As soon as Mu Yan stood firm, he felt a "click" sound coming from his feet.

He lowered his head and met the skeleton's black "eyes".

And the one who made a jam just now was really the bone next to the skeleton.

Even though Mu Yan was very skilled and brave, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and he always felt a chill in his back.

Xiaobao had already hugged Mu Yan, his big eyes rolling around, and he looked around with vigilance.

Mu Yan swallowed and looked at Chu Moli beside him, "Senior Brother, are you sure this is the location of our Xiaoyao Sect?"

Chu Moli looked around and said, "The elder brother gave me this coordinate."

Yu Zhengqing was also feeling a little furious at this time. He quickly jumped into the air and looked around.

However, the sight of it is a deserted ancient battlefield, not even a single figure.

Woo--Woo--Woo--Woo--!

The creeping wind passed by my ears, like a woman crying over and over again in my ears.

"Mother!"

Even if Xiaobao is very skilled and brave, he is still a child after all.

He had seen all kinds of bloody and ugly monsters, and he had survived himself in the depths of the jungle.

But I have never been to such a gloomy place.

There was clearly no one around, but I always felt countless pairs of eyes looking at them.

The coolness surged from the soles of the feet and rushed straight to the spine.

When the wind blows through the ears, it is like a gloomy and wet hand stroking their necks.

Mu Yan hugged Xiaobao in his arms and cast his spiritual sense.

However, the spiritual consciousness seemed to be resisted by something, and after extending it for dozens of meters, it could not make any progress.

"I can't find the elder brother and the others." Mu Yan touched her arms that had started to get goosebumps, hugging Xiaobao a little tighter, "Why do we choose the address of the sect in this ghost place!"

Chu Moli turned his head and looked at her with an inexplicable look: "Little Junior Sister, if I remember correctly, you proposed to set up the sect's resident in the ruins of the ancient battlefield."

Mu Yan Yizhan: OK... It seems that this is the case.

Didn’t she think that the ancient battlefield is very close to the extreme realm, the Netherworld Realm, and the Demons, but they don’t belong to these three forces?

But who knew that the ancient battlefield was such a ghost place with a yin energy.

Mu Yan coughed lightly and changed the topic: "I'll contact senior brother first."

She took out the communication talisman and was about to activate it.

Suddenly, the evil-proof sword in Xiaobao's hand made a buzzing sound, and the sword body suddenly rushed into the sky.

At the same time, Mu Yan and Xiao Bao heard the nervous voice of Virus: "Little Master, Boss Jun, be careful, something is approaching us quickly. There are many... many, many..."

Almost as soon as Pixie finished speaking, Mu Yan grabbed Chu Moli's wheelchair and flew to the sky.

Xiaobao had already fallen on the evil-proof sword.

The next moment, I saw dense red bugs starting to crawl out from the ground with dry bones everywhere below.

"What's this?!"

Mu Yan looked at the little bugs that kept wriggling below and felt her scalp numb.

This bug was something she had never seen before, and even in ancient books, she had never seen it.

The insect has a slender appearance, but its head is extremely large.

There are no eyes on the head, only a huge mouthpart.

There was a constant spout of thick yellow and disgusting mucus in the mouthparts.

Mu Yan looked at Chu Moli and saw Chu Moli shook his head.

He had never seen such a bug.

Mu Yan was already a little regretful at this time.
Chapter completed!