When Bato's aura spread, the four sixth-level demonic beasts trembled all over, desperately trying to escape.

Regardless of Stuart. No matter how much Church controlled, he couldn't keep them going.

Even, his spirit is rapidly depleting, even with the help of potions, it can't be maintained.

"You, you, you cheat......"

After saying these words, Stuart. Church fell.

His coma made it impossible to maintain his spirit, and the summoned magic array began again, this time, to drive the summoned creatures back.

Seeing the magic array, the four sixth-level demonic beasts became excited, and the opportunity for life appeared.

"Want to run? Give me a break. Barto laughed, and the power of hell was exerted, directly severing the connection between the magic arrays.

Let the four sixth-level demonic beasts stand in place, with a frightened look in their eyes.

"First from you, your soul, I like it best." First of all, there is the two-headed cannibal king, which has two heads and a soul.

It's chaotic, but it's Barto's favorite, and even the favorite of all hellish creatures.

Chaotic souls, capable of enhancing the strength of infernal creatures, are also food for those powerful infernal creatures.

"Ahh

"Ahh......hh

In the face of Bato's flight, the two-headed cannibal king could not resist at all.

The aura of the natural enemy, as well as the power to grasp the pinnacle of the holy level, the restraint of the hellish creatures, etc., made it dare not resist at all.

Bartow ate its soul, and even to death, stood dumbfounded.

"Bang."

The huge body of the two-headed cannibal king fell, his soul was devoured, and no matter how strong his body was, it was useless.

The lava flowed, sliced through the opponent's corpse, took out the sixth-level dual-system magic crystal, and flew to Quanxin's side.

Humblely kneeling, and put the magic crystal at the feet of the whole heart.

"Well, go, they are all killed, if anyone else comes up, kill, the soul will be given to you, the materials will belong to me, the flesh will belong to the Tempest Wolf King, and as for the bones, collect them for me." I looked at it wholeheartedly and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, follow the instructions of your great."

Barto's eyes lit up.

was controlled with all his heart, controlled with all his heart, and his heart did not resist at all.

Since you lose, you have to be obedient, which is also the rule of hell.

Appearing on the glorious road above board is his lifelong hope.

In the past, when he was still the master of the tenth layer, it would be extremely difficult to come over for thousands of years, and even projection.

But it became a wholehearted effort, and he just fulfilled the command of the whole heart and followed the whole heart.

If he does not die wholeheartedly, he will not be expelled from the mainland, nor will he be attacked by the rules of the mainland.

This situation, but he dreamed of, and even tasted the soul of a living being.

The soul of the two-headed cannibal king made Bato's soul happy.

There is no soul in this kind of region, but his supplement, after eating 10,000 heads, he can definitely advance.

And the soul present, too many.

If he eats those saint-level souls, he can definitely advance, the king of the legendary-level lava hounds, and he is happy to think about it.

"Haha, you guys, suffer death."

The small wings flapped quickly, killing the remaining three sixth-level demonic beasts.

The magic crystal was placed at the feet of the whole heart, and the soul was eaten, as well as the soul of the unconscious fifth-level human.

After eating these five souls, Barto was even more excited, standing in front of Quanxin, waiting for the arrival of the next opponent.

"Crunch, crunch."

"Woohoo."

"Whoa!"

With all his heart, the Storm Wolf King took the three little wolves to eat desperately.

Those sixth-level corpses, they were hard to bite open.

It didn't matter, Bartow slid his paws casually, and the meat was separated, waiting for them to eat.

As long as they eat enough meat, they will soon advance.

The next level of the Tempest Wolf King, the devil knows what it is.

There are too many sixth-level wolf beasts, and as for the three wind wolves, they have more potential.

Since he was a child, he has eaten sixth-level high-quality Warcraft meat, and when he grows up, he is at least a sixth-level Warcraft.

Wolves, as long as they eat enough food, can be consumed quickly.

Not to mention Warcraft.

Glancing around, looking out with all his heart, looking at the students who had stopped moving, he sneered in his heart.

Want to yin me?

Come up and die.

If you don't come up, a thousand-fold compensation can make any magician collapse.

Even if it is a legend, it will bleed in distress.

Soul crystals multiplied by one thousand, this is a resource that even a saint-level would spend ten years of hard work to obtain.

In multiplying by dozens of times, the legend also takes ten years.

Not to mention, the investment of these trainees, the materials invested in them, more.

Is it on? Still not on?

The students below who participated in the gambling battle hesitated.

At the end of every gambling battle, there is a thirty-minute break, and now, the first one to play is dead, and they still have more than twenty minutes to think about it.

If the time is not enough, it counts as abstention, the power of the contract, but they can't resist.

If he can't find the resources to compensate, then his future belongs to his whole heart, and he will recognize him as his master unless he repays it.

"No way, it's definitely cheating."

"Yes, cheating, I want to report it, cheating wholeheartedly."

"That's not his power, absolutely not, he's a traitor in hell, he's a stepping stone for hellish creatures to attack the continent."

"He is the enemy of humanity, and he deserves to be put to death."

At the thought of playing, the students' heads turned away, and from Stuart. The cheating that Church once said extends to it, as long as it is judged that he cheats wholeheartedly, then this gambling war will naturally end.

Wholeheartedly need to compensate them all for a thousand times the amount of gambling money.

But is it possible?

All the people involved in the battle reported it together, and the spirit of the magic circle quickly calculated, and even asked for the opinion of the whole heart, and checked the situation between the whole heart and Bato.

When the spirit of the magic array was confirmed, its voice ruthlessly made all the students stunned.

"No cheating, please play as soon as possible, there are still thirteen minutes to go."

The clock was ticking, and the next person on the pitch was trembling.

His combat power is not as good as Stuart. Qiu Qiqiang, he went up, just to die.

Even the soul will be eaten by Barto.

He didn't know what to do anymore. Others, too, don't know how to be good.

At the top of the arena, Mark looked at the center arena with bright eyes, he never expected it.

Wholeheartedness brought him such a miracle.

The breath of that hellish creature made even him feel panic.

It was definitely a saint-level hellish creature, or even the main body.

A saint-level hell creature appeared, could it be that he was a hell summoner with all his heart? Or is it a saint-level one?

You must know that the saint-level hellish creatures are equivalent to the legends of human beings.

With such a helper in Quanxin, no matter how strong other people's secret hands are, they can't hurt Quanxin.

Forbidden spells?

Break Barto's defense first, without a legendary-level magic forbidden spell attack, you can't hurt Bartow at all.

In particular, the Hellhound is a noble among the creatures of hell.

Even, the name Barto, he seems to have heard of it.

"Barto? Buttle! Buttle. I think I've seen it in that book. Whispering, Mark's face was a little strange.

He clearly knew that he had definitely heard the name Bato, but for a while, he couldn't remember it, it was too weird.

"Damn, damn it, it turned out to be Bato, how did he come to the mainland, impossible." In the exclusive room, a saint-level powerhouse roared angrily.

He is a Hell Summoner, a Saint-level Hell Summoner, but the strongest limit he summons is only a sixth-level Hell Summoner.

And Bato's name, he knew.

The layer master of the tenth layer of hell, a super demon who has lived for more than tens of thousands of years, if it weren't for his timidity, he would have even become a legendary demon, even if it was some hell lords after a hundred layers, he didn't dare to underestimate Bato.

Bato has lived too long, and the devil knows what Bato's abilities and background are.

It is said that some demon gods have a very good relationship with Barto.