My cultivation base has been sealed, and I will become stronger if I molested the empress

Outside the gladiatorial city.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a humming sound, a void crack appeared not far from the city gate.

A girl in a black skirt came out of it.

She ignored the shocked gazes of the pedestrians around her, but turned to the dark crack and said:
"Master, are you not coming?"

"I still have things to deal with, and I'll see you later."

"it is good."

"Although I have changed your aura and appearance with holy methods, I can't guarantee that Bailong will see through your disguise. After all, he is so strong that it is unreasonable."

"It's okay, I just want to give them a surprise, it's fine if they are found."

"Take care of yourself."

The voice fell, and the crack disappeared.

The girl was Qingcheng who had returned from practicing. She tidied up her attire and walked straight towards Gladiator City.

Although the cultivators who came and went were curious, no one came forward to strike up a conversation with her, because at this moment, Qingcheng exuded an air of repelling others thousands of miles away.

And her cultivation base has reached the early stage of the god king.

One can tell at a glance that the talent is close to a demon, and it is absolutely not easy to mess with.

After paying the entrance fee, Qingcheng asked the guards guarding the city and said:
"May I ask how to get to the arena?"

"Just follow this street until you reach the end."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The city guards seemed very enthusiastic.

After all, facing a girl with a beautiful appearance, even if the other party's breath is cold, it does not affect others' appreciation of her.

Knowing the location of the arena, Qingcheng did not go immediately.

She hasn't been to Cosmic Gladiator City yet, so she plans to take a stroll in the city first to see how the city her father devoted himself to build.

Strolling on the spacious street, Qingcheng heard all kinds of cries coming from around.

"Purple-gold star god ore, 500 million Shenyuan jade per catty."

"A seventh-grade Canglong cub of the divine rank, [-] million divine source jades are worth the price."

"The fragments of the "Great Sage's Secret Code", 3000 million Shenyuan jade, I won't wait after noon~"

"The most explosive gossip, [-] Divine Origin Jade is on sale in batches!"

""Comprehensive List of Ten Weaknesses of Dark Seeds" only needs [-] Divine Origin Jade, absolutely no fools!"

There is an endless stream of cultivators coming and going, making it very lively and bustling.

Qingcheng didn't stop at a certain booth to check, but walked forward unhurriedly. It didn't take long for her to come to the three-way intersection in front of the arena.

Just when she was about to move on, she suddenly noticed something from the corner of her eye.

Turning his head, Qingcheng was shocked to see Ye Junge, the uncle of the Ninth Master from Mang Mountain, come out of the shop on the right, cross the street and enter the shop directly opposite the door on the left.

Ye Junge didn't even look at Qingcheng during the whole process.

Obviously, he didn't notice Qingcheng's disguise.

While rejoicing, Qingcheng stopped and looked at Old Man Shenji's shop.

Not long after, Ye Junge was seen pulling Yu Huang away, talking and laughing between the two of them.

"Brother Ye, what good things have you prepared to entertain me today?"

"Brother Yu, don't worry, it is definitely a treasure that you have never seen before."

"Then I must take a good look."

"That's right. Huh?"

Ye Junge had been talking to Yu Huang the whole time, so he didn't notice Qing Cheng in front of him, and bumped into her all of a sudden.

Out of politeness, Ye Junge hurriedly apologized:

"I'm sorry, sister, I accidentally bumped into you."

"fine."

Allure responded calmly.

She didn't reveal her identity, but walked straight forward and disappeared into the arena.

Looking at Qingcheng's disappearing back, Ye Junge was a little puzzled;
"Why do I feel like I've seen this girl somewhere?"

"Okay, everyone has left, and your old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation is useless even if you want to use it."

"Who's going to strike up a conversation with her? Her breath is cold. My brother, I like the kind that is hotter."

"Yo! Didn't realize that you still have such a side?"

"Hahahahaha."

The two looked at each other and laughed, and the shop that entered Mangshan together disappeared.

The arrival of Qingcheng did not attract anyone's attention.

Because since that day, Bailong and Luo Youxue haven't been to the arena again, and the two began to retreat in Yuzhuxuan separately.

Bailong's feeding move was very effective, and made him and Luo Youxue's comprehension of the law more refined.

As time goes by, the conflict between the dark race and the starry sky races is getting bigger and bigger.

At the beginning, the two sides would spare each other's lives, but after the conflict further intensified, they both revealed the darkest side of their hearts.

The killings are increasing and the methods are becoming more and more vicious.

But this way of fighting makes all the cultivators fanatical.

That element of violence is what they want.

The more bloody the scene, the more it can arouse the shouts and cheers of the onlookers, because the fighting spirit in their bodies has been aroused, and their emotions have also risen.

During this period, powerful defenders appeared on all sides.

That is to say, a person who has achieved at least ten consecutive victories in the arena without rest.

The ranks of the defenders from low to high are: iron medal, bronze medal, silver medal, gold medal, jade medal, and ace.

The corresponding number of winning streaks is also different.

Among them, the highest trump card defender needs to win a hundred games in a row, and no one has achieved it so far.

But there are three cultivators who made the audience's voice the loudest.

They are You Luo from the dark race, Ning Gu from the Heavenly Jade Sect, and Wu Qing'er from Qingcheng's pseudonym.

All three of them have surpassed their fifty-game winning streak.

On this day, Bai Long and Luo Youxue woke up from retreat at the same time.

When the two came to the courtyard, they found that each other was diligent.

Bailong stepped forward and hugged Luo Youxue, and said softly:
"Do you want to go to the arena to practice what you have learned these days?"

"Okay."

"It's a pity. It would be nice if there were two Hermit Crowns."

"Don't worry, I'll give it to you after I finish fighting."

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there later."

"Ah."

Luo Youxue turned around and kissed Bailong proactively, then walked out of the courtyard towards the arena.

The two had to act separately, otherwise their identities would definitely be revealed if they were noticed by outsiders, and there would be no way to continue the fight.

When Bailong came to the arena, Luo Youxue hadn't stepped onto the stage yet, and was waiting in the waiting area.

Seeing the white dragon appearing, the cultivators in the Tianzi No. [-] auditorium immediately scattered and fled, and all the seats were vacant in an instant.

Seeing this, Bai Long walked over and found a seat at random.

As soon as he sat down, Heipi appeared beside him, and said excitedly:
"Brother, my lineage in the underworld is finally about to have an inheritor."