Although he had lost his points, Li Shaoyang still did not give up.

He asked again: "Xiaoli, do I still have the permission to draw?"

The Immortal Gate system continued to hit critically and replied: "No!"

"Master of the poor ghost, do you want a loan? What kind of usury?"

Li Shaoyang rolled his eyes and ignored the conspiracy that the Immortal Sect system tried to trap.

His eyes rolled, and he first glanced at himself, and then his eyes began to look around.

He thought to himself: "The Shadow Demon Stone on me can be exchanged for 10 million points, and the other mixed things should be millions, but it is still a lot worse than being able to fight for it."

Buzz!

Subconsciously, his eyes fell on the powerful goddess beside him.

As a great Lord of the Red Flame Demon who has been home for tens of thousands of years, according to common sense, he should be very rich.

At this time, it is reasonable to let Goddess of Power contribute some "wealth" to it.

What?

You said you're a soft meal?

In addition to the titles of Red Flame Demon's First Poison Eater and the Shameless Red Flame Demon in History, Li Shaoyang also has the title of Red Flame Demon's First Soft Rice King. He is eating this bowl of rice, which can be said to be stress-free.

"It's great."

“Huh?”

As soon as Li Shaoyang's voice came out, the powerful goddess seemed to have guessed something. She first shivered by the stingy sound, and then she did not hesitate to click on an inconspicuous imprint on her chest.

Then, with a "boom", a lot of things fell out of thin air.

It is worthy of being a great lord-level existence. Various abyss treasures that surged out in an instant filled a large area around it.
Chapter completed!