pressed the switch again, the door did not open, but the vibration from the ground became more and more obvious, and the ceiling was dusty and fell, and even cracks appeared.

"Not good..."

Old Master Xiao realized something, and when he wanted to turn around again and leave from the place where he first entered, he slammed the ground and a huge steel plate smashed down, blocking their way.

Boom -

boom!

More and more cracks appeared in the ceiling, and the steel plates fell one after another, and a huge figure was hidden in it, and fell with it.

Looking at the huge figure that became clearer and clearer, Old Master Xiao shivered, it was too late to escape, and with a bang, the huge black shadow fell, emitting a deafening scream.

The screams rose and fell one after another, as if hundreds of mouths were making sounds at the same time, the hissing sound of spitting letters, the eerie laughter like silver bells, the crying like babies, and so on.

Giggle....

Jingle bells

- hush ho -

become louder and louder, more and more shocking, those strange sounds are layered, people will hallucinate when they hear it, and their mental state is affected.

After the dust in front of him cleared, Old Master Xiao finally saw the true face of the huge black shadow.

It was a huge fox beast with hundreds of tails!

Each tail is a writhing snake, and the screams and laughter just now come out of those snakes' hair.

Su Ziyu sat on the back of the hundred-tailed snake fox, looked at Old Master Xiao very leisurely, and glanced at the young man beside him.

"Oh, I met Mr. Xiao again, where are you in a hurry?"

Su Ziyu stretched out and said lazily.

"Hehe..." Old Master Xiao subconsciously took a step back, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Mr. Zhang, I'm not in a hurry to get something for you, ah, yes, yes, it's too urgent, hehe." "

Oh?"

Su Ziyu showed a playful smile, "What do I want?"

Old Master Xiao was suddenly shocked, his body shook twice, he felt a stone-like thing from his bag, and offered it with trembling hands.

"Hehe, what you want is here, haha, I'm not afraid that you are waiting on it in a hurry, I'll come down and get it first, haha."

Several snake heads and tails behind the hundred-tailed snake fox immediately flew over, and in Old Master Xiao's trembling expression, he rolled up the stone and sent it to Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu simply scanned it with his all-seeing true eyes, and did not find anything abnormal, so he put down his heart and pocketed it.

After Su Ziyu finished checking, Old Master Xiao tried and said, "Mr. Zhang... The things are also given to you, the transaction is over, can we go..."

Su Ziyu showed a kind smile again, which scared Old Master Xiao's back completely wet.

He didn't have the idea of resisting, but with such a large monster standing in front of him, he really couldn't raise the desire to fight.

"Why...,"

Mr. Xiao said with a sad face.

"Hehe..."

Su Ziyu straightened his back and said with a smile on his face: "I'm a person who likes black and black the most." "

Hiss....

Old Master Xiao showed a look of fear, subconsciously took a step back, and said in a trembling voice: "You don't mean that eating black is an uncivilized behavior."

The smile on Su Ziyu's face became brighter: "If you have strength, how can you call black eating black?" Besides, you also damaged a lot of my dolls, so you have to calculate this account, right? "