The black sand collar over there couldn't see his expression clearly, but the gray mist on his body made a burst of trembling, which made people wonder if he was angry or frightened. Bayi Chinese.com ≈≈≥.≤

The possibility of being scared is too small, then you are angry.

I didn't expect this person's temperament to be quite big, but what can you do?

Looking at the angry and trembling black sand collar, Song Zheng just flashed a hint of pleasure, and focused his attention on the book he was holding in his hand.

Because there was movement in that book, the dead air around it continued to converge towards the book.

The Black Sand Collar, which was closest to the book, was immediately affected, and there were bursts of screams, and countless dead qi poured out from the holes in his body, all of which were gray mist-like things, which were absorbed by the Book of Evil Gods.

The members of Black Sand looked at the collar in horror.

The collar was already lying on the ground, the gray air currents were still being extracted, the Book of Evil Gods was suspended in the air, and the staff was integrated into the pages.

The collar's body was shrinking, gradually thinning into a lightning bolt, and then turning into a pile of white bones, and the black robe that he was wearing was actually condensed with dead energy, and it collapsed and was absorbed in the first time.

Sensing a deep fear, the Black Sand members reacted differently.

There are those whose brains have been washed, kneeling on the ground and shouting "The evil god is great", there are those who want to win** and turn their heads and run, and there are those who don't know if they are spies or what their identities are, so they actually resisted, pulled out a kind of thin sword and stabbed it at the Book of Evil Gods.

But no matter how they reacted, it made no difference.

First, the black robe collapsed, turned into dead air and was absorbed, and then one by one it was unable to move, and wisps of dead air emerged from the holes in the body and were also absorbed, and then the cells decomposed, the body collapsed, and ** also turned into dead air and was absorbed, and finally only a little bone dregs remained, nourishing the barren sandy soil.

No one expected this kind of change, Heisha didn't expect it, and Song Zheng didn't expect it.

So much so that they didn't do anything but watch as the Book of Evil Gods had done it all, wiped out all the black sands, and then rose to eye level with them, turning over countless pages until they were frozen on the page of a sketch portrait.

It was a very realistic and realistic portrait sketch, and the figure in the painting was ugly, with a hunched body, and he looked like an old man.

But the old man had a pair of vertical pupils, and the color of his eyes suddenly changed from gray and black under the charcoal pen to emerald green, and then the old man walked down from above.

Song Zheng and the others widened their eyes, feeling that the three views were greatly impacted.

A sketch figure on the page of a book actually came out of the page.

It's kind of surprising.

But the surprise was short-lived. After all, I've seen everything strange, and it's not weird.

The old man was wearing a black robe like black sand, but he didn't wear a hood, and he could see it clearly, and his old wrinkled face showed a playful look, looking at Song Zheng and the others.

"When you see the evil god, you still don't kneel?"

What doesn't match the old man's cunning appearance is the old man's words and deeds.

opened his mouth and asked Song Zheng to kneel, which destroyed the image at once, and the image of the mysterious and powerful old treacherous and cunning collapsed and became an old gangster.

Song Zheng couldn't be scared all of a sudden.

I even want to laugh a little.

It's like a modern person who suddenly sees a ghost, and will definitely tremble with fright, but the ghost snatches your meat bun and runs away, and the fear that this ghost can bring immediately plummets.

Perception shrouded the old man's body, Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, the old man was definitely not a real evil god. Because the energy intensity of his body, that is, it is about the same as himself, he is far from a real high-level necromancer, and he is even more distant from a real god.

Song Zheng had seen Thor's doppelganger not long ago, and he had a preliminary analysis of this guy who was known as the evil god.

This thing is not as good as Thor's clone, and it can even be said that it can only be regarded as a necromancer's split, with a little necromancer's ability, the ontology is estimated to be finished long ago. If he hadn't lived in that magic book, he would have died a long time ago.

But the old man didn't know Song Zheng's thoughts and judgments, he felt that Song Zheng must be stupid and a little proud.

"Don't you kneel down when you see the shadow of the evil god? Although I am only a clone, there is no difficulty in killing you. ”

He also knew that he was not a true god and could be easily exposed, so he pretended to be the name of the shadow of an evil god.

It's a pity that Song Zheng has seen through his bottom, so he is naturally not afraid.

The only thing worth worrying about is that book, for a necromancer's doppelganger, Song Zheng really doesn't have too much fear.

It's just that Song Zheng didn't expose the old man's lies, but instead gave a deep salute and said, "Great evil god, please allow me to dedicate my soul in exchange for your powerful power!"

The old man who said this sentence was stunned for a moment, and then became happy.

In order to show his body, he sacrificed the entire black sand, because he felt that Song Zheng's body was a little special, and he wanted to get the other party's body. I didn't expect it to be so easy to take the bait.

The old man said with a smile: "This evil god saw that you were pious, so he agreed to your request, you let go of your thoughts." I'm coming. ”

As he spoke, he threw himself at Song Zheng's body.

Then, there is no then.

The old man was like a moth to a fire, and when he touched Song Zheng, countless chains appeared in front of him, blocking all the space and squeezing it down instantly.

Originally, the ordinary chain was his lifeless body, but Song Zheng's chain was different, it was a chain that fused with the whispers of the undead, and it had a complete suppression effect on all the undead creatures.

The body transformed by the dead qi certainly belongs to the category of undead creatures.

So the old man was squeezed into a piece of cake, and then it was divided one by one, like an egg skin, and finally it was stirred so hard that even the stuffing of the bun was not as good. Nature can no longer exist consciously.

Losing the old man's consciousness, the Book of Evil Gods suspended in the air also lost its ability to move, and it was about to fall down. As a result, he became entangled in a chain and pulled back into the storage space.

And it wasn't until this time that Li Wanru and the others recovered from the shock.

"You, you killed that old man?"

Li Wanru asked.

Song Zheng smiled and nodded: "The old man is too stupid, he was yin by me, and he made a lot of money this time!"

Others have black lines all over their heads.

We were all worried about being like that, and you could laugh!