In fact, there is no fairness at all in this program that helps the emperor.

One person, and a hundred people, can form a force and independently form a piece of the emperor's platform.

The extraction of soul power is not calculated according to the capitation, but according to the lowest value of each Zhuhuang platform.

And when it is distributed, it is counted according to the head.

If you fail, you will be drained a certain amount of soul power, even if you have the smallest number, there is a minimum value.

If the number of people is small, even if you are killed, you must reach the lowest value.

With a large number of people, the minimum value can be easily reached, and everyone will not lose too much.

......

If the second prince's camp wins in the end, then after the soul energy of this soul ball is equally divided, it will have no substantive significance.

After all, it is an equal share, and it doesn't make much sense for everyone to be even.

But if it is the eleventh prince with the smallest number wins.

Then these three monks will also turn the tables in a desperate situation and make a lot of money.

The three of them shared all the soul power equally, and it was shocking to think about it.

And if the eleventh prince loses.

That's the end of it.

All the soul power of the three monks combined, it is estimated that it is just enough to be the lowest value.

A little soul extraction that is not worth mentioning in the other camps, and the three of them are wiped out.

It's a big gamble.

In the history of the Ye Ghost Clan, there have also been such desperate moments. With the smallest bet, bet your life and win the maximum profit.

But the odds are slim after all.

Theoretically, the weakest power of the Eleventh Prince is bound to lose.

And these three cultivators may be directly drawn into waste.

In the Ye Ghost Clan, the Ye Ghosts want to cultivate their soul power, and in addition to attaching to the Ghost Emperor Tree, devouring other people's souls is also the fastest way.

It's a pity that the Ye Ghost Clan generally does not allow random battles, and after the Ye Ghost Clan takes away, they can commit suicide, and ordinary people can't take away the other party.

Therefore, every time the emperor is in the battle to help the emperor, it is also a small opportunity for the Ye Ghost Clan's strength to advance by leaps and bounds.

If the second prince wins, everyone won't be able to share much, but it's better than nothing.

If they lose, they won't lose much.

Under normal circumstances, the camp that helps the emperor is about the same level.

This time, the camps of the second prince, the third prince and the seventh prince were about the same level as the previous battles for the emperor.

The only Seven Princes is the biggest spoiler.

Well, now a seventh prince who is not afraid of death is not counted, and now this eleventh prince has popped up again.

These three idiots are going to dedicate themselves to everyone.

Others bet on helping the emperor in order to sacrifice and cheer.

These three fools are simply betting on their lives and gambling with everyone.

If the three of them lost, they would almost be dead.

In case the three of them win, they will make a lot of money.

......

"You three, have you really figured it out?"

"If you dare to set up your own door, you must step on the platform to help the emperor, this is the rule of the Ye Ghost Emperor. ”

"It's too late to regret now, the camp of the three princes is still welcome!"

Again, a sulfuric acid group confirmed.

"Hmph, three greedy fools!"

Sword Immortal's face was full of disdain.

"I suggest, you should join the camp of the second prince, we will win. ”

"Of course, there are many of us, and we can't share much soul power, but being able to extract others is better than nothing. ”

Another flame man stepped forward.

"It's not that I underestimate you, you three, do you really dare to play with your own lives?"

"You've simply disgraced the cultivators, I think the three of you should commit suicide to apologize. ”

The sword immortals' hearts were filled with anger.

They had already determined that the three cultivators were the rebels of the cultivators.

"Shame on you. ”

"If you don't dare to stand on your own, you choose to join the forces. ”

"The cultivators don't have such cowards as you!"

The sword immortals added disdainfully.

......

"We have decided to support the Eleventh Prince!"

After thinking about it for a few minutes, the eyes of the three cultivators turned scarlet.

Nor are they not afraid of death.

After all, it was not easy to find the body of the snatcher, and it was not easy to live.

The race that can cultivate true civilization has a great temperament and is the most intolerant of humiliation.

Being so bullied by the Sword Immortals, if they admit it now, it would really be better to die directly and cleanly.

In fact, joining any force is a big gamble.

If the second prince wins, the Ye Ghost Clan, who has joined the third prince and the tenth prince, will not be able to live well in the future.

Even if they don't die, they will definitely face unprecedented repression.

Both horizontal and vertical are bets, and it is better to bet a little bigger.

Dignity and life are equally important.

This is the paranoid character of the Xiuzhen civilization.

Of course, being persecuted by the sword immortals is also a reason.

"Haha, when the time comes, I'll see how the three of you die!"

"Three idiots, in favor of one piece of waste, is a joke. ”

"The soul power of the three of you is really not valuable, and it may not be enough to kill you. ”

Seeing that the three were stubborn, all races began to sneer.

It's a story for the ages.

In the history of the Ye Ghost Clan, there has been no such act of death for a long time.

"Hmph, the battle for the emperor hasn't started yet, it's too early for you to make up your mind now. ”

"When the time comes, help the emperor to see the difference!"

