C32 If i don't scam you who will i scam?

The next day, the sky was bright and sunny. A light breeze caressed his face, relaxing and relaxing.

Longxian, after a day and night of competition, had already been determined as to the final one hundred places. Therefore, the clan leaders of the various clans would meet and offer up Ancient Symbol s as a map of the land of good fortune.

When the land of good fortune was confirmed, the millions of elites would fall into a hodgepodge and join the battle once more. They did not have their ancestors' protection, nor did they have any bodyguards following them.

If you flinch, you can, wait for death, and if you are timid, you can get out early.

Myriad Clans Competition were not places where people from every race fought for, they were places where people would die. There was no burial ground, and it was hard to find corpses, their fresh blood floated around and converged into a river.

Once, there was a Myriad Clans Competition that involved a total of two thousand races, with less than two hundred thousand participants participating in it. However, it was precisely these two hundred thousand people, who had yet to reach the altar set by the ten thousand clans, who had already died for over a hundred thousand years.

Helpless, the heads of the two thousand races all decided that they could fight, they couldn't see the blood, and they couldn't see the dead.

This was how the clan leaders arranged it, but the rest of the people had long since killed to the point where their eyes were bloodshot. Their minds were muddled, and their eyes were bloodshot, so in the end, the remaining tens of thousands of people were reduced to around five thousand people.

It was an exception to the rule of Myriad Clans Competition. The Large Competition had ended, and the elites of the two thousand different races had suffered too much damage, causing many clan leaders to feel heartache.

Sometimes, they would have hundreds of races, and sometimes, they would have thousands of races. It was because even if many races did not want that good fortune, they did not want their young generation's vitality to be greatly damaged, nor did they want to harm the foundation of their clans.

Ancient Symbol could map the land of good fortune, and could similarly open an ancient battlefield. This was the stage for the young generation of the ten thousand clans to compete, it was called Myriad Clans Battlefield.

In this battlefield, the seniors of the various families were not allowed to interfere. When the Myriad Clans Battlefield's ancient gate closed, the elites within were completely isolated from the outside world for a period of one hundred days.

A hundred days later, the young elites who ascended to the Myriad Clans Battlefield Sacred Altar would be unrelenting and would have a chance to enter the Land of Destiny. They would also be protected on the altar. No one would seek revenge for malpractice. This was an iron law that had been passed down since ancient times.

However, if he died in Myriad Clans Battlefield … Then he would die.

The Great Sage introduced the cruelty of Myriad Clans Battlefield to the elites with a powerless tone. In fact, if Human Clan continued to shine, he did not wish for the children to take risks. Out of the hundred or so people, who knew how many would come out once they came out.

Those were all the hopes for the future of the Human Clan, such as the Eastern Palace Heaven's Pride, Xia Feiyang, the Northern Hall Heaven's Pride, and the Southern Hall Heaven's Pride. They were the hope of the eight halls, and it was the hope of the Human Clan as well.

"The battlefield is merciless. No matter what the clans do outside, as long as the Myriad Clans Battlefield's dimensional door closes, no one would interfere. There will always be people dead and they will always stay on the battlefield. There's still time for all of you to regret it! " Great Sage's tone was depressing.

"We will not retreat until we die. We will strive for good fortune and continue on with our incomparably glorious Human Clan!"

The Myriad Clans Battlefield was also a place to hone in. Even if one was unable to get a chance at a good fortune, as long as they survived and walked out, they would be able to establish their own strong power, and they would even have the combat experience of tempering themselves.

"I will await your return and follow the eighth hallmaster to the border!" The voice of the Great Sage was unquestionable.

At this moment, the eight hall masters had all appeared, and each of them was carrying a portion of their people to enter the Transfer Array s. And the border in Great Sage's mouth, was precisely the border region of the millions of kilometers under the control of Human Clan.

To cross the border was to enter the Great Wasteland, where countless living creatures of various races resided. Of course, many weak races who depended on the Human Clan to survive had long since moved to the territory of the Human Clan, and lived or died together with the Human Clan.

The Great Wasteland was also limitless. The endless mountains and rivers were vast, and there were many living creatures, yet they had passed through the great wasteland …

There were very few creatures of the ten thousand races who set foot there, because that was the Savage Domain. True vicious beasts resided there, and their bodies were comparable to mountains.

Meanwhile, some of the ancient legacies and Daoists came from the Wilderness as well, secretive and terrifying. It was said that an ancient legacy could exterminate many races.

Even some remnants of vicious beasts with impure bloodlines did not dare to set foot into the Wilderness. This was enough to show just how terrifying the Wilderness was.

