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In just a moment, Barbasa accepted Prince Ye Blade's love in her heart and responded with a more intense reaction. She held her fangs and grabbed him with a grim smile, stuffed it into the smelly armpits, and walked into the tent with a strange smile.

Soon, Prince Ye Blade screamed in excitement and pain from the tent: "Princess, don't, gentle~ no, be rougher, more rude."

All kinds of erratic words float in the night sky to the fullest.

"Hiss~ This is really too hot." Zhang Weidao trembled with chills, "The world of hell is indeed too dangerous and terrible. People are going to go back to Earth~"

“It’s so disgusting.”

Several women from Earth blushed and blocked their ears with energy. This degree of nausea was almost making them vomit. My beautiful eyes stared at Wang Yan fiercely.

Wang Yan rolled his eyes. What's my business? It's not a disgusting scene I made. This was obviously a good thing Belika did.

Huh? Where is Belika?

The initiator, Maya's high priest Belika, had already been disgusted and vomited. Belika secretly swore that she would never use great prophecy to do such disgusting things in her life.

"Satan." The dark demon god Mamen trembled with anger. He had never felt such anger for many years.

He roared at Satan, the demon god of hell: "How much do you want your son to humiliate this demon god?"

The devil Satan's heart is just one word, it's so cool!

My baby son is so capable that he can make the old thief Mamen so angry. If he can piss him to death, it would be great. He smiled and said, "Mamen, my demon flame has not humiliated you. The essence of the Ten Thousand Touch Beast was not taken out by my son. Besides, now all fools can see that Ye Ren collects the essence of the Ten Thousand Touch Beast, which is obviously coveting your Princess Dark Song. My son helped you expose the conspiracy between Ye He Ye Ren and Ye Ren. Not only did you not thank him, but you also resent him~"

The dark demon god Mamen was surrounded by terrifying dark demon energy, and the magic image of the giant scorpion in the galaxy was about to be revealed.

Ye Bian is pursuing Princess Dark Song. How could he not know as a demon?

In fact, at the beginning, Mamen's selfishness secretly supported this result. If the Night Blade Prince really won his daughter's heart, with his daughter's ability, he would naturally be able to easily control the Night Blade.

Controlling the Night Blade is equivalent to controlling the entire Night Demon Clan.

This will be of great benefit to her future inheritance and firmly as the demon god.

But the problem is that Princess Dark Song seems to be unwilling to do so, and she just dealt with Prince Ye Blade and was not rude to be rude.

It is probably because the boy Ye Ren has lost his patience and has started to play with any means.

What made Mamen even more angry was that he was originally optimistic about the boy Ye Ren. He was young, ambitious, resourceful, and had good future potential. However, he was repeatedly broken into the hands of the Demon Flame Boy, not only was he embarrassing, but he also showed his ugly appearance.

Disappointment ~ Anger ~ All kinds of disgust filled Mammen's heart.

He glared at the demon god Satan with envy and jealousy. Why is this old guy so lucky? With such an outstanding son, he is many times better than the Ye Blade boy.

"I admit defeat for Ye Blade." After all, Dark Mamen is the demon god, forcibly suppressing the emotions that are about to explode. "We three demon gods at the same time exert force to move the Ye Blade army out of the competition circle."

The demon god Satan turned his eyes: "Our rule is that the commander admits defeat by himself, or the whole person is annihilated before it counts. Ye Ren is just captured and did not say he wants to admit defeat. Maybe there is still a chance to turn the tables. Mamen, you are not qualified to surrender for him."

The dark demon god Mamen turned his eyes. Is there any chance to turn the tables in this scene?

"Don't be impatient, Satan is right. We three demons cannot interfere in the game randomly." Samar said calmly, "It's just that this game is too weird. We can ask the Demon Flame's opinions. Whether to release or capture, we have to listen to his."

Although the dark demon god Mamen was unwilling to do so, he could not suffer a terrible backlash against the Styx for the sake of a mere Night Blade.

Soon, the collective wishes of the three great demons fell into Wang Yan's ears.

"Don't let it go." Wang Yan responded directly, "The army of Prince Night Blade still has more than half of its combat power. I just need to use a little trick to make these prisoners use it for me and launch an attack on Asmod. This is also a very reasonable tactic, right?"

hiss!?

The demon gods Mamen and Samar both took a breath. Is this demon flame boy too vicious?

