Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

Looking at Su Ziyu's appearance, Jun Shang also smiled, and was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

However, after being happy, a worried look flashed on her face, and her eyes were lowered.

"Inside the abyss... That guy... Will it appear..."

Just as Jun Shang was thinking about it, suddenly Su Ziyu's voice sounded behind him.

"Replenish your strength."

Su Ziyu casually threw a few bottles of magic potions to Jun, and then carried the corpse of the demon hunter to the high altar in the center.

First took the healing potion to speed up the recovery of injuries in the body, and then raised his head, looking at the many corpses hanging from the meat hooks on the dome and the blood that kept dripping down, Su Ziyu's heart moved, jumped up in the air, snapped and muffled, and hung the corpse of the remnants of the demon hunter on one of the meat hooks.

On the dome, rows of corpses were hung, and when the wind blew, it swayed like bacon that had not yet dried, and blood flowed down the corpses and gathered into the altar below.

The corpse of the Profound Ice Bone Dragon lying in the coffin of the tall stone pillar was absorbing a large amount of blood power, until the corpse of the demon hunter was hung up, and the ritual lines of the altar finally all lit up, and the piercing blood almost made people unable to open their eyes.

The unfinished ritual of the demon hunter, with his own flesh as the last sacrifice, was finally completed.

After all... Even if he feeds on demons, he is still a demon in essence, and naturally he can be used as a sacrifice to complete this ritual.

Seeing this, Su Ziyu returned to the ground, and the junshang on the side immediately greeted him, wondering:

"The ceremony has begun?"

"That's right." Su Ziyu nodded, and a flash of madness flashed in his eyes, "This sacrificial ceremony will excavate the last trace of bloodline power of the Profound Ice Bone Dragon corpse, and if it can be absorbed by me, it will definitely be beneficial." "

Huh?"

Hearing this, Jun Shang was stunned for a moment, and quickly spoke:

"Could it be that you also have the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon King in your body?"

In this regard, Su Ziyu smiled noncommittally.

He inherited the 'Dark Body' of the Hellblood Nine-Headed Dragon, and he also had a trace of the bloodline power of the dragon clan in his body, so he could naturally be the beneficiary of this ritual...

Even, Su Ziyu had a feeling that he was more suitable for this ritual than a demon hunter.

However, the monarch on the side was stunned for a moment, and immediately had a deeper understanding of the mystery and power of the Lord in his heart.

"The Lord is an ancient god in revival, spanning several eras, and it is very reasonable to have obtained the inheritance of the dragon clan in ancient times, or plundered a trace of the power and authority of the dragon clan."

After such a thought flashed in his heart, Jun Shang smiled and asked,

"What do you want me to do?"

"Help me protect the Dharma."

Su Ziyu sat down cross-legged, "I need to refine a Sage-level ritual potion first.

"Ah, good."

Seeing that Su Ziyu could finally be promoted to the Sage level, Jun Shang also smiled from the bottom of his heart.

As Su Ziyu's little fangirl, she naturally hopes that the former can recover her strength as soon as possible, lead the 'black tailor' to the peak of the world, and return to the glory of the ancient era.

"Recovering from the Lord... It seems to have gone further..."

Jun Shang thought happily, and then obediently stood at the entrance, his small face full of solemnity.

At this time, Su Ziyu was preparing the materials for the ritual potion.

With a flick of a finger, several materials are flown into the air, and the materials are divided into two rows, namely the main material and the auxiliary material.

Opening his palm, the old divine seal cracked a hole, spitting out the Nether Ghost Fire, Su Ziyu's other hand flicked lightly, and the auxiliary materials fell in no particular order.

"Thirty grams of papyrus powder, three drops of mermaid tears, fifteen grams of hop root powder, three drops of purple zelan's juice..."

Counting silently in his heart, Su Ziyu grasped the amount extremely perfectly, and with the addition of auxiliary materials, after being calcined by the Nether Ghost Fire for a while, it immediately turned into crystalline powdery crystals, and a rich medicinal fragrance was pervasive.

Among the four materials, mermaid tears are the most difficult to refine.

The previous three medicinal herbs, after twelve hours of difficult refining, finally refined them from solid to liquid, and then condensed into energy pellets.

But mermaid tears belong to a very difficult type of refining, Su Ziyu stared at the three blue tears, concentrating on increasing the firepower of the Nether Ghost Fire, watching it transform from liquid to energy balls, and the time was twelve hours.

In a whole day, Su Ziyu was able to complete the refining of auxiliary materials, looking at the four crystal clear energy balls in front of him, he did not dare to slacken, his gestures changed abruptly, and powerful spirituality burst out, trying to fuse the four energy balls together.

Fusion, in the blink of an eye, another half a day passed.

The refining of auxiliary materials has finally come to an end.

Looking at the four-colored ball lying in the center of the flame and constantly spinning, Su Ziyu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he still did not dare to relax, the most important thing in the refining of potions is the main material, and generally the main material will have a crazy pollution tendency, and he needs to pay more attention to control the refining.

With a flick of the fingers of the right hand, a mass of flesh of the type and the pig's brain emerged, which is the pituitary gland of the hell growler, and the bloodshot appearance is hooked into a completely irregular three-dimensional pattern, even if it leaves the body, it still retains a certain activity, like a heart.

