The Western Wilderness stretches millions of miles away, running from north to south, completely isolating Yanguo and other places from the wasteland.

Coupled with the obstacle of the dangerous place of the Burning Sand Sea, ordinary people cannot cross it unless they are the ancestors of the Yudan period.

But this is only the Western Wilderness, as for how big the wasteland has fallen, since ancient times, there is no exact number.

I only know that the barbarian king exists, and it will take at least several years to fly from one side to the other.

How fast Zhou Nan's speed is, if he rushes with all his might, 20,000 miles a day, it will no longer be a problem.

Although the speed of the Barbarian King's existence is unknown, it is at least dozens of times that of Zhou Nan.

From this conversion, there is a rough definite number of how vast this wasteland is.

This tribal contest was not so much held in the center of the wasteland as it was the preserve of this large area in the eastern part of the wasteland. Seriously, many people have never been out of the Eastern Regions in their lives. But alas, they are all kept in the dark and don't know it.

The wasteland is too big and dangerous, and it is naturally divided into four.

For management, for a variety of reasons. The wasteland was divided into four regions, east, west, north and south by the barbarian remnants according to their geographical location, which were garrisoned by four super tribes, one emperor and three kings.

And this time, the Golden Wolf Tribe will participate in the Hundred Tribes Competition, which is a grand event every three hundred years in the East Domain.

This practice has been observed since ancient times, and it has never been interrupted at any time.

According to ancient records, Dabi's original reason was just to communicate with various tribes so that they could work together to deal with the wild beasts.

But after all, time is too long, and future generations are forgetful. The hearts of the people are not ancient, and they have long forgotten the original intention of their ancestors.

Until now. This tribe is more than that, whether it is recognized or not. It's a long time since a different taste.

It has become a means for powerful tribes to compete for power and profit, deceive themselves, and divide resources.

But all the tribes that are qualified to participate in the tribal competition are at least medium-sized tribes, and they have the existence of barbarians.

Small tribes, too weak to even be nominated.

But even so, every time there is a big competition, thousands of tribes gather.

Among them are some of the most famous and large tribes. There is a barbarian king in charge. The strength of each one is extremely strong.

But if you want to say the most prominent, it is the master of the Donglin tribe.

After all, the names of the Eastern Domains are named after their existence. You can name a tribe in a domain, and it will be inherited for 10,000 years, just think with your toes, and you know how terrifying it is!

One at a time the tribe is larger than the result. There are no more than two.

There is no third possibility except for success, or failure!

Successful people are proud of the world. His tribe will continue to exist.

And the guy who loses can only become a slave. The clan is ruined. Carved up.

Therefore, every time the big ratio. It's a big challenge for any tribe.

Once brilliant or not. The big challenge of existence or not. If it fails, it's really going to be miserable.

The existence of the barbarian marquis is really exaggerated. Therefore, in order to avoid hurting the harmony between the various races, it will lead to a tasteless war. The Donglin tribe made a special decision, and the players of all ethnic groups in the tribal competition were all young people under the age of 100.

With such restrictions, although the success or failure of right and wrong will still involve the relationship between various ethnic groups and the division of interests.

But after all, it's just a fight between juniors, and the older generation can still figure it out, which greatly resolves the contradictions of things.

Therefore, the juniors do it and the adults watch the play, which has become a characteristic of the tribal competition.

After all, whether a tribe is strong or not, although the older generation is strong, is important. But more importantly, there are a large number of outstanding descendants. Otherwise, if the unfortunate one encounters the embarrassment of not receiving green and yellow, that is, no matter how powerful the tribe is, it will have to close its doors and end miserably.

Although the junior did it, it was not so earth-shattering. But don't let that make you underestimate these little guys.

After all, there are still many wonderful and gorgeous people in this world, and there have never been less.

In the world, there is no shortage of genius. There is no strongest, only stronger, and this has been the case since ancient times.

Thousands of tribes, all kinds of geniuses, come together, albeit with age restrictions. But a hundred years is really a lot. Enough for every genius to grow to a considerable extent and show infinite wonderful.

In the previous big competition, there were many guys who reached the terrifying two-star barbarian marquis before they were a hundred years old.

Superb talent, powerful cultivation, almost didn't scare the older generation of guys to death.

Whenever they encounter this kind of existence, the Donglin tribe will come forward and personally recruit such a genius.

At the same time, in exchange, the tribe where this genius is located will be protected by the Donglin tribe for three hundred years.

In three hundred years, no matter what kind of great changes have taken place in this tribe, even if only one person is left dead, this agreement will still not be blown by the wind and cannot be extinguished by thunder. As long as the Donglin tribe does not fall for a day, then this agreement will still count.

