None of the friends expected Lan to pass the preliminary round, so they were quite surprised.

Mo Jing suggested: "Let's go shopping somewhere else first, and then come back in two hours to participate in the God of Cookery finals."

"OK."

They quickly agreed. Now they didn't want to stare at the green noodles all the time because they had just suffered a psychological shadow.

Yunzheng and his group left quickly.

At this moment, the geniuses from various celestial monasteries in Langzhou looked a little exaggerated and pale, and they no longer wanted to stay in this place.

After the preliminary round, Yuan Xinglan hurried to a corner, vomiting nonstop, and his handsome face turned pale.

Long Junhao chuckled and teased: "Thank you for holding on."

After Yuan Xinglan finished vomiting, he wiped his lips with a clean handkerchief, then raised his eyes to look at Long Junhao, his eyes extremely firm, "That is the ultimate spiritual thing, the White Flame Secret Flower, which can transform mortal bones into divine bones. I

You won’t give up so easily.”

This is a great opportunity. If he doesn't work hard for it, wouldn't his trip be in vain?

When Long Junhao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but did not refute.

Not far away, a group of human geniuses dressed in green heard the conversation between the two of them. The leader, Yu Qingxi, narrowed his eyes slightly.

White Flame Secret Flower?!

Yu Qingxi's heart suddenly surged, and her eyes flashed with light. She had heard her father talk about the White Flame Secret Flower. The White Flame Secret Flower only existed in ancient times, and only one plant appeared in the world every hundred thousand years.

Yu Qingxi's tone was a little anxious, "Let's go take a look."

Di Guang, the leader of the Huangji Fort next to her, heard this and immediately agreed without hesitation, "Okay!"

The geniuses of Huangji Castle looked at each other, each with their own thoughts in mind. They also wanted to get the legendary spiritual object White Flame Secret Flower.

More and more immortals and human geniuses are attracted here to participate in the God of Cookery competition.

Nearly 60% of the people lost in the preliminary round.

…

On the other side, Yunzheng and his party walked towards the front after walking out of the God of Cookery competition area, but they always felt a strange smell in their mouths.

Later, it was Yunzheng who gave them spiritual fruits to eat to dispel the odor.

Yunzheng took a hard bite of the spiritual fruit in her hand, and then chewed it repeatedly, letting the sweet fruity aroma spread in her mouth.

Gradually, I became less nauseated.

Mu Yin took a bite of the spirit fruit and recalled the green noodles in his mind. He instantly felt a chill, and then said in a disgusting tone: "What kind of noodles are these? It smells too bad, and it doesn't taste good."

"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Mo Jing waved his hand quickly.

Nangong Qingqing didn't know either and shook his head.

Seeing this, Mu Yin caught a glimpse of Qingfeng from the corner of his eye, and then laughed and said, "Hahaha, I just saw Brother Feng vomiting after eating."

Qingfeng's face stiffened slightly: "..."

Yan Chen smiled slowly and said: "Brother Feng probably vomited too fast, choked, and then vomited unconsciously."

"Yes." Qingfeng sighed helplessly.

At this time, Mu Yin's attention was attracted not far ahead. He looked around a few times and said, "It's so noisy in front. I seem to hear the sound of fighting."

Mo Jing smiled mysteriously, "That's where the 'fight' happens."

"Really?!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yin regained his energy, and then excitedly urged everyone to go to the place where the sound of fighting came from.

"Go, go, go!"

…

When they arrived there, what they saw was a shocking scene, which shocked them directly.

Mu Yin's eyes lit up, "Let me go, what is this?!"

I saw that the place where everyone was watching was actually a small battlefield! Why is it called a ‘small battlefield’?

Because the area it occupies is less than the size of a vine room, it is wrapped by a translucent barrier, which is so strong that it cannot shake the barrier at all, and the immortals and human geniuses inside suddenly become smaller.

, about the same size as an adult’s fist.

When Feng Xinglan saw this, his eyes were surprised, "How could you become a villain?"

When the immortals nearby heard this, they were about to turn around and give Feng Xinglan an answer, but when they saw Mo Jing was there, their expressions suddenly changed, and then they said hello with a smile.

"Brother Mo, what a coincidence."

"So it's you, brothers!" Mo Jing also recognized them, then stepped forward and enthusiastically raised his arms and hugged their shoulders.

Several immortals twitched their lips stiffly: "..." They didn't dare to move at all.

Mo Jing chuckled and said, "Let's compete today. I'll take out the fairy who won you half a month ago as a bet, okay?"

"Farewell." One of the immortals said weakly.

Another immortal tribe member immediately answered, "Yes, yes, we are just here to take a look today."

"That's it." Mo Jing heard this and replied with regret, "Well, let's compete again next time we have a chance."

The immortals immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Mo Jing briefly introduced Yunzheng and the others to the immortals. After the two parties exchanged greetings, Mo Jing introduced the 'small battlefield' in front of him to Yunzheng and the others in a serious manner.

"This is the Mustard Seed Space of the Immortal Clan. It was built by me and Qingqing's Fire Immortal Master. This Mustard Seed Space was created as a small battlefield. Many of the trials and battles of the Immortal Clan are completed in it.

.As you can see, once you enter it, you will become smaller, but if you are really immersed in it, you will not feel that there is any difference between the inside of the Mustard Seed Space and the outside."

Yunzheng's eyes were slightly fixed, thoughtful.

If we talk about it in proportion, this mustard space is equivalent to the size of a secret realm.

Mu Yin asked, "Why is the ground in this small battlefield covered with magma?"

At a glance, the ground is covered with red-hot magma, and it is so hot that people can feel it from outside.

The fights between the immortals and the human geniuses all took place in mid-air.

Nangong Qingqing said: "It was designed by Grandpa Huo Xian. Once one of the two parties loses in the fight, he will fall into the lava and suffer the pain of being swallowed by the lava. But in fact, his body will not be harmed. The loser will also

The mustard space will pop up at that moment."

Mu Yin looked puzzled and asked curiously: "Why do you have to endure the pain of being swallowed by magma? Isn't it better to just come out?"

Nangong Qingqing's eyes darkened slightly, "Grandpa Huo Xian said that this is to let losers remember the pain after failure."

She still remembers Grandpa Huo Xian's expression when he said these words, how solemn and serious it was, and seemed to be mixed with some unexplainable abnormal emotions.

At this time, Zhongli Wuyuan silently held her hand and asked softly: "What about you? Have you ever failed?"
Chapter completed!