The death of the Half Demon Ghost King, besides the three pieces of emperor equipment, is this skill book that is already in my hands.

"Fire Lion?"

A cool-sounding name.

"Brother, why don't you take a look?" Xiao Lan joked.

"Hmm." The seventh-level skill book, Ice Armor Shield, is already an advanced skill book. What about the eighth-level fire lion? Will it be a higher level Devil May Cry? I will wait and see.

I pinched the skill book with light white light in my hand and four golden words flashing, and I clicked on the detailed introduction of the book.

After the sword holder activates this skill, a golden flame will be emitted on the sword blade. The flame lion condensed from the flame can last for ten minutes. The attack power at the beginning is one-quarter of the skill caster, and the upper limit is two-thirds of the skill caster. When the damage accumulated by the player reaches one-third of the player, it will automatically disappear. The flame lion has no defense power.

Demon consumption: 2000 Cooling time: 3 hours required occupation: Swordsman Required level: Level 70

"This...this is too perverted." What a joke, even though this skill has reached the level of Devil May Cry, whether in terms of attack strength or maintenance time, this kind of sword skill that is the same as the summoning skill can be compared to a small pet.

Even if the attack power at the beginning was one-quarter of mine? But if I calculate my current attack power, one-quarter of it has reached a number of 6,000. And as my proficiency in this skill increases, the attack power of the Flaming Lion can reach two-thirds of the player. This perverted attribute can be said to have created a second clone for me.

Just a Devil May Cry level skill is so powerful. What about the higher level of shocking and god-creating level? I can't imagine its terrifying level.

"Brother, is this skill book very strong?" Pandi Lance couldn't help but whisper when he looked at the happy expression of the man in front of him.

"Strong, it's simply too strong, haha..." In order to prevent the noise from arguing with Yaqi, I deliberately weakened the loudness of the sound.

"Oh... the boss seems to be very happy." Panjita shook his head in a mature manner and said helplessly.

A minute later, the dry laughter, like a ghost crying, slowly disappeared on the eighth floor...

"Brother, are you planning to use this skill book by yourself?" Seeing the little green dot girl sitting on the man's shoulder, she said.

"That's of course, it's not easy to get the skills above Devil May Cry. If you can use them, I try to learn it myself, or leave it to them." After a look at the corpse with a slight black mist on the ground, I continued: "Money is important, but something as powerful as this cannot fall into the hands of your enemies, so as not to hit your feet when you get it."

"What the boss means is to hand over those amazing things to your men?"

"I'm not a subordinate, they just call me the boss." I smiled bitterly and said.

Boss? Because of his temporary negligence, he killed his brother. What qualifications do they have to call him the boss?

"Shishe..." Suddenly there was a trace of movement under our feet. The half-demon ghost king who had only a wisp of black mist appeared at the beginning was now swampy. The thick smoke slowly rose blocked our lower body from our own sight.

"It seems that the old ghost is about to start. Let's go up and take a look..." The Witch Demon Sword suddenly became longer and wider in the air, and then the little wolf jumped and landed on the slightly narrow sword blade luster.

Except for the little wolf, everyone else had the ability to fly. The fiery red wings behind them spread out again, hugging the little girl in her arms, gently lifting off the ground.

The black fog on the ground was like spirituality. At the moment when everyone left the ground, it slowly floated like the black fog in the streams in the mountains, and suddenly boiled. The black bubbles that kept bursting out made us shocked by this scene.

Before my thoughts could change, the boiling bubbles moved again. In the black fog that was about two meters high, one by one, like bone hands from hell, constantly stretching out from it, resounding through the tearing and whimpering in my ears, making people feel chilled.

"Ah...ah...this...this...what the hell are these things? It's so terrifying..." Xiao Lan screamed, and then a green space door formed beside him, turning into a ray of light and disappearing.

"It's really disgusting. Isn't that old ghost trying to merge with that body? Why is this scene happening now?" In comparison, Panjita was a little braver, Lan got much bigger. He looked at the black arms that were constantly stretching below and said astonished.

"Little Master, look..." Yinlang also frowned slightly. Although he didn't know much about what the red-faced old ghost said just now, the scene that happened now forced him to tense up and become nervous.

After pondering for a moment, I shook my head.

