Chapter 666： Are you willing?

Touch and die!

Qiu Pu's face was ugly, but he really didn't dare to act rashly - he was quite jealous of Xu Ming's strength.

"I heard that Xu Ming killed the overbearing Taoist of the demon clan..." Qiu Pu muttered to himself, "The overbearing Taoist is not weak, even if I am, I may not be able to kill him... But Xu Ming, but done!"

Qiu Pu's face was gloomy and uncertain: "Also, Xu Ming is not alone now. The mysterious girl with Xu Ming, and the dog, are not to be underestimated!"

Seeing this Erha, Qiu Pu suddenly realized something: "Isn't it just one Erha to kill the Taoist master? - Why does Xu Ming also carry an Erha by his side? Isn't it a coincidence? Could it be..."

Qiu Pu's face was horrified: "Could it be that... Xu Ming did not kill the Tyrant Dao Master, but subdued it? - And this strange Erha in front of him was the transformation of the Tyrant Dao Master?"

Qiu Pu suddenly discovered - this possibility is very high!

and…

You know, "subduing" is much harder than "killing"!

"If Xu Ming really subdues the overbearing Taoist..."

Qiu Pu could no longer imagine how strong Xu Ming was.

However, seeing the desert flame gold all over the ground, Qiu Pu's eyes were fiery: "Nearly one million pieces of desert flame gold... Even if I only get 10% of it, it's an extremely terrifying wealth!"

Wealth is moving!

Qiu Pu hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Xu Ming, do you want to eat alone?"

"Eating alone?" Xu Ming sneered, "I eat my meal, it's none of your business!"

Qiu Pu stretched out a finger: "I'm not greedy, I only need 10% of the desert flames!"

"One percent?" Xu Ming sneered.

"Yes!" Qiu Pu nodded.

"Haha, one percent..." Xu Ming's laughter became colder and colder, "Go dream it! Don't say one percent, I won't give you a piece! - Erha, see you off!"

"Wow, wang, wang!" Erha immediately rushed in front of Qiu Pu, barking wildly.

The aura emanating from it made Qiu Pu feel palpitations.

"The strength of this dog seems to be stronger than that of Tyrant Killing Daoist..." Qiu Pu couldn't help frowning, "Could it be that I guessed wrong? It is not Tyrant Killing?"

However, being stared at by Erha so "tiger", Qiu Pu really didn't dare to go forward.

As for Xu Ming, he no longer continued to pay attention to Qiu Pu, but controlled his mental power on his own, condensed into countless illusory arms, and quickly collected the surrounding desert flames.

call out! call out! call out! call out! …

Thousands of pieces of desert flame gold flew towards Xu Ming from all directions.

Qiu Pu saw that the desert flame gold on the ground continued to decrease, but he couldn't get any of it, so he couldn't help being angry and anxious.

"Xu Ming!" Qiu Pu gritted his teeth and said, "Very good... You are ruthless! - I remember it!"

After letting go of a harsh sentence, Qiu Pu turned around and left.

"Humph!" Xu Ming just hummed disdainfully, "It's just a clown jumping on the beam!"

Xu Ming didn't care about such a jumping clown at all.

What Xu Ming was more concerned about was how many pieces of Desert Flame Gold would be.

The speed of Xu Ming's "picking up money" is undoubtedly extremely fast!

In a short time, he put all the desert flame gold into the world ring; and folded it squarely and neatly for counting.

"Nine hundred and ninety-five thousand pieces of desert flame gold!"

With so much desert flame gold, if it is converted into a hanging point, it will be enough for Xu Ming to be at the Taoist master level, so he will not have to worry about hanging up!

but…

Xu Ming was not in a hurry to make a hanging point.

These desert flame gold, he still has other "magic uses".

"Great harvest!"

Xu Ming simply felt refreshed.

"Yin, how do we distribute these desert flames?" Xu Ming said.

"I don't need it!" Yin Ran said directly.

Of course, Yin Ran doesn't despise the trash like Damo Yanjin. After all, the bricks used to build the walls of her house are many times more valuable than Damo Yanjin!

"Erha?" Xu Ming looked at Erha again.

Erha is also very generous: "I don't need this thing, you can put it away first! - However, if there are treasures I need in the future, you have to find a way to help me get them!"

"Yes!" Xu Ming was very cheerful.

After getting along with Erha for a while, Xu Ming found out that this dog is quite loyal! -At least, more loyal than most people.

Therefore, Xu Ming and Yin Ran did not treat Erha as a soul slave, but more like a friend.

"There is too much movement here, and it may attract more powers!" Xu Ming said, "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's leave here first!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Yin Ran and Erha both said.

Immediately, the three of them turned into three streams of light and left at an extreme speed.

Sure enough, after a while, more than a dozen tyrannical auras came from all directions and descended here.

These tyrannical auras include the power of demons, the power of blood, and the power of humans and monsters.

A great demon with black secret lines all over his body felt the fluctuations in the surrounding space and said, "There should have been a large vortex of breathing, and there was also a fierce battle... However, the two sides of the battle should have been fighting. Already gone!"

The blood-boiling blood race almighty also said: "I don't know what treasure was born... Forget it, since the treasure has no relationship with me, I can't force it!"

More than a dozen great experts sighed with emotion, and then dispersed.

…

At this time, under a certain sand dune in the Yellow Spring Desert.

Daoist Qiu Pu hides here, with a grim face: "Damn... Damn..."

"With so much desert flame gold, Xu Ming didn't even give me a piece of it!"

However, Qiu Pu didn't even think about it - what does Xu Ming have to do with the treasure he got after fighting hard to kill the demon clan?

Why don't you give it to him?

Suppose, if Qiu Pu is allowed to compete with Qinglong Wuchong, Qi Niu Daozhu, etc. for treasures, then Qiu Pu will still not get a piece!

It's just that Qiu Pu, who is selfish, doesn't think so.

"hateful!"

Qiu Pu became angrier the more he thought about it.

Suddenly, a bewitching voice resounded in Qiu Pu's mind again: "I told you long ago that the human race is not benevolent... With your talent, you could have been better cultivated, and it is not difficult to become a demigod; however, the human race is unwilling to do so. Give you enough resources to keep you trapped in the Taoist master, unable to break through..."

In Qiu Pu's eyes, some confusion flashed, and he seemed a little bewitched I might as well tell you..." The bewitched voice continued, "In another 100,000 years, if you still can't break through to a demigod, I estimate that your potential and vigor will be exhausted... In the future, unless there is a great chance against the sky, I am afraid that you will never be able to break through the demigod! When the 10 million-year lifespan comes, I am afraid it will be the time when you die - are you willing? "

Are you willing?

How can you be willing!

Who doesn't want to be a demigod with a life span of 30 million years? Even, if you become a god, you will live forever!

"I..." Qiu Pu's eyes gradually became firm and ruthless.

"I can not be reconciled!"

"The rise and fall of the human race has nothing to do with me!"

"I only hope that I can become a **** and live forever!"

"Since the ethnic group is not benevolent and doesn't give me a chance... Then, I will fight for my own chance!"