Infinite Flow Evil God, he is working again

Facing the sudden attack, Su Li didn't move, and didn't even lower his eyes to see the path of the fiercely attacking blade.

The long sword smoothly slashed towards Su Li's fair and slender neck, and the sharp blade chopped off a strand of long black hair, which was swept up by the wind of the blade and fell lightly to the ground.

Behind the hound, the monster's forelimbs were closing together, about to hit his thin waist - but at this moment, the hound suddenly turned around, and the blade touched Su Li's throat, drawing a half-circle outline.

White light flashed.

Pata——The monster's two thick forelimbs were neatly severed and fell heavily on the floor.

The monster lost its arm, and its huge upper body crashed to the ground, setting off a cloud of smoke and dust.

Su Li still stood where he was, unscathed, except for the severed wig. He raised his eyes to look forward, and the corners of his lips curled up.

The Hound chose not to attack him.

Because of the slamming just now, the hound turned around, facing Su Li with its back, the long sword in its hand was hanging down, and the snow-white sword was stained with a few stains of black blood, dripping down the tip of the sword.

In front, the monster crawled on the ground, the skeleton made of black ghostly spirit pulled the pale corpse shell, like sliding blue and white bugs, and slowly intertwined new forelimbs.

Its two forelimbs that were severed were scattered in two places, just like the growing monster, the corpses on the limbs were rapidly melting and moving, with the forelimbs as the main body, new limbs grew, and it turned into two limbs in an instant. little monster.

Laojun watched all this proudly, and the gentleman's scepter stomped on the ground again.

The three monsters moved at the same time, surrounding and attacking Su Li and the hound.

Xiao Dao rushed out first, pounced on the two little monsters in an instant, and the hound raised his sword and cut the big monster into several pieces brutally.

But no matter how many cuts the hound made, the fallen monster corpses would quickly transform into new little monsters, and soon a group of little monsters were raised in disguise, rushing towards Su Li and the hound one after another.

The size and attack power of these little monsters are not strong, but they are very difficult to deal with, and the smaller they are, the more annoying they are like mosquitoes.

Su Li leaned his back against the wall, he didn't make a move the whole time, and only asked Xiao Dao to clean up the approaching monsters.

The floor was full of little monsters crawling around. The scattered monsters finally found the members of the Supernatural Bureau and Lu Yan in the corner, and jumped towards them excitedly.

These things are much more difficult to deal with than puppet corpses, and they are almost impossible to guard against. The unconscious Cheng Song was almost dragged away if the two members of the Supernatural Bureau were not paying attention.

Gaps gradually appeared in Xiaodao's defense, and a little monster was missing, crawling along the wall towards Su Li.

Su Li stretched out his hand to hold it down. This time, before he could draw out the ghostly aura from the little monster's body, that eerie power spontaneously penetrated into Su Li's body and became a part of his power.

And the little monster that lost its ghostly aura directly turned into a pool of rotten corpse fragments and fell to the floor.

There was a sudden silence all around.

The little monsters who were madly attacking the living stopped their movements, and turned their headless bodies towards Su Li. The bluish-white corpses that made up the monster's body squirmed, and the facial features that were pulled into a thread couldn't help trembling.

Lu Yan and the others couldn't help looking at the cat-faced man in surprise.

This kind of monster is obviously impossible to kill, but this person killed it easily once he made a move?

Su Li stroked the fingertips that had touched the little monster, and suddenly laughed.

On the other side of the lobby, the hound who was forced to leave Su Li by the monster also looked over.

He didn't pay attention to the little monsters and corpses that reacted strangely, but stared at Su Li with bare eyes, and lightly swung his long sword with great interest.

He was different from others, he could see the connection between that person and the monster that was suddenly established, all the ghost energy in the monster's body, like a black mist that was attracted, drifted neatly towards Su Li, and then quickly became Su Li. part of the power.

**

The power in Su Li's body was throbbing and expanding, like a sponge slowly absorbing water.

He stretched out his hand to call Xiaodao, who turned around and brought his head to Su Li's hand, Su Li touched it seemingly casually.

When he did this action, the eyes of the old man who was watching from a distance flashed, and his smile became brighter and weirder. He raised the gentleman's scepter and stomped the ground heavily. The quiet monsters responded restlessly and began to attack them as if they were crazy. of all living beings.

"Go and help." Su Li glanced at the densely packed monsters in the lobby, and gave an order to Xiaodao, "Protect those three humans."

