A long and bloody life-and-death match will be held here.

This is the first time since the establishment of the Medicine Sect, but it is also true that the Medicine Sect’s competition arena is the largest.

However, a small competition involving 7,000 people could have been held anywhere, but it was chosen to be held in the Medicine Sect. Although the Divine Art Palace did not show any signs of doing so, their purpose was known to everyone.

However, they were not strong enough and dared not resist!

It was only three days ago that all the forces arrived here and officially set up camp.

Except for the Divine Art Palace, they have arrived everywhere. The foot of the mountain is also very large. Long before, this place was used by the Medicine Sect to recruit new disciples. However, there is nothing here except desolation.

After the six major forces arrived, they started doing their own things and did not provoke others.

Of course, everyone here exudes the aura of strength.

They all had a fierce aura, walked with a brisk and steady pace, and looked like they could defeat each other.

Contrary to usual, the Blood Alliance was very low-key this time, as if they were just going through the motions.

However, Lan Qingyu could not have imagined that this time the Blood Alliance would have several people whom he had not seen for many years.

Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao also arrived here early and are now living in a tent with Mo Yao and representatives of the one thousand disciples.

Mo Yao looked at Feng Yixie, Ling Lan, Shen Ji and other ten representatives, and he just said, "Don't be careless tonight, be careful, this place is chaotic, try not to cause trouble, these people are not easy to mess with, especially the people from the Blood Alliance."

"Yes!" Feng Yixie and others responded with clenched fists.

Mo Yao then waved his hand, "I know, you all know, go back!"

"Subordinates resign!"

After watching Feng Yixie and the others leave, Mo Yao glanced at Lan Qingyu with resentment, "One month has passed since the three-month deadline."

Lan Qingyu was confused by Mo Yao's sudden words, "Ahem, this style of painting is wrong. You should be a serious sect leader, not a pervert."

Mo Yao's dark eyes were filled with deep resentment, just like an abandoned young wife. Mo Yao said aggrievedly, "Little Feather, you are so cruel."

The man who was complaining was definitely not the leader of the Demon Sound Sect.

This man with a resentful face is definitely not the Lord of the Demon Realm.

Lan Qingyu narrowed her eyes dangerously, a cold look flashed across her eyes, and she asked word by word, "What did you say?"

Uh……

Mo Yao shook his head, his handsome face full of depression, "I regret it. If I had known that I would hold back that day, I shouldn't have been so cruel to you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so miserable."

miserable!?

Lan Qingyu pursed her lips tightly. She was the miserable one. She was the one who was half dead. This man felt good except sowing vigorously!

He is miserable!

Lan Qingyu had a cold face and ignored Mo Yao. He went back to the tent and fell asleep on the bed.

Mo Yao smiled dotingly, "Silly girl, look how scared you are."

That night.

The stars are twinkling and the evening breeze is blowing gently.

The master family of the four ancient families.

Shi Dashuai and Shi Xiaoshuai were still the same as before. Shi Xiaoshuai was still very lively. "Sister, let me tell you, Lan Qingyu is really my friend. You didn't see him last time, but you will definitely see him this time. Lan Qingyu will definitely come to Yaozong."

Shi Dashuai held his forehead weakly. This jumping person was definitely not his brother. "How do you know he will come? Did you see him?"

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