Listening to Jiang Xiaomu's explanation, Mu Ming's face was indeed a little solemn.

Because there is an octagonal hat spirit turtle that is good at speed, it leaves everyone behind, and after arriving at this place, the octagonal hat spirit turtle no longer dares to move forward.

So Jiang Xiaomu waited here for the shepherd name he knew, hoping to go together.

Although I don't know if I will meet Mu Ming, as everyone walks here inexplicably, Jiang Xiaomu is more and more sure that the problem here is that everyone will pass by here.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Xiaomu has waited here for so long.

"You mean, you asked those people that they would end up passing through this canyon, even if they were going in different directions?" Makina asked again with confirmation.

"That's right, so there are countless foreign mages here and domestic happenings." Jiang Xiaomu, "No matter what path you choose when you set off, as long as you pass through the green ancient tree forest, you will pass through this place. ”

"You're worried that if you keep going, something will go wrong?" Mu Ming asked, "But you didn't retreat, and you said you would wait for me, so you believed me?" ”

"Don't you want to see what's behind all these weird things?" Jiang Xiaomu asked rhetorically.

"Hahaha, let's go." When the pastor heard this, he smiled and said no more.

I'm afraid that Jiang Xiaomu has an experience that he doesn't know, and at this moment, he also has a heart in his heart that wants to stand on the top of the world and see the world.

If you dare to move forward on these paths, how will you face more powerful enemies in the future?

"Oh, by the way, this one next to you is your object?" Jiang Xiaomu set his eyes on Ding Yumian's body, not because he had any intentions, but because he was curious.

"My little junior sister, Ding Yumian." Mu Ming was a little funny in his heart, how could this Jiang Xiaomu say that, how embarrassing.

What an object, what an object, this is obviously the object of the future, ahh

"This is my friend, Jiang Xiaomu." After Mu Ming introduced Ding Yumian, he introduced Jiang Xiaomu to Ding Yumian, "There is an octagonal hat spirit turtle here." ”

Now Makina is sure that there is something wrong with these green trees.

You can isolate your soul perception, and the most terrifying self has not yet noticed this problem.

Moreover, there must be a pair of big hands behind it, controlling this place, so that everyone will pass by this place.

Then it can also be explained, why the enchantment realm can only allow intermediate and beginner mages to enter, and those high-level and super-level cannot enter, because someone is using the power of the earth to hinder those people from entering.

And also grasp the psychology of all powerful mages, they can break the enchantment realm to enter, but at that time, they will destroy the treasure of the earth.

Makina, who had sensed the crisis, now has a sense of curiosity and exploration, and wants to see it himself.

Now that the Arctic North Demon Bear has reached the advanced stage of the warlord, non-commander-level demons and high-level mages can deal with them.

There are countless outstanding young mages at home and abroad gathered here, and Mu Ming doesn't believe that something really happened and he can't escape.

Watching the two of them frolicking, although Ding Yumian wanted to explain something, Senior Brother Muming had already explained, and what he said felt deliberate.

Mu Ming and Ding Yumian sat on the back of the Death Blade Demon Spider, Jiang Xiaomu sat on the back of the Octagonal Hat Spirit Turtle, and the three of them began to continue to run forward.

The further you go inside, the stronger the fragrance becomes, but after a long time, the fragrance becomes less abrupt, and these clouds become so thick that they begin to become natural.

After walking for about ten minutes, several people's eyes suddenly lit up.

The surrounding clouds and mist suddenly dissipated, and the scene ahead made everyone extremely shocked, the canyon was huge, hundreds of meters wide.

There was no life in the canyon, no weeds, no bushes, only reddish-brown sand mixed with white bones.

The two walls are high into the clouds, and there is no top in sight, and the canyon stretches forward without knowing the end, and the two walls are so smooth that even the vines and grass cannot be seen.

The reddish-brown sand smells as if it has been soaked in donated blood, and the white bones half-buried in the ground make people shudder.

Those bones have human skulls, giant ribs of demons, and there is not the slightest wind around them, and there is obviously no sound, but there seems to be a hundred ghosts wailing to make people explode.

When I looked back, it was a hazy white mist, and I couldn't see where I had just passed.

"I can't go back." Jiang Xiaomu took the octagonal hat spirit turtle to try a few times from the boundary between the clouds and the canyon, and found that he couldn't go back, so he walked back and said to Mu Ming, "It's like there is a closed magic array, and you can't get out." ”

"You can already feel the breath of a lot of mages in front, go to the front and take a look." As soon as Makina entered the canyon, he sensed the aura of many magicians in front of him.

It seems that those clouds and scents are the biggest obstacle to isolating one's own perception.

This is probably the reason why everyone will inadvertently go down this path, without perception, it is very easy to be influenced.

There are no green trees in it, there is no life, but there are also no clouds and mist and that kind of strange fragrance, to know what is going on, I am afraid we have to move forward.

"Do you perceive that far?" Jiang Xiaomu was stunned.

But I immediately woke up to the fact that Mu Ming seemed to be able to communicate with that ghost and demon in the soul nurturing honey cave before, and his soul power was naturally not ordinary.

Ding Yumian felt vague and sensed the breath, but he didn't speak.

The three of them continued to move forward, and after walking for a long time, they saw a huge pool of blood, and many mages at home and abroad were on the periphery of the pool of blood, looking at the lake.

"Someone was injured, but it wasn't caused by magic, and most of them didn't look good, and they looked at the blood pool with a look of fear." Ding Yumian looked at the situation of those mages and frowned.

The pastor scanned everyone and saw that everyone's face was indeed wrong.

When someone saw the three of them, they all cast strange glances, and the few people from the Lincheng Judgment Council also saw it, but now that they were with the others, they didn't want to get close to the people when they saw them.

There is no meaning to say hello either.

"Buzz !!"

The pool of blood exuded a cold air, and suddenly ripples, and then Makina felt that he was swept aside by something, and a strong sense of crisis emerged from the depths of Makina's heart.

It's like a mage who is stronger than himself looking at him.

In other words, there is a soul that is stronger than himself who is scanning himself, and Mu Ming has the illusion that that the breath has stayed on him.

That's not an ordinary glance, it's a stop!!

Moreover, in that brief contact, Makina seemed to be vaguely aware of some hostility, but it was clearly his first time in this place.

This feeling made Makina more vigilant than before.

Looking at the strange blood pool, the blood on it is relatively bright, the blood pool is about more than three hundred meters wide, and then in front of it is the end of the canyon, a dry cliff several hundred meters high.

"There is a scorching breath underneath this pool of blood." Makina looked at the gurgling and bubbling, presumably something was going to come out of there.

The people around him seemed to be surprised, looking at the things that came out of the pool of blood, and their complicated emotions flashed in their eyes.