Taoist fast crossing

Everyone followed the sound and found a tall young man standing in the corner.

The pale green pupil color is the unique and noble characteristic of the blood of the Andu royal family.The dark brown hair has an elegant curvature, the facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and the temperament is serious and indifferent.

Holding the love letter in his hand, he walked towards the high platform.

The surrounding ghosts unconsciously gave way to let him pass, but they didn't dare to look at him more.It seemed that there was some terrifying existence hidden under that outstanding surface, and that person didn't like their eyes.They didn't even dare to touch the sight. When the man passed by, all the ghosts felt that their souls were trembling.

Bloody smoke wafted from the love letter, forming an illusory body, which was actually the same as that young man in appearance.

The one who came out of the love letter should be Master Lance, so who is this person who manipulated Master Lance's body?

At least it is a strange and powerful existence.

This kind of ritual is most likely to attract the attention of some unknown gods who are inclined to evil.

"Master Lance..."

Perhaps Maria still had vision in this state, and she turned her head to the illusory figure like mist.

"This strange woman, I don't know you." Lance's faint soul floated in the light and would disappear at any moment.

"I can use my excellent memory to prove that none of the things you said happened." His tone was indifferent, arrogant and sarcastic, contemptuous of all the ghosts, and he looked at everyone as if he was looking at a pile of garbage.

"I only went to that remote and backward position out of respect for my profession, in case women with mental disorders were in danger."

"Sorry, my words are a little inaccurate. Your brain is no different from everyone else here. You can't use the word sober to describe it. Because you have no brains at all."

His pronunciation is pure, with aristocratic old-fashioned elegance, and his voice is gorgeous.Even if the content is not very friendly, it does not damage his outstanding temperament.

"A group of undead who have not escaped the low-level interests."

"Tsk tsk, what a dirty, backward, and imbecile party." His laughter also carried infinite contempt, which could easily arouse the anger of the targets.But all the ghosts in the outfield could feel it, and the creepy coercion locked the entire castle early.If you make a slight move, you may die again.They could only quietly listen to Mr. Lance's impassioned speech, maintaining the silence and patience that the audience should have.

"This isn't a party at all, and I apologize for the word. It's a swarm of rats whispering in a sewer, worse than a swarm of buzzing flies."

After the soul was taken in by the love letter, Lansfell could perceive objects and sounds within a certain range.He heard the story of Miss Maria very clearly, his endurance had reached its limit, and he didn't even have time to thank the existence in his body, he just wanted to vent the anger in his heart.Regardless of whether he is dead or alive today, he must finish what he wants to say.

"Oh, what's your name, Maria? I believe that if this name has a spirit, you must be dying of shame and anger."

"Ahhhh!" Maria began to tremble when Lancefield opened her mouth. At this time, she was very irritable and screamed loudly.

Si Qingyan frowned, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

The corners of Lansfell's lips curled up in contempt, and he sneered coldly, saying:

"Your imaginary love is so pitiful that it makes people laugh. One-sided delusions, ignorant plots, piled up into an unsightly pile of garbage, and even the clumsy stories fabricated by the most unsophisticated writers are better than your love. A thousand times."

"However, it also has an advantage, which is very suitable for the poor appreciation level of everyone in this room."

"Let's not discuss the low-level stupidity of the plot for the time being, and consider the reality directly. This female prisoner, you have violated Article 12, No.30, No.250, and Article [-] of the "Dark City Basic Law" and are suspected of deception, fraud, and murder. , slandering other people's reputation, fabricating false facts and other crimes, the evidence is solid enough to be sentenced to hanging." Lan Sifeier calmed down, and looked at the other two producers, his eyes were as sharp as blades,

"Of course, you are no better than her. Stupid enough to go hand in hand, so bad that you can't smell it, it hurts my ears to hear such cases. I can't bear to let my brain be tortured by this animal behavior anymore, so I don't want to worry about it. You condemn, and only pray to the great executor to execute you on the spot with the cruelest and most painful punishment."

"My esteemed sir, I offer you my deepest thanks. It is a very presumptuous thing for me to ask you, to punish evil."

Lancefield saluted his own body, humbly.

Let him leave the love letter and come out to express his opinions. The power attribute that bestows his mobility is gentle and broad, with a strange divinity, which is easily reminiscent of a god.

He believed that the gods appeared, and felt infinite glory in the body as a vessel for the gods to descend.

"as you wish."

The clear and deep voice sounded again.

This one is very recognizable when he speaks, and it also deeply resonates in everyone's heart.

Naturally, there will be a recognition that he is noble, powerful, and mysterious, and he comes from an unknown distance.

Maybe it should be him?

"However, I want to know if there is a ritual to summon evil gods?" Si Qingyan was very interested in this.

Since the evil god can be summoned, will he be summoned by some ritual one day?

"Mr. Duke, demonstrate again."

Si Qingyan raised his hand, and the Duke of Downs on the second floor fell to the ground, making a dent in the solid floor.

