These words completely cut off the minds of those who escaped from the battle, and they were fully convinced that if any of them really insisted on withdrawing from the Wanxiong Conference, the wizened old man would kill them mercilessly.

"I've said everything that needs to be said, the specific rules of the conference, you can see for yourself!"

The thin old man raised a hand, and the golden light flashed from above, and in an instant, more than 60,000 golden rays of light crossed the sky and flew into the hands of every martial artist present.

Shout!

Chen Luo grabbed the flying golden light, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a palm-sized golden brand, with inscriptions all over the brand, adding a touch of mystery to it.

"What's the use of this brand......

Chen Luo took a closer look, and tried it with his strength, but he didn't see any clues. If it weren't for the strange inscription on the sign, he would have thought it was an ordinary golden sign.

The people present were obviously in the same trouble as Chen Luo, and after looking at them for a while, they raised their heads one after another, and looked at the thin old man standing on the high platform in the center with puzzled eyes, hoping that he could give an answer.

Feeling the more and more doubtful eyes cast at him, the thin old man said: "This thing is called a magic card, you only need to smear the inscription on the magic card with blood, and you can use it." ”

Hearing this, everyone did the same, and Chen Luo also shook his hand, shattered the cortex, and smeared the crimson blood with the inscription on the golden magic card.

Multiply!

The inscription on the golden magic card suddenly came to life, and the golden light shone, shining brightly in the sky.

At the same time, Chen Luo felt a strange fluctuation emanating from the golden magic card, and it instantly submerged into his body.

As this strange fluctuation entered his body, lines of golden words appeared in Chen Luo's mind, slowly rolling in his mind.

Chen Luo looked at these words carefully, and the rules of the Wanxiong Conference were explained in detail, which can be divided into four articles in summary.

Article 1: Every time a contestant kills a demon beast, every time he gets a treasure, and every time he kills a warrior, the golden magic card will have a corresponding record, forming a concrete "combat power point".

Article 2: According to the strength of the level of killing the demon beast, the level of the treasure obtained, and the strength of the warrior killed, the combat power points obtained are also different.

Article 3: The level of combat power points determines the final ranking, and the top 1,000 can choose to join the Suzaku Mansion in the southern capital, or they can choose to exchange for huge rewards. Of course, the ranking will also determine the different treatment.

Article 4: Power points can be used for trading, and if you want to forcibly seize them, you must give them willingly to the opponent, or directly kill the opponent.

After reading these words, Chen Luo couldn't help but take a deep breath as he remembered the last paragraph of the text.

"The Wanxiong Conference, for two years, without any constraints, kills people and grabs treasures, and can be done arbitrarily. Two years later, the survivors went to Wanxiong Divine Peak to compete with the heroes of the Southern Regions!"

What this Ten Thousand Heroes Conference follows is the law of the jungle, where the law of the jungle is the strong, and the winner is king.

"It's clear that everyone is forced to kill each other......" Chen Luo sighed, this so-called Wanxiong Conference was very similar to the Gu cultivation technique he had heard of in his previous life, putting all the highly poisonous things into a container, letting them devour each other, and the last one left was the most powerful.

The only difference is that Gu cultivation uses poison, while here, it uses humans with strong martial arts.

Wu Xiangyu also frowned her good-looking eyebrows: "Yes, no wonder there are so many casualties in every Wanxiong Conference." It's just that I don't know why the last one was wiped out, and it stands to reason that at least one or two will survive. ”

"Who knows, anyway, after the conference starts, everything has to be careful. Chen Luo pinched his palm, and somehow, he had expectations in his heart, looking forward to fighting well in that unconstrained place.

Perhaps, as he said, he wants to compete with the heroes of the Southern Regions!

......

The thin old man stood on the high platform, looking down at the people below, looking at the faces that were either frightened, solemn, or joyful, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

In the last Wanxiong Conference, he also stood in this place and said the same thing, and the reaction below was the same, but in the end, no one could come back......

No!

In a sense, that guy is still alive, heh, time flies so fast, ten years have passed in a flash, and the new Wanxiong Conference has also begun, I don't know if the guy who was suppressed under the Dragon Demon Mountain is dead or not.

The thin old man thought, there was a trace of fear in his slightly cloudy eyes, even if ten years had passed, but whenever he thought of that guy, he still had a trembling feeling.

"This year's warriors, there shouldn't be that kind of perversion......

The thin old man swept towards the people below, and immediately shook his head, saying in his heart, if there is another person like that, it can only be said that this year's contestants have fallen into blood mold.

Sighing lightly, the thin old man said aloud: "Do you still have any questions?"

"Yes, what if you kill a martial artist with a background at the conference, and his elders retaliate afterwards?" Chen Luo raised his head and asked.

The thin old man smiled: "I, the southern capital of Suzaku Mansion, should protect you." ”

"Understood. Chen Luo nodded and said no more.

The thin old man's eyes swept to everyone, and said with a smile: "Who still has any doubts, put them up now, otherwise the Wanxiong Conference will be opened, but it will be called heaven and earth should not be called spiritual." ”

There was a burst of laughter from below, but no one asked questions.

"Okay, everything that should be said has been said, and what should be asked has been asked, I hereby announce, Wanxiong Conference, open!"

As soon as the thin old man's hands were sealed, a majestic fluctuation surged on the thin body, and then, the great earthquake trembled, becoming more and more intense, as if there were countless earth dragons, rolling violently in the soil, so that some martial artists who had cultivated to weaker were swaying left and right.

"Open!"

The thin old man drank violently, and the sound shook the sky, and then Chen Luo and the others saw that in front of them, there was an almost transparent barrier slowly rising.

"Teacher, is this the enchantment of the formation......" Chen Luo asked in his heart.

Lin Quan replied, "No, this is not a formation barrier, this is a space barrier...... It's so powerful, I don't know where the sacredness can set up such a wide range of space barriers. ”

"Space barrier?" Chen Luo was stunned.

Lin Quan said: "Yes, only the Venerable of the Divine Mighty Realm can set up a spatial barrier, but with such a wide range of spatial barriers, I'm afraid only an existence of the Void Saint level can do it." ”

"Wu Xiangyu said that in the Suzaku Mansion in the southern capital, there is a void saint-level existence. Chen Luo nodded, and didn't delve too deeply, after all, that realm was too far away from him now.

Rumble!

The huge spatial barrier slowly rose, and a desolate aura that was completely different from the outside world rolled in from there, making everyone's faces become solemn at this moment.