"Wait a little longer, something we don't know may have happened, but I think that old ghost should be able to solve it." He winked at the people next to him. The height from the ground was higher than the ground. Although these black arms were quite stretched, it didn't mean that the eighth floor was only so high. Even if they increased the length several times, it was still enough.

What just makes us ashamed is that these damn disgusting ghost hands are actually constantly stretching, increasing their height again and again, retreating from the front again and again.

"Boss, we can no longer retreat. Do you know how tall these damn things will grow, so why don't I let me set a fire to burn them to death?"

"If these things are still long, just set the fire."

"hey-hey..."

"No, these things are starting to shorten." Silver Wolf's eyes were so sharp. Just as Panjita smiled evilly and two more flames appeared in his hand, he noticed a trace of movement and quickly stopped him.

"Oh? Is it starting to shorten?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fist-sized vortex suddenly appeared in the black ocean below, which was pressing against tentacles, and with the super suction force emitted in it, it was absorbing the long tentacles at a terrifying speed.

"Huhh..." The terrifying suction force emitted in it made the void around it whirlwind, and just above the black hole-like vortex, in a golden cover, the few people were looking down with a shock.

"What a strong suction." Silver Wolf was shocked. Although he had not personally experienced it in the golden cover, the continuous withdrawal of the black tentacles from his ears was to guess the seemingly tiny black hole below, which had such terrifying strength.

Our distance is thirty meters now, which means that the black tentacles have grown to such a height. Fortunately, there is a small black vortex below, otherwise the entire eighth layer would have been filled with this black.

And less than five seconds after the black vortex appeared, all the seemingly terrifying tentacles were absorbed by them, and the empty black ground appeared below seemed to have never happened.

"It's finally over." Panjita breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Wait a little longer..." Panjita, who was about to fly down, looked at the bottom with his eyes tightly. There, the half-demon corpse that absorbed all the black was still lying coldly in its original place, and did not come alive because he "replenished" a lot of energy for a while.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was no noise in the eighth floor.

However, this state did not last long. A sudden sound of glass breaking sounded in the static state. In the dark red atmosphere, a faint gray began to invade the world.

Suddenly, the eyes that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened, and there was a little bright darkness in the black pupils, which was constantly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dry arms slowly raised, and then they floated up, and the body shrouded in the black.

Everything around is terriblely quiet...

"Guru..." In this depressing atmosphere, Panjita, who has always been brave enough to be proud of himself, couldn't help swallowing his saliva at this time, and his body slowly approached me, and his lost hands were unknown where to put them.

The distance is not too far, so everything that happened to the body of the half-demon ghost below cannot escape my eyes. I was a little interested in my heart. I looked carefully with interest. No one could help him if the old ghost could completely control this body. As for how much ability he could exert in the end, luck also accounts for a very important score.

The blackness of the two pupils gradually disappeared, and there was nothingness in the slightly opened eyes. However, the dark red gray color played a role at this moment. The faint gray light of the dust star dots slowly condensed and turned into two small whirlpool-like storms, which suddenly fed into the empty eyes.

Although the gathering gray is not strong, it can undoubtedly be completely dyed gray compared to the size of the two small eyeballs. But everything that happened in reality has severely shattered this common sense. When the seemingly huge gray whirlwind touches the hollow eyeballs, it is like instantly compressing countless cuffs, and then turning into a drop of gray water droplets with an extreme purity, pointing out a ripple, and being absorbed by the empty eyeballs.

Of course, in addition to the surrounding parts of the eyes, a trace of gray smoke that continued to spread was also sucked in by the floating body, and turned into a flashing gray droplet, which made this scene very beautiful.

"I didn't expect this ghost man to be so strange." Silver Wolf exclaimed. He knew nothing about the use of these evil negative energy.

"Well, maybe after the gray whirlwind was absorbed by him, the old ghost could control his new body." With the injected gray water droplets, there was a little glow gradually. However, what is different from the many creatures is that it comes from the silence of the abyss and a loneliness of sorrow.

But no one knew that just when the ghost clan was born, the ghost messenger was traveling through the worldly history, but the scene of the ghost messenger changing his eyes never appeared.

According to legend, in the world composed of negative energy, that is, darkness and the dead, there were three strange pupils left in the ancient history books, and the dark and mortal ghost eyes had appeared in front of them. However, what is the ability of this gray loneliness?
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