Four hundred and sixty-five soul units, one is not much, and one is not less.

The Minotaur Monster, the Great Power Lord stretched out his big hand from the black smoke, grabbed most of these filaments of light, inhaled them into his nostrils, and said with satisfaction: "Nine parts, four hundred and nineteen soul units, and the remaining forty-six soul units belong to you." ”

With a wave of his hand, he took away most of the fruits of Xia Yu's labor.

Painted skin smiled in a smile, these souls can only be regarded as better than nothing for themselves and the giant power lord, but as the ruler of the territory, the most important thing is the rules of rule, so how much you should take, how much.

Next, Painted Skin took twenty-three of the remaining forty-six souls.

The last twenty-three remaining souls belong to Xia Yu himself.

Cracking sound!

Far away in the land of the Demon Realm, it was bombarded by a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

After the vignette, the Great Power Lord said lightly: "Energy Demon Crystal, you need two souls, Soul Demon Crystal, you need one soul, so, little guy, how are you going to distribute it?"

As he spoke, the Great Power Lord swallowed the last twenty-three soul units into his mouth.

"Twenty-three soul points, all exchanged for soul crystals. ”

After making his choice, the Bull Head of the Great Power Lord said in a muffled voice, "Do you plan to take the route of the Hidden One or the Controller, and don't you consider becoming an Auxiliary and forming a cooperation with the Wild Mushroom?"

The wild mushroom in the mouth of this great power lord is undoubtedly his own bewitching devil.

"En......"

Before Xia Yu could say anything, the minotaur monster said again: "Forget it, with its temperament and hobbies, there is nothing to cooperate, you can go." ”

After a few blood hours.

It's so beautiful that I've never enjoyed such a life for nothing!

Graceful posture, walking, walking on the hot sun baking earth, the air transpires and distorts, from time to time there is a "beep", "beep" explosion, that is the perennial black ink rain washed by the fine stones, burst under the scorching sun.

The weak devil suffered in the shadows, and deep in the cracks in the stone beneath his feet, parasites wriggled and wisps of black smoke rose and drifted away.

Although there are only twenty-three soul units, they have obtained it for nothing!

He didn't fight the lord's war, didn't participate in the invasion of the world, didn't accept a contract employment, didn't pay any danger, didn't do anything himself, just walked over after being summoned by the lord, and was able to get twenty-three souls for nothing.

And, from now on, the Bewitching Devil will continue to provide him with souls!

The other side.

The bewitching devil who was wrapped around the painted skin felt that his soul power was slowly improving, and it should be the Great Power Lord who was feeding the soul crystal of the life box.

Deep in the heart of the painted skin, the admiration that is almost a comfortable moan, of course, the bewitching devil can hear it clearly.

Happiness for nothing?

That's because I'm working hard!

In order to get more souls in the world of Leiluo, he kept thinking about the contradictions of bewitchment, and was finally plotted by two other bewitching devils.

Suddenly!

Maybe he didn't even notice the painting himself, but the bewitching devil, who has an incomparably keen insight into the desires in his heart, clearly perceives an unprecedented consciousness.

"Hey, it's a pity that the life box is in the hands of the Great Power Lord, and he took nine souls. ”

Although it is just a subconscious sigh of painted skin, in the ears of the bewitching devil, it is so clear, like the sun in the sky.

This is desire!

The root cause of confusion and hatred naturally caused by demagoguery of the devil, once desire-desire appears, will never be satisfied, and will never be extinguished.

"Huh, take the lead in bewitching Painted Skin, and use the material energy world after the invasion of the Demon Realm to let Painted Skin deal with the Great Power Lord? If you succeed, you will be able to obtain one-half of the soul unit in the future, instead of one-twentieth of the current one, and then find a way to deal with Painted Skin?"

At the moment when the idea was generated, it was pressed down by the bewitching devil.

No, at least not for the time being.

First of all, I am too weak, I don't know anything about the ability of the Devil Lord, and it is too far away to think about these things, and the thing in front of me is to open the Demon Heart profession as soon as possible.