Duke Downs suddenly turned into a bat all over the sky, trying to escape.However, he was intercepted by the sudden blood-colored fire net, and most of the bats were quickly burned away. Duke Downs returned to his appearance as a gentleman in a tuxedo, but his whole body was shriveled more than a circle, and the bow tie on his neck had long since fallen to the ground, revealing a hideous look. The fracture, and the fine and complicated sutures.

Lan Sifeier did not comment.

He looks so confident.Since this person is not afraid of evil gods, as a vassal, he doesn't need to be afraid.

"Don't challenge my patience." The silver throne naturally appeared behind Si Qingyan, he sat on it lazily, raised his hand and said:

"Please start your show."

The Duke was offended, however, he had nothing to do, instead he showed a flattering smile.

Start preparing the things needed for the summoning ceremony.

Duke Downs was very disturbed.

Maybe he needs some servants?Maybe I still have use value.

If it is a deity on the lawful side, then he will definitely be executed.

The Duke of Downs could only pray. It would be great if the evil god responded to the ceremony and could be summoned to solve this unknown existence.

He is willing to sacrifice the ghosts in the entire castle to the evil god.

The Duke of Downs has dutifully prepared everything needed for the call.

For example, coagulated blood, silverware for rituals, powder ground from certain plants, and deformed limbs of animals.

Duke Downs arranged everything, drew the magic circle, and took a sneak peek at the young man sitting on the silver throne, his two eyeballs exploded instantly.After growing a new pair of eyeballs, the Duke of Downs has lost weight again.

The other guests were silent, not daring to make any noise, for fear of attracting Si Qingyan's attention.

Duke Downes began to chant the incantation.

It was an obscure, archaic, confused, twisted language.Mixed with the sharp neighing of animals, and indescribable terror.It's hard to imagine what part to use to pronounce it correctly.

Some very weak ghosts have already knelt down on the ground.

Everyone heard the scratching of something sharp on a hard surface, as if some beast were scratching glass with its nails.The voice rang directly from the bottom of my heart and could not be blocked.

Si Qingyan could understand what Duke Downs was reading, so she was not very friendly.

"The great god who exists in the gray mist of the unknown, the ancient god who sleeps in the shrine, the lord of endless destruction, the lord of distortion and chaos... Please allow your loyal servants to pray to you... The existence of ignorance offends Your god name, and challenge you beyond self-control..."

"I use countless undead as your dessert, I pray that you will show up...to punish...the sinners who blasphemed you..."

After Duke Downs finished chanting the spell with difficulty, strange black mucus appeared all over his body, and his limbs turned into thick tentacles.

He couldn't stand up straight anymore, lying on the ground like a twisted octopus.He was also unable to speak, and could only growl like a beast, provoking Si Qingyan with malicious eyes.

Inexplicable whispers sounded in the air, as well as some unexplained noisy laughter, or the sound of some kind of viscous liquid surging.

Si Qingyan only looked at Duke Downs from a distance, and had no desire to study.

One can tell at a glance that the Duke of Downs was polluted because he couldn't bear the opponent's power because he summoned the unknown existence of the high-latitude plane.

Or rather, erosion.

This erosion is irreversible.

No matter how it starts, it will end up as an unknown monster.

Unless one can overcome that unknown existence, one cannot escape the fate of being polluted.

A decaying and rotten wind blows in, and some weak undead are directly dissipated in this weird wind.

Lan Sifeier was protected by the pure white halo, safe and sound.

Maria wanted to go in and hide, but as soon as she touched the soft light outside the aperture, her arms were burned to death.Still unable to make a sound, she hid among the hordes of undead.

The whispers got closer and closer, and above the castle, a huge gray vortex finally appeared.

A pair of huge eyes appeared behind the vortex, directly penetrated the building, and looked at the trembling undead inside, feeling a little bored.

not enough to eat.

But it’s all here, and it’s a shame not to eat two bites.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to overlook something, but he couldn't see it anyway.

Isn't it just a group of low-level undead?

It finally stretched out its tentacles, from the vortex, to the castle.

The Duke of Downs who was wriggling on the ground let out a wild and triumphant laugh, which was so creepy that no undead around dared to pass by.The black liquid gushing from him had corroded deep holes in the floor.

Si Qingyan raised her head suddenly, stretched out her hand and held it in the air.

The god who was summoned suddenly felt a huge force enveloping his body, causing him to fall into the whirlpool uncontrollably.

Oops!It's a trap!

damn it!

Which deity from the lawful camp is plotting against him again!

He instantly abandoned part of his body, closed the space channel, and fled.

The vortex above the castle disappeared in an instant, and the huge limbs that appeared out of thin air crashed down, smashing the castle to pieces.

Seeing this, the undead fled in all directions, but were soon trapped by the light mask, unable to escape.

The Duke of Downs, who did not receive the gift of the gods, was about to lose his mind, and fell into chaos forever, finally heard the unknown being on the throne sigh:

"What a big octopus."