Xiaodao pointed his feet on the ground, turned around and rushed towards the nearest member of the Ghost Bureau.

Without the small back to stop them, all the little monsters rushed towards Su Li in a swarm, layer upon layer, like a howling black tide, crawling towards Su Li's trousers, staining him.

With a wave of the black knife, Su Li chopped off a piece of little monster. The little monster he cut off did not regenerate, and fell to the ground as a rotten corpse.

Some little monsters jumped up directly, dodged the black knife, and flew towards Su Li. At this time, Su Li had to reach out his hand, he didn't need to slap or pinch, he just touched it, and the monster that rushed over disappeared instantly. The ghost force turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

More and more monster ghost energy transformed into Su Li's power. A ghost mist even appeared around his body, wrapping around his slender figure. He seemed to be walking through the black mist. His long straight black hair With his movements, he raised his hair tail.

When the black sword was swung, the red silk on the mask moved accordingly.

Su Li shoveled all the way, and walked towards Laojun unhurriedly.

Laojun stared at Su Li, tightened his fingers holding the gentleman's scepter, he was excited.

"The speed at which your strength becomes stronger is faster than I expected..." Laojun opened his mouth, and every time he said a word, the corners of his lips rose a little, the whole mouth opened infinitely, and the smile was so bright that it was about to tear the corners of his lips. .

"Do you feel like you are back in the game now, and you are still the invincible devil who controls all players and ghosts?"

Su Li swung the black knife for the last time, killing the few little monsters left around. The strength in his body was already full to the peak, and even Su Li could condense the ghost energy into a solid body and release it by moving his fingertips at will.

The lobby suddenly became clear, and the monsters surrounding Lu Yan and the others, including the big monster on the hound side, all started to retreat, huddled in the corner, and "looked" at Su Li and Laojun uneasily.

Their reaction seemed to imply that something terrible was about to happen.

Su Li didn't respond to Lao Jun's words, he raised his arm and summoned Xiao Dao.

Laojun snorted disdainfully, and mocked: "Don't ask your pet to help you transfer power, it's useless. Do you think the illusion I made up for you is power?"

Su Li stopped his movements and looked at Laojun. He didn't make a sound, but this movement seemed to be asking—isn't it?

"Of course not." Laojun laughed triumphantly, "You are so stupid and ridiculous, how could I fall twice in the same place?"

He had already fought the Demon King once, and he knew that this guy had no desires in his heart, and he would never fall into an illusion. Not only that, this person was also extremely smart, once Laojun wanted to weave illusions for him, he would be able to detect it immediately.

"This time, I didn't arrange an illusion for you at all." Laojun leaned on a gentleman's cane, pacing arrogantly, "I just gave you a little hint, making you think that you have fallen into the illusion of power and desire, but I didn't expect you Sure enough, I was fooled, and even got a pet to divert my power, trying to blind my eyes."

Laojun snorted: "It's so stupid that I want to laugh."

Su Li turned his head and glanced at Laojun through the mask. He still called Xiaodao, stroked its head, and spit out strange words through Xiaodao's vocal cords.

"So, at this moment, the power in my body is real?"

Laojun's eyes flickered, he stared at Su Li, his smile was disgustingly arrogant: "It's true or it's not...you guess."

Su Li laughed, and he raised the black knife formed by the condensed ghost energy, looking at the black and sharp blade, as if he was very patient.

"I don't want to guess, it's true or not, you'll know if you try it."

After the words fell, the black knife directly slashed at Laojun.

Laojun retreated hurriedly, flusteredly waved his hands in a retracting motion, and a suction force suddenly appeared in the entire lobby.

Su Li's movement of swinging the knife suddenly stopped.

In the middle of the lobby, in the mass of ghostly air enveloping countless souls, there were bursts of miserable and painful roars.

The ghost air mass is shrinking rapidly, squeezing the souls of the living people inside, and hideous human faces emerge from the ghost air balls, each face is in extreme pain, with its mouth growing wide, and it emits a heart-piercing scream. Call.

Wisps of ghost energy and whitish soul breath were squeezed out and then inhaled by Laojun.

Not only the people in the ghost air group, but Lu Yan and the others below, including the hound, felt the suction force, as if a huge magnet was hanging above everyone's heads, sucking their strength and vitality compulsively.

Pain appeared even on Xiao's sluggish face. Daoes of ghostly energy spread out from its body uncontrollably, and its size shrank rapidly, but in an instant, it was only half of its original size.