Secondly, to deal with this giant power lord, there should be a more powerful bewitching devil than himself, Wild Mushroom!

We must not act rashly, otherwise we will be doomed.

Thinking like this, Xia Yu noticed that the painted skin did not go in the direction of the crater cave, and turned into black smoke and floated out of his body, Xia Yu said respectfully: "Master, where are we going?"

Unlike the host of the material energy world, in the devil's world, without the blessing of the special rules of the devil's world, the devil's memory and thinking of the host cannot be understood by ordinary hosts.

The painting skin jumped into the air and crossed a black river of more than 20 meters.

In the shadows, a group of scavenging devil vultures scattered one after another, looking at the painted skin with malicious eyes, because there is no black magic smoke on the surface of the painted skin, many low-level devils will misjudge.

But obviously, the painted skin ignores the scorching sun of the demon world like this, even these low-intelligence devils will never act rashly and scatter one after another.

Ignoring the rotting bones, Painted Skin looked in a good mood, and said slowly: "In the disorderly land between several lords, there is one of the greatest devil merchants in the neighborhood who invited me to come over as a guest. ”

Be a guest?

It seems that he should also be a devil general, and he can be called the greatest devil merchant in the neighborhood, so there must be something special about it.

The painted skin has been gone for a while, the devil's world is cruel needless to say, under this blazing sun, the devil's servants are hiding in the shadows, sometimes as the shadow area gets smaller and smaller, there will be bloody battles between each other, this is not in front of the lord's hall, there are not so many devil generals to maintain order.

The closer you get to the Land of Discord, the fewer the Devils and the stronger the individuals, and it is rare to see Demonic Servants anymore.

Shout!

Suddenly, the shadow, which was moving at high speed, suddenly stopped on the black rock wall in front of the paintskin, and it seemed that it was heading to the same place as the paintskin.

"You're going to a banquet too?"

Standing on the back of a demon bone centipede more than 20 meters, under the tattered cloak of the black smoke demon, only two blood-colored eyes could be seen, looking at the painted skin who was walking alone, but finally his eyes fell on the bewitching devil on the shoulder of the painted skin.

"I advise you not to fight this demagoguery idea. ”

Painted Skin said calmly.

"Legend has it that the bewitching devil is a combination of pain, sorrow, curse, decay, demoralization, resentment, pestilence, filth, bitterness, nine curses in one, the closer you get to it, the more you possess it, while gaining great power, it will be accompanied by calamity, approaching the bewitching devil and using the bewitching devil, there will be no good end, hum hum, hum ......"

The cloak monster standing on the Demon Bone Creadede quickly lost and disappeared without a trace.

In the devil's world, the strong live and the weak die.

Not only for low-level devil servants, or devil soldiers, but also for higher devil generals, devil lords.

As long as there is enough soul supply, theoretically all devils have endless lives, but just like painted skin instead of evil bones, the devils either die of soul exhaustion or die on the way to plunder souls, and never stop.

Burst......

Suddenly, the black slate in front of the painting skin suddenly spewed out a high-temperature water vapor, and two licker servants nearby screamed.

Before there was time for more reactions, boom, boom, the earth plate collapsed, and the crimson magma mixed with black stone fragments rose into the sky, and within more than 100 meters of square meters, the devil was burned out instantly, and within hundreds of thousands of square meters, the devils only had time to scream, and their bodies were also lit with raging flames.

Rolling magma is still surging to the outskirts.

The demons hiding in the shadows are constantly screaming in despair, constantly trying to break out of the shadows and escape from the magma range.

Some demons ran a short distance before being baked to death by the blazing sun, slowly falling to the ground in the twisted air, while others burned and melted in the magma.

Misery and despair spread.

This kind of random disaster is not uncommon in the devil's world.

The devil's world is like a huge melting pot, torturing all the life in it, and in order to survive, in addition to being strong enough, you also need enough luck.