Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

"Lord, are you afraid?!"

Heisha asked with a look of horror.

"To shut up!"

The Great Dark Buddha roared, and the rotten flesh on his chest squirmed, swallowing that face again.

"You know what a fart! That guy... is not an ordinary god..."

The Great Dark Buddha has lived in the tomb of God for many years, and he has naturally fought against the rest of the sleeping Cannian, and he naturally understands how powerful the three-eyed statue in front of him is.

At that time, the Chinese gods were isolated because of their bloodlines, and they were ignored in the tomb of the gods, and they were regarded as rats crossing the street. After Erlang God started killing them, everyone re-examined them.

Erlang God's cold eyes swept across the dark Buddha, but the brief contact of his eyes made the latter tremble all over, not daring to move.

"Don't...don't kill me..."

The Great Dark Buddha spoke tremblingly, and stammered, "I'm still useful... We have a common goal... I don't want the square octahedron anymore, you can take it!"

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the face on his chest, and a violent suction appeared, and Heisha's skin and various cells were sucked clean.

He stretched out his hand and threw the square octahedron out. Seeing this, Su Ziyu quickly summoned the curtain dark beast to take it in, and then melted back into the shadow again.

Regarding this, Erlang Shen just glanced at Su Ziyu and didn't say anything.

"Big... my lord... can I go..."

The Dark Buddha asked tentatively.

"Walk?"

Erlang Shen nodded thoughtfully, "Of course."

"Thanks...thank you, sir!"

Bowing fiercely in the direction of Erlang God, the Great Dark Buddha turned into a black light and was about to flash away.

And just as its black light was flickering, a sword light containing the Dao came whistling, and there was a pop sound, black blood splashed, and the dark Buddha was chopped off in the middle.

His body turned into energy particles and dissipated little by little.

Erlang Shen withdrew the three-pointed and two-edged sword, his eyes wandered, and fell on Su Ziyu.

"You are Su Ziyu, right?"

Erlang God's buzzing words rang in Su Ziyu's ears.

"you know me?"

Su Ziyu looked at him and felt that everything was like a dream.

God Erlang, the pillar-like existence among the Chinese gods, actually stood in front of him at this time...

"I can see your past."

While speaking, the vertical pupils in front of Erlangshen's forehead lit up white, and said calmly.

That eye...can see through the past and the future...

"Hehehe...I even forgot that there are still such gods in China..."

The king in yellow sighed in Su Ziyu's heart.

"Unexpectedly, there are still Huaxia clansmen who can come here..."

At this moment, a childlike voice suddenly sounded. Looking from a distance, Nezha, wearing a battle armor and three heads and six arms, stepped on a hot wheel, roaring like a rainbow.

"Not much nonsense, since the tribe is here, the day when we get out of trouble is just around the corner!"

An old man with white hair, wearing a gossip robe and holding a dust whisk in his hand flashed out.

"I have seen the old man."

Both Erlang God and Nezha bowed down to salute.

"Boy, go further inside, but there's a not-so-simple guy hiding... Your purpose is also for the dreamland?"

The white-haired old man asked indifferently.

Hearing Erlang God and Nezha calling the old gentleman's name, Su Ziyu also had some guesses about the latter's identity in his heart, suppressing the shock in his heart, he cupped his hands and replied, "Exactly."

"Then... you may be able to use this residual image."

Laojun smiled lightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, there was wind pressure whistling past, rolling up a fragment of the picture and flying towards Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu took over and looked at it, and his face suddenly became happy.

That remnant map is nothing but the last map that makes up the dreamland map...

He only felt that all this was a bit dramatic, but he didn't expect that the last fragment of the picture he was looking for was actually in the hands of the Chinese gods.

After thanking Laojun, Su Ziyu took this residual picture back into the sea of ​​chaos.

"There seems to be something unclean in your body..."

The old gentleman stroked his gray beard, and said lightly, "Do you need me to take action to suppress him?"

Hearing this, Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows, and when he was puzzled, he felt the restless emotions of the king in yellow.

The old man actually noticed that the aura of the king in yellow was fluctuating?

Su Ziyu was startled, and quickly cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"Thank you Laojun for your kindness, but the uncleanness in the boy's body gets along well with me. It can even be said that I can enter the tomb of the gods, and he is also a part of the credit."

Seeing that Su Ziyu praised the other party so much, Laojun's eyes flashed strangely, and he waved his hand and said:

"Since that's the case, it's inconvenient for the old man to meddle in his own business."

"Come here, both of you, and help my descendant, Huaxia, break through the King of Angels!"

As soon as Laojun finished speaking, Erlangshen and Nezha rushed over.

"This…"

Su Ziyu was puzzled by the sudden battle, and couldn't help asking, "Old Lord, why is this?"

"The Realm of Fantasy has all the secrets about history. You are the person who is the closest to God in China for hundreds of years... We have no choice. You must go to the Realm of Dream and solve the conspiracy of the Mother Tree of Desire... before the predicted doomsday comes. , grow to the old day level as soon as possible... protect Blue Star!"

"His conspiracy?"

A look of curiosity flashed across Su Ziyu's eyes, and he couldn't help asking, "What exactly does he want to do?"

"He will not spend so much effort to build this god's tomb..." Laojun stroked his beard, exchanged glances with Erlang God, nodded and said, "Alright, let me take you to see it myself."

Su Ziyu followed Laojun out of this ruined space, and wandered in this cemetery of gods.

Shu Zhinai on the side cautiously followed behind, not daring to speak, which aroused the curiosity of the playful Nezha.

After walking in the tomb of the god for about half an hour, the group came to an open area and a dragon-shaped mountain range that spread to infinity in front of them.

In the mountain range, several terrifying auras surged out, turning into images of gods and floating in the air.

Su Ziyu looked up and found many Chinese gods inside.

There's the Giant Spirit God, the Canopy Marshal, and even that grandson monkey.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of lineup will be sealed in the tomb of God...

"See... Most of my Chinese gods are trapped in this mountain range... And this mountain range will absorb the original power of the corpses, and when the original power dissipates, they will really die..."

"My Chinese gods are definitely not weak, but I spent too much original power to protect the human fire, and the power of the group of outer gods surpassed us by many levels... This led to the failure in that battle of gods..."

Listening to Laojun's words, Su Ziyu was silent.

The battle of gods in the third era is too complicated, and there are actually Chinese gods in the participating parties...

"Old gentleman, is this human boy the son of the prophecy you mentioned?"

Sun Wukong rolled over and got down, looking left and right, very curious.

"Exactly."

Laojun stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"My little boy, Su Ziyu, has met the Great Sage."

Su Ziyu cupped his hands.

"Hey...it's not in the way, it's not in the way." Sun Wukong waved his hand and said with a smile, "In this way, can our plan start?"

"of course."

Laojun laughed.

Turning to look at Su Ziyu, he said seriously:

"Ziyu, are you mentally prepared?"

In the dark, Su Ziyu also had a premonition of what was about to happen, and nodded heavily without hesitation.

"Then... Heavenly Dao Inheritance...begin!"

As Laojun's old and powerful voice fell, the space in this area suddenly expanded and contracted, and then turned into a film-like existence, enveloping Su Ziyu from all sides.