"Do you want to watch the death of Zhang Jia people?" The voice of the goddess of drought sounded again.

"Twenty years." Zhang Chunqiu's voice is still as firm as iron: "every death of a person in Zhang's family means more than ten years. What you take away from Zhang's family must be returned."

"You have ten seconds left." The voice of the goddess of drought came again.

As time went by, Zhang Chunqiu was not moved. He pressed his palm on the coffin and quietly said to himself, "little sister, I'll take you on the road."

Seeing that Zhang Chunqiu was about to be demonized, he was ready to destroy the coffin, but the fire around him suddenly stopped. Although Zhang Chunqiu's symptoms of demonization did not recover, they did not continue to worsen.

"Twenty years, I'm sure." As Zhang Chunqiu said, if she had the ability to take Zhang Yuzhi directly, she would not negotiate with Zhang Jia people.

It's easy to kill Zhang Yuzhi, but if you want to integrate with her, you need Zhang Yuzhi to cooperate with her voluntarily. If you really kill all zhangjiaren, Zhang Yuzhi will never be able to integrate with her voluntarily.

"Then take the oath of heaven and earth." Zhang Chunqiu is still so calm, and there is no joy of escape from death.

"Do you really want to die?" In a cold voice.

"I just don't want to die in the dark." Zhang Chunqiu said lightly.

"I swear in my name that I will make a contract with this human being for 20 years. If I disobey this oath, heaven and earth will hate it." After all, he could not resist the temptation of extricating himself from difficulties and made an oath.

"Little sister, don't blame me. I can't help it." After listening to the oath of the goddess of drought, Zhang Chunqiu carries the coffin to the corpse flower.

The corpse flower is snow-white and crystal clear. It seems not to be stained with dust, but it also exudes a kind of strange smell, which makes people feel chilly.

At this time, Uncle Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the process was very dangerous, Zhang was able to keep it. Moreover, he was able to make a contract with Han for 20 years. Zhang's take-off is just around the corner.

In the future, it may even become the real master of the earth, not just one of the six hero families.

At this time, Uncle Zhang suddenly felt that although Zhang Chunqiu's move was too risky, he also gained huge profits.

Under the gaze of the public, Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin to the corpse flower, and slowly put the coffin on the corpse flower.

Seeing that the corpse was about to devour the coffin, Uncle Zhang thought that it was a foregone conclusion, but suddenly he saw Zhang Chunqiu's golden light in his hand.

"Taishanglaojun... Is as urgent as the law and order... Heaven and earth are limitless... Heaven and earth borrow the law... Five thunder heavenly gang..." Zhang Chunqiu's white hair and robes are flying, his body is still guarded by the spirit, and his yellow paper amulet is golden.

He was too close to the corpse flower, and no one came to stop him. The golden light of the yellow paper symbol, when he met the corpse flower nearby, broke out a golden lightning.

That golden thunder and lightning with a kind of strength to just to Yang, instantly hit the corpse flower into coke, a touch into fly ash.

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth wide, and everyone was silly. He murmured nervously: "no... no... impossible... How could this happen... No... impossible... We can't die... We can't die..."

Many people in Zhangjia were also surprised. They did not expect that Zhang Chunqiu would dare to do so. No one knew that Zhang Chunqiu would do so in advance.

Zhang Siyou seems to be relieved. The five thunder runes left by Daozu Tianshi were originally left to Zhang Chunqiu to protect his life. Zhang Chunqiu used them to destroy the corpse flower. Although he didn't tell Zhang Siyou, Zhang Siyou thinks it should be Zhang Chunqiu. Although he knows that Zhang's family can't escape the disaster, he doesn't blame him.

"Do you know what you're doing?" The voice of lengsen, the daughter of the drought stricken day, came.

"Ground fire, corpse peanut and living dead are indispensable. Now that you don't have corpse flower, it's useless even if you have living dead. I only know that you can't be born." Zhang Chunqiu is still so calm.

"Your impulse will be at the cost of the whole family." Then the heavenly daughter said.

"Death? It doesn't matter. What I want to do has been done. Even if all the people in Zhang's family are dead, one of them will not die. That's enough... "Zhang Chunqiu's white robe agitated and pressed his hands on the coffin, like a net of golden light, which made the coffin disappear.

"I'm afraid death will only be a luxury for you." With the voice of the goddess of drought, the earth fire soared again, and came to zhangjiaxu people.

"Go, go as far as you can." Although Zhang Siyou knew that it was useless to escape, it was better than waiting to die.

Some of the people of Zhang Jia fled, while others were still hesitating. However, the seventh uncle, who died of his own death, got up from the ground, smeared a handful of blood on his head, and flew back quickly, shouting: "what are you doing? If you don't run fast, only Zhangjia people have ever been able to catch ghosts. Do you want to become a dead ghost? "

Everyone was shocked, and then overjoyed, and ran for his life with the seventh uncle.

It's a pity that although they escaped quickly, how could they survive the drought as quickly as tiannv. When they flew in the sky, the earth fire was already shrouded.

Many Zhang's children fell to the ground one after another. Their hair, skin, nails and pupils were rapidly turning white, and they were demonized one by one.

Zhang Chunqiu didn't escape. He knew he couldn't escape either. Looking at the Zhang family who was demonized by pain, Zhang Chunqiu felt guilty, but he didn't regret his decision.

He did what he wanted to do and saved the people he wanted to save. It's enough for Zhang Jia to live alone and not be affected by demons.

"All people in Zhangjia will become demons because of what you have done. They will no longer have human feelings. They are neither human nor ghosts. They eat blood like their lives and eat the same kind of food... Do you regret sacrificing everyone for one person?" The daughter of the drought day asked coldly.

"Even if you know that you are a devil, you have to do something. Why regret it?" Zhang Chunqiu said frankly.

"Yes? Some may not think so. " It seems that the heavenly daughter has a point.

Zhang Chunqiu's face changed slightly, because he had already seen that Zhang Yuzhi, who was sent away by him with the method of carrying five ghosts, came back.

"Yuzhi, don't come here. Leave here at once." Zhang Chunqiu wants to rush to Zhang Yuzhi, but his body has been demonized so seriously that he falls to the ground instead.

Zhang Yuzhi looked at the people of Zhang Jia who had changed into ghosts. As he came over, he cried and said, "brother, if I live like this, my life will be more painful than death."

"Muddleheaded, even if you come back now, it's no use. Without the corpse flower, she can't be born, and she won't let us go. You'll die for nothing when you come back..." Zhang Chunqiu said.

"Not necessarily." The voice of the goddess of drought is full of ridicule. With her voice, in the fire, the corpse flower condenses again.

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