I, The Creator Of The Evil God!

A strange and low voice sounded behind him, with a strong emotion of pain, as if it was warning, but also like resentment, the deep call made people feel frightened.

Surrounded by thick fog, countless arms stretched out on the ground, dancing their arms, as if they wanted to climb out of hell.

"What is this? Illusion created by the manor? Is it an enchantment or a different space?"

Lu Yu frowned, with the Thousand-Handed Demon God visualization trying to suppress his own soul, these negative emotions could not invade his brain at all, and even his own spiritual power could wear them away.

After all, the root of spiritual power is the magical power produced by the trinity of spirit, soul, and blood, which can leverage the extraordinary foundation.

Although Lu Yu didn't look to the side, he knew that the girl Gu Panqiu had disappeared.

Because whenever there is a problem, this girl will always hide behind her and grab the corner of her clothes, but now there is no movement.

If she didn't even feel her breath, then it is very likely that this little girl is not in this space.

Maybe it was separated, or even only ~he entered.

However, Lu Yu did not panic, but was slowly perceiving the world and understanding the composition of this world.

At the same time, the spiritual power in his hands gathered and condensed into a red lamp.

Spirit Lamp!

The core power of the mirage monster Ling Chi was later used by Lu Yu as a material for making distortion angels, thus obtaining this spiritual skill.

At the beginning, relying on the power of the spiritual lamp, even if he hadn't reached the morning star, he could attack and kill some morning star powerhouses.

However, due to limitations and their own strength, it is difficult for illusion monsters to advance, and they are often born with whatever strength they are, and they remain the same after death.

But Lu Yu is different, he can obtain these cherished abilities through monster editing, and his own strength will not be limited by this.

And the powerful skill of the spiritual lamp, as Lu Yu reached the morning star, exerted a stronger power.

The spiritual power of the morning star is injected into it, the scarlet flame on the spiritual lamp dances, and the spiritual light flickers.

The huge spiritual power diffused, dispelling the gray world in an instant, and the mist melted like the first snow wherever it went.

The space in front of him began to become clear, and the arms crawling out from the ground gradually became quiet under the comfort of the spiritual lamp.

"Don't stay here..."

"Let's go..."

"Conspiracy, it's all conspiracy..."

But the pained cries behind him still echoed, each of them persuading Lu Yu to leave this silent manor.

Lu Yu confirmed that this was not the time to induce people to turn around and curse, he turned his head slowly, and saw a pitch-black mist, and the voice came out of the Qi-seeking.

"I'm in so much pain...."

"My body is about to swell..."

"Scam, everything is a scam..."

"Why are you still alive..."

Voices of persuasion, wailing of pain, screams of despair, and curses of spite, all kinds of voices came out of the black mist, constantly telling Lu Yu.

The black mist began to roll in it, revealing faces one after another, old and young, men and women, and even Lu Yu's money-grubbing and disgusting relatives were confined in it together.

The souls of these people did not reincarnate, but were bound into a ball, and whispered constantly.

"Is this a world made of resentment?"

Lu Yu felt the world melting under the lamp of the spirit, it seemed to be completely transformed by the power of the soul, so he was easily absorbed by the lamp of the spirit.

He looked at the black mist that was still emitting crazy whispers, and asked in a deep voice:

"How did you die?"

But the black mist just squirmed, and then one face after another began to emerge, shouting at Lu Yu:

"let's go......"

"Don't come here, recovery..."

They don't seem to have full sanity, just keep letting Lu Yu go.

One of the faces seemed to have some intelligence. Just as he was about to say something, his voice suddenly stopped, and then the black mist began to surge. It seemed that he had said something taboo, and his voice began to stop and go.

"Don't...I don't want to..."

"I'm leaving, I don't want to be..."

Lu Yu frowned, and listened for a while but couldn't get any useful information, or the key content was restrained by some kind of force and couldn't be said.

"There's no need to wait any longer!"

Lu Yu didn't want to spend it like this anymore, so he was going to grab a few souls and let the Thousand Faces Soul Tree swallow them, to see if he could extract some memories.

But the moment he wanted to make a move, a dangerous aura emanated from the black mist, extremely terrifying, and slowly began to expand.

…… Ask for flowers………

The black mist slowly distorted and turned into a huge blurry figure, but the wailing soul stopped abruptly at this moment, and everything became quiet.

"What kind of secret is involved, it actually caused distortion!"

Lu Yu also felt a majestic and terrifying aura, as if an endless abyss had opened, showing the world its depth and terror.

Lu Yu hurriedly continued to visualize the Thousand-Handed Demon God in his mind, suppressing all the fear in his heart and a lot of crazy emotions pouring in.

If you let it go, it is really possible to turn the opponent into a shadow of an evil god, and then add a psychological shock.

These people seem to be the spirits of the former dead successors, all of whom died without exception.

And this means that they no longer have consciousness, are they just a group of wandering souls without owners?

Could it be that the manor wants to use these ghosts to tell forbidden secrets, thereby attracting the breath of evil gods to assimilate itself?

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of a solution. Looking at the wriggling black mist, he began to walk forward.

Every time I take a step, the emotion of terror spreads from my heart.

It comes from the fear of the unknown, the rejection of distortion and madness!

And the fantasy map of the Thousand-Handed Demon God in his mind also danced along with it, sitting on the Tai Chi map, thousands of arms danced chaotic airflow, and countless suppressive forces fell down!

It suppressed all external abnormal forces, and resisted the erosion of this information.

The distance between the two was not far, and Lu Yu reached the black mist after only a few steps, but the spiritual power on his body was also consumed a lot.

The pitch-black mist began to permeate, and the figure became more and more distorted, and one pale arm after another stretched out from it, as if trying to drag Lu Yu in.

They chanted profane words, and their voices layered upon layer, resulting in a terrifying spread of corrupted power, as if they wanted to drag Lu Yu in together and become a part of them.

Lu Yu didn't panic when he saw this scene, but took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording function, and said:

"You continue to rap, I'm recording it!"

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