The combat power of living can be driven as cannon fodder. The dead Night Demon Clan can also be collected as materials. This is a business that will never be lost for the Demon Flame. Why should we let others go?

As for the commander Prince Ye Ren, he said he would admit defeat, haha, of course there is a way to prevent him from making this hole.

At this moment, the audience of the Night Demon Clan became anxious.

The army led by Prince Ye Blade is mostly the nobles of the Night Demon Clan. If you fight in a dignified manner and fight to the death, no matter whether you lose or win, it will be the glory of the Night Demon Clan.

But if they were driven to be cannon fodder and had to be treated as materials after death, many Night Demon nobles could not bear it. They shouted and passed the pressure on the Night Demon King.

The Night Demon King was also very depressed and angry. Firstly, it was the exaggerated things that Mo Yan did to his son. Secondly, if so many young talents from the Night Demon Clan were allowed to die unjustly, they might be divided within the Night Demon Clan.

Although he was extremely frustrated, the Great Demon King of Yesha had to stand up and say: "Three Demon Gods, I, Yesha, are willing to discuss with His Highness of the Night Demon Clan and His Royal Highness of the Night Demon Clan. As long as he is willing to let Ye Bian and my compatriots of the Night Demon Clan, I, Yesha, are willing to pay enough rewards."

Offering money to redeem people is the only choice for the Night Evil Demon King.

"It's okay to redeem people." Through the exclusive use of the Demon God, Wang Yanfeng said lightly with a smile, "Those who can live until they are captured on the battlefield are outstanding talents, and my Demon Flame also values ​​them very much. Let's do this, these living Night Demon army will redeem them after three million magic crystals."

"Three million?"

The Night Evil Demon King was shocked. This was not too much, but too little. Originally, he thought that this time, there would be no magic crystals that could not impress the Demon Flame Boy.

Immediately, he nodded quickly and said, "Three million magic crystals, okay, deal."

The other nobles of the Night Demon Clan also felt a little incredible. The "fighting god" His Royal Highness of the Demon Flame was so easy to talk to? For a time, many nobles of the Night Demon Clan weakened their hostility towards the Demon Flame a lot.

The people from the Purgatory Demon Clan were a little dissatisfied. His Royal Highness was born in the wild and had too little knowledge. With the wealth of Night Evil Demon King, he could only feel distressed if he took out tens of millions of magic crystals.

"As for Prince Night Blade~" Wang Yan laughed, "He is now the son-in-law of the Ogre tribe and the Giant Hammer tribe, and he is still happy, so he will not release it."

"ah?"

The face of the Night Demon King turned blue. In his heart, the weight of the hundreds of young talents of the Night Demon clan was far less than that of Prince Ye Blade alone.

Moreover, the ogre's son-in-law made him angry. If possible, he had already rushed in and fought with the demon flame. But at this moment, he could only pinch his nose and said, "Your Highness Demon Flame, I am willing to invest 10 million magic crystals to redeem the Night Blade."

"Ten million? No, no, you underestimate the value of our son-in-law in the ogre tribe." Wang Yan said seriously, "Our Barbara Giant Hammer, but I like Night Blade very much."

Damn it!

Faced with such insults and all kinds of strange eyes around him, the Night Evil Demon King was almost collapsed, but for the sake of his son's life, he had to increase the price and say: "One thousand five million magic crystals."

"One hundred million magic crystals." Wang Yan lion said, "For only one hundred million magic crystals, I will let Barbasa Giant Hammer give up the pain."

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The Night Evil Demon King was swearing in his heart, and he really wanted to turn his head and leave. Why don’t you rob a magic crystal of 100 million? If he really had to pay 100 million magic crystals, he would rather give birth to a few more.

Of course, there is no need to regenerate.

Ye Ren still has a few brothers and sisters. Although they are far inferior to Ye Ren, the resources of 100 million magic crystals can easily smash them to the demigod level.

"Class leader, you just accept it, isn't it just one hundred million?"

"Yes, patriarch. You are the entire Night Demon Clan. You have been in charge of the Night Demon Clan for so many years. Can you still take out one hundred million magic crystals, right?"

The noble elders under the command of Yesha Demon King began to persuade Yesha, one by one, and they said one by one that was 100 million magic crystals, which seemed not very valuable, but just a pile of stones on the roadside.

Suddenly, the Night Evil Demon King figured out why the boy Demon Flame priced hundreds of Night Demon young men so low and the Night Blade so high.

