"In other words, after I kill Bai Zihua, I can draw three more lotteries, right?" Tang Feng silently breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that after completing Moyan's mission, he would not be able to complete another task.

After all, another task is related to the extraction of Hua Qiangu.

"Yes host, just this once, not for example."

Tang Feng's mind withdrew, he was relieved to have a system, and he didn't expect a next time, after all, shuttling across the border to Hua Qiangu was extremely dangerous, and he didn't want to experience it once.

Tang Feng looked at Bai Zihua, who was distracted, and said lightly: "Bai Zihua, now we can let go of the fight, take out all your skills." ”

Things are now, there is no possibility of easing between him and Bai Zihua, from the time when the other party used Hua Qiangu as a threat in order to let him die, the two of them were already destined to die.

Bai Zihua raised his head and looked at Tang Feng: "If I die at your hands today, I hope you can stop and let go of the righteous path factions, just take it as my dying plead." ”

"Do you know Bai Zihua, this is where you are not as good as me, I can slaughter the common people for the people I care about, and make you submit, and you, for the so-called common people in the world, can give up anyone you care about, is this world not running without you? Without your protection, will they all die? ”

"You think too highly of yourself, when there was no you before, the Six Realms did not exist in the same way? Without your white painting, wouldn't there be another black painting in the world, a purple painting? ”

"Everything is fair, it's just that you're too tired of your own life, and you take yourself too seriously."

Tang Feng pointed to Bai Zi's painting, with contempt.

At the end, he took a deep breath: "Come to war, there is no point in talking about this now." ”

Tang Feng never hoped that he could scold Bai Zihua, after all, this kind of person who has lived too long under the constraints of the rules has already become a puppet of the rules, and it is useless to say more.

"Fight!"

Bai Zihua took a deep breath, although Tang Feng's words had a certain impact on him, but he had adhered to his obsession for so many years, how could it change because of some unnutritious words from Tang Feng.

"Boom!"

The two began to fight, and the violent momentum swept across the East China Sea, and the demons around them retreated again and again, not daring to approach the battle zone between the two, for fear of being shattered by the terrifying might.

Ten minutes later, the violent power dissipated, and Tang Feng walked out with a surging breath.

As for the white painting, it has disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

Everyone present knew that with the grudge between the two sides, it was impossible for Bai Zihua to survive.

Tang Feng silently turned off the prompt in his mind and came to Hua Qiangu's side.

"Shan Chunqiu, I have brought the demon god out, and our transaction is over." Tang Feng glanced at the half-dead Shan Chunqiu next to him, and his eyes fell on Dongfang Yuqing again: "I hope you haven't forgotten what I told you in the ruins." ”

"Uh." Dongfang Yuqing was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "You mean to hand over the demon god to me for protection?" ”

"It's good to know what you know." Tang Feng glanced at him, soared into the sky with a thousand bones, and disappeared above the East China Sea in an instant.

"I..." Dongfang Yuqing only felt that his scalp was numb, looking at the demons around him looking at him with green eyes, he now wanted to die, why did he take such a hot potato!

"Dongfang Yuqing, leave the demon god!" Shan Chunqiu struggled to stand up, his face extremely hideous.

Shan Chunqiu didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Tang Feng, that was because Tang Feng did complete their deal as promised, but for Dongfang Yuqing, he was not so polite.

"Okay, stand down, Tang Feng does this, naturally he has a reason." Kill Qianmo came back to his senses and stopped the demons who wanted to pounce.

"Holy Monarch, that's a demon god." Shan Chunqiu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Demon God? Are you sure he's a demon god? How did Ben Sage find out that he was a mortal? Killing Qianmo glanced at Nan Xianyue in Dongfang Yuqing's hand.

"You mean, the power of the desolation in the demon god's body was taken away by Tang Feng?" Shan Chunqiu was not stupid, and instantly understood the meaning of the words "Kill Qianmo".

"Otherwise, why did he go to all the trouble to gather the artifact? Is it fun? Kill Qianmo said disdainfully.

"I'm Nima..."

Shan Chunqiu's heart was full of ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping by, and it wasn't until he listened to Kill Qianmo's explanation that he realized how stupid he was, and he just wanted to release the demon god, but he didn't expect to be put on it by Tang Feng again.

After all, he had been deceived by Tang Feng many times, but every time he had nowhere to reason, because Tang Feng had indeed completed the transaction between them as promised.

"Let's go, go back to the Seven Killings Palace."

Killing Qianmo waved his hand a little excitedly, and he felt a wave of loneliness growing.

In the past, there was a white painting, and he didn't feel anything, and he could go to find trouble with the white painting if he had nothing to do, but now that the white painting is dead, his opponent is gone, how can he not feel lonely?

Shan Chunqiu was unwilling, looked at Nan Xianyue next to Dongfang Yuqing, and finally had to grit his teeth and leave with Kill Qianmo.

A mortal is really of little use to the Seven Killings Palace.

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Long stay.

Tang Feng came strongly with Hua Qiangu in his arms.

At this moment, the long-staying high-level leaders are basically dead, and the three statues, the nine pavilion elders, are all lost in the East China Sea.

In the face of Tang Feng's arrival, no one could resist it.

In the end, Tang Feng ransacked the Changliu Scripture Pavilion and removed all the secret law books.

Fortunately, Tang Feng didn't go on a killing spree, but just ransacked it.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Feng relied on his fast speed, and ran through the top ten sects of the righteous path in a row, packing up all their cultivation classics and taking them away.

Some sects that didn't resist, he just ransacked the cultivation classics and left, and as for some sects that resisted, he didn't have a soft heart, he killed when he should kill, and destroyed when he should be destroyed.

It wasn't until the end that there was really not much time left, and Tang Feng stopped and prepared to start the lottery.

This time he completed two missions and won six draws.

Tang Feng first used the three draws drawn by Bai Zihua, and finally won two spells and Hua Qiangu.

Taking away Hua Qiangu is Tang Feng's obsession, maybe the system is embarrassed to do something about it, so he let him draw Hua Qiangu.

As for the two spells painted by Bai Zi, Tang Feng didn't care too much, after all, he had robbed the thousands of cultivation methods of the righteous path, what kind of spell didn't have it, what he cared about most was to draw a thousand bones.

When it was Mo Yan's turn to draw the three lotteries, Tang Feng was not in a hurry, and now it was time to leave, so he was talking about leaving first, and those three lotteries, he planned to use them to try the system lottery.

(End of chapter)