Deceive All Worlds, Start To Create A Mythical Ancestor

Xuan Kun smiled smugly, and smiled at Han Mu with a confident look on his face.

The geniuses of other universes and races at the scene were also full of smiles, and they all thought that winning the Blue Star aborigines was an inevitable thing.

"What do we do now?"

Su Mengxue frowned tightly, with a worried look on her face, she looked at Han Mu and asked.

"Since the jihad arena has evolved, you should discuss the contestants who will enter the arena."

"As for other things, leave them to me."

Han Mu smiled lightly, and said to Su Mengxue with a relaxed expression.

Su Mengxue didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Han Mu's gourd. Hearing what Han Mu said, although she was extremely puzzled, she didn't dare to question Han Mu.

So Su Mengxue had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose a candidate for the ring on the human side.

As for the geniuses of the "923" races of the universe, among the top 100 races, the geniuses born are basically the six-time awakened geniuses.

Therefore, for the cosmic curved mouth genius camp, this matter is quite easy to do.

They only need to select the ten most powerful geniuses based on the comparison of the strengths of these six awakened geniuses.

This matter is not difficult for them. As for who will face Han Mu, this is purely resigned to fate.

But still like what I said before, dying in the jihad arena doesn't really mean death.

So in this case, for the genius camp of all races in the universe, no matter who meets Han Mu, it will be a failure at best.

Han Mu's strength itself is here, so they don't have too much pressure.

On the other side, the situation on the human side looks really bleak.

Originally, when Han Mu appeared here like a god descending from the earth, all the members of the Great Xia tribe were extremely excited in their hearts, thinking that they were finally saved.

But who would have thought that the geniuses of all races in the universe would come up with such a thing.

At this moment, they looked up at the magnificent and simple arena in mid-air, and each of them couldn't help showing a particularly disturbed look on their faces.

The worried expression on Su Mengxue's face was particularly strong, these demons were completely out of her control.

According to Su Mengxue's previous thinking, in the future memory she saw through the eyes of the future, she only needs to push the time as far as possible until Han Mu appears.

After all, in Su Mengxue's future memory, Han Mu's personal strength is really too strong.

As soon as he made a move, he directly and forcefully killed all the geniuses of all universes and races.

But what is happening now is very different from what Su Mengxue saw in the future.

Under such circumstances, Yin Mengxue didn't know how things would develop in the end.

At least judging from the current scene, the situation on the Terran side is really not optimistic.

Although Han Mu has always shown sufficient confidence in this process, Su Mengxue doesn't know what Han Mu's reliance is.

After all, in Su Mengxue's impression, Han Mu's personal strength has reached a very terrifying level. As for other things, Su Mengxue has no way to explore

It was for this reason that when Su Mengxue was choosing a candidate, she didn't have any confidence in her heart.

Especially when Su Mengxue learned that Han Mu would not play in this jihad arena, she was even less confident.

It's just that Su Mengxue can't be the master of Han Mu, so when such a situation arises, Su Mengxue is very worried.

But right now there is not much to say. With the evolution of the jihad arena, the geniuses of all races in the universe have already selected ten participants.

On the human side, Su Mengxue also selected the ten most powerful people in Great Xia.

"What? This super-strong native among the aborigines didn't play?"

"Hahaha, is it possible that after the cosmic trial jihad mode was activated, this powerful aborigine also realized that he was powerless, so he just gave up?"

"In this way, wouldn't we be able to directly pass the cosmic trial jihad mode, win ten games in a row, and finally get ten times the super high reward?"

"If this is the case, then our cosmic trial will set an unprecedented record."

For the genius camp of the universe, when they saw that among the ten contestants selected by the Blue Star Human Race, there was no Han Mu, a super strong person who made them feel extremely dreadful, they suddenly fell into a boil...

After all, what should I say about this thing, for these geniuses of all races in the universe, what they fear most is Han Mu.

The previous discussions were also based on the premise that they only lost one game when Han Mu appeared.

As a result, Han Mu didn't appear on the stage now, which to them was like offering a big gift out of thin air.

Now all the geniuses of all races in the universe are very excited. When they think of passing this cosmic trial jihad mode, they will finally get the highest ten times the reward. It is difficult for these geniuses of all races in the universe not to be excited.

Such a high reward will allow them to have greater motivation when fighting against each other after they have eliminated the Blue Star natives.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about this. After all, at present, they must defeat all the players from the Blue Star aborigines in the ten holy war arenas. This is what the geniuses of all races in the universe urgently need to do .

"It seems that you guys are really going to give up. If that's the case, then go to the jihad ring."

The smile on Xuan Kun's face looked more and more confident. After the voice fell, Xuan Kun stepped onto the ring first.

In fact, Xuan Kun's original idea was very simple. If there was Han Mu among the Blue Star aborigines contestants, he would definitely choose to stagger with Han Mu as much as possible.

But now Han Mu doesn't appear in 4.0, so Xuan Kun has nothing to worry about for the remaining aborigines.

After all, he didn't want to be defeated by Han Mu either.

But now this problem obviously does not exist. Under such circumstances, Xuan Kun doesn't mind helping the genius camp of all races in the universe win a clean victory first.

"Are you really not going to be in the jihadi ring?"

Su Mengxue bit her lip lightly, staring straight at Han Mu, trying to make a final struggle.

"Since the candidate has been announced, let's make an appearance according to this candidate."

"Don't worry, since I'm willing to make such an arrangement, it's natural for me to have my reasons, you just go on stage.

"It's still the same sentence, the geniuses of all races in the universe want to be cheap, and in the end, they will suffer a lot."