I was a little anxious, two died in the first round, and the remaining three haven't grabbed someone else's life and death order yet. If the temperature rises again, I don't know if I can survive the second round.

On the contrary, it was Mei'er and the little ghosts of the Hundred Evil Alliance Masters who grabbed three and two respectively, and when they raised the temperature of the oil pot, they could be regarded as resistant. The two of them glanced at each other, their eyes full of sparks of fighting spirit.

Five minutes passed quickly, and a group of imps carried gasoline and coal to add it again, the temperature of the oil pot was getting higher and higher, and there were already bubbles steaming in it, even if the boiling point of this black grease was high, it had reached a critical point.

As soon as a little ghost of the mysterious young man stabilized himself in the heat, he was bitten in the neck by a fierce ghost selected by the big ship owner and dragged into the oil pot. Half a minute later, the fierce ghost came out of the oil pot with a glowing life and death order on his forehead.

This was the first time that the great shipowner's fierce ghost had won the battle, and the old face was full of smiles.

On the contrary, the mysterious young man was not annoyed at all, he smiled and said, "Old man, yes, this time is fierce enough." But feng shui takes turns, so don't be too happy. ”

As if to confirm what the mysterious young man said, the second person to suffer was the other imp of the big shipowner. This little ghost was smoked by the high temperature of the oil pot, and was dazed and planted into the oil pot.

This makes the rest of the little ghosts happy, who doesn't want the life and death sent to the door? So regardless of the opponents around him, he sneaked into the depths of the oil pot in a swarm.

Unexpectedly, it was one of my imps who finally got the life and death order. The purple qi on the little ghost's body flashed faintly, and after getting the life and death order, he quickly swam away, relying on the low temperature brought by the life and death order to barely resist the frying of the oil pot.

Those fierce ghosts saw that the life and death order was in charge, and they set their eyes on the other little ghosts. Having two life and death orders and a little ghost with one life and death order are basically two concepts, and no one wants to pick and choose hard stubble at this time.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and said that the little ghost I chose finally had a fight. When I looked at the big ship owner again, I found that his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and by now, three of the five imps under him had died, and if the remaining two were not angry, it was estimated that he would be the first to be eliminated.

His bet was on the Grim Reaper's Scythe, said to be the true soul harvester in Western legends, and the main reason why the Thirty-Six Ship Owners were condensed. If he loses this thing, it is estimated that the Regal Age will fall apart immediately, and all the property he owns will be divided up by those who can afford it.

It's just that no one cares about the plight of the big shipowner, in fact, who can come to Ghost Street, who doesn't have a story in their hearts?

The results of the second round of battles were quickly divided, this time Mei'er and the Hundred Evil Alliance Leader each lost one imp, in addition, the big ship owner and the mysterious young man each had only two left, but I still had three imps alive strongly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Mei'er poked her head out of the gray mist, first at me curiously, and then at the three imps that belonged to me. The performance of these three little guys is not outstanding, one of them likes to go on a rampage and attack others, and the other two will only hide, although they have gone through two rounds, but none of the life and death orders on their foreheads have increased.

On the contrary, Mei'er's remaining four imps each have an extra life and death order, which also shows that even if the temperature is raised again, her imps can withstand the next round of high temperatures.

It is estimated that Mei'er looks down on these little ghosts, she just glanced at it, and then put her eyes back on the Lord of the Hundred Evil Alliance, for her, the Lord of the Hundred Evil Alliance is what really needs attention, and it has been on a par with her until now.

The surrounding imps began to add fire again, this time when adding incendiary materials, there were also some imps with big heads who were constantly spraying some unknown liquids, which could be some kind of oil, once they entered the flames, the fire suddenly exploded, and the burning oil pot was bubbling up.

Mei'er smiled: "The five ghosts are in the wheel of life and death, and it is only when it comes to the third round that it is the real beginning. Those liquids are a catalyst-like ...... Well, now you're called chemical elements. Once exposed to flames, extremely high temperatures are generated. If it weren't for this table to keep the heat under the frying pan, we wouldn't be able to sit here safely. ”

The big shipowner said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense! Let's get started! ”

Mei'er smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, big shipowner. You have to know that once the oil pan reaches the boiling point, your remaining two imps may not be able to hold up. ”

The big shipowner was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he was helpless. But Mr. Yu behind the big owner smiled and said, "Until the end, who can know the final result?" ”

Mei'er glanced at Mr. Yu and found that this guy's eyes were spinning, and they were as deep as a whirlpool, and she immediately knew that this guy with goldfish eyes was not easy to mess with, so she rarely didn't talk back, just snorted lightly, and turned her head to look into the oil pot.

The boiling point of ordinary cooking oil is about 335 degrees, but the boiling point of oil in Ghost Street far exceeds that of ordinary cooking oil, and as far as I know, these oils are estimated to have reached a high temperature of five or six hundred degrees.

At this temperature, even the most capable imps can't bear it, and I'm afraid that many imps will die in this round, and even one person may be eliminated.

Don't look at me, I still have three little ghosts left, but whether I can survive to the end, even I don't have the slightest confidence.

The mysterious young man had fewer imps left than I was, but he still looked confident. Perhaps affected by his calm mood, I also took a deep breath, and my heart instantly relaxed a lot.

