Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

The

blue-robed old man was the Cangming main sacrifice, one of the three main priests of the God of War Church.

"If Fire and Fire lose, won't no one in our God of War Church be able to enter this time?"

As soon as the old man's words fell, a long-haired young man in a yellow robe standing behind the two suddenly spoke.

"How? Did you eat the other spot we reported? The

Qingyu Lord Priest's eyes shone coldly, and he said lightly.

"You mean the people trapped in the Blue Purgatory Formation?" The yellow-robed young man did not hide the disdain on his face in the slightest, and teased, "Whether that guy is still alive or not is a matter of two words..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the temperature around his body suddenly decreased, and there was a long sword across his neck between his heads.

The sword is three feet long, slender and soft, and at the end of the walnut hilt is the cold and murderous face of the Lord of Qingyu.

"Where do you have to talk here? If it weren't for your master here, I would have taken your tongue that opened indiscriminately!" The

Qingyu Lord said coldly.

The yellow-robed young man looked aggrieved, and his red face was about to open his mouth to argue, but the blue-robed old man suddenly shouted:

"Little Cui, Hugh is rude!"

Drinking, the young man surnamed Cui had no choice but to stop the fire, quietly retreated two steps, avoided the sharp edge of the quiet long sword, and stood honestly behind the blue-robed old man, no longer speaking.

"Then let's see if that Su Ziyu's descendant can be present, right?"

The blue-robed old man twisted his beard and smiled, his comfortable expression concealed a hint of a smile of watching a show, and said with a smile, "Qingyu is also the main priest of my God of War Church, and what he did must also be for the sake of the church... There must be no surprises, right? Otherwise... It's not good to explain to the headquarters..." For

the sneer in the words of the Cangming Lord Priest, Qingyu just snorted coldly, withdrew his long sword, and looked into the field.

In the inner hall of the church, the Cangming Lord Priest has always been unable to deal with her, and his disciple Cui Ming has some love for the forest fire, but because he has been rejected many times, Su Ziyu, who is worried about the forest fire, is naturally more disgusted with Su Ziyu.

In addition, the quota of this selection competition should be reserved for Cui Ming, but because the Qingyu Lord Priest holds a place all year round, it is specially reserved for Su Ziyu, which deepens the contradiction between the two sides.

Therefore, seeing that the forest fire has signs of defeat, the master and apprentice will taunt the Qingyu main sacrifice like this.

The Cangming Lord Priest and Cui Ming also put away their sneers and looked at the battle in the field.

Inside the arena.

The ground made of special metal was cracked one after another, and above the earth, a tall dryad was standing, the branches stretched out like arms, Yun Ao stood on the canopy of the tree, his hands crossed at his waist, looking at the forest fire condescendingly.

"Bang bang!"

The dryad swung its branches, stretched its branches, and attacked the forest fire like a giant python, and between the electric flints, a series of spiritual fluctuations burst out, shaking the space, and some of them even rebounded to the guardrails of the arena, causing large cracks in the barriers formed by those guardrails.

"Hmm... Poof..." Lin

Huo forcefully pushed off the attack of a vine, and when she was about to jump high on her tiptoes to launch a pursuit, suddenly a sense of powerlessness surged in her body, and she fell from mid-air again, falling heavily on the ground, and the Yan Demon Giant Sword was thrown aside.

"Damn

..." she covered her chest, her face turned dark purple from the venom attacking the heart, "The poison has penetrated the heart..."

Fire, stop struggling, if you don't admit defeat, your life will not be saved. Yun

Ao, who was standing above the canopy of the tree, sneered, and his palm fell fiercely like a knife.

The dryad let out a strange cry, and a rotten vine wrapped in whistling wind and spatial rifts slammed into it.

The vine in front of her was about to shoot herself, and Lin Huo wanted to mobilize her spirituality to open the visualization map to be embodied, but the venom attacked the heart, the meridians were blocked, and the spiritual circulation was not smooth, which also made her face change slightly, and vomited a lot of blood.

