My Demon Queen

Chapter 270 Top 6 4

Just when the little spark of trouble in Ye An's heart was about to break through the cage of reason and wanted to break the dull, depressing and almost suffocating atmosphere, the temperature around him suddenly rose without any warning.

The heat seemed like magma gushing out from the depths of the earth, carrying with it the momentum to destroy everything.

In the competition venue for the top 16, all contestants and spectators felt the sudden heat wave at the first moment.

Looks of panic appeared on their faces, like a group of lambs being chased by hungry wolves.

Some people screamed in panic, the sound was so sharp and piercing that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums.

Some people opened their eyes wide and their mouths so wide that it seemed as if an egg could be stuffed in.

Then, they quickly gathered their own spiritual power to form spiritual power shields shining with various colors of light.

Some of those spiritual power shields were light blue, like the shimmering surface of a lake.

Some are golden in color, as if they were made of gold.

Some are emerald green, just like the vibrant young leaves in spring.

Under the impact of the heat wave, these shields continued to flash, as if they were waging a silent battle against the heat wave.

Ye An also sensed the heat wave and felt vaguely familiar with it, but that familiar feeling seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy mist. No matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember where he had encountered it.

He frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He gently rubbed his chin with his hand, as if it could help him recall the forgotten memory.

Wuyou's usually calm face became solemn at this moment, and a serious light flashed in his deep eyes.

He put his hands together and muttered something. The low and rhythmic spell seemed like mysterious notes coming from ancient times.

A dazzling golden light burst out from his palm, and the light was as bright and warm as the first ray of dawn when the sun rises.

The golden light spread and extended rapidly, forming a huge golden bell in an instant.

There are exquisite patterns carved on the golden bell, and those patterns seem to come alive, constantly flowing under the reflection of golden light.

The Golden Bell Cover tightly enveloped the people around him. Under the impact of the heat wave, the Golden Bell Cover made a buzzing sound, as if announcing to the world its indestructibility.

Ye An came back to his senses and turned to look at Wuyou, only to see that Wuyou had a calm expression, as if he had just done something insignificant.

There was no trace of pride or boasting on his face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

That smile is like a spring breeze, making people feel extremely comfortable.

Seeing this, Ye An gave Wuyou a thumbs up without hesitation.

He raised his thumb high, as if saluting Wuyou.

However, when his gaze shifted to Mo Qingcheng, he was surprised to find that Mo Qingcheng was quietly looking up at the sky with a doting smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ye An's heart was suddenly filled with doubts. He followed Mo Qingcheng's gaze and looked up at the sky through the transparent golden bell.

The originally azure blue in the sky has been replaced by a fiery red color, which seems to be dyed red with blood, making people feel extremely depressed.

As the temperature continued to rise, many weaker contestants began to be unable to withstand such high temperatures.

Their spiritual shields began to shake under the impact of the heat wave, and the flickering light became flickering.

Some people looked pale, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down their foreheads, dripping onto the ground and instantly evaporating into a wisp of water vapor.

At this time, fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of Wuyou's smooth forehead. Those beads of sweat slowly slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his clothes, leaving a water stain.

His breathing became rapid and his chest rose and fell.

Su Su looked at Wuyou anxiously from the side, her beautiful big eyes full of worry.

"Master Wuyou, how about I do it?"

Su Su said anxiously, her voice trembling slightly, obviously she was very worried about Wuyou's condition. Her eyes were fixed on Wuyou, full of concern.

Wuyou gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously. His eyes were firm, as if telling Susu that he could still hold on. Veins bulged on his forehead, as if he was under great pressure.

Seeing this, Su Su felt helpless. She glared at Ye An fiercely, but found that Ye An was standing there leisurely as if nothing had happened, as if the high temperature had no effect on him at all.

He had his hands behind his back and a faint smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a wonderful performance.

However, only Wuyou himself knew that when he was about to collapse, he felt a mysterious force suddenly coming from under his feet.

He looked down and found that Ye An had quietly set up a formation under his feet.

The formation emitted a faint light, which contained mysterious runes.

These runes are constantly spinning, like a beating heart.

It is this formation that continuously supplies him with spiritual power, allowing him to hold on until now.

In other rest areas, the contestants were all sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and their spiritual power was obviously exhausted.

Some people have collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Some people leaned against the pillars with empty eyes, as if they had lost their fighting spirit.