Su Li looked at the black sword in his hand. The sword condensed with ghost energy was rapidly dissolving, turning into flying ghost energy, and then being swallowed into the body by Laojun.

Laojun is absorbing all the ghost energy in the clubhouse and the souls and lives of the survivors. Everyone is aware of this, but everyone's body is rapidly weakening. Two employees of the Supernatural Bureau with ordinary physiques directly fell to the ground. .

Wisps of white anger quickly overflowed from their bodies, their faces turned pale, and their cheeks were also rapidly sunken.

Before long, they will be sucked into mummies.

They can't stop the process, and they can't resist the suction.

Lu Yan clenched his metal right hand tightly, and found that he couldn't even call the ghost pattern, his body weakened rapidly, his knees softened, and he half-knelt down unbearably.

Laojun absorbed a lot of power in an instant, and ghost energy filled his body. He felt that he could easily crush anyone present with a wave of his hand.

He stretched out his arms, raised his chin arrogantly, and said like a control god: "As I said, this is my world, and I am the master!"

He raised his eyes and looked at Su Li with a look of extreme disdain.

"I want you to live, so you can live. I want you to die." Laojun spread his fingers, as if choking Su Li's throat from the air, "You have to die for me!"

Laojun's fingers closed tightly, and he grasped from the air. A large amount of thick and tyrannical ghost energy, as well as wisps of white life force, were pulled out of Su Li's body and swallowed by Laojun.

Laojun's strength grew rapidly, and even his current body became taller and stronger rapidly.

On the contrary, it was Su Li's rapidly weakened body. He seemed to be unable to stand still, and fell to the ground shaking, but before Su Li could shake a few times, a warm body suddenly approached behind him.

The next second, he wrapped a powerful arm around his waist, and that arm retracted slightly, and while pulling Su Li into his arms, he led him back quickly, widening the distance from Laojun.

"Hmph." Laojun said disdainfully, "It's useless to distance yourself, this entire clubhouse is a world under my control."

He raised his hand, grabbed Su Li Piao to breathe out his anger, and devoured it greedily, a majestic force like the pouring of the ocean rushed in, and almost instantly, Laojun's old and damaged soul was filled.

Even his annihilated lower body condensed again.

The appearance of the human body he occupied began to change, gradually becoming what Laojun looked like when he was young.

Laojun touched the outline of his face, his eyes were filled with surprise, and he even turned around immediately, walked towards the golden wall in the lobby, and checked his appearance at the moment through the reflection.

The figure in the mirror was tall and strong, with a young and handsome face, just perfect.

At this point, Laojun had to admit that the power of the Demon King was really strong and abnormal, and he could "resurrect him from the dead", and he really deserved this task.

Unlike the old gentleman who was like a newborn, Su Li seemed to be weakening rapidly, to the point where he couldn't even stand up. The hound tightened his arms and pulled him into his arms to support him.

Su Li was half leaning on the hound's shoulder, his long hair was slightly disheveled, exposing the edge of his mask, and the gorgeous blood-like red silk hung down his white side neck, eye-catching and gorgeous.

The hound lowered his eyes, and his eyes followed the red silk and fell on the piece of skin.

Moving his gaze up slightly, he could see the outline of Su Li's fair mandible. The lines were exquisite and beautiful, but there was an inexplicable sense of luxury and fragility.

The hound moved his fingers as if itching his hands, and his eyes locked on Su Li's faintly exposed chin. If there was no mask that got in the way——the moment this idea first came to mind, the hound raised his hand without hesitation.

He wants to uncover this mask and spy on the true face of the god.

The hound's fingertips touched the edge of the mask, and even the pulp of his fingers touched Su Li's cool but soft skin, and Su Li's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

His skin was very soft, with a slight coolness, and his fingertips only lightly rested on the hound's wrist, without any force, but the hound still stopped moving.

"No." Su Li leaned on the hound's shoulder, raised his face, the line from his chin to his neck was elongated, and it was so white and fragile that it was dazzling.

Su Li's mask was almost attached to the hound's earlobe.

"I'll find you outside, if you can find me outside too..."

Su Li slowly raised the corners of his lips, his tone of voice was extremely soft, like sweet and soft syrup.

"I'll show you."

The hound's arms around Su Li's waist tightened violently.

Su Li chuckled, he leaned lazily in the arms of the hound, and raised his eyes to look at the old gentleman who was still looking in the mirror not far away.

"Are you satisfied?" Su Li interrupted Laojun's self-appreciation, "Your new body?"