In desperation, as long as Lin Huo Huo used all his strength to touch the Yan Demon Giant Sword that fell not far away, what he could easily do on weekdays was also extremely difficult at this time.

The rotting vines swept across the earth, and the curled rancid wind pressure tore the ground, about to slam into the forest fire.

In desperation, Forest Fire closed his eyes.

On the stands, several spiritual fluctuations became extremely strong, Jun Shang's palm flipped, a pitch-black dagger slipped down his palm, the Qingyu Lord Priest's eyes were slightly cold, and the palm hidden in the sleeve robe was also slowly moving, Huo Ling'er faintly had colorful flames in Zhiyun's anxious gaze, and the space was burned and distorted.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a dragon roar mixed with spiritual fluctuations resounded through the heavens and earth, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The rain, at this moment, became heavier.

In the gusting rain curtain, a giant demon dragon figure swooped out from the clouds and rushed towards the arena below.

This arena is actually just a space system technique and a concealment system technique.

And the demon dragon slammed into the energy wall, and the terrifying brute force caused the energy wall to collapse instantly, and there were also two superimposed techniques that were also destroyed, so it broke into this place directly from the rotten building.

"Roar!"

As soon as the demon dragon entered, it immediately roared up to the sky, and terrible sound waves rolled in all directions, and many weak people in the stands only felt that their chests were stuffy and their strands trembled.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the thin and tall figure on the back of the dragon.

He was dressed in a black robe, and his hood covered his handsome but immature face, and the wind blew through, causing the black robe to bulge high and be blown hunting.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know..."

"Such a powerful magic dragon... You can feel the dragon power from so far away... The strength of this demon dragon must not be low! "

Sage-level Demon Dragon... Of course it's not low!

"What?! Control a sage-level demon dragon as a demon pet?

"Who... Such a big hand

..." "It won't be..." Just

as everyone in the stands was guessing, the eyes of all the women in the Junshang were already rolling with tears, and they didn't know what to say.

"Brother Xiao Yu is back!"

"It's uncle!"

"Ziyu..."

"

It's Su Ziyu!"

"How is it possible, isn't he trapped in the Blue Purgatory Formation?!"

"Could it be that breaking through the seal ran out?! This is outrageous! That's the highest specification sealing array! Moreover, the Crimson God is still sealed, if he breaks through the seal, what will happen to the Crimson God

..." "He really did it..."

Jun Shang looked at the figure above the sky, tears flashed in his beautiful eyes, and Gu Pansheng.

"Good boy, it's finally here."

The fist that had been clenched in the sleeve robe of the Qingyu Lord Priest suddenly loosened, and his gaze towards Su Ziyu was extremely soft.

But it is also a few joys and a few sorrows.

The main priest of Cangming and Cui Ming's faces became extremely ugly.

Especially Cui Ming, staring at Su Ziyu with bad intentions.

"Huh? He is Su Ziyu?

At this time, on the other side of the stand belonging to the Church of Nature, a girl dressed in a long green dress and tied with a pigtail, who looked like seventeen or eighteen-year-old was looking at Su Ziyu on the back of the dragon with curious eyes.

"Hee-hee, the breath is long, and the convergence is very in place... Grandpa Purple Mountain, did he really escape from the Blue Purgatory Array? Standing

next to this pigtailed girl was none other than the old man of Purple Mountain, the god generation of the Natural Church.

"You can't go wrong... This little guy is truly amazing. The

old man of Zishan looked at Su Ziyu with his old eyes narrowed slightly.

"Gee... That's awesome... Can escape from that big array..."

the little girl in the green dress flicked her horn braid, her small mouth opened slightly, and said in an exaggerated tone.

"Little Childish is not bad..." the

old man of Zishan rubbed the little girl's head fondly, revealing a kind smile, "You are the most special Oh... After all, you have been noticed by God..." Hearing

this, Shu Zhinai's big eyes flashed a green glow, and his eyes widened.