It was just that for some reason, the great savageness of Savage Domain and the ancient legacies of life rarely stepped into the territory of the ten thousand clans. It was unknown what they were following and what they were protecting.

What was even more mysterious was that it was rumored that after the Wilderness, there would be the even more mysterious Great Desolate Province. It was just that no one knew if there were any living creatures there that lived in such a mysterious and fearsome place.

At that time, the Palace Masters would lead the Human Clan to the borders of the Human Clan and meet up with the living beings of the tens of thousands of clans. At that time, the Palace Masters would jointly sacrifice Ancient Symbol s to map out the location of good fortune.

Many of the clan's factions and cultivators who came to send them off all looked enviously at the hundred people who had already changed into battle armors. On their shoulders, they carried their individual glory, the glory of their clans, and the continuation of their entire Human Clan …

"Eh, there's one missing!"

One of them said with a frown, because one person was missing in the last hundred or so people.

"Ah, Mask Man did not come. He left last night, why is he not here anymore? Could it be that he was afraid before he left? "

"Hmph, it's not that big of a deal for someone from an unorthodox background to have heard of the cruelty of Myriad Clans Battlefield, they must have retreated!" Among the few families that had been targeted by Xia Yang, a youth spoke with contempt.

"Although he might have elders backing him, he is a rogue cultivator after all. How can he compare to our family? "If he doesn't know his limits, it's better for him to retreat. Otherwise, our family will settle accounts with him sooner or later!" The Sun Mansion's young disciples spoke coldly, their words and their words were filled with contempt towards Xia Yang.

Little did they know that when Xia Yang took revenge on the Sun Mansion, this young disciple hid at home and didn't even dare to fart. Now that he couldn't see the Mask Man, his confidence had actually exploded, and he began to attack with his words.

Dong, dong, dong.

Suddenly, the sound of powerful footsteps could be heard. The ground trembled slightly, and with every step, a gust of air spread out, causing many cultivators to feel their hair stand on end. It was as if the next step would land on their bodies.

The crowd automatically parted to form a path. A man covered in blood staggered forward step by step, wearing a mask.

"The Mask Man is here, what's wrong with him? Why is my entire body covered in blood? " Someone exclaimed.

As for the Sun Mansion disciple who had slandered Xia Yang, he completely ignored the strange footwork that Xia Yang had displayed earlier and directly laughed loudly: "The invincible Mask Man was heavily injured by someone? I'm dying of laughter, hahaha! "

There were also people hiding in the crowd and causing a ruckus, it was just like the Mask Man being useless, being suppressed and becoming more arrogant, almost getting killed by a true expert, and so on.

Xia Yang staggered, and showed signs of falling at any moment, which led to more and more disciples pointing at him. There were even people from the Chen Family, the Sun Mansion, and the disciples from the Yun Chao who walked out of the crowd, blocking Xia Yang's way forward.

"You can't even stand steadily, yet you still dare to participate in Myriad Clans Competition, are you making a fool of yourself by doing this to me?" The third brother of the three Chen Family Brothers, Chen Sheng blocked in front of Xia Yang, and said with disdain.

At the same time, the young disciples of the Sun Mansion and people of the Yun Chao all stood forward and surrounded Xia Yang. Even a portion of the young disciples of the Eastern Palace stood forward, wanting to refuse for Xia Tong.

On the arena yesterday, the Mask Man could be said to have caused the Eastern Palace's younger generation to lose all face.

"You're courting death, actually humiliating my cousin Xia Tong. Are you even a man?" The one who spoke was Xia Jin.

"Hey, do you want to see the face down there?" Chen Sheng reminded him with a smile that was not a smile. The young disciples of the several families suddenly understood, and even the onlookers found it hard to conceal their excitement.

The Mask Man was also a mysterious existence. Many people wanted to see his true appearance, so Chen Sheng's words were echoed.

"Is everyone here?"

Suddenly, Mask Man raised his head. His body no longer swayed and his entire body was crackling as if he was cooking beans. He swung his shoulders and laughed.

Everyone looked at each other. They were all confused. What kind of game was this?

"F * ck, this guy tricked us. He's fine, he purposely disguised himself like this!" Suddenly, the people from Sun Mansion shouted loudly, turned around and ran. This guy's brain wasn't that stupid after all.

"You scammer, run!" The people from Chen Family retreated with large strides, wanting to slip away into the crowd.

"I # $% @ …" The faces of the group of people surrounding the Xia Yang family members turned green. The Mask Man was trying to scam them as usual.

"Hehe, before leaving, warm up first. If I don't swindle you idiots, who am I going to swindle?!"