Laojun turned around, folded his hands, and supported the gentleman's scepter, with a calm and arrogant posture: "Of course."

Now he has not only gained power, but also has a brand new body. Now he only needs to kill the devil to complete the task and get the power rewarded by the system, then he will become a perfect god.

"That's good." Su Li stretched out his hand and called Xiao Dao.

The small body that has been deprived of a lot of strength is now only left with a weak shell, and the feet supporting its body have become slender and gray, as if it would be broken with a slight force.

Su Li raised his hand to touch Xiaodao's head.

Seeing this, Laojun snorted coldly: "Don't struggle to your death, even if you take out the power transferred to that thing's body now, you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly.

Su Li's white and slender fingers rested on the top of Xiao Dao's head, a majestic force like the power of a tsunami was suddenly released, and then followed the connection made by Su Li with his anger, and poured into Laojun's heart continuously. in the body.

Laojun's face suddenly changed, the force that surged in was too much, and it raged violently in his new body. The perfect body he just got showed crack lines instantly, and the body deformed rapidly, like a person who was about to be crushed. The blown glass bottle, the facial features and limbs are full of swelling bumps.

"How is this possible?" Laojun couldn't accept it, "Your power is given by me, it belongs to me, why can't I bear it?"

To Laojun's question, Su Li only replied three words: "Guess."

Laojun... His grimace was distorted with anger, he hastily disconnected and managed to keep his body.

But that force was still rushing around in his body, causing his bones to shatter and shatter, and the fierce and strong ghost energy was released from the breach, and then stretched his flesh.

There was a burst of intensive explosion sounds, Laojun's body exploded, and his real body was released together with countless ghost energy and anger.

Lu Yan and the others, who had been under the pressure of plundering power all the time, felt their bodies loosen, the lost vitality slowly recovered, the ghost air mass in the mid-air also quieted down, and the soul trapped inside no longer struggled and screamed.

In the lobby, there was only ghost energy flowing like thick fog, and Laojun's panic-stricken real ghost.

"This is impossible!" Lao Jun couldn't believe it, "Obviously everything is under my control, I know all your little moves, and I didn't arrange illusions for you at all..."

Da—a slight footstep interrupted Laojun's roar.

Su Li pushed the hound away and took a step forward.

There was a ghostly aura like thick fog floating in the lobby, his mask was blurred to the point where only faint outlines remained, and his smile became very strange and bright.

"Because I arranged an illusion for you..." Su Li raised his slender and beautiful hand, and gently closed his round fingertips, a small ghostly whirlwind suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, attracting the ghostly aura floating in the air , frantically gathered towards Su Li's palm.

"In this clubhouse, it's not you or me who control everything, but desire." Su Li admired the vortex in his palm, which was spinning rapidly and condensed into a round black ball.

"Isn't your desire for strength and a young body? You have gained strength and a body, but of course you have to pay a price."

Su Li closed his fingers together and held the black ball.

"No! Don't!" Laojun yelled in a panic, rushing towards Su Li, "Don't!"

Su Li looked coldly at Laojun who was desperately approaching, and exerted force with his fingertips.

"Crack." There was a crisp and clear shattering sound, and a strong ghostly aura gushed out like a hurricane, instantly setting off an extremely powerful wind pressure.

The wind pressure swept across Laojun's flying body, and his expression of panic and fear froze instantly, and then cracks appeared, and a large amount of ghost energy escaped from the cracks.

The cold voice of No. 001 sounded in Laojun's head simultaneously: "The player Laojun is about to die, and the mission failed."

After a pause for a second, the voice sounded again, but this time it was not to Laojun.

"Administrator 001 applies to the main system to access the next player, please the main system..."

Before Laojun could finish listening to the voice behind him, his figure suddenly annihilated, turning into a mess of ghostly aura.

The wind pressure continued to sweep, sweeping away Laojun's dissipated ghostly aura, sweeping across the entire lobby, and then passing through the thick walls and boundaries, sweeping fiercely and coldly towards the outside world.

The employees of the Supernatural Bureau stationed outside the clubhouse, as well as countless passers-by were startled by this extremely fierce yin energy, and the wind pressure was so strong that it almost knocked off the green plants on the roadside.

Everyone raised their hands in unison, covering their eyes that were blinded by the blowing.

"What's going on?" The crowd became restless.

"Did the clubhouse blow up, or has that ghost been killed?"

