The Broken Mountain Bandits regretted not reading the almanac when they went out!

Damn, I thought I met a stupid young man who had just entered the battlefield of all races.

Unexpectedly, this is a werewolf!

"What are the benefits of being on the list?" Su Yun asked.

The robber boss said hurriedly:

"The World Tree's list is divided into one hundred and eight geniuses, seventy-two monsters, and thirty-six gods."

"The conditions for being on the list are very strict, and you must be within 100 years old."

"As long as you do something earth-shattering, it will be recorded, such as killing the false king with the God of War!"

"It is said that if you kill enemies by leapfrogging, you will be rewarded with the World Tree. As for how to reach the top, I don't know."

They know everything and talk about everything.

Su Yun leaned back, leaning against the giant bull's head skeleton, and fell into deep thought.

One hundred and eight?

seventy two?

Thirty-six?

In a battlefield filled with cultures of all ethnic groups, why do such numbers appear?

You know, these numbers are for the human race.

In other words, it has a very ancient meaning for China.

"Coincidence?" Su Yun frowned.

He shook his head.

There is too little information and it is difficult to judge.

He looked at the robber boss and confirmed: "You can get on the list by killing people?"

"Well, that seems to be the case."

The bandit boss was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Our level is too low, you can't get in even if you kill us."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Su Yun rolled his eyes.

you're so dumb!

I won’t be on the list!

Doesn't being on the list tell others that I am really on the battlefield of all races?

Although his whereabouts will be known sooner or later.

But as the saying goes: Every inch of time is worth an inch of gold!

Su Yun will use this period of time to crazily gather the geniuses of all races.

It’s urgent to cultivate Gu insects!

"Sir, if you lean against the Buddhist altar with your back and hold the Buddha's seal with your hand, you can see that you are compassionate!"

"Can you give us a way to survive?"

"From now on, if we dare to rob the road again, the whole group will die suddenly on the spot!"

The Broken Mountain bandits collectively kowtowed madly.

For them, life is more important than anything else!

Su Yun thought for a while, then his gestures changed, and the area converged.

"Tell me the difference between a false king and a king." He said quietly.

"The false king can only be regarded as a false Taoist who touches the king's way. He is also the helpless choice of countless small worlds."

"For people from a small world, it is a good arrangement to choose the Pseudo King, because not everyone can leapfrog the challenge."

"Being a king requires a royal throne, but the success rate is extremely low."

"The King of Feng is divided into four small levels: lower, middle and upper peak. Each level has different control of space."

The robber boss racked his brains and said.

Su Yun suddenly realized.

No wonder King Can Huan was able to smelt a small world into a secret realm.

It turned out to be a way to seal the king.

Then he and the dragon saint...

Ahem!

One hundred thousand words are omitted below!

After Su Yun asked, he turned around and left.

These guys are too weak, even if they are killed, they will not be able to unleash the Hand of God.

The Broken Mountain bandits breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Su Yun go away.

Oh shit!

Today I lost my first order of business and was almost wiped out by the group!

Robbers are not easy to deal with these days!

"Boss, there's someone here again, and this time it's definitely a fool!" someone in the group suddenly said.

The bandit boss said fiercely: "Damn it! I don't believe another monster can pop up!"

The Broken Mountain bandits continue to lie in wait, waiting for those who take the bait.

The person who came was a young man with a short hair, carrying a totem on his back, walking forward like a dusty ascetic.

He glanced around indifferently, took off the totem, and slammed it to the ground.

Buzz!

A blue ripple spread.

The Broken Mountain bandits were so shocked that they were all paralyzed, and all of them revealed their true identities.

"Oh shit!"

"God has appeared!"

The robber boss looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

Immediately afterwards, a fist wrapped in blue light came.

The Broken Mountain bandits died suddenly on the spot!

The short-haired young man knelt down and groped for the body, and found nothing good, so he left through another path.

This kind of thing happens everywhere on the battlefield of all races, and it is like a common occurrence.

…

This is a dilapidated temple, or a dilapidated hall.

The palace appears in light gold, showing its former dignity.

The seal lingering in the outside world is sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

After it completely dissipated, someone immediately rushed in, trying to grab the treasure.

"Hahaha, it's the top-level magic pill at the Xuan level... ah!"

"Who says it's yours? Once you die, it's mine!"

"Bah, do you really think that your Tianpeng tribe is the master?"

The sounds of killing and angry shouts intertwined and exploded.

Su Yun stood on the top of the hall and was a little stunned when he looked down.

What did he find?

A fat pig with a big head and big ears is wreaking havoc among the crowd, and seems to be holding a nine-tooth rake in his hand?

His body was bloated and he was wearing a black battle robe, as if it was about to burst.

As the nine-toothed rake swung, the silver light shone, and the nine spikes pierced the bodies of one person after another.

"Zhu Yongqiang, you are looking for death!"

A man covered in green scales yelled violently.

He leaped into the air and when he spun, he brought a strong poisonous wind towards the fat-headed and big-eared man.

Zhu Yongqiang didn't panic at all, his whole body shone with light and he stomped on the ground heavily.
To be continued...