MTL - Landing in the Fantastic World-Chapter 932 Enter the ancient battlefield

"Say!"

Mu Yu's voice was very cold.

Xiaolong nodded quickly like a chicken pecking rice: "It's about a million miles away, and adults just go in this direction, and they will be there soon."

"Then please take you down the road."

Mu Yu said suddenly.

"Let me show the way?"

Pulong's pupils shrank, his head shook like a rattle, and his face was terrified: "Don't! My lord, it's very dangerous there, and I'm a lot of years old. Let me enjoy my old age."

"Don't let me repeat it a second time, even if it makes up for the sin you just offended me."

Mu Yu didn't give it a chance, and an invisible coercion shrouded the dragon's head.

Under some coercion, Xiaolong finally gave in.

His eyes flickered at Mu Yu. If Mu Yu's request was now rejected, he would be dead immediately.

Might as well first send Mu Yu to the outer waters of the ancient battlefield, then immediately turn around and leave, leaving Mu Yu alone to survive there.

This will not only keep his "life", but also let this **** human die in the battlefield of ancient times.

Can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"Sir, please follow me."

Nine dragons no longer thought about it, and immediately led the way to the direction of the ancient battlefield.

Soon, one person and one dragon crossed the vast sea.

Gradually, a black "color" continent appeared in Mu Yu's sight.

Above the continent, there is a thick layer of dark clouds, exuding a gloomy and strange atmosphere.

"Sir, there is an ancient battlefield ahead. I have brought you here, so let's meet again."

auzw.com As soon as the dragon's eyeballs turned, "Exposure" gave out a flattering smile, and did not see the prestige of the former sealord.

"Why don't we go and visit together?"

Chen Long's careful thought, where he escaped Mu Yu's eyes, he "showed" a playful smile.

"No no no!"

Chen Long was frightened by Mu Yu and quickly said: "I still like to stay in the sea, the land is not suitable for me."

Mu Yu didn't say much. After closing his smile, he quickly explored the surrounding environment using Ziji Shentong and found nothing unusual.

As a result, his toes gently touched the air and finally stepped into the range of the ancient battlefield.

A cold death breath suddenly permeated, like countless ghosts floating around Mu Yu.

Seeing that Mu Yu didn't care about him, he stepped into the battlefield of ancient times by himself, and finally relieved himself.

Looking at the back of Mu Yu, his eyes "exposed" a bit of ruthless "color": "Humans who do not know life or death, dare to break even in ancient battlefields, I wish you to die there sooner."

Then it turned around and was about to dive into the ocean floor.

The breath of death and annihilation came to his body instantly, like a death demon hand, holding it tightly, making it unable to move.

"No! Help!"

Pu Long's pupils shrank into a needle, and he tried his best to scream, but he couldn't send out a word.

The breath of life in its body was gradually covered by the force of death, its vitality was exhausted, and it gradually turned into a dried-up corpse and fell to the bottom of the sea.

Mu Yu, who was in the ancient battlefield, knew nothing about what happened here.

There is a strange energy around the ancient battlefield, which isolates the inside and the outside. Everything that happened in the sea is completely invisible in the ancient battlefield.

Mu Yu did not choose to fly, but took a step and slowly walked deep into the battlefield.

A powerful air hood shrouded the body, blocking all the breath of death around.

"Qing Xingshi, do you know the position of the formation left by son-in-law?"

Mu Yu walked cautiously while communicating with Hydra.