The three cultivators couldn't stand the ridicule of the crowd, and finally left with a black face.

They looked at the group of people and felt disgusted!

......

"Do you think the Eleventh Prince has a chance of winning?"

After leaving the crowd, the three cultivators gathered on the top of the mountain.

In the cold wind, the three of them frowned!

It is impossible to say that you are not afraid, after all, if you are not careful, your life will be gone.

But they didn't regret it too much.

Life can sometimes be given up compared to dignity.

If you don't have dignity and live a humble life like a dog licking clan, it's better to die directly.

Dog licking clan.

A strange thing in the universe that grows by devouring all kinds of free energy.

Their tongues have a special ability, as long as they persistently lick an energy, they will eventually take this energy for themselves.

This race has been licking, has been ingesting all kinds of powerful energy, and will eventually lick into a strong one.

But the character of this race is too cowardly and humble.

Everyone is particularly timid, especially bullying the weak and afraid of the hard!

Taking away the licking dog clan is simply a shame for the Ye Ghost clan.

The Dog Licking Clan is also the most despised group of people in the Ye Ghost Royal Clan, they have no strength, but they don't dare to fight against anyone, and they even kneel down for you at every turn, and that wet tongue will always hang outside, and it looks disgusting.

"What if you don't have a chance of winning?"

"If a person lives a breath, if he is afraid of anything, what is the difference between him and the dog licking clan?"

"I hate dog licking the most in my life, how can I be humble to lick dogs. ”

"Let me lick the Sword Immortal, it's better to kill me directly!"

The other cultivator was expressionless.

His parasitic body was originally arrogant, and after he took it, he brought this character to the extreme.

Besides, this parasite was also a sword cultivator before his death, and he was born to look down on the arrogant appearance of the sword immortal!

Arrogant and high-minded, this is the disease of the Xiuzhen clan.

How many life-and-death battles are just because I glared at you.

"Dignity is greater than heaven!"

"You can't lose your dignity when you die, besides, the Eleventh Prince is still cultivating in the Lonely and Cold Grand Canyon, and we also have a little chance of winning. ”

"In case the Eleventh Prince wins, the three of them will share so much soul power equally, and it may go directly to the cultivation of the God Emperor. ”

"It's scary to think about. ”

The last monk nodded.

"That's it, life and death are fate!"

The three nodded.

As for the victory rate of the Eleventh Prince, none of them had any expectations.

"Three, wait, three, wait!"

The three of them discussed things for a while, and they were about to leave.

At this time, a muffled voice was heard in the distance.

"Huh, a dog-licking clan...... What are you doing here?"

The black-haired cultivator looked furious.

It turned out to be a dog licking clan!

This licking dog clan drooped his tongue, looking flattering, and he was angry when he looked at it.

"Three strong men, I am the snatcher of the dog licking clan, but I don't want to continue licking, I want to be brave. ”

"Can I join your side?"

"Even if it's dead, I don't want to lick it anymore. ”

Before he could say a word, the dog licker actually howled and cried.

These three cultivators were forced to stand on their own because they rejected others.

And he, the dog licking clan, is because there is no power to recruit at all!

He went to lick the power of the second prince, but others didn't look down on him at all, licking back and forth, licking his tongue was numb, and it had no effect.

He went to lick the third prince again.

But in the camp of the three princes, there are already several dog licking clans, and this guy hasn't even found anyone who can lick them.

As for the Ten Princes' Sword Immortal camp, they simply hated the Licking Dog Clan, and they didn't dare to lick it at all.

Eventually, he plans to go to the camp of the Seven Princes to lick.

But at this time, the three cultivators became an independent force, and this dog-licking clan was suddenly shocked by the cultivators' attitude towards dignity!

He also wanted to regain his dignity.

"Hmph, I can't see it, it's still a funny licking dog!"

The white-haired monk sneered.

"I really don't want to lick it, and I understand it now, the fate of licking a dog is to have nothing!"

"Lick and lick, no one treats us as human beings at all. ”

"I want to join you, I want to regain my self-esteem!"

The dog-licking clan clenched his fists and his tongue was still drooling.

"Put your tongue in your mouth, and I'll promise you!"

The white-haired cultivator smiled.

It's all dead anyway, one more is not more, and one less is not less.

"Good...... Whining...... I'm used to licking, and I can't get used to it for a while, so I'll definitely change it. ”

The Dog Licker tried to shove his tongue back, but he couldn't speak a bit.

"Lick the dog, lick it to the end, it's all nothing!"

The black-haired monk sneered.

"I'm going to stand up, I can't lick anymore. ”

On the face of this dog-licking clan, a rare brilliance of perseverance appeared.

"I hope so!"

"It doesn't matter, you won't survive for a few days anyway!"

Several monks laughed bitterly.

They all looked in the direction of the Lonely Grand Canyon, and the atmosphere fell silent for a while.

The Dog Lickers are still trying to shove their tongues back out.

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