Changsheng no longer looked at Dabi's square, nor did he care about the conversation between Hu Linyuan and the others, he just looked into the distance with blank eyes, and did not say a word or answer from beginning to end.

His overly cold reaction was naturally seen by the local tyrant trio.

Hu Linyuan's face suddenly turned a little ugly, and Jing Yuanrou, who had always admired immortality, couldn't help frowning. Because they never thought that when they came forward to talk to someone, they would ignore them in a blatant manner.

Between the three, the only one who didn't seem to react was Yeliang Bow. But in fact, Yeliang Bow is not unresponsive, he just doesn't show it obviously.

Seeing this, Yeliang Gong did not play a round as before, but pulled Jing Yuanrou on his side with a smile, and then beckoned Hu Linyuan to go away together. If you look closely, you will see that the smile on his face has never reached the bottom of his eyes.

Obviously, he, like Hu Linyuan and Jing Yuanrou, felt that he was offended.

When the three of them had walked far enough, Changsheng's eyes moved slightly, and then he quietly watched their backs.

In fact, at first, he did think about befriending these three people. Because they gave him the opportunity to walk the catwalk at the centennial ceremony.

Although this is just a mutually beneficial and win-win thing for them, for Changsheng, he still inherits this favor.

For this reason, he can ignore the difficulties he encountered when Hua Rongzong walked the catwalk at the beginning, and he can also endure the arrogance when Hu Linyuan blocked him from asking about the news in the newspaper yesterday.

After all, fate is not easy. If he can be a friend, he doesn't want to push people away because of some small things.

But when Hu Linyuan came to demonstrate to him today, Changsheng suddenly figured out a truth.

He understood that human affection and friendship are different after all.

Since the other party has never regarded him as an equal, why should he be patient and continue to endure it?

His temper was not good, and when he first crossed over, he even dared to scare the Absolute Emperor, not to mention that the three people in front of him were not immortal emperors, but just monks who had just entered the Yuan Infant Realm.

So Changsheng thought about it for a while, and decided not to be wronged anymore and endure it.

He remembered their favor, so forget about friendship.

Changsheng looked away from the three of them and refocused his gaze on the square. Jing Yuanrou said that this square looked a little different from yesterday, but in fact, she didn't feel wrong, this square has indeed changed.

Changsheng has always been keen, he can feel that the ground of the square is a little thicker than yesterday, and it is very likely that there are some things under this land that the organizers of Dabi have installed. As for what exactly was contained, Changsheng was not very clear.

After all, he really didn't understand how the technology tree of this cultivation realm was ordered. Obviously, the role of many magic weapons is very similar to that of modern televisions and other supplies, but there have never been basic things such as steam engines and generators.

Just as Changsheng was thinking, the blazing sun hung silently above his head. And this also means that noon is coming, and the sect competition is finally about to begin.

When the noon clock rang, the contestants, who were still talking around the square, suddenly closed their mouths.

They used their spiritual power and flew neatly into the square as they had done in the previous two days, waiting for the organizer to introduce the rules of today's big competition.

After the contestants waited peacefully for a quarter of an hour, what they were waiting for was not the voice of the organizer of the Zongmen Grand Competition, but the constantly shaking ground and the slowly rising square.

The flat square cracked inch by inch, and when the change finally stopped, the whole square had been evenly divided into a thousand parts, and on each piece of land stood a contestant of the big competition.

And above the 1,000 pieces of land, a semi-circular transparent protective shield was lowered at the same time, restricting the range of activities of all the contestants under their respective protective shields.

It was only then that the person sent by the organizer to introduce the rules was belated. Judging from the embroidered lines on his clothes, he was probably a true disciple of a certain great sect in the Middle Thousand World.

After all, only the middle thousand worlds where nobles gather will deliberately tattoo the emblems of their respective sects on their clothes to show their heritage.

The person who came stood in the sky above the square with a serious face, and introduced the rules of Dabi to everyone in a smooth tone: "I think you have all noticed at this time that today's Dabi is very different from the past. ”

"You don't have to be nervous. We've just installed a new type of teleportation artifact under the square. ”

"The thousand lands on which you stand today have been numbered accordingly by us. Numbers range from one to one thousand, and there are no repetitions. Please remember your number, it's a lifesaver. ”

"If someone's life is in danger in Tabi, you can pronounce your number, and the teleporter buried under your feet will automatically activate and teleport you safely back to the square. ”

The rules of today's big competition are only halfway introduced, and the slightly smarter contestants in the square are already a little chilly.

"What do you mean by this? Isn't Dabi all carried out in the illusion realm! Even if we die in the illusion realm, we will only lose some spiritual power and spirit, so why do we need to install any teleportation magic weapons?"

