"Die!"

Du Bai had no intention of entangling with him. At that moment, the power of the righteous energy and the Buddha energy under his feet burst out. The monster screamed and turned into a pool of flesh and blood without any life in the holy white light.

The effect of this white light is far more than that. The surrounding zombies who are still squirming have also been purified. The evil aura in the entire grave seems to have faded a lot. I am afraid that no strange events will happen for a long time in the future.

But just when Du Bai was about to leave the cemetery, he accidentally glanced at the corner of his eyes and noticed something strange.

He lowered his head and looked at the remains of the monsters, and found that the size seemed to have become smaller.

This should not be an illusion, because under his gaze, the flesh and blood were absorbed by something hidden, strange and inexplicable.

Du Bai frowned slightly, stopped, and his fingertips passed by the top of the corpse. Then he saw that the pile of flesh and blood melted quickly like snow and encountered flames, turning into a pool of blood and gradually seeping into the ground.

Soon, he discovered the secret and strange statue hidden in the flesh and blood!

The face of the statue was as terrifying as a ghost from hell, with green face and fangs, three heads and six arms, and each hand was holding something, such as a skull, a sword, a snake, an axe, etc. The carvings were quite delicate, and they were unexpectedly lifelike. The scarlet eyes seemed to have life. When Du Bai looked at him, he seemed to have an illusion that it would turn its eyes to come alive in the next moment!

More importantly, Du Bai felt the strong and undispersed evil aura on this statue, and his eyes became a little solemn.

To this extent, I am afraid that many blood sacrifices have been received on weekdays. I don’t know how many innocent people have been terrible torture because of them, which has condensed strong resentment, which has created such a fierce weapon.

If an ordinary person gets this sculpture, he will probably be instantly impacted by this evil spirit and then do all kinds of crazy and inhuman things!

"Can it be that this evil way is precisely because of this statue?"

Du Bai had some guesses in his mind, and bent down to pick up the sculpture. After all, such dangerous things cannot be thrown into the wild at will. If anyone picks them up, it will be a disaster.

But just in case, he would cover his hands with a combination of righteous energy and Buddha energy to avoid being retaliated by this evil energy. This thing exudes a strange aura everywhere, so he has to be careful.

And just as his fingertips touched the sculpture, a red light suddenly burst out from the sculpture!

"It's true that there's a fraud!"

Du Bai felt a little nervous. Fortunately, he had already made preparations, so he immediately clenched his fists and prepared to fight this mysterious existence.

But unexpectedly, after the red light burst out, no power surged out. Instead, it condensed in the air, as if an illusory figure gradually emerged. This made him feel a little unexpected, quite powerful but speechless.

But there was no hurry, he planned to see what this guy was going to do.

After the figure gradually took shape, it appeared the sculpture, with the same green face, fangs and three heads and six arms. The difference was that in this phantom, the other party did not look like it was so bloody and terrifying, but instead had a bit of indescribable sense of holiness. The skull and poisonous snake in his hand also formed a special beauty, giving people the illusion that it should be like this.

The man seemed to be floating in the air, and his scarlet eyes slowly opened, with no sorrow or joy in it, as if everything in the world was just an ant that could be crushed to death in its eyes, and there was no intention of being angry because of the death of his subordinates, that is, the evil way.

He slowly cast his sight, swept across the cemetery that was somewhat messy due to the fight, swept across the pool of flesh and blood below, and finally landed on Du Bai in front of him.

Du Bai was not panicked and was leisurely planning to wait for this guy to speak. It was just to ask himself to be responsible for why he wanted to kill His family, or simply let himself wait for revenge and other villain-like dialogues.

But something unexpected was that the first sentence of the person was, “Do you…crave for strength?”

"Hmm?" Du Bai looked up at this guy with a strange look.

Is it kidding?

But it was obvious that this guy didn't seem to be joking, although his voice was as calm as if there were no ups and downs, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and his words were as stiff as if they were carrying out a standard procedure.

"I can give you power far beyond ordinary people, and let the weak, bullied, instantly have the power to resist the world. After having the power, you can kill all the people you hate, possess whatever you want, and do everything you want. And what you need to pay is just some mortal flesh and blood..."

"Wait a mininute!"

Du Bai suddenly reached out and interrupted the other party's words. He spread his hands and said with some amusement, "Do you think I need your strength?"

Just the power transmitted by the Ghost King has made him almost invincible. Why bother to seek help from others?

What's more, the aura of this guy in front of him gave him a very strange feeling, which was not reliable.

But if it were an ordinary person, he might be deceived by its words.

But he seemed to overestimate the wisdom of this projection, and after being interrupted it began to repeat the reproducer.

"Do you desire strength..." It's as dull as the most mechanical program.

Du Bai was speechless. He understood that this guy was just a little trick left by some evil existence on this sculpture, specifically used to seduce mortals to work hard for it.

If someone really thinks he has picked up a cheap guy and sacrifices him, the sculpture as an intermediary will give him some strength and create the illusion that he will become stronger.

But in fact, it was just a little gift from the mastermind behind the sculpture. In this way, it would only become more and more dependent on its existence and become like a puppet.

Du Bai lost interest in continuing to watch this brainless projection. He raised his hand and waved his righteousness and shook it away. The red light of the sculpture on the ground dimmed a little, and even gradually dissipated, as if it had turned into an ordinary wooden sculpture.
Chapter completed!