The Holy Lord came to a ruined galaxy, his eyes staring coldly into the center of the galaxy.

In fact, this place has broken away from the Sixth God System, and the broken planets everywhere and the corpses of various races that no one has collected show that there are often battles here, and most of them are crushed.

Coupled with the powerful but special fluctuations that came faintly, the Holy Lord could judge that this was a neutral character, and it was a neutral person who was several ranks beyond the various races.

The Holy Lord stepped forward, and the next moment, he stepped directly into the scope of this galaxy, and in an instant, a huge coercion swept through, pressing straight towards the Holy Lord.

A trace of gloom appeared on the Holy Lord's already indifferent face, and he didn't care about the coercion that seemed to be on par with him, and just moved quickly along with it.

As he got closer to the source, the coercion began to tremble, and the fragments of the endless planets around him unconsciously twisted and gradually disintegrated into particles.

The expression on the Holy Lord's face gradually became solemn, and he found a very bad thing, this time this guy who grew up was a little familiar, and a little.... Weird.

It seems like... Can't beat it, huh?

The Holy Lord stopped, looking at a small meteorite that appeared in front of him at some point, and his face became more and more solemn.

Because he found that the petite figure sitting cross-legged was something he knew, and the other party had something... It's something he can't match.

"Darkling? I didn't expect you to have any remnants. The Holy Lord's tone was a little surprised, but he didn't face the natural contempt of the other creatures.

This is normal, demons are always respected by the strong, and in the face of the gods, even if there is hatred and blessing, it is mostly vigilant.

Since this Dark Spirit Clan has truly entered the same level, it deserves to be treated solemnly by the Holy Lord, not to mention that it seems that it is still stronger now.

"Nightflower of the Dark Spirit Clan, see the Lord of Fire." The figure that looked to be only about thirty centimeters, dressed in a dark suit, like a night elf, smiled and arched her hand to the Holy Lord, her attitude was very respectful, and she didn't seem to be inflated by her own strength.

"I didn't expect the Soul Eater plus Soul Authority to burst out with this talent." After the initial surprise, the Holy Lord's expression became a little complicated.

The former ants have caught up with their gods, and this kind of feeling is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

It's just that there is still a faint trace of heat around the Holy Lord's body, he knows what Shen Zhao's sub-line is, even if he exchanges ten powers for soul authority, Shen Zhao will definitely agree.

Without him, for the Soul Eater, the soul authority is the most suitable authority, and the bonus is not comparable to other authority, just look at this Dark Spirit Clan.

The Angel King was the first to wield authority, and he was in the Immortal Realm before he plundered the Kingdom of Madness.

The other races are even worse, and the most that the Holy Lord has encountered at present is the peak of eternity, and the angels have gathered millions of angels to connect their power with faith and creation, and it is only the limit of immortality.

And what about this Dark Spirit? The early stage of the second floor of the Abyss? It's a line stronger than him, the fire demon, maybe he can win with full combat power, but it's impossible to capture it, this kind of strength is very... Outrageous.

But it also proves the importance of soul authority to soul eaters.

"I'm also a black race, and I used to live under the wings of the monarchs, so can you tell me about looking for Nightflower? If it wasn't difficult, I wouldn't say no. Nightflower was a little wary of the hostility shown by the Holy Lord, but she still said very seriously.

After all, the majesty of demons has been engraved into the genes of all races in this iteration, and when facing demons, even if they have some advantages, they will subconsciously regress.

Not to mention, now that the cooperation between the gods and the demons was an open matter, how could she, as one of the few realm masters, not know about it?

The Holy Lord was a little silent, and the heat around him loomed, as if he was considering the feasibility of Yehua's words.

Yekui herself actually has some drumming in her heart, she wants to flee directly, she believes that she also has this strength.

However, the universe outside the shroud of the god's light is full of mad creatures, and the aura of those mad realm lords she once felt is not something she can compete with now, so she also wants to solve it in a peaceful way.

After all, the Dark Spirit Clan had not offended the monarch, and she herself had left Blue Star with some of her clansmen and artifacts in order to ensure the continuation of the clan.

Ninety-nine percent of the Dark Elves in that bloody battle had died for the sake of the Sovereign, and if there was no conflict of interest, she believed that the Holy Lord would have made a wise choice.

