"Do you want to watch the Zhang family die?" The voice of the Goddess of Heaven sounded again.
"Twenty years." Zhang Chunqiu's voice was still as firm as iron: "Every time a person dies in the Zhang family, there will be ten more years. What you took from the Zhang family must be returned."
"You still have ten seconds." The cold voice of the Drought Demon Goddess came again.
Time passed by second by second, but Zhang Chunqiu remained unmoved. His palms were already pressed on the coffin, and he calmly said to himself: "Little sister, I will take you on the road with me."
Seeing that Zhang Chunqiu was about to become demonized, he was already ready to destroy the coffin, but the fire around him suddenly subsided. Although the demonic symptoms of the Zhang family did not recover, they did not continue to worsen.
"Twenty years, I'm sure." The Goddess of Drought finally gave in. Just like Zhang Chunqiu said, if she had the ability to directly take away Zhang Yuzhi, she would not negotiate terms with the Zhang family.
It is easy to kill Zhang Yuzhi, but if you want to fuse with her, you need Zhang Yuzhi to voluntarily cooperate with her. If you really kill all the Zhang family members, it will be impossible for Zhang Yuzhi to voluntarily fuse with her again.
"Then make an oath to heaven and earth." Zhang Chunqiu was still so calm, and there was no joy in escaping from death.
"Do you really want to die?" the goddess of drought said coldly.
"I just don't want to die without knowing anything about it." Zhang Chunqiu said calmly.
"I swear in my name, Hanba, that I am willing to contract with this human being for twenty years. If I violate this oath, heaven and earth will hate me." After all, Hanba couldn't resist the temptation of getting out of trouble, so he made the oath.
"Little sister, don't blame me. There's nothing I can do about it." After hearing the oath from the Goddess of Drought, Zhang Chunqiu walked towards the Corpse Flower carrying the coffin.
The corpse flower was snow-white and crystal clear, and looked spotless, but it also exuded a strange aura that made people look at it with fear.
The uncle of the Zhang family finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Although the process was thrilling, the Zhang family was finally saved, and being able to contract with an existence like Hanba for twenty years, the Zhang family's take-off was just around the corner.
He might even become the real master of the earth in the future, not just one of the six heroic families.
At this time, the uncle of the Zhang family suddenly felt that although Zhang Chunqiu's move was a bit too risky, he also gained huge benefits.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin to the corpse flower and slowly placed the coffin on top of the corpse flower.
Seeing that the corpse was about to swallow the coffin, Uncle Zhang thought that it was finally a foregone conclusion, but suddenly he saw golden light shining from Zhang Chunqiu's hand.
"Tai Shang Laojun... is as urgent as the law... the world is infinite... the universe borrows the law... the five thunders and the heaven..." Zhang Chunqiu's white hair and robes were flying, and there was still a heroic spirit guarding him. The yellow paper talisman in his hand was golden. Big release.
He was so close to the corpse flower that no one had time to stop him. The moment the golden yellow paper talisman touched the corpse flower, golden thunder and lightning erupted.
The golden thunder and lightning carried a powerful force that was as strong as the sun, and instantly turned the corpse flower into charcoal, turning it into ashes at the first touch.
Uncle Zhang's mouth opened wide, everyone was dumbfounded, and he murmured nervously: "No... no... impossible... how could this happen... no... impossible... we can't die... Can't die..."
Many people in the Zhang family were also a little shocked. They did not expect that Zhang Chunqiu would dare to do this. No one knew that Zhang Chunqiu would do this beforehand.
Zhang Siyou seemed a little relieved. The Five Thunder Talisman left by the Taoist Celestial Master was originally left by him to Zhang Chunqiu to save his life. Zhang Chunqiu used it to destroy the corpse flower, although he did not tell Zhang Siyou. You feel that this should be Zhang Chunqiu. Although he knows that the Zhang family will not escape disaster, he does not blame him.
"Do you know what you are doing?" came the cold voice of the Goddess of Drought.
"Earth fire, corpse flowers, and living dead are all indispensable. Now that you don't have corpse flowers, it's useless even if you have living dead. I only know that you can't be born." Zhang Chunqiu was still so calm.
"Your impulsiveness will be at the expense of the entire Zhang family." The goddess of drought said again.
"Death? It doesn't matter. What I want to do has been done. Even if everyone in the Zhang family dies, one person will not die. That's enough..." Zhang Chunqiu's white robe swayed, and he exerted force with his hands. Pressing on the coffin, a network of golden light filled the coffin, making it disappear in an instant.
"I'm afraid death will only be a luxury wish for you." Following the voice of the Drought Demon Goddess, the earth fire surged again and enveloped everyone in the Zhang family.
"Let's go, go as far as you can." Although Zhang Siyou knew that running away was useless, it was still better than standing and waiting to die.
Some members of the Zhang family escaped, and some were still hesitating, but they saw the seventh uncle who had committed suicide climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from his head, and flew back quickly, returning while flying. While shouting: "Why are you standing still? Why don't you run away? Only the Zhang family has always caught ghosts. Do you still want to become dead ghosts?"
Everyone was stunned, and then they were overjoyed and fled for their lives with the seventh uncle.
It's a pity that although they escaped quickly, how could they escape an existence like the Goddess of Drought? When they flew in the sky, the earth fire had already enveloped them.
Many children of the Zhang family fell to the ground one after another. Their hair, skin, nails, and pupils were all turning white quickly, and they were all turning into demons.
Zhang Chunqiu did not escape, he knew that he could not escape either. Seeing the Zhang family demonized in pain, Zhang Chunqiu felt a little guilty, but he did not regret his decision.
He did what he wanted to do and saved the people he wanted to save. If the Zhang family can survive alone, and he is a person who is not affected by the devil, that is enough.
"Everyone in the Zhang family will become demons because of what you have done. They will no longer have human feelings. They are neither humans nor ghosts. They eat blood like life and feed on the same kind...for one person, and Do you regret sacrificing everyone now?" Drought Goddess asked coldly.
"Even if you know you are a demon, you still have to do things, so why regret it?" Zhang Chunqiu said calmly.
"Really? Some people may not think so." The goddess of drought seemed to be pointing.
Zhang Chunqiu's expression changed slightly, because he had already seen that Zhang Yuzhi, who was sent away by him using the five ghost transport method, actually came back.
"Yuzhi, don't come here, leave here immediately." Zhang Chunqiu wanted to rush towards Zhang Yuzhi, but his body was too demonized and he fell to the ground instead.
Zhang Yuzhi looked at the Zhang family members who had changed like ghosts one by one. He walked over and said with tears: "Brother, if I continue to live like this, then my whole life will be more painful than death."
"Confused, it's useless for you to come back now. Without the Corpse Flower, Hanba would not be born, and she won't let us go. If you come back, you will die in vain..." Zhang Chunqiu said.
"That's not necessarily the case." The voice of the Drought Demon Goddess was full of mockery, and with her voice, corpse flowers condensed into the flames again.
