"I''ll kill you even if it costs a lot." the God of scourge roared.


    The whole seems to be desperate. Now it''s purely a life-threatening game. In the face of such a situation, Yang Hongwu also has a headache.


    "Invincible." Yang Hongwu secretly said in his heart. It would be foolish to fight against him like this at this time. At this time, if you work hard with him, you can''t resist it at all. Even if you can kill each other, the consumption is too huge. It can be said that some gains outweigh the losses.


    Therefore, Yang Hongwu wants to avoid the war. After the strong period of the scourge of God, he can''t burn mana for a long time. Once his mana consumption is too large, it''s his chance.


    "Touch!"


    The attack of the scourge butcher God was really overbearing and the speed was amazing. At this moment, after burning mana, it was a power explosion.


    A loud noise, this blow, instantly burst a house. Yang Hongwu was caught off guard and was hit to fly. This blow hurt him.


    "Little beast, it''s time for your death. I must kill you today." seeing Yang Hongwu injured, the God of scourge Tu seemed to be greatly encouraged, and became more crazy. He rushed to Yang Hongwu in an instant.


    When Yang Hongwu saw the other party rushing, he dodged and disappeared in place.


    Then with a wave of hand, a defense appeared in front of him.


    This time, he blocked another attack by the scourge butcher God and could kill Yang Hongwu. However, such an array appeared again, which blocked his attack and could not kill Yang Hongwu, which made the scourge butcher God very oppressed and depressed.


    The attacks again and again were dissolved again and again. The face of God damned butcher became more and more ugly. There was no way to kill the other party.


    "You can''t kill me, now it''s my turn!" Yang Hongwu looked at the scourge butcher. He had almost consumed it. At the moment, it was his chance to wait for a long time. The scourge Butcher at the moment was too much. At this time, the power of using the scourge spear was far from what it had been before.


    Yang Hongwu himself took several pills, and the power of swallowing the oven made his consumption very small, or even no consumption at all, and he was at the peak.


    "Heaven and earth are imprisoned! Trapped!"


    With a light drink, Yang Hongwu''s hands burst into a strong light, which turned into a huge prison and trapped the scourge butcher God in an instant, making him unable to move at all.


    "Damn it, open it, open it!" the scourge butcher was extremely angry and madly attacked this prison to break it, but everything was in vain. He couldn''t do it at all. The power of this prison seemed to be a prison that couldn''t be broken at all and trapped it in it. It seemed that there was only a dead end waiting for him.


    There is no way to live.


    "What''s the secret method?" at this moment, the scourge butcher God has felt the threat of death, the real death, which frightened him. The original crazy killing intention also began to subside, replaced by endless panic.


    "It''s a secret method that can kill you." after Yang Hongwu trapped him, the swallowing oven broke out, and the power of creation was integrated into it. What''s more terrible is that the endless red lotus fire turned into a terrible fire dragon and flew towards the God of damnation and slaughter.


    Trapped in the prison of heaven and earth, the scourge butcher God had no room for resistance and had to defend passively.


    In the face of Yang Hongwu''s terrible means, God damned Tu Shen. He regretted why he wanted to provoke the boy.


    "Boy, let me go." although he regretted it, he would not show it on his face. At this time, he struggled to resist Yang Hongwu''s attack. Looking at Yang Hongwu, his eyes twinkled with a violent light. If his eyes could kill, Yang Hongwu might be dead at the moment.


    In fact, Yang Hongwu didn''t expect to be able to trap the scourge butcher God. After all, there was a scourge spear that day. It was a fluke to be able to trap him in this prison. If he didn''t lose his mind and be so crazy, he wouldn''t have a chance at all.


    "I said, it''s impossible. If you surrender and hand over the spear of the scourge, I can spare you from death." Yang Hongwu said.


    At this time, although the scourge spear was trapped by Yang Hongwu, he could not directly capture the scourge spear. He could only trap the scourge spear in the prison together with the scourge butcher God, and constantly devour the oven, the power of creation and the powerful karma fire, burning constantly, consuming the scourge butcher God and the scourge spear that day.


    If he persists in this way, Yang Hongwu may still kill the scourge butcher God and seize the scourge spear. However, it will take too much time and will not be able to do it in a moment and a half.


    What Yang Hongwu lacks is time, but he doesn''t want to delay too long. If God didn''t punish Tu God, Yang Hongwu has returned to the divine domain at the moment.


    At this time, Yang Hongwu can actually give up the scourge of heaven and kill God, no longer pay attention to him, directly leave Heisha Town, go to Tieshan city to refine the plane boat, and then return to the divine domain. However, now it has reached such a point. If he gives up in this way, Yang Hongwu is not very willing.


    Try to capture the scourge spear anyway.


    "Little fellow, let him go." at this time, a voice came. Yang Hongwu was naturally familiar with it. It was no one else but the voice of stopping the war.


    This surprised Yang Hongwu. I don''t know why he punished the butcher God that day. Is there anything else? Zhige wants to let him go?


    "Senior, is it you?" Yang Hongwu said.


    "It''s me. Give me a face and let God punish the butcher. Can you?" the voice of stopping the war sounded in Yang Hongwu''s spiritual knowledge of the sea.


    "Why?" Yang Hongwu said, "he wants to kill me. Elder asked me to let him go like this?"


    Of course, Yang Hongwu is unwilling. What''s the joke? People want to kill themselves, but now they want to let themselves pass each other so easily. This is impossible, and it''s not Yang Hongwu''s work style.


    "Elder, give me a reason to let him go?"


    "He is the only descendant of a friend of mine." Zhige sighed. "If you let him go, I can compensate you."


    In the tone of Zhige, there was helplessness.


    To Yang Hongwu''s ears, it seems that stopping the war has something to do with the God of heaven''s scourge. As for what it is, Yang Hongwu is not interested in knowing. After all, it''s his private affair.


    "Let him go, but I want the spear of punishment that day." Yang Hongwu said.


    "It''s impossible. Even if I give you the scourge spear, you can''t refine it," Zhige said.