"What do you think?"

The extremely unceremonious question was spit out from the mouth of the man in Hei Wuchang's mask, and everyone was stunned.

I blinked my eyes a few times and slowly turned back.

"I've spoken, I'd like to look at you?

Is it really good to be so reckless? Or is it that his intentional recklessness is actually erecting a scheming and out-of-stock character? The fact may be that this is a smarter and more ruthless character than anyone else?”

In an instant, I thought a little too much.

Several people expressed disdain, but they didn't seem to want to have a conflict with the man in Hei Wuchang's mask. Everyone turned their eyes tacitly, and no one went to see that guy again.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowardly soft-boys!"

The guy shouted loudly, walked over casually, and sat down at the empty seat on my right.

I resisted the urge to turn my head to look at him without looking at him.

"Hey, brother, your mask is not good. It's actually a mask sold on the street. It's really useless! Look at my mask, this is Black Impermanence, isn't it cool?"

I felt like I was being patted on my shoulder, and then I received such a sentence.

Silent.

I turned my head and looked at him, saying unhappily: "You want to care?"

"Oh, why are you not jealous? Forget it, I don't want to be as knowledgeable as you."

The man in black impermanence mask is not happy.

I turned my head angrily and cursed in my heart: "Freaky!"

On the left, the man with two empty dragon head masked men with a stare and looked back at him.

Because of the mask, I couldn't see the expression of this person clearly. I guess I was like me and labeled the man with the black impermanence mask as a "weird"?

After waiting for more than half an hour, the remaining five participants appeared one after another.

Two women sat in the two chairs on my left. The woman next to me wore a hedgehog-face mask, and the girl next to her wore a porcupine-face mask.

I always thought that most of the masks that girls like were cute pets, but obviously, the women participating in the grand event here prefer unique styles, so no woman wears cute masks.

On the contrary, wearing a cute mask of two-dimensional comics, there are five or six strong men with big waists and round waists.

Still the same thing, this is a group of monsters gathering!

As for the content of the party? I haven't figured it out until now.

Three of the last five participants were men.

My eyes fell on the short man, his every move exuded an old smell. Although he was wearing a Erlang Shenjun mask, he felt like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Whether it is a mage or a monster, older people will always make people even more afraid.

Because, except for a few talented and lucky geniuses in practice, most of them follow the rules that the older they are, the stronger their strength.

Not only did I pay attention to the old Erlang Shenjun masked man, but the other participants also looked at him faintly, and were wondering in their hearts.

As for the other two men? Even though they were wearing yaksha masks, no one paid too much attention.

The five filled the last vacant seats, surrounded by the oversized round table, and thirty participants were already full.

After several consecutive buzzing sounds, I saw the dark gate around me emit a faint light, and then slowly disappeared, and finally, only one dark gate was left.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the only remaining black door.

I felt excited: "See what this means, is the show going to be?

Yes, thirty participants are alive, so the guy who hosts the event should show up, right?"

With a 'creak' sound, the black door slowly opened.

My pupils just shrank.

The man wrapped in black fog floated in like weightless.

The position of the head and face was faintly revealed, and there was a simple and unremarkable white mask.

It's the kind of white mask that only leaves two holes for the eyes and does not reveal the mouth or nose.

There are no runes or decorative patterns on it, it is simple like a mask made by a child.

But with such a simple shape, the Yin and Yang eyes cannot see through the mystery inside.

What surprised me was the mysterious person's way of entering the venue.

Less than half a foot away from the ground, he slowly floated in, looking like some kind of light body method, but I could sense it clearly that this was a real flying in the air!

I was shocked.

In the original world where Maoshan Ghost Sect is located, flying in the air is not a big deal. Even if the evil ghost in red is good at some ghost skills, he can do it.

But it’s different in the world where I live. In this world, flying in the air represents two words, the strong!

I have thought privately that it may be that the rules of the world originally belonged to the world and the world are different, which has caused inconsistencies in flying in the air.

Only in this way can we explain the differences. After all, it is two worlds, and it is understandable that there are differences in the details of the rules.

The mysterious man with a black fog and white mask shocked the audience!

Everyone present was aware of the goods, and everyone stood up at the same time to express their respect for the powerful people in the air.

I could only stand up with the crowd. Although I was extremely reluctant, I knew that I was no match for such a strong man at this moment, so be honest.

Don't jump, you will die easily.

"You don't need to be polite, please sit down."

The mysterious man landed on the ground and signaled with his hands.

Everyone looked at each other and sat down one after another.

A throne with energy condensed suddenly appeared behind the mysterious man. He sat slowly and swept across our faces with deep cold eyes.

When I saw me, my deep eyes suddenly froze, obviously a little surprised.

But after only a moment of stay, his eyes turned to the man in black impermanence mask beside him.

My heart skipped a beat, and I realized that I had attracted the other party's extra attention, I thought about it carefully, and then felt relieved.

I am an uninvited guest. Judging from this, I must have beaten one of the thirty participants. Therefore, it is normal for the mysterious strong man in charge of the host to pay special attention to me.

"Thank you for participating in this 'Demon Suppression Competition'. This is the first time I hosted this competition. If there are any omissions or inappropriate points, please forgive me."

The mysterious strong man sitting there was speaking in an old accent.

I was confused when I heard the term Demon Suppression.

"Demon Suppression? What are the specific details?"

This is what I said in my heart, but I realize that there is no need to ask too much. Since the mysterious strong man knows that there are uninvited guests among the participants, he will give me due diligence.

"Since you can sit here, it means you have great luck.

The ownership of this "dark zone" is the first of this Demon Suppression Competition.

The one with the most effective devil suppression can get half of the control of this dark area.

The second-ranked one gets 30% control.

Ranked third, 20% of the control.

In other words, among the thirty participants, only one-tenth of the winner will be eliminated!

According to the survey, there are many energy mineral veins hidden in the dark area, including dark crystals, soul stones, and various kinds of heavenly and earth treasures.

The specific location of the treasure needs to be discovered slowly by the controller."

When everyone heard these rewards, their eyes lit up, but when they thought of one-tenth of survival chance, they dimmed again.
Chapter completed!