There is liquid lava under the sea of ​​fire. Shiquan Xingjun's upper body is soaked in the sea of ​​fire, constantly rubbing and collide with the lava. Almost every breath, large pieces of muscles fall off from their bodies and turn into ashes.

In a moment, Shiquan Xingjun's upper body disappeared without a trace, and only half of the burnt corpse was left in Su Tang's hand. He let out a sigh of relief. After entering the path of cultivation, he gradually got used to using spiritual treasures to fight with divine thoughts. Now he was beaten back to his original form. He felt very uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to endure... After two more, he should be able to go out in three years.

Su Tang returned to the island, and Mazi and six others hurriedly surrounded him. Although Mazi was also a star king and his name was Liusha, he had already lost his spirits in the long-term suffering. He spoke in a flattery: "The Lord is mighty and the disaster is over today, which is a blessing in the world..."

"We are all locked up in this place, so what else can we talk about in the world..." Su Tang shook his head, then paused: "Shiquan Xingjun is dead, so we should set a rule."

The six people were stunned for a moment, exchanged eyes with each other, and the mazi was the first to stand up again and said in a deep voice: "The Lord has any orders, but it doesn't matter. If anyone dares to disobey the order, we will regard him as the most hatred."

"You are usually busy with yours, so don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Su Tang said lightly.

Mazi and six others lowered their heads and listened carefully, and kept motionless.

Su Tang waited for a while, and saw that the other party had no reaction, frowned and said, "Didn't you hear it?"

"Ah?" Mazi raised her head in surprise and looked at Su Tang: "Master, we have heard it, but... have you finished speaking?"

"It's over." Su Tangdao.

The Mazi's expression seemed a little stiff, with a suspicious look in her eyes, and then she slowly said, "That's all?"

"The Lord is kind and kind, it is a great blessing for us." The female cultivator said hurriedly, then poked the slap in her arm.

"..." The pockmark woke up like a dream and said anxiously: "Master, when can we go to the island to rest? How long can we rest every day?"

"It's up to you." Su Tang said: "The island is so big, and there is no shortage of your place to live. But you have to be quieter on the island, do you understand?"

"Dongdongdong..." Mazi and six others were almost crying with joy. When Shiquan Xingjun was there, they thought they were inconvenient and were only allowed to go to the island for three or four hours a day. In comparison, Su Tang was very, very tolerant.

This is related to their life and death. The spiritual veins cannot function as usual, and there is no spiritual energy here. Every practitioner is in the process of chronic death. If they are always immersed in the sea of ​​fire, they will be unable to sustain themselves for at most. If they can stay on the island forever, the process will be extended dozens of times. Living for a long time means having hope.

"Okay, you guys go and do your business." Su Tang said.

Mazi and the other six people also understood Su Tang's nature. As long as they could keep quiet, they would not anger Su Tang. They immediately shut their mouths and scattered around.

At this moment, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power came from the sky. Su Tang was always alert, cursing in his heart, jumping up, floating into the sea of ​​fire, and then sank.

The patrolman was indeed here. He accidentally paid attention to the people on the island. His eyes fell on the place where Su Tang had sunk. After waiting for a while, he shook his head helplessly: "Boy is smart... Humph, I see how long you can hide." After that, the patrolman's figure slowly rose into the sky again.

The next day was to beat the gopher. Su Tang became a gopher. Every time he just came out of the sea of ​​fire, the patrol always appeared and forced him to escape again. This happened several times. After more than half a month, the patrol seemed to give up, and Su Tang finally returned to his peaceful life.

When Mazi and others saw it, they felt very unbearable. After all, Su Tang got rid of Shiquan Xingjun and gave them the qualification to occupy the island. Su Tang took the blame and they were sitting on the benefit of it, so they felt uneasy.

It was the day to allocate food. When the boxes had just fallen from the air, the pockmark was the first to float into the air. When he fell down, he actually held two boxes in his hand.

"Master, are you looking enough?" The mazi laughed and placed both boxes in front of Su Tang.

"Why did you get two?" Su Tang was stunned.

"Master, you could get a box before, and there is one on our island." Na Mazi explained: "Now that Shiquan Xingjun is dead, of course you can get two."

"Oh..." Su Tang pointed, and the reason for the pockmark was quite reasonable. He picked up a box and threw it over: "I want one, you can divide this."

"Thank you, Lord." The mazi was overjoyed, and then ran to the other side with the box in his arms, and the others surrounded him with joy.

In the past, Shiquan Xingjun had to account for more than half of them, and they were left with pitifully few. Now, if you can assign a box of food and pills separately, you will naturally feel extremely excited.

However, before the pockmark began to distribute food and pills, spiritual power fluctuations were faintly heard around him. Then, prisoners appeared one by one. They surrounded this place silently, with their faces looking very unkind.

He knew there would be trouble. Su Tang sighed in his heart, but Mazi was right. He could get one. If he only had one box now and had to give it to them, then what he really got was not as good as before. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, he had to fight.

"Snack Star Lord, have you passed some?" A middle-aged man came out and said slowly.

"Where can we do it?" The mazi stood up and shouted without showing any weakness.

"Even the one on the treasure island only takes one box at a time, but you actually take two, why?" the middle-aged man shouted.

"Our Lord originally had one, plus Shiquan Xingjun's. What's wrong with getting two?" The mazi replied.

"Where is Shiquan Xingjun? Call him out, we don't say anything, turn around and leave," the middle-aged man sneered.

He knew there would be trouble... Su Tang sighed in his heart, but the mazi was right. He could get one. If he only had one box now and had to give it to them, then what he really got was not as good as before. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, he had to fight.

"Snack Star Lord, have you passed some?" A middle-aged man came out and said slowly.

"Where can we do it?" The mazi stood up and shouted without showing any weakness.
Chapter completed!