The Evil God Comes: I, the Creator of Magic Cards!

Backpacker?

A trace of doubt flashed in Di Qing's eyes, and then, before he could recall it, the next moment he felt a piercing pain in his head!

"what!"

pat!

The moment he screamed, the lights in the entire venue suddenly went out!

The screams echoed throughout the venue, whether it was the dancing people or those drinking alone, all fell silent at this moment, leaving only the screams.

However, the screams disappeared soon, and now it was the turn of those extraordinary people to be at a loss.

"What happened?"

"Why did the lights go out?"

"I don't know. Someone screamed just now. Could it be that someone dares to make a move here?"

"Isn't this the meeting place of the Bai family? Such an important meeting can be messed up, what are they doing!"

People spoke out one after another. Although the venue was plunged into darkness, few people panicked.

However, many people were still wary of the scream just now.

Swish!

Not long after, the field suddenly lit up with light one after another. It was the fire light lit by some fire element awakeners.

Among them, the most shining one was a young man in armor. His whole body was bathed in light, and he became the most dazzling existence in the entire venue.

He is a light element awakener!

Beside him, there was another figure shrouded in a black robe.

The two had been drinking in the corner before and didn't notice the others, but now something happened, so they stood up.

"Jiang Ye, did you see anything just now?" The light element boy glanced around the field and asked the man in black beside him.

"I heard it, but it happened too fast, I didn't see it." The man in black shook his head and said.

On the other side, Nightingale beside Lin Ye was very clear about what happened.

However, even she, who was standing next to Lin Ye, was surprised for a while.

"Mr. Ye, where's Di Qing?" Nightingale looked at Di Qing who was still holding hands with Lin Ye just now, but now only Lin Ye was left standing in front of her, her eyes filled with disbelief.

What about others?

what just happened?

Why did he suddenly disappear?

Thinking of the familiar scream just now, Nightingale looked at Lin Ye with a strange look.

Although I can't believe it, it seems that Di Qing has already been poisoned by the person in front of me?

However, with such a short time just now, how could he solve Di Qing in an instant?

Don't forget, behind him is the entire Gore cult, and he definitely has the props of the evil god on him!

Moreover, Di Qing's strength is also at the high level of Huiyue, and if he wants to deal with him instantly, he needs to have the strength of Lie Yang's high level!

"You are lucky."

Lin Ye did not answer her question, but smiled and said this to her.

Good luck?

Although she didn't know what Lin Ye meant, but for some reason, she always felt palpitations when she saw the strange half black and half white mask on Lin Ye's face.

When everyone was puzzled, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Who's that guy up there?"

"Huh? Why is there someone standing on it? What does he want to do?"

"Huh? Isn't that Di Qing from the Gore Cult? Why did he go up there?"

Someone noticed the sky above the venue, and the others looked up when they heard the exclamation.

On the dome of the venue, a figure wearing a beast mask was standing in the air!

However, his posture at this time was a little weird, his whole body drooped as if he had no strength, and his hands stood up straight like a machine.

Soon, some acquaintances recognized Di Qing, but were puzzled by his behavior.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Di Qing on the dome trembled all over, and suddenly raised his head.

"Hey hey hey~"

A sharp and ethereal voice came out of his mouth, resounding throughout the venue.

Immediately afterwards, he volleyed to the crowd, and the words came out of his mouth: "Welcome to the eternal fantasy kingdom of the Lord of the Night!"

After the voice fell, the venue fell into silence. Everyone frowned and stared at Di Qing on the dome, wondering what he was going to do next.

Zuo Ji got up, and the corners of Di Qing's mouth, which could not be concealed under half of the mask, outlined an exaggerated arc.

"Next, we're going to play a game!"

"The name of this game is ~ Gold Miner!"

"What do you mean? It's a mining game, the next one is the mining machine, and everyone present is the mine in the game!"

"The rules of the game are very simple. After the game starts, I will randomly throw out a fishing hook. Whoever hooks it will hand over something that I can approve!"

"Speaking of which, some people may ask, what if there is nothing to hand over?"

Di Qing grinned, licked his lips, and changed his tone: "Of course~~ I will take my life to offset it! Hehehe~~"

"Gentle reminder, don't run away, but you will die!"

"Now, the game... begins~"

After the words fell, he flipped his hand, and a pitch-black fishhook appeared in his hand.

His words made everyone below look bad.

"Di Qing, is he crazy? How dare he make trouble here!"

"What kind of game is this? It's an evil god's prop, right? Sure enough, a believer in an evil god is a believer in an evil god, and a dog can never change his food!"

"Hmph, don't insult us believers of the Holy Spirit, what does it matter to us that Di Qing has a brain problem!"

"Which man go up and give him a slap to wake him up!"

"I come!"

Someone couldn't stand it any longer, and jumped up and punched Di Qing who was on the dome.

A powerful aura emerged from him. He was a high-ranking Tianjiao of the Huiyue class, but his real strength was comparable to that of the ordinary Lieyang class.

The overall strength is even higher than that of Di Qing, and the forces behind him are also the cult of evil gods, so he is the most suitable shot.

Seeing the person who made the attack, everyone who knew his strength calmed down, watching him quietly wake up Di Qing.

When he shot, Di Qing, who was holding the fishing rod, also looked down at him. At the same time, he flicked the fishing rod in his hand, and the hook was thrown out instantly.

That thread faintly emits a purple light...

PS: Thanks to Shuai Yapi for the three shows!

Chapter 111 Moths to the Flame, Nightingales Court

"Do you have the holy god props!"

Facing Di Qing's attack, the man did not show any fear.

His strength itself is stronger than Di Qing, and behind him is also the cult of the evil god, and there are many evil god props in his hands.

After the words fell, a small black shield appeared in his hand, blocking himself, and punched Di Qing as usual.

He is also a member of the cult of evil gods, so it is not easy for him to kill, and a small punishment is enough.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The fishhook fell and collided with the small black shield.

Ding!

The two collided and made a crisp sound.

In a blink of an eye, the purple glowing thread on the fishhook suddenly passed through the small shield, and plunged straight into the man's forehead!

The people below did not see this scene, even the person himself failed to notice that there was a purple thread.

"This farce is over!"

The man shouted angrily, and his fist was about to land on Di Qing's face.

The attack so close at hand didn't make Di Qing panic at all, on the contrary, it made him have a weird smile on his face.

"The fish is hooked..."

Whispering words came from his mouth, and when the words fell, he yanked the fishing rod in his hand.

The man kept swinging his fist, but his expression suddenly changed in the next second!

"what!"

There was a sudden scream, and the man put his head in his hands and wailed in pain.

Immediately afterwards, before the people below could react, his face suddenly returned to normal, and then his body gradually took on a strange posture.

Ka~cha!Ka~cha!

The sound of bone cracking sounded one after another, and the man's body twisted into a strange posture.

Then it fell from a high altitude without warning, and fell to the ground like a pool of mud...

"Facts have proved that your resistance is meaningless!" Di Qing withdrew his hook, looking down at everyone with a lofty attitude.

"So, who will be the next lucky one?" He said jokingly, playing with the small black shield that the man was holding just now.

When his voice fell, the entire venue fell into a strange silence.