"Human, don't go too far!" Xiangliu roared with his seventeen eyes closed.
There were originally eighteen, but Changping shot and blinded one.
Although Xiangliu is a legendary monster, its eyes are very fragile and can be damaged even by silver weapons.
Changping aimed at Xiangliu's eyes and shot, and the bullet hit his eyelids, sparks flying.
"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, idiot!"
Xiangliu was so angry that his fangs were almost broken.
"If you have the guts, come and fight me in the water, I'll spit you to death!"
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It used to be the strongest spirit god of the monster clan. 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 to fight me on the shore, I will slap you into a spicy strip, and you can eat it!" 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 are still a demon clan spirit god, bullshit!"
I'm starving! I'm starving! I'm going to starve to death if I don't eat!
"How do you know I'm a demon clan spirit god?" Xiang Liu opened his eyes in surprise.
"Bang!"
Chang Ping seized the opportunity and blew up one of Xiang Liu's eyes again.
"Ah! Bastard! What did I do to you with my head? Why are you just aiming at it?"
Both eyes were blown out, and Xiang Liu's head was like a wilted seedling. His long neck quickly drooped down and plunged into the dark pool.
Every failure is a lesson. No matter what Chang Ping said, Xiang Liu would not open the remaining sixteen eyes.
"Not only do I know that you are the spirit god of the demon clan, 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! To be honest, I am a man of my words!"
"Fuck you!" Xiangliu lowered his eight heads, only raised the head in the middle, and then slowly sank into the pool.
Its scales were pitch black, and the pool water was also black. After Xiangliu sank, it seemed to merge with the pool water, making it difficult to figure out its location.
"What the hell?! How dare you despise me? Wait!"
Chang Ping called out the exchange store and exchanged a barrel of gasoline.
The large iron barrel, more than half a person's height, contained 200 liters of gasoline, which only required 100 strength points to exchange.
"Hey, Latiao, let me ask you again, are you going to give me the godhood?" Chang Ping put his arms on the large iron barrel, staring at the dark pool and asked loudly.
The godhead 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 spirit god and gain unlimited life.
The water surface was as calm as an inkstone, and the cellar was silent, as if a needle could be heard.
"Okay, I understand. 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 one foot. The gasoline flowed into the pool along the outlet, "gurgling".
The density of gasoline is higher than that under water. They float on the water surface and gradually spread in all directions.
Xiangliu's sense of smell is very sharp, and he soon noticed that the despicable human poured something into the water.
"Idiot!" It snorted in its heart and was very disdainful of this. It is a spirit god, an immortal existence. No matter what he poured, it can't affect it.
What it has to do now is to wait quietly. There is no food or water here. It won't be long before this human will starve to death or be poisoned by the pool water.
It has been sleeping here for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has plenty of patience to waste with this human. On the shore, Chang Ping picked up the iron bucket, opened it downward, 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 soil and threw it into the pool.
With a "bang", the flames jumped up and began to spread in all directions.
"Fuck!"
Xiangliu lay motionless at the bottom of the pool like an old turtle. When he saw the fire, he lost his composure and jumped out of the water.
He was most afraid of fire.
"Asshole! What did you do?" Xiangliu opened his bloody mouth and sprayed water madly, trying to put out the flames.
What he 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 caught fire.
Xiangliu didn't care about spraying water, and was busy swinging his eight long necks to desperately slap the flames on its back.
"How is it? Are you comfortable? Can I give you some 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 go into the water. Cao Cao was defeated by Zhou Yu in the water!"
Who is Cao Cao? Is he also a spiritual god?
Without time to ask this question, Xiang Liu hurriedly stopped Chang Ping who was carrying the oil barrel and preparing to continue adding oil to the water.
"Wait a minute! Stop! Don't you just want the godhood? I'll give it to you, isn't it okay?"
Xiang Liu raised his blind head, opened his mouth and spit out a blue ball as big as a baby's fist, and then 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!" Xiang Liu pretended to continue to slap the flames, while squinting his snake eyes and staring at Chang Ping. As long as he dared to go into the water, he would spray him with a mouthful of black water to make him die.
Want to steal its godhood? No way!
"Fuck you! Send the Godhead to the shore! I'll count to three. If you don't, I'll add more stuff!" Chang Ping grabbed the lid and pretended to twist it.
Xiang Liu's eyes flashed with ferocity. He didn't expect that this human was not easy to fool.
"Three!" Chang Ping began to twist the lid.
"Fuck! Wait a minute! Aren't we counting from one?" Xiang Liu panicked, and the remaining eight heads quickly sprayed black water from their mouths, rushing the Godhead floating on the water to the shore.
The Godhead passed through the barrier and rolled to Chang Ping's feet.
Chang Ping didn't rush to pick it up, but directly unscrewed the lid and continued to pour gasoline into the water.
"You son of a bitch, you don't keep your word!" Xiang Liu rushed over angrily with the burning flames, and hit 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 smiled contemptuously: "You are all thousand-year-old foxes, what are you playing with me? You dare to say that you didn't do anything to the godhead? Do you really think I'm stupid? The godhead is so important, will you give it to me easily?"
The fact is just as Chang Ping expected. Xiangliu attached a thought to the godhead. Anyone who tries to refine it will be swallowed by this thought and become Xiangliu's puppet.
Seeing that the conspiracy was exposed, Xiangliu didn't pretend anymore and showed his cards directly.
"I did something to the godhead, so what? Do you want this godhead or not?"