The Holy Lord was silent, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he secretly complained in his heart: he couldn't contact that stinky boy at the critical moment, he was simply unfilial, and when he had the opportunity to absolutely beat him to death with a belt, who was he doing this for?

On the way to complain, it suddenly occurred to the Holy Lord that it seemed that even if he contacted Shen Zhao, it would be very troublesome for them to come, and it would take a lot of time, and these times would be something he needed to delay.

Not to mention that there is no contact with Shen Zhao now, even if you contact other demons, it will take time, and these times want to leave this dark spirit clan.... It's difficult.

The Holy Lord who was thinking noticed Yehua's expression, and as a former fraudster, his scarlet eyes flickered, and a plan came to his mind.

Suddenly, the looming heat on his body slowly disappeared, and there was a rare trace of kindness on his face.

Yehua on the other side looked at the expression of the Holy Lord, and he was also relieved in his heart, sure enough, this world is still spoken by strength.

When she continues to plunder powerful souls, after a thousand years, she will be able to completely surpass these demons, and then there will be nothing to worry about, and their dark spirits will become a race at the top of the pyramid.

"You must know about those crazy creatures, right?" The Holy Lord pondered the words and asked slowly.

Nightflower nodded, ready to carefully analyze the words of the Holy Lord, so as not to be trapped, the name of the fraudster is still very loud to her who is also an ancient creature.

"The world is actually made up of countless iterations, and every time an iteration is destroyed wildly, a new iteration will be born after the baptism of time."

"And each iteration has a time of 130,000 years to develop, and when it comes to seventy or eighty thousand years, the madness realm lord will appear, and after ninety thousand years, the madness realm lord will appear, but our iteration is different..."

Just as Yekui was about to ask, the Holy Lord slowly continued to describe: "Our time has been cut in half. ”

Nightflower's brow furrowed instantly, thinking in his heart about the correctness of the Holy Lord's description.

As an otaku girl who is contemplating the authority of the soul in addition to hunting those crazy monsters, she knows very little about the realm lord and iteration.

After all, not all creatures will be like Shen Zhao, and the first thought when encountering a black hole is to drill into it.

In order not to trouble himself, Yehua can avoid those iterative black holes, and the suppression of the gods makes those iterative black holes around him rarely appear.

This will lead to the current situation of Yehua, a ridiculously powerful otaku.

"Maybe you still have doubts, but you can verify that the Fifth God will not refuse your question, and what I want is very simple..."The gentle color on the Holy Lord's face became stronger and stronger, and even made people feel a little flattered.

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Yehua is this kind of thought, that is the Monarch of Fire, who once felt trembling at a glance as a noble existence, but now he treats himself so gently, is this the status brought by strength?

At the same time, Nightflower also believed in the words of the Holy Lord, and although the gods and demons were suspected of cooperating, the gods were always gods.

It's like she's meeting a mortal now, and she doesn't care about lying.

Even if she is now so powerful that she can't imagine it, but in the face of the gods, to be honest, Nightflower is not sure that she can survive a move.

That's another level of strength, at least for Nightflower.

She looked up at the Holy Lord, who was extremely large in front of her, and unconsciously echoed, "What? ”

There was a hint of pleasure in the Holy Lord's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a handsome young man in a ceremonial robe, but with a gloomy aura all over his body, appeared in place.

"Sign a contract, if there is a problem in the ancestral star, you must come, otherwise you will be erased by the power of the contract, correspondingly, the demon will not find trouble with the dark spirit clan, and if you violate it, you will be wiped out by the power of the contract." The Holy Lord spoke frightening words in a gentle tone.

"But..."

Before Yehua's questioning words could be spoken, he was interrupted by the Holy Lord: "You can first sign a non-lethal contract to feel it, with the strength of you and me, once you violate it, you will definitely be imprisoned for a long time, these times are enough for one of them to escape, or.... Dismember each other. ”

As he spoke, the Lord glanced at Kyle, and the devil was quite good at looking at it.

At the moment of receiving the signal, he stretched out one hand and scratched it in the void, and suddenly a piece of scarlet paper was pulled out.

His hands became illusory, and he muttered to himself as he frantically modified the characters on the contract.

"The two parties who sign the contract are not allowed to speak for one minute, and the violator will be suppressed by the force of the contract for one second, and the contract will be invalidated after the punishment."

