The friends didn't expect Lan to pass the preliminary round, so they were quite surprised.

Mo Jing suggested: "Let's go to another place first, and come back to participate in the God of Cookery final in two hours."

"OK."

They responded quickly. Now they don’t want to keep staring at the green noodles, because they just had a psychological shadow.

Yun Zheng and his group quickly left.

At this moment, the geniuses in various immortal courtyards in Langzhou looked a little exaggerated and pale, and they didn't want to stay in this place anymore.

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

Long Junhao chuckled and teased: "You can still hold on."

After Yuan Xinglan vomited, he wiped his lips with a clean veil, then looked up at Long Junhao, his eyes extremely firm, "That is the best spiritual object, White Flame Secret Flower, which can transform mortal bones into divine bones. I won't give up so easily."

This is a great opportunity. If he doesn’t work hard, wouldn’t he come 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 clothes brought their conversation into their ears, and Yu Qingxi, the leader, narrowed his eyes slightly.

White Flame Secret Flower?!

Yu Qingxi's heart suddenly became excited, and a light flashed across her eyes. She had heard her father say that the White Flame Secret Flower. The White Flame Secret Flower only existed in ancient times, and only one appeared in the world for 100,000 years.

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

Di Guang, the leader of Huangji Fort beside her, responded without hesitation without hesitation, "Okay!"

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

More and more immortals and human geniuses were attracted here to participate in the God of Food Competition.

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

…

On the other side, after Yun Zheng and his group walked out of the God of Food Competition area, they walked in the direction in front, but they always felt a strange smell in their mouths.

Later, Yun Zheng gave them spiritual fruits to eat to dissipate the odor.

Yun Zheng bit the spiritual fruit in her hand hard, and then chewed it continuously to let the sweet fruit fragrance spread in her mouth.

Gradually, I was less nauseous and nauseous.

Mu Yin took a bite of the spirit fruit, recalled the green noodles in his mind, and felt a chill in an instant, and then said in disgust: "What kind of noodles is this? It smells so bad and doesn't taste good."

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

Nangong Qingqing didn't know, so she shook her head.

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

Qingfeng's face was slightly stiff: "..."

Yan Chen chuckled slowly and said, "Brother Feng must have been whispering too quickly. He choked and then vomited unconsciously."

"Yes." Qingfeng sighed helplessly.

At this time, Mu Yin's attention was attracted by the distance not far ahead. While he leaned his head and looked at it several times, he said, "It's so noisy ahead, I seem to hear the sound of a fight."

Mo Jing smiled mysteriously, "There is a place for 'fighting'."

"Really?!"

When Mu Yin heard this, he recovered his spirits, and then excitedly urged everyone to go to the place where the fighting sounded.

"Let's go!"

…

When they arrived there, a shocking scene caught their eyes, which shocked them directly.

Mu Yin's eyes lit up, "I'll 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"?

It is because the area it occupies is less than a vineyard, it is wrapped in a layer of translucent barrier, so strong that it cannot shake the barrier at all. The immortals and human geniuses inside suddenly become smaller, about the same size as adult fists.

Seeing this, Feng Xinglan looked surprised, "How could he become a villain?"

When the immortals next to him heard this, they were about to turn around and answer Feng Xinglan, but when they saw Mo Jing was also there, their faces changed suddenly, and then they smiled and said hello.

"Brother Mo, what a coincidence."

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

Several immortals pulled the corners of their mouths stiffly: "..." They didn't dare to move at all.

Mo Jing smiled, "Let's compare today, I will take out the fairy who won you half a month ago as a bet, okay?"

"Farewell." One of the immortals said weakly.

Another immortal clan responded immediately, "Yes, yes, we're just here to take a look today."

"That's it." Mo Jing replied regretfully when he heard this, "Okay, we have a chance to compete next time."

The immortals suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Mo Jing briefly introduced Yun Zheng and others to the immortals. After the two sides greeted each other, Mo Jing seriously introduced the "small battlefield" in front of Yun Zheng and others.

"This is the mustard seed space of the immortal clan. It was built by me and the Fire Fairy Master Qingqing. This mustard seed space was created as a small battlefield. Many trials and battles of the immortal clan members were completed in it. As you can see, once you enter it, people will become smaller, but if you really are in the scene, you won't feel that there is any difference between the mustard seed space and the outside."

Yun Zheng's eyes were slightly calm and she was thinking.

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

Mu Yin spoke, "Why is the ground full of magma in this small battlefield?"

At first glance, the ground was filled with fiery red magma, and it was so hot that people could feel it outside.

The fights between the immortals and the human genius were all carried out in mid-air.

Nangong Qingqing said: "It was designed by Grandpa Huoxian. Once one of the two parties fails in a fight, the magma will fall and be suffering from the pain of being swallowed by the magma. In fact, it will not cause damage to the body. The loser will also pop up the mustard seed space at that moment."

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

Nangong Qingqing's eyes were slightly deep, "Grandpa Huoxian said that this is to let the losers remember the pain after failure."

She still remembers the expression of Grandpa Huoxian saying this. How solemn and serious it was, and it seemed to be mixed with some unexplained abnormal emotions.

At this time, Zhong Li Wuyuan silently held her hand and asked softly: "Where are you? Have you failed?"
Chapter completed!