Super Useless System

Although the Ghost Face Cliff was very dangerous, the scenery was not bad, especially when the sun rose on the second day, almost catching up to the sunrise on Mt. Tai.

Peng Xiaoshuai brought his wives and watched the beautiful scenery. It was a pity that these girls didn't really know how to appreciate them and thought that it was no big deal.

He could only retort in his heart. This was the generation gap between the two of them, but thinking about it, it was nothing. After all, it was normal for people here to see the sun at four in the morning in order to cultivate.

Only a weirdo like him would sleep late into the morning. He slept even later than a dog and woke up earlier than a chicken. He just happened to fall down.

This was also the reason why many people were jealous of him. This guy didn't put in much effort. All the benefits were like pie falling from the sky. Pah pah pah pah pah, but there was nothing he could do.

Wu Ying that girl punctually appeared in the courtyard. This time, she was bringing them to the venue for the convention, which was at the top of the Ghost Face Cliff, the location of the Ghost Face Cliff.

It was said that this was the closest place to the gates to hell. Someone had seen the gates to hell open and no one knew where it was.

When everyone arrived, the number of people at the top were far greater than the day before. It was clear that there were different factions that occupied their own areas.

Demonic Door had always belonged to the nature of spectating and there was no place of their own. However, there was a huge boulder at the side, the surface seemed to be extremely smooth.

Pan Libing led everyone to fly atop the huge boulder. They could already be considered spectators, even though it was a little crude, it was still better than nothing.

Four groups of people were lined up at the front of the group. The one on the left was the Blood Demon Sect, and now there was another old man.

This old man looked somewhat similar to Cui Wenfang. Gu Panpan seemed to have a special aura, he should be the Blood Demon Sect Elder Cui Jinquan.

On his left were all fat men, all of them well-built, with bare chests. She was covered in shiny, oily breasts and looked like a butcher.

Wu Ying introduced them: "These fatties come from the butcher's family, and all of them call themselves butchers. However, what they kill are not beasts, but their own kind.

The one in front is their Sect Leader. No one knows his exact name, but this guy claims to be Tu Chao, which means he's a super butcher. "

After Peng Xiaoshuai heard this, he nodded his head. These guys were definitely not good people.

Beside these butchers, there were a few burly men as well. However, these fellows were different from the butchers. Their muscles were especially taut, as if they were Schwarzenegger.

From their tensed muscles, one could sense an immense power, this power did not come from the cultivation method, but from themselves.

Wu Ying continued: "These big men come from the Golden Cauldron Sect, the cultivation method that they are training in is very strange, ever since they joined the sect, they have been unceasingly forging a Golden Cauldron.

It was as if they were living together with a golden cauldron. They were all experts in hard body skills, and their bodies were like diamond bones. Not only could they block weapons, they could also block Genuine Essence s.

No matter what their surname was before, after joining a sect, they all took the surname of Jin. Their Sect Leader, Jin Jiming, is known as the number one expert in the world. "

Peng Xiaoshuai's face was full of smiles. These guys were really interesting, people who could train this kind of stupid skill painstakingly would usually have great perseverance.

There was a saying that 'one with ambitions can accomplish something.' There was indeed a certain amount of truth in this. To be able to be cruel to oneself was the true viciousness. Thus, these people definitely could not be underestimated.

The group of people next to the big sized men looked much more normal, there were both men and women inside, led by an old man and a beautiful girl who looked to be around Ning Hongyan's age.

This time, without waiting for Wu Ying to speak, Ning Hongyan smiled and said: "I know these people, they are all experts from the Scorching Sun Pavilion. These people all cultivate Fire Attribute s, so their tempers are quite explosive.

The one leading them was their Sect Leader. His name was Zhang Bingkun, and he possessed the Holy Fire Primordius and was known as the most tyrannical Fire Attribute.

Moreover, his daughter, who was also the girl at the side, whose name was Zhang Bingbing, was different from the others as his bones were ice attributed.

Not only is this girl beautiful, her talent is extremely high as well, to actually be able to reverse cultivate the Evil Heart Sutra and create a set of ice attribute cultivation method.

Pan Libing added from the side: "This Zhang Bingbing and Hong Yan are also known as the two great beauties of Demonic Society.

Furthermore, this girl is different from Hong Yan. She is a pure person within the Demonic Society, so naturally she has a trace of evil.

Peng Xiaoshuai didn't mind this at all. Although he still had two concubines in the slot, he wasn't an anxious person and wouldn't want to get in if he met something good.

Wu Ying smiled and said: "These four sects are the four strongest sects in Demonic Society, so they will always be at the forefront of the team during the Great Games.

The other sects and sects have different strengths, so they are arranged in the back. Those that are in the periphery are all soy sauce men, and many of them are rogue cultivators. They are just here to enjoy the show. "

After Peng Xiaoshuai heard this, he smiled slightly. Indeed, there were different classes everywhere. The so-called equality of all people could only be a beautiful dream.

He looked down again. Tian Luo would be in the third tier, which was the middle tier. It seemed like they were bragging even though they claimed to be above average.

However, there weren't many sects in the second tier, only around eight. It seemed like it wouldn't be an easy task to develop them now.

Although it appeared as though they were having fun, they were on guard against each other. Clearly, they all had their own thoughts.

He felt that no matter how the Demonic Society developed, it would never compare to the Demonic Door, because at the very most, they were a loose alliance, unlike Demonic Door as a whole.

No matter how many improvements were made, unless the entire Demonic Society was unified, and a strong person acted as the boss, in the end, each of them still held their own thoughts and would take down the other.

This was not to say that once or twice a conference was held, and the establishment of some rules would solve such a problem. This was fundamental, and also something that was deeply ingrained in one's bones.

If he couldn't get rid of this root, then everything else he did would only be treating the symptoms and not the root of the problem. It wouldn't be of much use at all.

However, it was easier said than done.