An elegantly dressed contestant interrupted the introducer directly, and he asked the question that many people wanted to ask at the moment.

They really couldn't figure out why the big competition, which had always only been carried out in the illusion world, suddenly teleported in real person? Although the organizer provided security, it would still kill people if it didn't make a good fuss.

Which contestant here is not the pride of the sky? If they die early at such a young age, not to mention that they themselves are unwilling, even the sect behind them will not give up.

"It's so noisy......"

Just as the person who introduced the rules was about to answer the contestant's question, an unfamiliar male voice suddenly came across the void.

The man's voice was neither high nor low, and although he was saying disgusting words, there was a sense of casual banter in his tone.

But if this banter is accompanied by the corpse of the contestant who was questioned before, it will instantly become an indescribable horror.

Suddenly, there were only 999 of the 1,000 contestants, and the entire square fell silent.

And the man who didn't know where he was didn't care about everyone's reaction at all, and he even commented with ease: "This appearance seems to be a little less beautiful." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse, which had been torn apart and miserable, quietly turned into a bloody foam. If you look down from the sky, you can still appreciate a very poignant blood-colored flower outlined by the blood foam.

The place where Changsheng was standing was not far from the dead contestant, so he could see the blood-colored patterns spreading across the land clearly, and he could even make out the specific type of flower drawn by the speaker.

It is a doomsday flower unique to the world. Because of the desolate color, and only in the sunset bloody bloom, so it is called the end of the world.

In addition to this, it has another name called Seeking White Bone. Because under this flower, there are all white bones.

It is a flower fed on blood and bones, and it has always been regarded as a hoodoo by the people of the Three Thousand Worlds.

Before today, Changsheng never thought that there would be people in this world who would dislike the other party's ugly death after killing someone, and then use their blood foam to sketch the doomsday flower with great interest to pursue a sense of art.

This guy can't be a complete pervert, right?

"Although the dead man was noisy, he had a good saying. There is no need for this magic weapon to save people. ”

The man was still talking to himself. With his words, the ground under everyone's feet shook violently, and the rescue device buried in the soil was easily destroyed by him.

Even so, no one interrupted him, let alone stopped him. Even the Middle Thousand World Cultivator with a serious face at the beginning was just waiting for him to finish with a cold sweat on his face at this time.

"Hmm...... That's pretty much it. Don't be nervous, I'm not here to kill, I just can't find anyone and get upset, so I'm just here to have some fun and pass the time. ”

"Actually, I'm looking forward to your next performance, after all, you are all geniuses of the human race. Since you are a genius, you should also be extremely talented at pleasing others, right?"

"Speaking of which, I haven't been born for a long time, I didn't expect to bump into the sect as soon as I was born, don't let me down too much. ”

"Of course, if you really don't have the talent to make this contest boring, I wouldn't mind having fun with your own hands. ”

"After all, slaughtering a thousand geniuses can barely be considered fun......"

Changsheng's heart jumped when he heard this. He always felt that since this man spoke out, this big competition had completely gotten out of control.

Today's contestants in Dabi are basically true disciples of the major sects, but this man can say all the words of slaughter so casually, he is obviously very strong. Strong enough to ignore the sect behind these disciples, strong enough not to take the so-called rules and morality to heart.

If it's so strong...... Probably it could only be some immortal emperor in the world who had been in retreat for a long time, right?

The man didn't say anything more after saying this, and the terrifying pressure that hung over the square faded, as if nothing had ever happened.

After the man's remaining power was completely gone, the monk of the Thousand Worlds wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with trembling hands, and then he continued to introduce the rules that had not been finished before with an ugly face.

"This Dabi is limited to three days, and the content of Dabi is to teleport your true bodies to a certain secret realm to fight and experience. ”

"After three days, we will rank you according to the number of kills, and the top 100 will be able to advance to the next competition. ”

"If it is less than three days, and there are only a hundred living people left in the secret realm, then this big competition will end early. The 100 surviving people will automatically advance, and the teleportation array in the secret realm will be activated immediately, teleporting the surviving people back to the square together. ”

"Finally, I hope that you will ...... Be able to live in peace. The monk's last words were squeezed out almost word for word, and after he finished speaking, he quickly left Dabi Square with a flying sword.

Whether it was the contestants of Dabi or the audience in front of the spirit mirror, they all knew very well what the monk's last words meant.

Due to the disturbance of that strange man, the contestants of today's sect competition are about to face the real nine deaths.

In other words, they are not only dead, but they are even likely to be wiped out entirely.

Because no one knows whether the man who is looking for fun will be pleased by their performance.