God Concubine Supreme

Mu Qinglan sneered:

"That...then don't need it..."

If he really saw it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xueyou glanced at her and hummed softly.

I knew it was useless to say anything, only when someone was mentioned, Mu Qinglan's fearless temper this day would restrain her a little.

"It's just a challenge, why be so desperate."

Mu Qinglan looked at Xueyou's expression calmly, but his eyes seemed to be condensed with frost, and there was a wave of coldness.

Thinking about it, I probably guessed a bit.

She blinked and said very obediently:

"I promise there will be no next time!"

Xueyou raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing it.

She said this time and time again, but every time she tried her best.

Whether he said it or not, it didn't really matter.

Seeing this, Mu Qinglan could only cough and spit out a few words indistinctly:

"Next time... to you?"

Xue You paused.

Mu Qinglan's eyes were clear, but she seemed to have seen everything.

Although he didn't say anything, it was obvious that Mu Qinglan had already made a good guess.

Xueyou froze for a while, then curled the corners of her mouth in relief, and nodded.

"good."

If there is such an opportunity to attack the Netherworld next time, it will naturally be given to him...

"This time, I will help you hide it for the time being. But you know best how to do it, so I won't say much."

As Xueyou said, she carefully treated the wound on Mu Qinglan's shoulder.

He didn't really plan to expose all these things, but he deliberately threatened because he really couldn't stand Mu Qinglan's desperate style of play.

Take it when you see it.

Mu Qinglan and the others felt relaxed, but the other people around them had different thoughts.

In the challenge competition, Nether Palace lost, and Piao Miao Shenzong successfully occupied one of the top four seats!

Even seeing it with your own eyes is still unbelievable.

Everyone became more and more curious about Mu Qinglan's origin, and at the same time, they were full of various conjectures about the upcoming semifinals.

The Piaomiao Divine Sect has brought down Netherworld, one of the four major clans, and the remaining three... wonder if they will have the same experience?

Everyone looked at Yuan Ruili.

What will the next semi-finals be like?

…

Yuan Ruili looked around, then got up.

"I believe you have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Hearing the sound, many people were refreshed!

Even Mu Qinglan looked over.

Yuan Rui put his hands behind his back and said:

"Ten years of hard work. No matter whether you are here to compete with others or to find the treasures of heaven and earth, it is not easy to get to the present. I won't waste everyone's time waiting. The finals of the semi-finals will begin immediately!"

Mu Qinglan was keenly aware that the people around her seemed to be getting excited too, and some people could still vaguely see the look of anticipation in their eyes.

She couldn't help but tilt her head, and asked in a low voice:

"Why does everyone seem to care about this final semi-final match?"

Logically speaking, shouldn't only people from their last four sects care about it?

Elder Wei Yue smiled lightly and explained:

"Your Majesty, you don't know something. What everyone cares about is not the four powers fighting for hegemony, but the ancient battlefield that will finally open."

Mu Qinglan was startled: "The ancient battlefield? Could it be... from ten thousand years ago..."

"That's right. It's the battlefield where the gods fell ten thousand years ago." Elder Wei Yue nodded.

Mu Qinglan didn't react for a while.

"But... Isn't this Shenxia Desolation the battlefield of ten thousand years ago? And this Shenmeng Cliff... Didn't it mean that countless divine masters from back then were buried here? What does the so-called ancient battlefield refer to?"

In Mu Qinglan's view, this is actually an ancient battlefield, isn't it?

Elder Wei Yue shook his head:

"Your Majesty, what you said is actually correct. The Desolation of Shenxia is indeed the place where the gods fought tens of thousands of years ago, and it is true that many powerful people were buried under the cliff of Shenmeng. However, the real ancient battlefield, It was actually sealed."

Mu Qinglan suddenly thought of something and looked at her feet.

Under the transparent rock is a bottomless abyss.

Lines of red blood spread under his feet, which was a violent and murderous aura that was constantly wandering!

"Could it be—"

Could it be that the so-called ancient battlefield refers to the place below?

Elder Wei Yue seemed to have seen through Mu Qinglan's conjecture, and couldn't help laughing.

"Your Majesty, your guess is half right. Below, there is indeed an ancient battlefield, but it is only the tip of the iceberg. Only when the seal is completely removed, can everyone see the real ancient battlefield, enter it, and practice. You must know , there, everything from ten thousand years ago, except for those fallen gods, is still intact. For practitioners, it can almost be regarded as a huge treasure house."

He paused and lowered his voice again.

"If you're lucky, you may even see a replay of the battle that year."

Mu Qinglan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Isn't that equivalent to an illusion?"

"From a certain point of view, it can indeed be said so. However, the combination of the illusion and the entire Shenxia Desolation is almost difficult to distinguish between true and false. Besides, for a cultivator, it is so great to be able to see the top gods fighting against each other. glory and fortune?"

