I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

"This is the Hundred Eyes..."

"Sure enough, it's just like the rumors, it looks quite hideous."

"You juniors, my human race is different from the Baimu race, so don't make noise."

The discussion that had not yet arisen was stopped by a Martial Emperor in the flying boat.

Emperor Wu looked at Ye Jue: "Brother Ye, shall we go too?"

"Okay." Ye Jue nodded slightly, but secretly disdainful in his heart.

This Martial Emperor is trash... In the initial simulation, he thought that the Tianjiao selected by the audition was to participate in martial arts, but he only knew it as his cultivation advanced.

The people selected by the sea did not participate in the martial arts performance at all, but simply came to the Baimu tribe to watch the excitement.

The real registration is to register after arriving at the Baimu clan... Without the cultivation of a martial saint, there is no qualification to set foot on the battlefield of the five clans' martial arts.

In his mind, he looked at the Baimu clan, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The Baimu tribe looks scary, but in fact, the Baimu tribe is a good person... er, a good alien race.

It's complicated to say, but to put it simply, the Baimu tribe is a well-known and peaceful alien race in Paradise. Unless necessary or a life-and-death vengeance, the Baimu tribe seldom kills intelligent creatures. Therefore, the martial arts performance of the five tribes will be held in the territory of the Baimu tribe.

In the simulation, after killing Ning You, he was able to survive the sudden attack of the Ning clan's Martial Immortals, thanks to the Baimu Clan's intervention.

That's right, the Baimu clan is not weak. Although it is not as good as the five clans such as the human race, it is the first echelon below the five clans!

Although the Hundred-Mus is loyal to the Human Race in name, in fact, it is only in name. If the Human Race insists on forcibly controlling the Hundred-Mus, even though the Hundred-Mus cannot defeat the Human Race, they can resist, and then seek refuge with other races... With the name, the Human Race will never threaten them again.

Soon, another twenty days passed.

The central territory of the Baimu people.

A plain covering hundreds of thousands of miles somewhere.

In the four directions of the plain, there are countless dense formations surrounding the plain, and because of the countless chain formations, even Martial Immortals will not be able to break the ban for a while!

Plains, no one, no aliens.

In the four directions outside the plain, countless people and non-humans stood in the sky, quietly looking at the plain, their eyes bursting with fighting intent.

Ye Jue stood among the crowd in the human race area.

He looked at the top of the sky.

In the sky above the plain, there are dozens of existences with extremely terrifying auras, including humans, giants, feather tribes, monster tribes, Shura...all of them!
Ye Jue's eyes showed a little longing: "Wu Xian..."

In the simulation, after he broke through to the Martial Immortal, he also ascended to the upper realm, and because of his ascension...he dared not exchange the cultivation of the Martial Immortal in the simulation, because he couldn't afford it.

Second, it cannot be changed... The creatures in the lower realms, the three realms of mortals and immortals, must walk on the road of evildoers. Once any realm fails to touch the road of evildoers, they will face the same realm after ascension, just like ants!

More specifically, he didn't know. There seemed to be some kind of indescribable gap between the upper realm and the lower realm. Even if he exchanged experience, he couldn't see the specific picture of the upper realm clearly, only a very vague information flow.

After a while.

Ye Jue's eyes flashed, and he counted silently in his heart: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."

He just finished counting.

"Ang..." A soaring dragon chant suddenly echoed in all directions.

After a while, the space disappeared, and a ferocious dragon's head emerged from the space. On the dragon's head, a man in white with sword eyebrows and starry eyes stood on the dragon's head like an exile.

In an instant, the surroundings were silent.

Ning worry!

"Your every move is checked by me, what are you fighting with me..." Ye Jue sneered, and bowed his head silently.

He can't look up.

Ning You's perception is too terrifying.

He thinks that he restrains emotions very well, but no matter how restrained he is, he only needs to watch Ning You... Every time he simulates, as long as he watches, he will be discovered immediately.

As a result, there will be changes in the subsequent poisoning. Although poisoning can also be done, it will become countless troubles... If you want to successfully poison, you can't make Ning You aware of his existence in advance.

"This is the Ning sequence..."

"Fighting the dragon...Look at the demon clan over there, they want to kill people, but they dare not say anything at all."

"At the beginning, Ao Lie controlled Lei Jie but failed to deal with Ning Xun. Instead, Ning Xun took the opportunity to re-enter the Yaozu, and beat Ao Lie to death in the territory of the Yaozu. How dare the Yaozu say anything."

The Terran area kept whispering.

In the alien race area, there was no inhuman voice, only looking at Ning You with awe.

Hundreds of races performing martial arts... They are not human races, so all their non-human races may face Ning You.

sky.

Standing on the dragon's head, Ning You glanced across the crowd, but didn't see Ye Jue... Ye Jue probably didn't come, if he came, he was at least a Martial Saint, so he must have changed his appearance.

Then he shook his head slightly, and he didn't bother to use his divine sense to investigate. With the virtue of the Son of Destiny, once he disguised himself, even if he was powerful, unless he was locked in advance, he was not lucky enough to see through it at all.

With a flash of figure, Yulong flew to the human race area.

"Master..." Qinglan Yukong approached and smiled sweetly.

Ning You raised his hand, condensed a cloud platform, and sat on it.

Ao Feng shrank rapidly and disappeared into the spirit beast bag.

As they got closer, Qinglan showed a little confusion: "Master, your breath..."

She has served Ning You for many years, although Ning You's aura is fine at this time, but for some reason, she just feels that Ning You's aura is not right, it doesn't seem like the real body came.

She was a little confused, the last time she saw Ning You, she had the same aura at this time, and she didn't feel anything at that time, what happened this time.

at the same time.

Before she finished speaking, Ning You whispered: "Shut up."

Qing Lan, who was still waiting to speak, shut up instantly.

Ning You began to look at the Hundred Clans: "Is there any sign-up for this martial arts performance?"

Qinglan's face was full of joy: "If you have signed up, you will definitely not disappoint the young master."

Ning You smiled and kept looking at the Hundred Clans.

Focus on looking at the aliens who don't have awe in their eyes, or look at him and still have a fighting spirit!

As the panels were opened one by one, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There are so many children of luck... I have to say that the martial arts performance of the five clans is indeed the most grand event in the paradise. As far as he can see, among the many alien races, he found hundreds of alien races who are the children of luck in such a short period of time!This number is much, much, much more than the Wentiantai of the Shocking World in previous years.

If Qinglan kills them all... his value will instantly increase to at least [-] regardless of luck!He can't kill the son of destiny if he doesn't stand in his way, and kill the son of destiny if he stops him!

Soon, Ning You shook his head. Qinglan has the ultimate luck, but among the non-human and alien races, there are not a few extreme luck. The value that can be increased by extreme luck and non-extreme luck is the same.

Not to mention, with the same luck, Qing Lan, who was only worthy of the middle stage of Wusheng, seemed to be superior to the others, but compared with the son of the same luck, he was much worse.

In his mind, Ning You sent out a spiritual power: "Remember these alien races, if you encounter...kill them."

None of the alien races he gave had reached the peak of martial sages, and the strongest was only in the late stage of martial sages, and their luck had never reached [-].

Not many, only a few dozen.

Qinglan sensed the appearance of those alien races for a while, and nodded: "Master, Qinglan remembers."

Immediately, her eyes began to look at the foreign race... Just by looking at the appearance, she couldn't recognize who the foreign race was. She needed to lock the corresponding foreign race first based on the breath and appearance given by Ning You.