Qin Yue cursed in a low voice and rolled hard to the ground, dodging Zhang Qingyuan's attack.

"Die, die, die..............."

Zhang Qingyuan's body changed again, his nails became longer and longer, and they became extremely sharp.

Spikes sprouted from his exposed skin, like hedgehogs..................

"It's disgusting!" Qin Yue frowned and hurriedly stepped back.

He sat down cross-legged and threw the artifact from his backpack to the ground.

The system poured cold water on him mercilessly, "Your Dao line is too low, you are not his opponent at all!" ”

"Then what do you think I should do, I can't wait for death, right?" Qin Yue said speechlessly.

He had never heard of a demon cultivator before, so how did he know how to deal with it.

"Friendly reminder, you still have one more chance to draw." System Channel.

"How am I in the mood for a lottery now? That's not right, last time you could draw seventeen points, and now you still have one hundred and two points, why is there only one chance to draw? ”

Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan was still demonized, Qin Yue was anxious, but when he heard the system say about the lottery, he couldn't help but protest.

I thought that the system would give a reasonable explanation, but the scoundrel said, "Last time was last time, this time is this time." ”

Qin Yue was stunned for a moment and asked, "You mean that you were in a good mood last time?" ”

The system snorted arrogantly, and Qin Yue vomited blood, "I earn points by myself, and it depends on your mood to draw a prize, can you not be so pitiful?" ”

"Stupid! The more points you have, the bigger the prizes you draw, do you draw or not? "The system is not patient.

Qin Yue was about to say that he didn't have time to smoke, but thinking of the performance of the system when he was trapped in the illusion, he seemed to understand something, and blurted out: "Pump!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an interface appeared in his mind, this time it was not a turntable, nor was the prize directly marked, but a nine-square grid, each grid had a golden egg, and a golden hammer floated on it.

"Knock on the golden egg!" Qin Yue muttered a sentence and held the golden hammer with his consciousness.

He raised the golden hammer and hesitated to knock which golden egg, and the system suddenly said in a weird way, "He's coming to bite you!" ”

"Mom!" Qin Yue looked up and saw that Zhang Qingyuan's face was full of blue muscles, his bloodshot eyes were violently opened, and he pounced with his hands with the beast's mouth open.

Qin Yue panicked, and the golden hammer came out of his hand, falling straight on the nine-square grid, hitting the ground and hitting one of the golden eggs.

The golden egg shattered in an instant, bursting out with a dazzling burst of golden light, which had a terrifying power out of thin air, and actually flew the demonized Zhang Qingyuan out.

"Damn, this is amazing!" Qin Yue's eyes lit up, staring at the golden light that had not dispersed for a long time.

After the golden light dissipated, a drum depicting gossip and only the size of an adult's palm appeared in front of Qin Yue's eyes.

System: "Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the Demon Drum! ”

Qin Yue immediately clicked on the information of the town demon drum.

Demon Suppression Drum: It can deter ten thousand demons, weaken demon power, and affect the yang soul in the body.

I really wanted to come to something, seeing the effect of the demon suppression drum, Qin Yue jumped up happily, "Not bad!" Just enough to deal with Zhang Qingyuan. ”

Even the system said: "Good luck." ”

"Damn! What is that? Zhang Qingyuan got up from the ground and stared at the demon suppression drum in Qin Yue's hand with a hideous face.

"Your nemesis!" Qin Yue was in a good mood and quickly read how to use the demon drum.

"Stinky boy, do you think you can cure me with a broken drum?" Zhang Qingyuan took out a black order flag with a skeleton painted on it and planted it on the ground.

A strange spell slowly rose from his mouth, and the temperature in the air quickly dropped.

Dark, eerie, and cold atmospheres filled the surroundings.

Zhang Qingyuan's distorted face revealed terrifying madness, and black mist emerged from his body, and these black mist transformed into long hands and grabbed Qin Yue.

Qin Yue hooked his lips and smiled, raised the demon suppression drum with one hand, and beat it violently with the other hand.

At the same time, he said in his mouth, "The Taishang is lifed, suppressing the spirit and evil, protecting the Dharma Master, and the ten thousand demons are terrified, and the edict is issued!" ”

As the word 'edict' fell, the Demon Suppression Drum poured out a powerful and invisible force, shattering the mist-transformed hand in an instant.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Qingyuan was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief.