Half an hour later.

In the mustard seed space, Yun Zheng and the young man of the immortal race were still fighting. She had fought with him for hundreds of rounds, but still had no choice.

Both of them were injured.

The young man from the Immortal Clan looked slightly pale, and he raised his eyes and asked seriously: "I am Shaohong from the Immortal Clan, what's your name?"

"Yun Zheng."

Shaohong smiled, "I remember you, you are a very strong opponent." He is also my respectable opponent.

I saw him stand up straight, raise his hands slightly, and his hands turn into flames, emitting a terrifying burning breath, "This is my last move. If you can take it, I will lose."

"Okay." Yun Zheng nodded and responded.

The moment he finished speaking, Shaohong's entire body turned into flames.

Yun Zheng's eyes were slightly shocked, and then Shaohong, who turned into flames, suddenly rushed towards the magma below, at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, "he" had already merged into the magma.

boom!

When he came out again, a wave of magma started. His flaming body was wrapped in magma, emitting extremely powerful scorching power. Just by getting close, I felt like my whole body melted.

When the heat wave came, Yun Zheng subconsciously set up a defense spirit shield.

Before Shaohong started attacking, she felt very stressed. If he really launched an attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yun Zheng put away the flame spear, but prepared to gather the palm prints to fight.

Here comes!

The flames transformed from Shaohong instantly covered the sky and crushed towards her at a very fast speed.

Yun Zheng's face changed, and she immediately increased her strength and raised her palm to greet her.

"Si Tian Shen Seal!"

A 'boom' sound exploded.

The huge palm print did not break the flames away at once, but the flames kept crushing and oppressing.

Yun Zheng was forced to fall down continuously, and the burning sensation that hit her face made her sweat profusely, and her delicate little face was red with hot.

Her face was solemn. With her current pupil technique, she could not capture where Shaohong's body was hidden in the flames.

Her mental power is also ineffective against the current Shaohong form.

Yun Zheng was at a disadvantage at this time.

There is magma below, and the heat coming from it also makes Yun Zheng feel dangerous.

Yun Zheng could only grit her teeth and use all the spiritual power in her body to resist it, raising her eyes and staring at the flames behind the huge palm print.

She exclaimed again with a loud bang.

"Liutian God Seal!"

In an instant, the airflow in the surrounding space exploded, and the magma below surged even more violently because of this force, and part of the flames in Yun Zheng's palm print was dispersed.

The power of ‘Shaohong’ is disintegrating, and now is the time to defeat it!

Yun Zheng turned his wrist slightly, put his hands together, and once again used the same palm.

Bang!

The flames were broken apart, and a phantom covered his chest and took several steps backwards. The phantom gradually turned into a physical body, which was the young man from the immortal clan.

A trace of blood spilled out of Shaohong's mouth, his eyes were still a little scarlet. He raised his eyes and stared at Yun Zheng's direction, and smiled pale, "I lost."

After saying that, Shaohong fell into a coma.

Without spiritual power, he fell down instantly.

Yun Zheng subconsciously wanted to pull him, but as soon as she took a step in the air, she couldn't help but lean over and spit out a mouthful of blood. Her arms were numb and trembling, and she felt weak.

Her spiritual power was also exhausted.

When she looked down, Shaohong had fallen into the magma and disappeared.

At this time, a fairy grass appeared in front of her, exuding a faint fairy spirit, which made people feel extremely comfortable.

Yun Zheng's eyes were slightly brighter. She raised her hand to take it, then carefully put it into a box, and then placed the box in the storage space.

Finally got the immortal grass for longevity!

Before Yun Zheng could recover, her next opponent appeared. This opponent was also an immortal clan. He took a fancy to the artifact dagger.

As soon as the immortals arrived, they suppressed their cultivation to the same level as hers, then bowed politely and said slowly: "Please accept it."

When Yun Zheng heard this, she paused, took out a bottle of elixir from the storage space and swallowed it, and then bowed her back to give her a gift.

Then, they started fighting.

…

About an hour later.

All the friends came out, including Rong Shuo, Qingfeng, Mo Yu, and Yuezhou.

However, Yun Zheng is still fighting.

Mo Jing sighed: "I heard from an immortal brother that Ayun defeated the guy Shaohong, and then received challenges from four people in a row. Ayun has won five games in a row. Alas... the Yun team is still as powerful as ever! I remember that when I first entered this mustard seed space, I lost in the first game."

Mu Yin's face was pale and his breath was a little confused. He looked puzzled and said, "Apart from Brother Rong and Brother Lan, we also lost in the first game. Fortunately, we defeated our opponents when we entered the second time. Otherwise, where would our Fengyun Team face besides?"

Yan Chen laughed, "A Yin, failure is a common thing in the world, and there is no need to be upset."

"That's right, if you can't beat others, it proves that our strength is not enough. Actually, hehe, I'll bring you here to see the power of the immortals, hahaha." Mo Jing said with a smile, and then he sighed softly.

"But I didn't expect that you would be able to defeat the immortals of the same level on the first day. Now, the immortals are secretly praising you."

When Mu Yin heard the last sentence, he immediately swept away the haze and showed a proud look.

"Hmph, I'm the one who has obtained four treasures!"

"Yoyo, you're showing off. A Yin, you're no longer a three-year-old child!" Mo Jing couldn't help but hurt him.

…

After a moment, Yun Zheng was defeated.

She dropped the magma, and at that moment, she felt the pain of her impending death, but she felt that this pain made her very calm.

Because she has experienced real death, the psychological pain of despair is far greater than that of her body.

Soon, Yun Zheng was popped out of the mustard space. Before she could stand firm, she fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Yun Zheng looked up at the man, "Sorry, I couldn't save your dagger."

The man looked at her pale little face, then raised his hand and stroked her cheeks, with an unrestrained heartache in his eyes. His brows seemed to be knotted, and his voice was very light: "If the dagger is gone, it will be gone, the most important thing is you."

"Just be there."

"Okay." Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

…

A quarter of an hour later, Yun Zheng and his group hurried back to the place where the God of Food Competition was held.

Yun Zheng's injuries in the mustard seed space have been healed by 80% because she took a gold-grade pill given by Rong Shuo.

However, the spiritual power in her body had been exhausted and she could not recover in a short period of time.

When they came to the area where the God of Food Competition was held, they found that there were many immortals and human geniuses watching. The scene was extremely grand and very lively.
Chapter completed!