"Human, don't go too far!" Xiangliu roared with his seventeen eyes closed.
There were originally eighteen of them, but one was shot and blinded by Chang Ping.
Although Xiangliu is a legendary monster, its eyes are very fragile and can be damaged even by silver weapons.
Chang Ping aimed at Xiangliu's eyes and shot. The bullet hit his eyelid and sparks flew.
"I went too far? You monsters have slaughtered all of us humans, and you still have the nerve to say I went too far? I went too far, so what? Come out and bite me if you have the guts, you idiot!"
Xiangliu was so angry that his fangs were almost broken.
"If you dare, come and fight me in the water, I'll spit at you to death!"
A lean camel is bigger than a horse. It was once the strongest spirit god of the demon race. Even if its cultivation is only one tenth of what it is now, it can still kill a mortal in seconds. The problem is how to trick this little idiot into the water.
"If you dare, come to the shore and fight me. I'll slap you into a spicy stick and eat you!" After saying that, Chang Ping wiped his saliva with his sleeve, "You bastard, you have the ability to open your eyes. What's the point of closing your eyes? You're still a demon spirit god, bullshit!"
I'm starving! I'm starving! If I don't eat, I'll starve to death!
"How do you know that I am the spirit god of the demon race?" Xiangliu opened his eyes in surprise.
"Bang!"
Chang Ping seized the opportunity and blew out Xiangliu's eye again.
"Ah! You bastard! Did my head provoke you? Why are you just aiming at it?"
Both of his eyes popped out, and Xiangliu's head was like a wilted seedling. His long neck quickly drooped down and plunged into the inky black water.
Every failure makes one wiser. No matter what Chang Ping said, Xiangliu refused to open the remaining sixteen eyes.
"Not only do I know that you are the demon spirit god, but I also know that you have mastered the laws of water and poison. How about we make a deal? If you give me the water godhood, I will let you go! Seriously, I am a man of my words!"
"Fuck you!" Xiangliu lowered eight heads, only raised the one in the middle, and then slowly sank into the pool.
Its scales were pitch black, and the water was also black. After Xiangliu sank, it seemed to merge with the water, making it impossible to tell where it was.
"What the hell? How dare you look down on me? Just wait!"
Chang Ping called out to the exchange shop and exchanged a barrel of gasoline.
There is a large iron barrel more than half a person's height, which contains 200 liters of gasoline and can be exchanged for only 100 strength points.
"Hey, Latiao, I'm asking you again, will you give me the godhood?" Chang Ping put his arms on the big iron barrel, staring at the dark pool of water and asked loudly.
The divine nature can greatly speed up the cultivation of soul power, making it easier for people to comprehend the power of laws, and then become the supreme spiritual god and gain unlimited life.
The surface of the water was as calm as an inkstone, and the cellar was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"Okay, I get it. Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
Chang Ping unscrewed the lid of the big iron barrel and kicked it down with his foot. The gasoline flowed out of the outlet, "gurgling" into the pool of water.
The density of gasoline is higher than that of water. It floats on the water surface and gradually spreads in all directions.
Xiangliu had a very keen sense of smell and he quickly realized that the despicable human had poured something into the water.
"Idiot!" It snorted in its heart, disdainful of this. It was a spirit god, an immortal being, no matter what he poured, it could not affect it.
All it has to do now is wait quietly. There is no food or water here. It won't be long before this human starves to death or is poisoned by the lake water.
It has been sleeping here for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has plenty of patience to waste time with this human.
On the shore, Chang Ping picked up the iron barrel, opened it downwards, shook it twice, and poured out all the remaining gasoline inside.
"You forced me to do this!" After doing all this, Chang Ping pulled out the torch stuck in the mud and threw it into the pool.
With a loud "boom", the flames suddenly jumped up and began to spread in all directions.
"Fuck!"
Xiangliu was lying at the bottom of the pond, motionless like an old turtle. When he saw the fire, he instantly lost his composure and jumped out of the water.
It is most afraid of fire.
"Bastard! What did you do?" Xiangliu opened his bloody mouth and sprayed water madly in an attempt to extinguish the flames.
What it never expected was that these were not ordinary flames. Even if they were extinguished, they would soon burn again.
As it burned, even its body started to catch fire.
Xiangliu was no longer bothered to spray water, and was busy swinging its eight long necks to beat the flames on its back.
"How is it? Are you comfortable? Can I give you something more?" Chang Ping asked with an evil smile. He snapped his fingers and exchanged for another large barrel of gasoline. "Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you're in the water. Cao Cao was defeated by Zhou Yu in the water!"
Who is Cao Cao? Is he also a spirit?
Without having time to ask this question, Xiangliu hurriedly stopped Chang Ping who was carrying the oil barrel and preparing to continue adding oil to the water.
"Wait! Stop it! Don't you just want the godhood? I'll give it to you, isn't that enough?"
Xiangliu raised his blind head, opened his mouth and spit out a blue ball as big as a baby's fist, then he began to decay from head to neck, and finally disappeared completely.
The blue ball fell into the water with a "plop", far away from the shore.
"Come and get it yourself!" Xiangliu pretended to continue beating the flames while squinting his snake eyes and staring at Chang Ping. If he dared to go into the water, he would be sprayed with a mouthful of black water and no trace of his body would be left.
Want to steal its godhood? No way!
"Fuck you! Bring the divinity to the shore! I'll count to three. If you don't, I'll add more ingredients!" Chang Ping grabbed the lid and pretended to twist it.
Xiangliu's eyes flashed with ferocity. He didn't expect that this human being was so difficult to fool.
"Three!" Chang Ping started to screw the lid.
"Shit! Wait a minute! Aren't we counting from one?" Xiangliu panicked, and the remaining eight heads quickly sprayed black water jets from their mouths, pushing the godhead floating on the water toward the shore.
The divine nature passed through the barrier and rolled to Chang Ping's feet.
Chang Ping was not in a hurry to pick it up, but directly unscrewed the lid and continued to pour gasoline into the water.
"You bastard, you don't keep your word!" Xiangliu rushed over angrily in the burning flames, and crashed into the sealing barrier with a "bang".
Chang Ping looked up at the eight-headed demon beasts baring their fangs and claws on the other side of the barrier and laughed contemptuously: "You are all thousand-year-old foxes, what are you playing with me? Do you dare to say that you didn't do anything with the godhood? Do you really think I'm stupid? The godhood is so important, will you give it to me easily?"
The fact is just as Chang Ping expected. Xiangliu attached a thought to the divine nature. Anyone who tries to refine it will be swallowed by this thought and become Xiangliu's puppet.
Seeing that his conspiracy was exposed, Xiangliu stopped pretending and went straight to the point.
"I did something to the Godhead, so what? Do you want this Godhead or not?"
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