Global Beastmaster: Only I can summon Chinese beasts!

Chapter 231

Under the eaves of the house, a dry and thin old man was tremblingly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom.

When Su Qin looked at the old man, the old man also found Su Qin.

"What's the matter with you?"

The old man stopped Su Qin and asked in his hoarse voice.

Su Qin pretended to be serious and said: "We want to go in...to pay homage to an old friend."

After hearing this, the old man didn't stop him, but said: "It's fine to go in to pay homage, but remember not to stay inside for too long."

After saying this, the old man was silent for a while, with a look of fear on his face.

"It's not peaceful here recently, and many bizarre things have happened."

"Oh? What's the matter?" The old man's expression and words aroused Su Qin's curiosity, and he asked.

However, the old man didn't want to continue, he just waved his hand and continued to clean the fallen leaves with the big broom.

"In short, if you see anything strange in the cemetery, don't act strange, and go outside quickly."

"Don't worry...it won't put your life in danger, it just scares you."

After hearing this, Su Qin smiled and said, "Master, you are not here to tell ghost stories to people who want to go in, are you?"

The old man just looked up at Su Qin, and murmured softly: "Hey, these young people really don't believe anything."

The old man ignored Su Qin again, turned and walked to the other side of the house.

Su Qin restrained his smile, rose from his body with the power of the green dragon, and quickly swept the entire cemetery including the old man.

No abnormality was found.

The old man was just an ordinary cemetery caretaker.

Su Qin took Xiang Nuan and walked quickly into this vast cemetery.

In his eyes, the black cloud-like power of death was rolling in the air.

An inexplicable sense of suffocation filled his chest.

Su Qin looked solemnly.

There is too much Necromancer power in this place.

He roughly estimated that it must have at least half of Guwei Town's strength at that time.

But the question is, where did these undead powers come from?

Su Qin knew in his heart that it was impossible for this cemetery to breed such a huge power of necromancy.

At this moment, he felt a slight pull on his arm.

Su Qin looked down and saw that Xiang Nuan was turning his head to the side, holding his sleeve with his small hand and shaking it non-stop.

Seeing Xiang Nuan like this, Su Qin also turned his head to follow Xiang Nuan's gaze.

I saw a few black cars parked in a very remote corner of the cemetery.

About a dozen people got out of the car, walked to a certain grave, and seemed to pay homage to it.

However, among the dozen or so people, half of them were followed by war beasts of different shapes.

Obviously, this is a group of beast masters.

They came here, perhaps to mourn their companions.

"what happened?"

Su Qin asked.

It is a very common thing to pay homage to the dead in cemeteries, and Su Qin was not surprised by this.

"……Look."

Xiang Nuan whispered a word, then pointed to the sky with the other free finger.

Su Qin looked up.

There are lingering clouds over the cemetery, and in Su Qin's eyes, there are even more dark clouds rolling.

Su Qinshun looked at the place where Nuan's finger pointed, and his pupils shrank instantly!

Just above the place where the dozen or so people were standing, the surging power of the undead gradually penetrated the cloud lines.

Those silk threads hang down like fisherman's threads.

Some of the silk threads hooked the bodies of the dozen or so people.

But the dozen or so people didn't feel the slightest difference, they were still doing their own things.

Those silk threads that hooked them slowly extended on their bodies, and they kept poking in through the gaps in their clothes.

These silk threads are like flexible little snakes, wrapping the dozen or so people in a blink of an eye.

Too far away, Su Qin couldn't see clearly what those silk threads were doing to these dozen people.

But he vaguely saw something rapidly flowing from the dozens of people to the layers of black clouds formed by the power of the dead in the sky.

Su Qin's fingertips rippling with pale golden light.

He quickly walked towards the dozen or so people.

No matter what this weird cloud of dead spirits wants to do, he must stop it.

Now he had a vague guess in his mind that the reason for this change in the cemetery was probably due to the good deeds of the group of blood shadow demons.

Just when he was less than [-] meters away from those dozens of people, and was about to take action to contain the power of the undead.

Suddenly, among the dozen or so people, someone let out a strange cry, as if frightened by something.

Then, the rest of the people around were also taken aback.

But the most important thing was that person's sudden voice.

But at this moment, Su Qin saw very clearly that phantoms in human form were hooked out of their bodies by the silk thread of the dead.

Those undead silk threads wrapped around a phantom figure, flying continuously into the churning cloud of undead.

Seductive? !

Su Qin's heart was shocked, and then he quickly thought of a possibility.

It seems that the power of this piece of necromancy is completely controlled by the blood shadow demon.

The group of blood shadow demons put the power of the dead here in order to rely on the sparsely populated environment to continuously collect power without being discovered.

By the way, the group of blood shadow demons also did some tricks on the power of the dead, allowing the power of the dead to actively attack the living.

If Su Qin's guess is correct, the things caught by the silk threads are probably some kind of emotional power in these people.

The power of necromancy can swallow this power.

But what comes with this is that these people are unknowingly missing something.

But looking at them, they couldn't feel it immediately.

Perhaps a certain power of devouring is not closely related to human beings, so it cannot be felt for a while.

Or maybe it's just that the power of the undead temporarily blocked the feelings of these people.

But no matter what, this kind of power can indeed make the power of the dead spirit continue to expand.

After the situation expected by the Blood Shadow Demon is reached, the Blood Shadow Demon can still use the power of these necromancers to do what they want.

There was a sneer on the corner of Su Qin's mouth.

Unexpectedly, the Blood Shadow Demon could think of such an insidious way to collect power.

These people who have been sucked out of a certain power will definitely be affected in the future.

Before they knew it, their lives had been changed by those blood shadow demons.

But since he, Su Qin, knew all this, he must not let this happen.

Although now Su Qin doesn't know how many of the citizens' emotional power have been absorbed by these necromantic powers, nor how many of these strange necromantic powers have been arranged by the blood shadow demon.

But the only thing he has to do now is to destroy this cunning power.

Let the blood shadow fiends know that their plan has been revealed, and force them to show up.

Su Qin stretched out his pale golden finger and pointed at the silk thread.

In an instant, a golden light rushed towards the silk threads hanging down from the cloud of necromancy with billowing waves.