Me, Creator of Evil Gods!

Or is there danger in the underground?

While Gu Panqiu was thinking, the nine beards of the Thousand Faces Soul Tree continued to squirm underground, and soon occupied the entire field of rose flowers.

"Flower... cleaning..."

The Thousand Faced Soul Tree continued to speak, and then slowly raised the roots.

Rumble!

Nine tree roots 30 to 40 meters long rose up from the ground like an earth dragon, shook off countless dust, tore off together with countless rose flowers, and brought them into the sky.

Then this scene made Gu Panqiu's mouth wide open, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"There is indeed a problem!"

On the nine roots of the Thousand Faces Soul Tree, there are countless rose flower stems, and there are still a lot of dust, earthworms and other small insects stuck to them.

But that's not all. The roots of many roses are not simple roots, but corpses of women.

The clothes of those corpses had been ruined due to insect bites, corrosion, rain, etc. when they were buried deep in the ground. There were only some cloth strips, and their original identities could not be recognized at all.

The flesh and blood on their bodies had rotted long ago, and even left only white bones, but the only thing in common was that their masks had been more or less damaged, and even the skulls of some corpses had been deformed.

When Lu Yu saw the introduction of the system, he was still wondering why the skinned maid turned into a monster of resentment so easily, but her own resentment didn't seem to be as strong as this.

But when he came to the villa in person, he understood, because it was not a flower field at all, but a mass grave.

And these corpses, perhaps very likely, were the same as the skinned maid back then, because they were jealous of their appearance, so they were all disfigured and buried in them, causing a lot of resentment to gather.

And the reason why these roses are still blooming brightly after a long time is not because people often fertilize them, but because on this terrifying mass grave, they have long since transformed into magic flowers that feed on resentment.

So Lu Yu let the thousand-faced soul tree loosen the soil, and sure enough, a bunch of big gift bags came out, all of which were fresh materials.

"Uh uh uh……"

Suddenly, the corpses hanging on the roots started to move, the sunken eye sockets glowed red, the limbs began to struggle, and the rose flower connecting the body began to expand, as if to become a rose monster like a skinned maid.

They twisted their corpses in the air, and the rose flowers on their bodies expanded, like a feast of monsters, they rushed towards Lu Yu.

"Do you want to dismount?"

Lu Yu smiled contemptuously, and he had already determined in his heart that the manor could not attack him directly, and had to follow certain rules to attack.

However, these monsters are troublesome to others, but to Lu Yu, they are treasure chests walking one by one!

Snapped!

Lu Yu snapped his fingers lightly, forcefully suppressing all the rose demons, and then the system's light flickered, and all the rose demons were disintegrated, turning into flying ash and falling from the sky.

And in his material library, there are more than a dozen two-star materials.

The manor is indeed a treasure land for spawning monsters!

Lu Yu sighed in his heart, and the thousand-faced soul tree also began to grow, quickly raising the trunk of the tree, and spreading its branches towards the surroundings.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant tree more than ten meters high. Although there were no leaves, distorted human faces appeared one after another on the bare trunk.

These human faces seemed to be struggling to escape from the Thousand Faces Soul Tree, but they were in extreme pain, bringing a terrifying deterrent, enough to make anyone who saw it terrified.

Lu Yu didn't feel much about it. Just when he was about to step into this villa, the world in front of him began to change.

A dense mist enveloped them, and the world turned into a deep blue at this moment, and pale hands stretched out from the ground, like the soul path of the underworld.

At this time, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Turn back..."

"do not go……"

"Let's go back……"

"leave here……"

"Unable to carry..."

The voices were mixed together and slightly noisy, like a call from the void, spreading towards Lu Yu with an indescribable resentment...

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Chapter 208

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 fear.

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

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

Lu Yu frowned, he had the thousand-handed demon god visualization plan 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 generated 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 he was the only one who entered.

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

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

Spiritual Lamp!

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

Back then, relying on the power of the spiritual lamp, even if the spirit 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 what strength they are often born with is still 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 spirit 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 painful wailing behind him still echoed, each one was trying to persuade Lu Yu to leave this silent manor.

Lu Yu confirmed that this was not the time to induce people to turn around and curse, and slowly turned around, and saw a dark mist, and the voice came out of the mist.

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

"My body is about to swell..."

"A scam, everything is a scam..."

"Why are you still alive..."

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

Among them, the black mist began to roll, revealing faces one after another, old and young, men and women, and even Lu Yu's greedy and disgusting relatives were confined in it together.

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

"Is this a world transformed by resentment?"

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

He looked at the black mist that was still whispering madly, 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 to Lu Yu:

"let's go……"

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

They didn't seem to have complete spiritual intelligence, they just kept letting Lu Yu leave.

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 Faced 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.

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The black mist slowly distorted and turned into a huge blurry figure, but the screaming 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 up, 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 the large amount of crazy emotions pouring in.

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

These people seem to be incarnated by the spirits of the formerly dead heirs, 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 took a step, the emotion of terror spread from my heart.

It comes from the fear of the unknown, and 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 upright on the Tai Chi map, thousands of arms danced chaotic airflow, and countless suppressive forces fell down!

It suppresses all external abnormal forces, and resists the erosion of this information.

The distance between the two is not far, Lu Yu only took a few steps to reach the black mist, but the spiritual power on his body was also consumed a lot.

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

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

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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Chapter 209

These profane whispers were recited quickly according to a certain rhythm, and overlapped together, in a sense it really looked like a crazy rap.

It seems that some evil spells and some special summoning rituals require special language and gray syllables to be chanted, and each syllable needs to be recited at a fixed time, and mistakes will be made if mistakes are made for a period of time.

In other words, many priests, ritual monks, etc. of evil festivals are all rap artists?

Lu Yu complained a little in his heart, but his mobile phone only recorded for three or four seconds, and the fuselage flickered quickly, and even the screen flickered black.