I seem to be an evil god

"Not to mention the issue with the candlesticks. The burn marks on the door are also very stupid. There is a layer of burnt ash on the door that is not invisible. In addition, there are obviously the wrong number of stone steps, and finally there are the ones that are not hard in the middle and hard on both sides. Outrageous walls.”

"Everything says that this is a guarded seal. In this case, Brando's so-called excavation of the ruins is a lie. In the end, he was still full of lies. How can you make me not doubt it?"

Liu Dao scolded him, and Golden Book responded at first, but then became silent.

"Okay, junior, now that you have discovered it, there is nothing more to say."

The voice in the book snorted coldly, "I advise you to let me out, otherwise, you don't have to leave today."

After saying this, several rays of blood shot out from the golden book, covering the runes on the wall. As the blood flowed down, the runes used as seals on the wall were corroded.

The whistling magic power surged in the hall, and a gray figure flew out of the magic book, combining with the magic power to form a human form.

This is a young man with white hair and a pair of particularly obvious hawk-like eyes.

"Finally, we have collected the sacrifices. These little guys are a bit hard to fool."

The white-haired young man looked at Liu Dao. With a move of his finger, the rock turned into bones, and a group of skeleton soldiers emerged from the ground.

"It's your turn now, young man, to pay a worthy price, otherwise you will have to be my sacrifice."

The white-haired young man licked his lips and said, "Hand over the strange objects on your body. Don't act stupid. The rich breath of life on your body cannot be concealed at all."

Breath of life? Strange object?

Liu Dao laughed dumbly, "I'm sorry, I refuse. If you want it, you can get it yourself."

"snort!"

The white-haired young man became angry, and the gray energy swirled and rose in his hands, turning into a cloud-like breath of death. The huge death energy roared out, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be killed.

Liu Dao dodged and jumped away, but the clouds seemed to have tracking capabilities and still rushed to his location. Liu Dao stepped on the wall and ran hard, with the clouds chasing after him. Wherever he passed, all the golden color faded and the buildings became Gray and fragile, it will turn into fly ash at the slightest touch.

While Liu Dao was entangled in the clouds, the white-haired young man did not stop. The Stone Skeleton troops pressed on Snowden and others. As soon as they met, the two soldiers were knocked away.

"Don't touch me head-on!" "It's very powerful!"

The two soldiers who were beaten away vomited blood, with internal organ fragments in their blood. It looked like they would not survive.

"Damn it!"

Snowden had a look of shock on his face. The long sword he had just handed out suddenly retreated. Unfortunately, the movement was still a beat too slow. The stone skeleton opposite him slapped the sword's edge. The skeleton was unharmed, but Snowden only felt a pain in his wrist. , the blade turned back and hit his chest hard.

Poof!

The blade of the sword penetrated the armor and opened a bloody hole in Snowden's chest. The fingers of Snowden's right hand holding the sword were twisted and obviously useless.

"What a power!"

Snowden spat out a mouthful of blood, endured the injury and took three steps back. He handed the hilt of the sword to his right hand, and his inner breath flowed, stimulating the meridians.

Killing stab!

Snowden's left arm was tense, and the muscles swelled like a compressed spring. The next moment the sword was extended, the tip of the sword even trembled uncontrollably due to the excessive force.

The sword edge tore through the air, emitting a whistling sound like a whistle. The inner breath flowed with the sword light, and the earth was torn apart by the escaped sword energy!

Bang!

The sword edge passed through the skeleton's palm and stabbed the spine with unabated force. The trembling sword blade sliced ​​open the ribs and crushed a third of the spine into pieces.

Snapped!

The skeletons were scattered all over the ground. Snowden just breathed a sigh of relief when two skeleton palms were stabbed from the left and right, one on the left and one on the right, piercing the armor and piercing the flesh.

After being hit hard, Snowden screamed, and when he turned around, he saw that the entire line of soldiers had been torn apart. The skeletons were fighting in without fear of death, and the soldiers were reduced to prisoners one by one.

Snowden's vision went dark, he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and fainted.

Bang bang!

Liu Dao took two steps and turned around on the wall of the dark room. The death cloud following him rushed in and was rushed by the aura of the church in the dark room, turning into the most basic death energy and dissipating.

Liu Dao turned to face the white-haired young man. At this time, the other party was lining up the captured soldiers in a row. The skeleton stood in front, holding the soldier's neck, and the energy incarnation hid behind, looking at Liu Dao with a smile.

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

Liu Dao looked at the captured soldiers, his face darkened slightly, and he walked towards the white-haired young man step by step.

"Stop, don't go any further!"

The white-haired young man stared at Liu Dao, "Hand over all the rare objects on your body now, otherwise, none of these soldiers will survive!"

Liu Dao looked at the white-haired young man in surprise, as if he were a fool.

The white-haired young man didn't take it seriously and continued: "There is no hatred between us. If you are afraid that handing over the rare object will be dangerous, then we can sign a contract."

The white-haired young man condensed a piece of gray-white parchment and threw it to Liu Dao.

"You can make the terms of the contract as you wish. As long as you give me that strange object with the breath of life, you can leave at any time."

After hearing this condition, Liu Dao didn't move yet. The captured soldiers couldn't help but look at Liu Dao with demanding eyes.

Liu Dao smiled coldly, "If you want it, come and get it yourself!"

However, what Liu Dao didn't expect was that the white-haired young man who was talking very well just now ordered the skeleton to break the necks of all the soldiers. The next moment, the parchment in front of Liu Dao exploded, sending up billowing smoke.

Taking advantage of Liu Dao being blocked, the white-haired young man turned his fingers and carved five inscriptions on the soldiers' necks. The next moment, the resentful souls of the soldiers were drawn out by the runes and condensed on the white-haired young man's left hand.

Liu Dao had just cut through the smoke and dust, and what he saw was the white-haired young man holding up his left hand. Elongated human faces replaced the finger bones, and tiny lips grew out of the tips of the fingertips. Inside were arranged in a spherical shape, bottomless. Fang Cave.

"Hey hey hey, you're too late!"

The white-haired young man sneered and threw his left arm behind him. The huge and twisted left hand separated automatically and grabbed the high platform in the center of the hall.

On the high platform is a regular half-moon-shaped trophy. The twisted palm clings to it, and the sharp teeth bite the trophy, making a clicking sound.

The white-haired young man smiled twistedly. On the high platform behind him, with his left hand as the center, the gray-white color of death spread outwards. The energy of death greedily transformed everything, turning the entire ruins into a realm of death.

Liu Dao frowned, stretched out his hand to control the earth, rolled up the dead soldiers, and prevented the death energy from touching the corpses.

The white-haired young man sneered, "Why are you pretending at this time? Who do you think they died because of!"

On the high platform, the energy of death suddenly surged, involving the white-haired young man. In an instant, the incarnation of this condensed energy also began to change. The flesh and blood disappeared from the skeleton, and the coat turned into a deep black robe.

"Quack quack~"

The black-robed skeleton laughed strangely. In front of him, two short sickles condensed in the hands of the stone skeleton. The ends of the sickles were connected to white bone-shaped chains. The chains spread to the realm of death behind them, drifting away as if without a trace.

"You're too late to stop me! Quack, quack, quack!"

The black-robed skeleton laughed strangely, but opposite him, Liu Dao also smiled and took two steps back.

"Please."