Therefore, even if it is an illusion, thousands of cultivators from the Gods and Demons Heaven still flock to it.

Mu Qinglan nodded knowingly.

No wonder everyone is so excited and looking forward to it.

"After the opening of the ancient battlefield, only the top four can enter it, and the others can only watch from the outside. But if you are lucky, you may also see the replay of the battle of the gods."

I see.

"Is there a limit to the number of people who can enter?"

Elder Wei Yue shook his head.

"The Wanshen Festival has already limited the number of people in each family, so there is no further regulation on the number of people in the final semi-finals. Opportunities are rare. Generally, everyone will enter the semi-finals."

Mu Qinglan paused for a moment, then asked, "What about... the Yuan Clan? There are quite a few of them here."

After all, it is the organizer, and the number of people who come here is not small.

Elder Wei Yue froze for a moment, then smiled.

"I almost forgot about this...Although the Yuan Clan is the organizer, but because it was scheduled to be one of the semi-finals, only 30 people can enter this final."

He seemed to have a headache and pressed his temple.

"Actually, among the top four, we should have the fewest people."

Even including him and Chang Qi, there are less than twenty people in total.

Mu Qinglan raised his eyebrows immediately.

"Then haven't we suffered a big loss?"

The other three families have more people than them!

Not just one or two more!

If they all went in, wouldn't it be obvious that they would be bullied?

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about this. In the final semi-finals, whoever has the most people doesn't have an advantage. To be precise, neither of them may even become opponents of each other."

Mu Qinglan suddenly became interested: "Oh?"

Elder Wei Yue continued:

"After the finals start, the ancient battlefield will be opened, and all the top four can enter it. In the ancient battlefield, there are actually three levels of areas. The first to reach the top of the area is the winner. And, The most important thing is that the ancient battlefield has a vast area, and everyone is scattered. It is not so easy to get together."

"In short, after entering the ancient battlefield, you will naturally understand everything."

Mu Qinglan nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, all the Xingxiu elders behind him also listened very carefully.

Before this, although they had wanted to go up to Shenmeng Cliff countless times, when they actually made it to the top four, it felt a little unreal.

Because I have never formally participated in it before, I don't even know the rules of the competition very well.

The only thing Mu Qinglan is worried about right now is her own injury.

Even if she is extremely resilient, it will take some time for this injury to fully heal...

I just don't know what it will be like after entering the ancient battlefield.

Just as Mu Qinglan was thinking, she suddenly noticed that the eyes of the people around her were all on her.

She frowned slightly and looked up.

Looking at it, they met Yuan Ruili's eyes.

There is no way, Yuan Ruili's gaze is too obvious.

Even if she wanted to pretend she didn't know, she couldn't do it.

According to a strong man of Yuan Ruili's level, it would be easy for him to see a person if he didn't want the other party to notice.

And now, he obviously did it on purpose.

His eyes are ancient well without waves, and no fluctuations can be seen.

He looked at Mu Qinglan and said lightly:

"Since Piaomiao Shenzong is one of the top four, as the ruler, it should come to summon the ancient battlefield together."

The words were neither light nor heavy, but inexplicably tinged with accusation.

Mu Qinglan squinted his eyes, and then quickly glanced at the people beside him, and sure enough, he saw that Palace Master Kagura, Master Yiran, and even Fengtian and Longzhan had already got up.

They stand together, apparently planning to do something...

Open the seal of the ancient battlefield?

No one has ever told her this before!

Mu Qinglan simply laughed, and said:

"I'm really sorry, I, Piao Miao Shenzong, have never participated in this grand gathering of the gods before, so I am not very clear about many of these rules."

She was so magnanimous that everyone was a little surprised.

Some people who wanted to see their jokes didn't have a very good expression.

Yuan Ruili looked Mu Qinglan up and down, as if confirming the truth of her words.

Even if you haven't been here before, you should know something about the Ten Thousand Gods Festival, right?

This Mu Qinglan, and even the entire Piaomiao Shenzong, are very strange, why don't they even understand these things?

"Since you are going to participate in the Great Gathering of the Gods, haven't you asked about this before?" Yuan Ruili asked in a cold voice.

Mu Qinglan smiled but wasn't smiling.

"I didn't know that we could directly enter the top four when we participated in the first time, so why would we spend so much time trying to understand these things?"

Yuan Ruili choked suddenly.

Those who originally wanted to laugh a few words by the way also shut their mouths.

Mu Qinglan smiled slightly, and then stood up.

She was about to walk that way, but she heard Yuan Ruili say indifferently:

"By the way, I almost forgot that you are injured now. Even if you come here, you should not be able to help summon the ancient battlefield. You should stay there and take care of your injuries."

Mu Qinglan paused and smiled.

Who is this... mocking?

Kavinka's discomfort, the writing is not smooth...

The second update and the third update are slightly later, so let's update together.

It's about seven o'clock.

Try to adjust it back to 9:00 am tomorrow