Looking at it this way, although Zhou Nan's strength is terrifying, it may not necessarily get any advantage.

The existence of a two-star barbarian marquis, he is not afraid. But the genius of the two-star barbarian marquis can't tolerate him not to play up the spirit of twelve.

After all, the world is bigger, and there are more geniuses. But he is not alone, and he has the ability to leapfrog the challenge.

What he can do, others can do. Even if there is really that kind of immortal genius that happens once in 10,000 years, that is Zhou Nan, he has to stand aside. It's not like this can't happen!

Although he has crossed a big realm, with the cultivation of the foundation building period, he has killed as many as five existences in the Yudan period, which is enough to make Zhou Nan proud and despise the vast majority of geniuses. But to be honest, it's not that stellar.

After all, the immortal road is long, and there will always be dangers that are beyond your ability to do this or that. Only to survive, to survive as much as possible, to cross one hardship after another, to the end of the immortal road. That's when it's the real pride!

And other times, no matter how beautiful you are, under the butcher's knife of the years, you are still weak and pitiful.

The violent bumps, although they did not hurt Zhou Nan. But after a long time, he also felt a little tired.

With a wry smile and a hello to Bu Wan'er, Zhou Nan sat cross-legged on the boat, closed his eyes and breathed.

And just like that, soon, five days passed.

Zhou Nan's pranayama was like entering cultivation, and he sat for five days.

But today, early in the morning, he opened his eyes and furrowed his brow.

"Brother Zhou, are you awake?" As soon as her eyes lit up, Bu Wan'er squatted on the boat, holding her chin with one hand, smiled slightly, and asked boredly.

"Hmm. Nodding casually, Zhou Nan's brows were still wrinkled tightly, without the slightest relaxation.

Sensing something, Bu Wan'er's eyes rolled, and her tone was a little heavy, "Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know what the reason is, early this morning, the air was full of the smell of blood. And the further you go, the stronger the smell of blood becomes. I suspect that there may be some danger ahead. Shaking his head, Zhou Nan explained with a heavy face.

"What? The smell of blood, why can't I smell it?" Brother Zhou, you can't smell it wrong, right?" The look was suddenly startled, and Bu Wan'er immediately sniffed vigorously with a cute nose. After seeing that he didn't find anything, he stared at Zhou Nan, blinked his eyes, and smiled a little strangely.

"No way. I am very sensitive to this smell of blood, and I can't go wrong. It's not good, stop the boat!" waved his hand, and Zhou Nangang vetoed two sentences. But suddenly his face changed greatly, and as soon as he lifted his breath, he shouted loudly to the bow of the boat.

Zhou Nan's voice was too sudden, without the slightest warning.

Those who heard the sound all bulged in their hearts, and their faces suddenly had a deep shock.

He frowned and looked at these sluggish and unknown guys. Zhou Nan scolded, and with a muffled 'bang', he punched the water and pushed the boat to the shore with the force of the reverse thrust.

Zhou Nan's actions were fast, and his shots were like lightning. Before everyone could ask what it was, the boat was already spinning, leaning against the shore, and quickly stopped. As soon as the silver light flashed, Zhou Nan dragged Bu Wan'er and walked down.

"Hmph, surnamed Zhou, what do you mean by this?" looked at Zhou Nan, who was taking care of himself without the slightest explanation. Boogie's face sank, and he shouted in an unkind tone.

"That's right, Zhou Daoyou, go well, why do you have to stop. ”

"That's it, there's not much time left, you still have to stop, what kind of heart is this?"

"Phew, I think he's a spy sent by other tribes, specifically to harm us. If you look at his appearance, like us, he is not a good person at first glance. With a sinister look, he almost carved words on his face. ”

As soon as Boogie's words fell, the crowd responded loudly. The indignant appearance turned the spearhead one after another, staring at Zhou Nan with an unkind face. The resentment that had been forcibly suppressed exploded in an instant.

What's more, this mouth is really not pumping, and the words he says are like shit pulled out, which is called a stinker! Even if he is in the same camp as him, to be honest, he can't listen to it anymore.

In an instant, the tide of abuse almost aroused Zhou Nan's murderous intent.

"Zhou Daoyou, what happened?" Looking at Zhou Nan, whose face was gradually gloomy, the three team leaders glanced at each other. He hurriedly stopped the clansmen and asked with a frown.

"Hmph, it's nothing, it's just that it's not safe in front, and I'm going to go a different way. If any of you don't want to, you can continue to take the boat, and then you will encounter danger, but don't blame the lack of warning. With a cold snort, Zhou Nan said impatiently. (To be continued......)

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