In the middle of the table, in the huge oil pot, the remaining fifteen imps began to clash again, some of the imps are still dodging around, trying to survive longer, but there are also some fierce chases everywhere, and in an instant the oil pot is boiling, which makes people dazzled.

The first to die is still the imp of the big shipowner, so that he is left with only one imp. So angry that the big shipowner slapped him on the table, and his beard almost curled.

If he loses, not only will the ghost compass have nothing to do with him anymore, but even the scythe of death will be thrown here.

Fortunately, the last imp in him was very competitive, clashes back and forth in the oil pot, and was not afraid of death. Some imps didn't want to provoke this madman, and they all wanted other imps to go up, so they avoided it. For a while, the imp actually got two life and death orders in a row.

Mei'er still has three left, but the leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance broke two in one breath, and only two imps remained. On the contrary, the mysterious young man didn't know what was going on, but the two little ghosts who survived were like fish in water here, not only did they not die, but they took advantage of the chaos to get a lot of life and death orders.

By the end of the third round, smoke was already rising from the frying pan. The ten surviving imps have more than four life and death orders on them, and two less. By now, the gambling has reached a fever pitch. Two more rounds, and when the imps are almost dead, it's time to decide the winner.

At the beginning of the fourth round, smoke billowed from the oil pan and the fire loomed. Even though this table has the ability to insulate the temperature, I feel the heat wave in it.

A few imps hurried over with bags full of white crystals, and without saying a word, they dumped the stuff into the oil pot.

Mei'er explained that these crystals were used to increase the boiling point of oil, and after pouring into these things, the temperature of the oil remained high, but there was no more smoke and fire.

After Mei'er explained, the remaining ten imps began to struggle to survive again. Because of the increase in temperature, even the ten imps who survived by luck were a little powerless, and two died as soon as they fought.

Unexpectedly, the two who died turned out to be Mei'er and the leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance.

Mei'er and the Hundred Evil Alliance Leaders didn't care, and continued to watch the little ghosts in the oil pot struggle in it. And I don't know what's going on, Mei'er and the little ghost of the Hundred Evil Alliance Leader actually began to join forces, beating the little ghost of the big ship owner all over the body, and chasing him desperately.

The big shipowner slammed the table, got up from his seat, and said angrily, "Bastard thing! It's cheating! ”

In the previous oil pot, the imps were all fighting on their own, struggling to survive in the oil pot.

Who would have thought that at this time, these imps would consciously join forces to bully the imp of the big shipowner. You must know that this little imp is the only one left of the big shipowner, and if it dies, the big shipowner will be judged to be a failure, and he will lose if he is not even eligible to participate in the fifth round.

Mei'er smiled: "In the oil pot, the little ghosts often make unexpected moves in order to survive, which we can't interfere with as gambling participants." You say I'm cheating, I'm sorry, I don't carry this pot. ”

The leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance glanced at the big ship owner with disdain, and said: "If you have the ability, you let your little ghost join forces with other little ghosts, and gambling depends on a little luck after all, if you are unlucky, who is to blame?" ”

The big shipowner trembled with anger, but he was powerless to refute. At this time, two imps suddenly came out of the bottom of the oil pot, grabbed the little imp of the big shipowner, and pulled it in directly.

The imp didn't even scream, and he grunted in. A moment later, three life and death orders surfaced in the oil pot and were snatched by the surrounding imps.

The big ship owner kicked on the wheel of life and death, and the ship owner and the exorcists behind him rushed forward one after another, and the guys in their hands all pulled out.

Mei'er glanced at the big shipowner with a smile and said, "Yo, this gentleman, can't you afford to lose?" ”

The leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance said coldly: "The Age of Rich People has always been a symbol of the rich, but I didn't expect it to be so gambling, what's the matter?" Do you want to get your hands dirty? ”

Behind him, the bull ghosts, snakes, and gods of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands stepped forward one after another, standing behind the leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance.

The mysterious young man shouted, "It's a fight!" It's time for a fight! ”

The big ship owner looked at the leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance and Mei'er coldly, and his tone was as cold as the wind and snow of the nine cold days: "Okay, the leader of the Hundred Evil Alliance is actually mixed with the fierce ghosts of Fierce Ghost Street, and I want to publicize this matter." But the old man is not a person who can't afford to lose, isn't he just a scythe of death? ”

As soon as he waved his hand, the people around him immediately put away the guy and took a step back. It is estimated that he also thinks that if he turns against the exorcists of the Fierce Ghost Casino and the Hundred Evil Alliance, he will not be able to get any benefits.

I thought that the big shipowner would just give up, but he turned to look at me and said, "Besides, there is another one on our Rich Times, Yu Buren, the Rich Times is up to you." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered who I was. I drank the syrup of a thousand worms, and I was brought here by the big shipowners. By common sense, I'm really his man.

Even if I don't admit it, the thousand worm pulp in my body restricts my movements.

If I dare to say a word, a thousand worms will attack, it will kill people.

Although the mysterious young man gave me a jade plaque, which can be regarded as a temporary suppression of the attack of the Thousand Worm Pulp, who knows how effective it will be?

While I was hesitating, I heard the great shipowner raise his voice and say, "What? Aren't you happy? Well? ”

This "huh? As soon as the words came out, the tingling sensation in my body came again.