With every beat, the ugly pig-headed face of the Hell Growler would emerge, condense into a virtual shadow, and emit a silent roar, disturbing people's minds.

"What a troublesome guy."

Seeing this, Su Ziyu couldn't help but shake his head, the chaotic air flow behind him pervaded, condensing into the phantom of the Primordial Demon God, the terrifying primordial aura permeated out, and the pituitary gland of the hell growler immediately became quiet.

"That's how good it is."

Su Ziyu smiled, and with a flick of his fingers, he flicked it into the Nether Ghost Fire, and the blue flame burned down, and immediately made a 'beep' sound, and the pituitary gland of the Hell Roarer gradually melted like a candle, but in the process of being refined, a spiritual phantom of the Hell Roarer constantly broke into his mind in an attempt to disturb his thoughts.

"This level of whispering... It's still too weak.

In this regard, Su Ziyu only smiled slightly, did not reason, and concentrated on refining.

Another day passed, the originally football-sized pituitary gland became only the size of a fingernail at this time, and in the flames, a dark red liquid and four-colored balls fused together, the two were entangled with each other, blended, and finally turned into a vortex shape, constantly circling, a foul smell of rot permeated, and Fangcai's medicinal fragrance had long disappeared.

Su Ziyu frowned, and after adapting to the rotten smell a little, he continued to close his eyes, adjust the temperature, and refine.

"Almost."

Let them react for a while, until the swirling strange liquid became milky white, Su Ziyu opened his eyes, his fingers flicked slightly, a glass bottle containing orange-yellow liquid emerged, his thumb broke off the cork, and all the spinal fluid of the demon hunter was poured into the vortex liquid, and a large amount of white gas suddenly burst out, and the sound of nourishment was endless.

"@¥%&..."

Suddenly, the low and hoarse demon voice drilled directly into Su Ziyu's brain, and he didn't need to think at all, and those large numbers of polluting voices naturally wanted to approach him.

After all, the demon hunter is stronger, and he is also an abyss monster, and the voice brought by him is several times stronger than that of the hell growler, which also makes Su Ziyu feel in a trance for a while, but after only blurring the scene in front of him for a second, he came back to his senses.

"Steady your mind... Awaken

the Primordial Being..." After Su Ziyu took a deep breath, his eyes turned into five stars, and the Primordial Demon God's phantom released a large amount of Primordial Aura to wrap it, and the pain of that spiritual level was slightly relieved.

Three and a half hours later, until the whispering in my ears weakened to nothing, the orange-yellow spinal fluid was finally refined, and only a light cyan liquid remained in the flames, purring and bubbling, and it also emitted an extremely fishy stench, that smell... It makes you want to spit it out on the spot.

"It's actually so smelly..." Su

Ziyu's brows locked into Sichuan characters, and the smell that came to his face made people want to give up.

After a little adaptation, Su Ziyu took out a small bottle and filled the light cyan liquid into it, and then shook it gently, and the magic potion of the sage-level ceremony was finally refined.

Even if you install a wooden stopper, you can't block the stench like.

"Whew..." Su

Ziyu gently exhaled a turbid breath, stood up, stretched his body, and sat for a long time, after this stretch, the bones immediately made a muffled crackling sound.

"Okay?"

Sensing the movement behind him, Jun Shang immediately turned around and looked at Su Ziyu in surprise.

"Okay."

Su Ziyu raised the glass bottle in his hand and said with an embarrassed smile, "Well, although it does stink..."

Then, Su Ziyu walked to the altar, and then his hands were sealed, spirituality burst out from his fingertips, and the loud shouts fell, and all the rituals of the altar immediately burst out with a strong light, and the blood that had stopped the action before boiled again like boiling water.

Looking at the huge keel inside the coffin of the stone pillar, blood and fascia began to wrap around those white bones, the huge eye sockets that were hollow and deep suddenly appeared two hellfires, the terrible cold and ice aura spread out, the edge of the stone pillar was already covered with frost, this keel, it seemed that after the ceremony was completed, it seemed to come to life.

However, Su Ziyu knew that this was just a 'reaction', and the ritual prepared by the demon hunter was not to bring the Profound Ice Bone Dragon to life, but to activate its last bloodline power.

"Lord, you help me protect the Dharma outside, I let the demon pets stay outside, if there is any problem, you have the right to command them!"

Retracting his gaze, Su Ziyu lightly snapped his fingers and summoned all the system monsters except for the Prison Blood Nine-Headed Dragon.

As soon as the words fell, Su Ziyu jumped into the keel that was undergoing some kind of abnormality in Jun Shang's concerned and surprised gaze.

He was ready to activate the Demon Dragon bloodline in his body while taking the potion and advancing to the Sage level!

It's crazy, but it's better than ever.

After all, during the period when he drank the potion and was promoted to the sage level, his body was in a vacuum period of promotion, and he needed energy very much, and after absorbing it wildly, he had a higher probability of awakening the demon dragon bloodline and reshaping his physical body!

Crazy moves often bring bigger gains as well.

Risk and return have always been directly proportional.

Su Ziyu admitted that he was a gambler.

On the road to gaining power, he never retreats!