"Do you want to watch the Zhang family die?" said the voice of the Drought Goddess again.

"Twenty years. Zhang Chunqiu's voice was still as firm as iron: "Every time someone dies in the Zhang family, there will be ten more years, and what you take from the Zhang family must be returned." ”

"You have ten seconds left. The Drought Goddess's voice drifted in indifference again.

Time passed second by second, but Zhang Chunqiu was unmoved, his palm was already pressed on the coffin, and he calmly said to himself: "Little sister, brother will take you on the road together." ”

Seeing that Zhang Chunqiu's whole person was about to be demonized, he was already ready to destroy the coffin, but the ground fire around him suddenly converged, and although the symptoms of the Zhang family's demonization did not recover, they did not continue to worsen.

"Twenty years, I'm ready. "The Drought Heavenly Maiden finally gave in, just like Zhang Chunqiu said, if she had the ability to take Zhang Yuzhi away directly, she would not have negotiated conditions with the Zhang family.

It is easy to kill Zhang Yuzhi, but if you want to merge with her, you need Zhang Yuzhi to voluntarily cooperate with her, if you really kill all the Zhang family, Zhang Yuzhi will never be able to voluntarily merge with her again.

"Then make an oath to heaven and earth. Zhang Chunqiu is still so calm, and he does not have the joy of escaping death.

"Do you really want to die?" said the Drought Lady coldly.

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

"In the name of my drought, I swear that I am willing to make a contract with this human race for twenty years, and if I break this oath, heaven and earth will hate it. After all, he couldn't resist the temptation to get out of trouble, and made a vow.

"Little sister, don't blame my brother, my brother can't help it. After listening to the oath of the Drought Goddess, Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin and walked towards the corpse flower.

The corpse flower was snow-white and crystalline, and it looked a little dirty, but it exuded a strange atmosphere, which made people look at it coldly.

Uncle Zhang's family finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, although the process was very thrilling, but the Zhang family was finally saved, and he was able to contract with an existence like Drought for twenty years, and the Zhang family's take-off was just around the corner.

In the future, it may even be possible to become a real master of the earth, and not just one of the six hero families.

At this time, Uncle Zhang 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 put the coffin on top of the corpse flower.

Seeing that the corpse was about to devour the coffin, the uncle of the Zhang family thought that it was finally a foregone conclusion, but suddenly saw Zhang Chunqiu shining with golden light in one hand.

"Taishang Laojun...... Haste as a law...... Heaven and Earth are endless...... Qiankun borrowing method...... Five Thunder Tiangang ...... "Zhang Chunqiu's white hair and robe are flying, and there are still heroic spirits guarding him, and the yellow paper talisman in his hand is full of golden light.

He was so close to the corpse flower that no one had time to stop it, and the golden yellow paper talisman burst into golden thunder and lightning the moment it touched the corpse flower that was close at hand.

The golden thunder and lightning carried a kind of supreme and yang power, and instantly struck the corpse flower into charcoal, and turned into flying ashes at the touch of it.

Uncle Zhang's mouth opened wide, everyone was stupid, and muttered nervously: "No...... No...... No way...... How so...... No...... Impossible...... We can't die...... Can't die ......"

Many people in the Zhang family were also a little stunned, they didn't expect that Zhang Chunqiu would dare to do this, and no one knew that Zhang Chunqiu would do this beforehand.

Zhang Siwei seemed to be a little relieved, the Heavenly Master Five Thunder Talisman left by the Ancestor Heavenly 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 inform Zhang Siwu, Zhang Siwu felt that this should be Zhang Chunqiu, although he knew that in this way, the Zhang family could not escape the catastrophe, but he did not blame him.

"Do you know what you're doing?" came the voice of the Drought Goddess.

"The earth fire, the corpse peanut, the living dead, all three are indispensable, now you don't have the corpse flower, even if you have the living dead, it's useless, I only know, you can't be born. Zhang Chunqiu is still so calm.

"Your impulsiveness will come at the expense of the entire Zhang family. The Drought Lady said again.

"Death? It doesn't matter, everything 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 agitated, and his hands pressed on the coffin violently, and the golden light like a net covered the coffin, making the coffin disappear in an instant.

"I'm afraid death will only be a luxury for you. With the voice of the Drought Goddess, the earth fire swelled again, enveloping the people of the Zhang family.

"Let's go, go as far as you can. Although Zhang Siwei knew that it was useless to escape, it was better than standing and waiting for death.

Some of the members of the Zhang family fled, and some were still hesitating, but they saw that the seventh uncle who had killed himself got up from the ground, wiped a handful of blood from the top of his head, and flew back quickly, shouting as he flew: "What are you doing here?" Don't run fast, only the Zhang family has always been the only one to catch ghosts, do you still want to become dead ghosts?"

Everyone was overjoyed, and then they were overjoyed and fled with the seventh uncle.

It's a pity that although they escaped quickly, how could they quickly pass the existence of the Drought Heavenly Maiden, and when they flew in the sky, the earth fire had already shrouded them.

Many of the children of the Zhang family fell to the ground one after another, and their hair, skin, nails, and pupils were rapidly turning white, and they were all demonized.

Zhang Chunqiu didn't run away, he knew that he couldn't escape either, looking at the painful and demonized Zhang family, Zhang Chunqiu felt a little guilty in his heart, but he didn't regret his decision.

He did what he wanted to do and saved the people he wanted to save, and the Zhang family was able to live alone, and he was also a person who was not affected by demons, and that was enough.

"All the people in the Zhang family will become demons because of what you have done, they will no longer have human feelings, they are not human beings, they are not ghosts, they eat blood like their lives, and they feed on their own kind...... Do you regret sacrificing everyone for the sake of one person?" asked the Drought Lady grimly.

"Even if you know that you are a demon, you have to do something, so why regret it?" Zhang Chunqiu said calmly.

"Yes? Some people don't think so. "The Drought Lady seems to have a point.

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

"Yuzhi, don't come here, get out of here immediately. Zhang Chunqiu wanted to rush towards Zhang Yuzhi, but his body was already too demonized, and he fell to the ground instead.

Zhang Yuzhi looked at the Zhang family who had become like ghosts, and said with tears in his eyes as he walked over: "Brother, if I live like this, then my life will be more painful than death." ”

"Confused, even if you come back now, it's useless, without the corpse flower, the drought can't be born, she won't let us go, and if you come back, you will ......die for nothing," Zhang Chunqiu said.

"Not necessarily. The voice of the Drought Celestial Maiden was full of mockery, and with her voice, in the flames, the corpse flower was condensed again.