Falling in Jueyuan, on the huge crater, the dark smoke ran around with a strong smell of sulfur.

Ji Hao and his group sat at the crater, using a few pieces of talisman paper to force the black fog to retreat, and smiled and were having fun eating. Si Wenming, Hua Xulie, and Lie Shankang were the leaders, and there were nearly 100,000 elites and emperors from various tribes, talking about their own experiences in the Panxi world over the past year.

There are only 10 million human elites who have participated in this life-and-death bet, but there are nearly 100,000 who follow Si Wenming to the fallen Jueyuan. Moreover, they are all young handsome men of various tribes, and they are very likely to have the heirs who have grasped the real power of the tribe in the future.

From here alone, we can see how strong the influence Si Wenming has in the human race and how many people have supported him.

Next to a big stone platform, Ji Hao and others sat on the ground. Si Wenming was playing with a fruit and looked at Elder Tianji sitting next to him with curiosity: "This may be a bit abrupt, but I really don't understand. Elder Tianji, why are you and others fighting like this?"

Si Wenming educated the natives in this year and achieved great merit. However, he and many people of the human race were very surprised, why were the natives in the Panxi world so warlike?

The indigenous tribes in the entire Panxi world will beat me and I will beat you to death, and the corpses will be everywhere. They will fight every day, every month, and every year. If the indigenous people in this world were not able to give birth to their children, with their fighting spirit, they would have been destroyed long ago.

Elder Tianji looked at Si Wenming a little embarrassedly, laughed dryly, and said with a frown, "There is no other reason. From the extremely ancient times, the purpose of the ancestors has been passed down. The children below asked them to fight more... with more casualties, there will be geniuses with outstanding performance constantly emerging."

With his hand waved, Elder Tianji said in a deep voice: "As long as they break through to the Holy Spirit Realm, they can ascend to the Holy Land of Panxi and escape from this constant fight. In my opinion, the rules passed down by our ancestors should be to allow me to accumulate more high-end force in the Panxi world."

Ji Hao, Si Wenming and others looked at each other and nodded silently.

This seems to make some sense. Although these indigenous tribes have low civilization level and their cultivation methods are very rough, they have fought for so long and have fought for a long time, and their cultivation speed is really not slow.

Because of the constraints of the flower of heaven in this world, there are only a few masters of the ancestral spirit level, but if you want to talk about the existence of the Holy Spirit level, it is really a terrible number. If these natives gather all high-end combat power and set up their military formations to fight, even if their personal combat power is lacking, they can kill countless enemies by relying on their huge numbers alone.

More importantly, these natives were born too fast and grew up for a short time. They exchanged thousands or tens of thousands of lives for one enemy, and their enemies were often unable to be exchanged.

Elder Tianji's tone was a bit strange. He was playing with an exquisite white porcelain wine glass. He said in a sensible way: "I don't know when this rule was passed down, but since we are sensible, the clansmen have lived like this. Everyone is fighting all the way from the most ordinary clansmen... Since the ancestors set the rules like this, there are always his reasons, such as..."

Elder Tianji did not dare to finish his words, and Ji Hao and others could understand what he meant.

This kind of chaos in the whole nation. By fighting, the battle constantly forces the Holy Spirit-level masters to be forced out. This training system is cruel and unreasonable, but it can allow the Holy Spirit-level masters in the Panxi world to maintain an extremely large group.

The only benefit of this rule is that once the "evil demons outside the sky" invade, the natives will not have no power to fight back.

"It's a bit particular. Why are it too biased?" Si Wenming shook his head and slowly began to tell the process of his conquering the natives and patiently teaching them over the past year.

"During this year, the indigenous people I educated naturally increased by more than twice because of the lack of fighting and fighting..."

Si Wenming was explaining, and Ji Hao suddenly interrupted Si Wenming with a smile: "In a year, the population has naturally increased by more than twice? Hey, we are afraid that one thing is missing. If these indigenous tribes do not fight hard, and not to mention whether there are Holy Spirit-level masters among them, just the naturally growing population, they have eaten up everything in the Panxi world?"

With a 'clang', the wine bowl in Si Wenming's hand fell to the ground. He looked up at the broken sky filled with black air and nodded thoughtfully: "So that's it. No wonder I always feel that there is something wrong these days. It turns out that it is the foundation? Education, education, what is education?"

Hua Xulie, Lie Shankang and Ji Hao winked at each other. This kind of great knowledge of educating the people is a big trouble for those who are ambitious. They support Si Wenming and others in competing for the inheritance of the human emperor. This problem should be worrying about him.

Ji Hao laughed a few times. Si Wenming educated the natives in the Panxi world over the past year, and was probably practicing the things he had in his heart in the Panxi world. He was able to find some problems that were not bad for Si Wenming, which made him very proud.

A slight sound of "dong" came, and it was placed on a small sand tray in front of Hua Xulie. A small wooden strip suddenly floated up and wrote it on the sand tray in strokes. Everyone looked closely and saw lines of handwriting appearing quickly and disappearing. The information that happened outside the fallen abyss was constantly transmitted back through the sand tray.

"In just a few days, so many people have been killed? Damn, are the three brothers of the Suiren also struck?"

"How could it be so bleak? Those alien races were really ruthless and sent a message quickly, asking those who were close to us to come and fall to Jueyuan to join forces to fight the enemy."

"Damn it, how did Gonggong family have a gambling game with foreigners? Three months? Haha, can we not even stop it for three months? Gonggong family is so confused, how can he use it as a gambling game?"

The crowd looked at the information on the sand table and couldn't help but curse.

Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard, and the wooden strips written on the sand table were broken. The group looked at each other and knew that the scout who was spreading information to him outside the fallen Jueyuan had been poisoned by the alien race.

"It's coming in full force." Ji Hao took a sip of wine with a bowl of wine: "Everyone has to be ready. It seems that this fallen Jue Yuan will be stained with blood."

With a "bang", another loud bang came. The already broken sky of Fallen Jueyuan suddenly opened a big hole, and black smoke filled the sky. A hall made of metal carved through the void and rushed in.

From afar, Yemoya stood at the edge of the hall, pointing to this side to challenge:

"Yaobo Jihao, can you really hide, actually hide here? Do you know, Lord Di Shisha gave you a reward for your head? Don't waste time, come out quickly and die, we are still busy killing people."
Chapter completed!