Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

As soon as he cast his gaze over, a jet of pitch-black swords came towards him immediately. The terrifying force caused the space to shatter into pieces and crashed onto Director Hu. The spiritual energy raged, and the side condensed by the spirit of the storm The hurricane energy wall firmly blocked it.

Bishop Lan Ming took advantage of this opportunity to get away quickly.

Su Ziyu bent down, holding a statue of a goddess in his hand, glanced over, and said with a light smile:

"Third-order forbidden item in the sanctuary - Angel's Kiss.
It turns out that Priest Xian survived the last fatal blow by relying on this forbidden item."

"Boy, return the forbidden things."

Suddenly, there was an angry roar, Director Hu soared into the air, and the two pairs of cyan spiritual wings behind him slowly flapped, showing the strength of the peak mid-level saint.

Director Hu does have the capital to be proud.

"Old man, did you make a mistake?" Su Ziyu put the 'Angel's Kiss' into the sea of ​​chaos, and looked at Director Hu as if looking at a fool, "Forbidden things are things that have no owner. The strong can get them. If you want it, just come and grab it."

"Hehe. Since I left the Church of Knowledge, you are the first one who dares to talk to me like this." Director Hu chuckled without being angry. With a light wave of his arm, the storm spirit moved like lightning, carrying The surrounding wind and spiritual coercion, "It's almost time to end, the president has more important things waiting for me to do."

The spirit of the storm moves rapidly like a ball of lightning, and every time it moves a distance, it will leave afterimages containing majestic energy on the path along the way. If it accidentally moves, it will be triggered, and a powerful burst of power An immortal level will be seriously injured.

The black blade swung, as fast as a phantom, and blades flew out one after another, landed on the afterimage, and bombarded the Storm Spirit, exploding with terrifying force, shaking the space.

"Black Moon Destroyer Slash—New Moon Nine Waves!"

The Nine Dao Gang smashed out like waves one after another. Although the movement of the Storm Spirit was hindered, it was still closing the distance with Su Ziyu.

"Black Moon Destroyer Slash—Full Moon Soul Song!"

When the energy body formed like lightning was about to approach him, Su Ziyu raised his elbow slightly, with the blade facing down and the back facing outward.

At a certain moment, a flash of light flashed across his pupils, and the black blade in his hand danced continuously at an extremely fast speed. After the annoying singing voice dissipated, Director Hu was shocked to find that Su Ziyu had broken through the storm spirit's defense at some point and killed himself in front of him.

"This guy seems to have some strength."

Looking at the handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of him, Director Hu's face became gloomy, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the palm that had been shrunk in the sleeve robe swung out swiftly and domineeringly.

"Dongfeng Palm!"

With these two words falling, Director Hu's ordinary palm slap drove the surrounding air pressure, causing the space in that area to be compressed into an arc, producing bursts of terrifying sonic booms.

Surrounded by a gust of wind pressure that could cut the face, this palm fell without skill.

"Black Moon Destroyer Slash—Eclipse of the Moon!"

The moment Director Hu struck out this palm, the chaotic air behind Su Ziyu condensed into the phantom of the original demon god, and the black blade in his hand also turned blood red. After fully absorbing the power of the blood moon from the abyss, he swung it out heavily.

The blood-colored knife gang tore through the space, flew out like a meteor, and collided with the energy palm print formed by the wind pressure and spirituality. After a short moment, terrible energy escaped from the intersection of the two.

"boom!"

Time seemed to be suspended for a second. After a second, the extremely powerful energy gushed out and shrank, and the space completely collapsed.

Then, a fox tail swayed in mid-air, and the shadow of the rose jumped out of the space. The big and bulky brush drew a half circle, and then tapped the empty space, and the majestic and terrifying power of time surged. Out, Director Hu squeezed out a knot with both hands, but before he made another move, he suddenly paused and was hit by that blood-red knife!
"Pfft!"

A shrill scream sounded in the sky, Director Hu took a few steps back, and fell heavily on the ground like a kite with a broken string, stirring up a lot of dust and gravel.

At this scene, Bishop Lan Ming, who was stabilizing the disordered spirituality in his body, was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the phantom of the original demon god summoned by Su Ziyu, and couldn't help shivering, "That's the Burial Lord's power..."

"Good boy! You actually have a visualization map with a god level and the power of time. No wonder Xiao Xianzi will die in your hands!"

The violent spiritual coercion raged in mid-air, and Director Hu's figure soared into the sky again, causing fine cracks to appear in the surrounding space.

"Let's see, can you still take this move?!"

Director Hu yelled, and then a door-shaped phantom of energy appeared behind him, restless spiritual energy gushed out from the door crazily, and then gathered in mid-air.

He raised his arm and opened his palm, and the spiritual energy from the sky poured into his palm, slowly congealing into the shape of an eye, and faintly burst out humming and electric sounds.

"Eye of the Storm!"

After the stern shout fell, Director Hu's complexion also turned pale in an instant. It was obvious that it took a lot of energy to condense into this energy eye, which is hundreds of meters in size.

"Brother Su, let me help you!"

Seeing this, Bishop Lan Ming's face changed slightly, and regardless of the disordered spirituality in his body, he hurried to Su Ziyu's side.

"No need." Looking at the rioting thunder energy in the sky, Su Ziyu showed no fear at all. With a thought, a golden light lit up on his chest, and the vast dragon power came out through his body, with strange and twisted dragon patterns crawling all over his body.

"This..." Bishop Lan Ming, who was closest to Su Ziyu, was shocked again. He could clearly feel that Su Ziyu's aura was climbing to the mid-level saint level at a terrifying speed!Moreover, a faint dragon prestige comparable to that of the giant dragon clan permeated the air.

Even, Bishop Lan Ming felt that if a giant dragon stood here at this time, it would directly regard Su Ziyu as his own kind.

After feeling the full strength in his body, Su Ziyu raised his head to look at the eye of the storm, with a burning look in his eyes.

For some reason, Su Ziyu felt that the dragon pattern was becoming more and more dishonest, especially when he smelled such a strong power of thunder, he became more active, and even had an urge to absorb all the thunder...

"It is rumored that the power of thunder is the best method of satin body... The dragon family likes to strengthen the body... Maybe this is one of the reasons?"

This thought flashed in his mind, and Su Ziyu's foot stepped straight towards the eye of the storm like a sharp sword.

"Arrogant boy! If an ordinary saint class is bombarded, it will turn into a puddle of meat, and you dare to take the initiative to come here!"

Seeing this, Director Hu's face was gloomy, feeling that he was being provoked again, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted a mouthful of blood towards the eye of the storm.