Mu Wushuang, relying on the unique advantage of her ice spiritual roots, was able to barely withstand the heat wave.

There was a faint chill emanating from her surroundings, which continued to shrink under the impact of the heat wave.

But her eyes would from time to time look at her third senior sister, Princess Changle.

She discovered that cracks had begun to appear in Princess Changle's spiritual shield, and those cracks were spreading like a spider web.

Obviously she could not hold on any longer, Mu Wushuang did not hesitate at all, she immediately leaned towards Princess Changle.

Princess Changle was no longer shy, and the two of them worked together to resist the heat wave.

Their spiritual power shields merged together to form a larger shield. Although the shield shook a little under the impact of the heat wave, it still held on tenaciously.

Inside the Golden Bell, Mo Qingcheng watched this scene quietly. She shook her head helplessly, her eyes as if she was looking at a group of naughty children.

She sighed secretly in her heart, feeling that her sister had not grown up yet and was always a cause of worry for her.

Just when everyone felt that they could not hold on any longer, three figures came rushing over from a distance like meteors.

They exude a powerful aura that seems to be able to suppress everything in the world.

Their clothes fluttered in the wind like flags flying on a battlefield.

As soon as the three appeared, they cast a powerful spell to resist the heat wave and then easily dissipated it.

When everyone looked carefully, they found that it was the masters of the three holy places who had arrived.

Bai Feiyu looked at the sky helplessly, his furrowed brows seemed able to pinch a fly to death.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he complained secretly in his heart: It feels like this guy has never been a relief to me.

Dao Wuchen looked at the sky with a complicated expression. His old eyes were full of complex emotions, as if hiding many unknown secrets.

Confucius was stroking his long beard slowly, with no expression on his face as he looked at the sky quietly, as if he was waiting for something.

"Such a grand event, wouldn't it be a pity for the demon clan to not have me?"

As this clear and pleasant yet slightly weird voice sounded, Mo Ruxue brought Xiao Rou slowly to the center of the venue.

Their figures are like fairies walking out of a painting, beautiful and mysterious.

Mo Ruxue was wearing a black robe with exquisite red patterns embroidered on it, as if it were a blooming red spider lily.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind like a black waterfall, and her face was like a carefully carved work of art, breathtakingly beautiful.

Xiaorou was wearing a light blue dress. Her eyes were big, like two crystal clear black gems.

There was an innocent smile on her face, as if she was an elf who knew nothing about the world.

Except for the three rulers of the holy land, everyone else present had a look of horror on their faces.

The demons, the ones who waged an earth-shaking war with humans thousands of years ago and forced humans to cede part of their territory, have now appeared in the eyes of the world again.

Crowds of people began to gather together, their bodies pressed tightly together, as if this could give them a sense of security.

They looked warily at the two figures, one big and one small, in the center of the venue.

Their eyes were filled with fear and vigilance, as if they were facing the most terrifying demon in the world.

Some people held their weapons tightly in their hands, as if they were ready to fight a life-and-death battle with the demons at any time.

Some people were quietly retreating, trying to stay away from this dangerous place.

Ye An looked at Mo Ruxue and Xiao Rou. He seemed to be under a spell. He stood there stupidly, staring at them, unable to move.

His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

His mind was blank, as if all thoughts were frozen.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's silly look, like a child who had succeeded in a prank. The corners of her mouth curled up, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes, and she looked at Ye An's stiff back with pride.

Su Su looked at Mo Ruxue in the center of the venue with curiosity. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was deeply attracted by Mo Ruxue's beauty.

Her face was filled with amazement, and her eyes were wide open for a moment.

Her mouth was slightly open, as if she was marveling at the fact that there was such a beautiful woman in the world.

It was also the first time that Wuyou saw the Demon Empress. His eyes scanned back and forth on Mo Ruxue's body, and he thought secretly in his heart: This Demon Empress doesn't seem to be as cruel and bloodthirsty as the rumors say.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the true face of the Demon Queen.

Gu Shuchen's eyes were fixed on Mo Ruxue, then he looked around and found no trace of Mo Qingcheng.

A hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but he soon returned his gaze to Mo Ruxue.

He licked his lips slightly, looking like a hungry wolf that saw its prey.

His hands clenched unconsciously, as if he was suppressing the impulse in his heart.