This includes the skinny man who gave Yang Ran a dangerous feeling just now.

Beside him, there were many men in black who participated in the siege in the wild ancient forest, which confirmed Yang Ran's idea that the skinny man was the leader of this group of guys.

The two groups sat around on both sides. The conference said it would take a quarter of an hour to prepare, discuss tactics, etc. But in fact, it gave them enough time to size up their opponents.

Of course, taking this opportunity, Xiong Kongyu became a leader with great interest and began to make endless suggestions.

One of the rules of the competition is quite subtle, that is, no points will be deducted for killing a companion!

If one party has an absolute advantage in the duel, then in order to ensure that they can be among the last thirty, twenty, or even the last ten people and obtain higher scores, there will inevitably be scenes of the same group killing each other.

Everyone wants to get the highest score, so as to enter the pure-blood altar and occupy the position of the altar!

In the center of the square, Wu Moli made a knot in his handprint, and amidst the exclamations of everyone, a transparent barrier was gradually formed.

The temporary battlefield is a valley. The valley is filled with mist and cool breeze blows. A waterfall pours down from the mountain. It leaps and roars from the rocks. After several ups and downs, it forms a waterfall. It looks like a group of silver dragons leaping, and the sound is like rolling snow.

, splashing up countless small water droplets, turning into confused mist.

Although this space is far less vast than the wild ancient forest, this method of creating a self-made space is still jaw-dropping, making the audience and most of the contestants look at Wu Moli with even more admiration.

Yang Ran thought to himself: The terrain is divided into two levels, so the people on the mountain should be in one group, and the people at the bottom of the mountain should be in another group.

Sure enough, the old man who presided over announced: "Two groups of contestants are invited to enter the valley. The contestants in black will start at the top of the valley, and the contestants in white will start at the jungle area below the valley. The competition will last one hour, and the weather will change with time.

It jumps and changes, please pay attention to all contestants!"

The two groups of people lined up and entered the barrier without saying a word. After everyone entered, the barrier was closed again, completely isolating the people inside from the sounds of the outside world.

The audience all felt excited. This method of creating their own space and the melee of hundreds of people was certainly exciting. I am afraid that in the entire Southern Territory, only the Holy Witch Clan has the courage to hold such a conference.

Of course, most people don't know how many conspiracies are hidden in this lively cheering.

Sensing the excitement of the atmosphere, Rong Qingqing, who was less experienced, said in the audience: "Fortunately we arrived early, otherwise there would be no place to sit."

Rong Di also smiled slightly, "After so many years in the Southern Territory, this altar meeting is the most lively."

Now the Yunying clan has also maintained the title of guardian clan, so they don't have much pressure now. Of course, in their hearts, they also very much hope that Yang Ran can achieve better results.

The Nine Elders on the side were also staring at the space barrier and said with whiskers, "Based on the terrain, the black group on the valley has a geographical advantage over the white group at the bottom of the mountain. After all, they are condescending!"

Meng Zhongxian stared at the figure in the field from a distance and said: "That may not be the case, it depends on who is the main attacker. The white team has no geographical advantage, and it is very likely that they are unwilling to take the lead in attacking. Then if the black team comes to main attack

, the dense jungle at the foot of the mountain will become the best hiding place for the White group."

Having said this, Meng Zhongxian couldn't help but turn his eyes and glance at Yang Ran, only to see him leaning against a big tree very leisurely, as if he was admiring the surrounding scenery.

Seeing this, the Immortal in the Dream also smiled sweetly, with a helpless and gentle look on his face.

While they were talking, the host announced that the final round of the Altar Conference had finally officially begun.

Both sides immediately took action, each with strong skills, moving like the wind, and as quiet as a bell. Some came to the edge of the jungle to look above, some came to the edge of the waterfall to stare condescendingly, some were hiding behind the same group and were ready to take advantage at any time, and some

People began to look for places to hide.

Only Yang Ran was still leaning against the tree trunk, staring quietly at the large waterfall. There was a row of creamy yellow rain flower stones at the lower level of the waterfall. Its shape was like a dragon lying on the bottom of the water, which was lifelike and seemed to be hidden and visible.

There is a row of small bells neatly placed on it. Although the sound of the water is loud, you can still vaguely hear the bells emitting crisp "ding-dong-dang-dang" sounds under the impact of the waterfall.

Below the waterfall is a shallow pool with bright water quality. Countless bonsais in the water are composed of various flowers, plants and trees. They are naturally formed and graceful. The reed sea has golden leaves and a clear stream winds through it.

The waves sparkle and are clear and pure.

Yang Ran thought to himself that the water in the pool was too clear to hide people.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a full five minutes. Finally, someone on the valley let out a loud shout, and a black man holding a spear climbed up the rock and quickly descended.

There is always one party that starts first. This person's bloodiness aroused the fighting spirit of the black group, and most of them followed suit. Don't fall behind, this is your chance to grab a bargain!

The brave man who was leading the way slipped and almost fell down the valley. Fortunately, he was quick and quickly grabbed a protruding rock next to him. He was able to stabilize his body, but he was already behind others. This man

A sly smile seemed to flash in his eyes.

Yang Ran smiled faintly, because he discovered that this contestant happened to be from the ancient giant bear tribe, named Xiong Ba. As expected, he was a "brave and extraordinary" man as his name suggests.

However, his shout still had an effect. At least the skinny man and his accomplices rushed towards him with fierce anger. With their strength and strong alliance, they had a huge advantage in this kind of melee.

At this moment, everyone in the white group was still standing at the edge of the jungle, silently watching their opponents approaching. A burly man standing at the front waved and shouted: "Brothers, go up and fight with them, and it will be a quick decision!" As he spoke, he said

He rushed out first.

This person is also a descendant of a certain guardian family. He has a very high status in the family. He habitually thinks that every word he says will become an absolute order. But unfortunately, there are too few people who listen to him now.

In fact, from a group tactics perspective, his method is quite reasonable, as it must suppress the enemy's morale as soon as possible.

Only a dozen heroes rushed out after him, and the rest hid in the jungle. When these heroes found that no one was following them, they hurriedly tried to turn around and escape, but it was too late. They were so fierce.

The black group had already swarmed in, quickly drowning them in the black crowd.
Chapter completed!