As soon as his last word fell, the contract split in two, each floating in front of the Holy Lord and Nightflower.

"Great monarch, respected dark spirit powerhouse, put your hand on it and the contract will be signed." Kyle bowed gentlemanly and said with an elegant look.

The Holy Lord did not hesitate to press decisively, but Yehua was a little hesitant.

Her small figure looked at Devil Kyle, and asked hesitantly, "Your name.... Kyle? ”

The Holy Lord raised his eyebrows, this Kyle is very famous? Even this kind of otaku knows him.

The elegant smile on Kyle's face froze, and then he naturally straightened up, and said with a smile like a spring breeze on his face: "Honorable strong men, it is Kyle below, who was pardoned by the Great Fire Monarch an hour ago. ”

"This is the divine realm that used a contract as an illusion to make the Angel Grand Commander sign more than 10,000 contracts and successfully take away the authority of the Angel Clan? It's not like that. ”

Nightflower grunted and stretched out her hand, hesitating whether she wanted to sign the contract for this goods.

She would not hesitate to change to a devil, but this product is too bad, it is just a simple transaction contract, but it has taken over the entire angel clan.

Although he was hunted down very badly, and even ran incognito to take refuge on the goblin, Kyle's name spread throughout all the galaxies.

Sign a contract with him, Yehua is afraid that she will deal with this contract for the rest of her life.

The interest in the eyes of the Holy Lord became more and more intense, young, it seems that the things I caught unintentionally are not simple, I remember that there are a total of one hundred and eight gods who believe in gods, I don't know if there is the existence of a contract god, if there is, it must be him.

Kyle glanced at the Holy Lord with a weak heart, he was a little afraid that the sound of the clattering when signing the contract with the Holy Lord would be associated with the Holy Lord's multi-layered contract.

Only then he calmed down, and his eyes changed to look at the Holy Lord respectfully.

The Holy Lord thought for a moment, glanced at Kyle with a slightly flickering gaze, and then said decisively: "Kyle, you and I signed, our purpose is only to prove the strength of the contract. ”

Kyle understood in seconds that there was not much to say between the fraudster and the old Yin coin, and he decisively reached out and gently covered his palm over the contract like a gentleman.

The next moment, the contract was signed, and the two red pieces of paper slowly disappeared into the hands of the two.

When the soul was once again wearing the scarlet shackles, the Holy Lord spoke decisively: "But..."

In an instant, a vast force swept through the surrounding star fields, and the power of the contract accumulated by the contract master for tens of thousands of years exploded, directly imprisoning the Holy Lord from his soul to his body.

The aura on the Holy Lord's body also erupted at the same time, and a significantly weaker aura erupted, and the Holy Lord made an expression of wanting to move, but the power of the contract seemed to be too strong to completely imprison the Holy Lord.

When a second passed, the flames on the Holy Lord's body erupted forward, clearing all floating objects in his line of sight in a fan-shaped shape.

Nightflower swallowed her saliva, she was sure that she would not be able to break free for a while, and the soul and soul authority devoured by the Spirit Eater for thousands of years exploded at the same time, and it would take at least thirty seconds to break free from this seal.

Don't think thirty seconds is a short time, at their current level, a light-year straight-line distance can only be reached in two seconds, which means that it only takes four seconds to run from one end of the Red Crow to the other.

At this speed, the speed of light was extremely slow, and thirty seconds was enough for the Holy Lord to kill her tens of thousands of times.

She subconsciously took a half step back, and there was some jealousy of this Divine Realm devil in her small eyes.

"Now that all the devils are in my volume, you go to find the weakest and youngest of them to come out and draw up a contract." The Holy Lord's eyes flickered slightly, and he said to Kyle, and opened the portal to the scroll space.

Kyle nodded and walked in without any hesitation.

Hearing the words of the Holy Lord, Yekui's eyes flashed with some embarrassment, as if an honest man came to sign a contract with her frankly, but she repeatedly doubted, breaking the heart of this honest man.

It's just that this guilt was fleeting, and then it turned back to firmness.

She, Nightflower, the current patriarch of the Dark Spirit Clan, will never sign any of Kyle's contracts in this life, she won't sign it when the monarch comes, and she won't sign it if she is killed, never!