The wind pressure subsided in an instant, and there were still no bright lights in the power-off clubhouse, not even the faint emergency lights before. It was dark and silent, like a gloomy and terrifying haunted house.

After a while, someone finally approached boldly and reached out to touch the main entrance of the clubhouse.

The cold and biting yin qi burst out and penetrated into the body along the man's fingers. The man's face turned pale and he retreated hastily.

On the way, he stepped on the air and rolled directly down the stairs.

"What's the matter with you?" His teammates pulled him up.

"It's full of ghost energy inside." The man grabbed his teammate's arm, "very strong ghost energy."

The person next to him seemed to remember it, and hurriedly looked at the detector. The value was no longer the shocking six or seven thousand, but stabilized at around seven hundred, but this is not the highest value, but the average value.

This means that the concentration of ghost gas in the clubhouse has reached an extremely terrifying level.

All the living people in it will be transformed into ghosts in such a strong ghost aura.

**

in the clubhouse.

The emergency light was damaged by the wind pressure and lost its light source. The lobby was pitch black, with a strong ghostly aura floating around, and the air became extremely cold.

Every time you breathe, you will inhale a lot of ghost air.

Lu Yan half-kneeled on the ground, he was knocked down by the wind pressure just now, not only lost his vision, but the ghost energy was still eating away at his body.

If it goes on like this, within a few minutes, people with weak bodies will be assimilated into ghosts like walking corpses.

Maybe it won't become something as ugly as a puppet corpse, but people must be dead.

He was groping for a flashlight, but at this moment, the ghostly aura in the air suddenly lightened.

weakened.

Lu Yan turned his head. With his keen intuition, he felt the direction of the ghost energy flow. They were converging towards a certain place. To be precise, they were being gathered.

Just like the vortex on the palm of the cat-faced person before.

Su Li gathered all the out-of-control ghost energy in the clubhouse, condensed them into a ball, and held them in his hands.

In the darkness, the hound's scarlet eyes stood out, like two lights in a ghost prison, dangerous and blood red, fixed on Su Li.

Darkness does not interfere with the hound's vision.

He could clearly see Su Li's slender figure and his movements of condensing ghostly energy.

"Don't move." Su Li suddenly said, and as his words fell, the sense of control that was restraining his body and soul struck again.

The hound froze uncontrollably, just like Su Li ordered, unable to move.

Su Li turned around slowly, the darkness blurred his mask, only the cold gleam in his eyes flashed away in the darkness.

There seemed to be a vague and seductive smile in that light.

Su Li walked up to the hound, put his palm lightly on his shoulder, and leaned close to him, breathing moistly over the hound's ear.

"I will find you." His voice was soft and smiling, and the fingers pinching the hound's shoulders were slightly harder. The force seemed to pass directly through the hound's body, pinching his soul provocatively.

"My... good dog."

The hound instantly clenched the long sword tightly, and the outline of the blue veins stretched out on the back of the hand, as if it was enduring with all its strength, and it seemed to be throbbing with extreme excitement.

Su Li didn't pay any attention to him, but went straight to Lu Yan.

The light was dim, and Lu Yan could only see a vague shadow. In the darkness, he felt very clearly, and could even clearly perceive the powerful aura emanating from the mysterious person.

"Captain Lu." Su Li said in a low voice, "Next time we meet, I hope you can bring some news about the Temple of All Ghosts, or else..."

Su Li raised his hand and lightly pressed on Lu Yan's shoulder. Huge and extremely cold pressure suddenly poured into Lu Yan's body, and passed along his blood to his heart.

Lu Yan's heart stopped beating suddenly, as if he was really pinched by something, his blood stagnated, and even his heart muscle was so stiff that he couldn't beat.

The humming sound of blood flowing hard came from the cochlea, and then Lu Yan heard the man's almost understated voice.

"I will kill you."

The hand on the shoulder left, the pressure on Lu Yan's body suddenly lightened, and the heartbeat in the chest slowly returned to normal, but within two seconds, Lu Yan vaguely saw the mysterious man raised his hand in the darkness.

Before he could react, he suddenly heard a light bang, and then a violent ghost pressure was released, and fierce ghost aura rushed out fiercely.

Lu Yan's consciousness sank and he passed out.

Including the hunting dog at the side, the consciousness fell into a brief blank at this moment.

The power that restricted his body and soul suddenly disappeared.

The body regained its freedom, and the hunting dog immediately looked at the position where Su Li had just stood.

People have long since disappeared.

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It's over, I don't have a single drop now, woo woo woo