This is a differentiation, and he is blatantly differentiating his night demon clan.

If Yesha doesn't agree to the conditions, the Demon Flame Boy can naturally close the ransom channel in anger, and no one will come back.

But if Yesha took out the ransom for the millions of magic crystals, he had to bear it himself, because it was the ransom for the redemption of Ye Jian, and there was no reason to share it with the nobles of all walks of life.

If he relies on force and power to share that 100 million, his Night Evil Demon King will naturally be able to do it over time. However, it will inevitably cause complaints from the entire clan, causing huge conflicts and outbreaks within, and laying the consequences for the future. This is also a consequence that the Night Evil Demon King cannot bear.

"Okay, good boy." The great demon king of Yesha laughed in anger, "One hundred million magic crystals, okay, very good, this time I Yesha admit defeat. You let go of everyone. After the Hell Conference is over, I Yesha will pay."

"No." Wang Yan's attitude was very firm, "After carrying 103 million magic crystals and paying them to my Father God, I will release them immediately."

"Pay cash?" The Night Evil Demon King was furious, "Demon Flame, are you teasing me? I have to sell all the assets to get all the money. If you ask me to pay now, what will this Demon King pay?"

"Then let's just borrow it. Ask your compatriots to borrow it, ask your Demon God to borrow it. If you are willing, forget it." No matter what, Wang Yan refused to be credited. Especially for enemies like Ye Ren Ye Sha who owe the account and refuse to repay the debt after he has owed the account?

The nobles of the Night Demon Clan stopped doing it and hurriedly began to persuade the Night Demon King. Everyone was away and still brought some money with them. They guaranteed that they could lend it to the Night Demon King in the name of the Night Demon Clan's patriarch.

They were really afraid that the demon flame would be furious and would directly close the ransom channel. You should know that it is very cheap for them to redeem excellent descendants in the family. They would share them with only a few thousand magic crystal coins.

Under the strong pressure, even the Night Evil Demon King had to bow his head and start raising wealth resources. If the magic crystal coins were not enough, Wang Yan also agreed to use some at least holy weapon-level weapons and equipment, as well as rare resources to fill it.

Even so, the Night Evil Demon King gathered more than 80 million magic crystals and resources on the spot, and then had to take action to fill the holes for him, and then angrily handed over all the resources to the demon Satan.

"Demon Satan, you have really given birth to a good son." Dark Demon Mammon sneered, "You can even get so much money when you attend a hell conference."

"Haha, average, my demon flame still needs to grow." The demon god Satan smiled and bloomed. This huge amount of money was a huge sum of money for him, the demon god.

The baby son used his tricks and cut such a large piece of meat from the Dark Demon Realm.

This son is promising.

"The Demon Flame Boy is not simple." The fallen demon god Samar also sighed slightly. The ransom plan proposed by the Demon Flame was simply a stroke of a god. The Night Evil Demon King forced to take out so many resources.

If the Demon Flame Boy grabbed the eyebrows and beard and put the ransoms of the Night Blade and hundreds of Night Demon Clans together, it would be great that he could finally get 30 to 40 million resources.

After Wang Yan and the demon god Satan confirmed that the ransom had been received, they nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, Your Majesty Majesty, please teleport people at any time."

"snort!"

The voice of the dark demon god Mamen sounded in Wang Yan's ears, "Boy, I remember you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast stream of divine power surged, the Night Demon captives, including the Night Blade Prince, turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the battlefield.

"His Majesty Mahman walked slowly." Wang Yan greeted with a smile without fear.

The demon god Mamen even paid more attention to Wang Yan's interest at this time, and after the humming sounded, he flashed directly.

"It's so good, I'm getting rich now." Zhang Weidao and others cheered.

More than 100 million magic crystals are a wealth of astronomical numbers. This is a wealth that even the demon gods will target. The most important thing is that more super warriors can be created in batches through conversion.

The more troops Wang Yan can control and the stronger the more it will be, the more capital it will be to fight against the Abyss Army.

The pressure faced by the earth is too great. The abyss is a world with demons and legends all over the ground. If the earth cannot rise strongly, it may only become a slave to the abyss demons for generations.

This is also why the Shiva Goddess and others were willing to follow Wang Yan and fight in the hell plane. The heavy responsibility was already unknowingly pressing on them.
Chapter completed!