Half an hour later.

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

Both of them were injured.

The young immortal turned pale, raised his eyes and asked seriously, "I am Shao Hong from the immortal clan. What is your name?"

"Yun Zheng."

Shaohong smiled and said, "I will remember you. You are a very strong opponent." He is also an opponent that I deserve respect.

He stood up straight, raised his hands slightly, and his hands turned into flames, emitting a terrifying burning aura. "This is my last move. If you can take it, I lose."

"Okay." Yun Zheng nodded in agreement.

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

Yun Zheng's eyes showed a slight surprise, and then, Shao Hong, who had turned into flames, suddenly rushed towards the magma below. His speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, he had merged into the magma.

boom!

When he came out again, he actually stirred up a wave of magma. His flaming body was wrapped in magma, emitting extremely powerful scorching power. Just by getting close to him, you felt like your whole body was melting.

As the heat wave hit, Yun Zheng subconsciously put up a defensive spiritual shield.

She felt a lot of pressure before Shao Hong even started attacking. If he really launched an attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yun Zheng put away the flaming spear and prepared to condense a palm print to fight back.

Here we come!

The raging flames transformed by Shao Hong instantly covered the sky and earth, crushing towards her at an extremely fast speed.

Yun Zheng's expression changed, and she immediately gained strength and raised her palm to meet the attack.

"Four Heavenly Divine Seal!"

There was a loud bang.

The huge palm print failed to disperse the flames at once, but instead the flames continued to crush and press down.

Yun Zheng was forced to fall continuously. The burning sensation on her face made her sweat profusely, and her delicate little face turned red with heat.

Her expression was solemn. With her current pupil skills, she was unable to detect where Shao Hong's true form was hidden in the flames.

Her mental power is also ineffective against Shao Hong's current form.

Yun Zheng was at a disadvantage at this time.

There was magma below, and the burning sensation made Yun Zheng feel dangerous.

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

She struck out again with a loud bang.

"Flowing Heaven Divine Seal!"

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

Shao Hong's power is collapsing, now is the time to defeat him!

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

Bang!

The raging flames were shattered, and a shadow covered its chest and took several steps back. The shadow gradually turned into a solid entity, and it was the young immortal Shao Hong.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Shao Hong's mouth, and his eyes were still a little bloodshot. He raised his eyes and stared in the direction of Yun Zheng, smiling palely, "I lost."

After saying that, Shaohong fell into a coma.

Without spiritual power to support him, he fell down instantly.

Yun Zheng subconsciously wanted to help him, but as soon as she took a step in the air, she leaned over and spit out a mouthful of blood. Both of her arms were numb and trembling, and she felt weak.

Her spiritual power was also exhausted.

When she lowered her eyes to look over, Shaohong had already fallen into the lava and disappeared.

At this time, a magical grass appeared in front of her, emitting a faint fairy air, making people feel extremely comfortable.

Yun Zheng's eyes lit up slightly. 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 longevity herb!

Before Yun Zheng could recover, her next opponent appeared. This opponent was also an immortal, and he had set his eyes on the divine dagger.

As soon as the immortal arrived, he suppressed his cultivation to the same level as hers, then bowed politely and said slowly, "Please accept it."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng paused, took out a bottle of pills from the storage space and swallowed it, then bowed in return.

Then they started fighting.

…

About an hour later.

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

But Yun Zheng is still fighting.

Mo Jing sighed, "I heard from a fellow immortal that Ayun defeated Shaohong, and then received four more challenges in a row. Ayun has won five games in a row. Sigh... Team Yun is still as powerful as ever! Back then, when I first entered this mustard seed space, I lost the first game."

Mu Yin's face was pale, his breathing a little disordered. He said with a puzzled look, "Except for Brother Rong and Brother Lan, we also lost in the first round. Fortunately, we defeated our opponents the second time we went in. Otherwise, where would our Fengyun team put their reputation?"

Yan Chen laughed, "A Yin, failure is a common thing in the world, there's no need to dwell on it."

"That's right. If we can't beat others, it proves that our strength is not enough. In fact, hehe, I brought you here to let you see how powerful the immortals are. Hahaha." Mo Jing said with a smile, and then he sighed lightly.

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

When Mu Yin heard the last sentence, the gloom in his face suddenly disappeared, and he revealed a proud and arrogant look.

"Humph, I'm the one who got four treasures!"

"Oh my, you're showing off, Ayin, you're not a three-year-old kid anymore!" Mo Jing couldn't help but tease him.

…

After a while, Yun Zheng was defeated.

She fell into the lava, and at that moment, she felt the pain of impending death, but she felt that this pain made her calm.

Because she had experienced real death, the desperate psychological pain was far greater than the physical pain.

Soon, Yun Zheng was bounced out of the mustard seed space, and before she could stand firmly, she fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Yun Zheng raised her eyes to look at the man, "I'm sorry, I couldn't save your dagger."

The man looked at her pale little face, then raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, his eyes showing an unconcealable pain. His brows seemed to be knotted, and his voice was very soft: "The dagger is gone, and the most important thing is you."

"You are here