Chapter 1245 Blood Prison Battlefield
The next moment, Ye Mo, Xiao Yue, and Li Hanguang had already appeared at the entrance of the Blood Prison Battlefield. In front of them, there was an abyss that was hundreds of feet long, and on the opposite side was the Blood Prison Battlefield.
On the battlefield, there was a gray mist, coupled with the abyss spanning a hundred feet, it was impossible for Ye Mo to see the situation of the Snow Eagle battlefield clearly.
"According to the map, this abyss with a width of one hundred feet has a terrifying gravitational oppression. If you don't have the strength to reach the runner state, you can't fly over it at all. Instead, you will fall into this endless abyss under the oppression of gravity. "
Holding the map, Xiao Yue said indifferently, this abyss also prevents those strong in the Qiankun realm from entering the blood prison battlefield.
"Let's go!"
After Ye Mo said something, he flew directly over the abyss, and immediately he felt that there was a very strong pressure acting on his body, but this little pressure had no effect on him.
The three of them leaped over the cliff and entered the Blood Prison battlefield.
Before the three of them had time to observe the environment of the blood prison battlefield, a middle-aged man walked slowly. Seeing that the three were young, he couldn't help saying coldly: "Three newly arrived sergeants, since they have already come to the battlefield , Go to the barracks to report, this is the map of the Blood Prison battlefield.”
The middle-aged man handed Ye Mo the map of the battlefield.
Ye Mo opened the map and found that the map is very simple. The blood prison battlefield is divided into the Lingwu camp and the soul camp, separated by a huge abyss in the middle, almost flat land on both sides, and occasionally some giant peaks can be seen.
On both sides, each has a barracks.
"We are not sergeants, this is the token of Snow Eagle."
Ye Mo showed the token in his hand, and said calmly.
"Snow Eagle Token? Are you the Young Marshal?"
The middle-aged man asked in astonishment.
"Young commander?"
Ye Mo was surprised.
"The current head coach of our Lingwu camp is Lord Li Murong. Aren't you Lord Li Hanguang?"
The middle-aged man asked curiously.
Li Murong is from the Lingwu camp, a well-known half-respected powerhouse, this time, he is the commander of the Lingwu camp, sitting in the barracks, and Li Hanguang is Li Murong's son, and also the Lord of Snow Eagle, with a great reputation.
"I am the new Snow Eagle lord, stop talking nonsense and take me to the barracks!"
Ye Mo didn't want to explain more to the other party, and his breath radiated out, making the other party take a few steps back again and again.
"Yes Yes!"
Seeing Ye Mo's aura, the middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything. He immediately led Ye Mo to the side of the barracks. In the barracks, tents of all sizes appeared. Ye Mo immediately felt a murderous aura. The evil spirit came to his face.
This kind of aura is not something that the strong in Lingwu Continent can exude.
The strong men here have been fighting against the strong men of the undead camp for many years, and there is a smell of fighting in their breath.
However, there were not many people patrolling the barracks.
Although this is a military camp, it is quite different from ordinary military camps. The reason for patrolling is because they are afraid of enemy attacks and burn food and grass. If the strong ones from the soul camp come over, they will be spotted by masters in an instant, and they will attack and kill them.
Those who dare to rush directly to the barracks to kill people, such a thing has never happened in tens of thousands of years, even the enemy's coach, who has reached half-respect, would not dare to do so.
It can be said that the soul source that has been summoned seven times has been completely fused and gathered into a soul body. Under the state of God, it is almost invincible. In addition, it has a fairy weapon, a fairy weapon Armor, no one can beat it at all.
However, the half-respected powerhouse rushes to the enemy camp, and the enemy camp also has a half-respected powerhouse, and there may be more than one, plus being besieged by other masters of the nine transformations of the wheel, the end will not be much better , if you don't pay attention, you will fall.
"Ye Mo, it seems that my father is the one who sits in the barracks this time."
Li Hanguang also did not expect that with his father's strength and status, he would also come to sit in the military camp, which was definitely something he did not expect.
"Oh? I took away your Snow Eagle lord this time, your father won't target me, will he?"
Ye Mo couldn't help asking.
"Don't worry, with me here, even if my father has a temper, he won't deliberately target you. Let's go to the main tent."
As Li Hanguang said, he led Ye Mo and Xiao Yue towards the largest tent.
The camp that Li Murong was sitting in was the main camp, occupying the heart of the entire military camp, surrounded by hundreds of large and small military camps.
Several experts patrolling around, when they saw someone coming, they immediately showed vigilance, and then relaxed again. They obviously knew Li Hanguang, and with his guidance, the three arrived at the barracks completely unimpeded.
"It's also my first time to come to the Blood Prison battlefield. This tent should be the commander's tent."
As Li Hanguang said, he brought Ye Mo and Xiao Yue to the tent.
"It turned out to be the lord. I didn't expect you to come to the Blood Prison battlefield. If the commander knew about it, he would definitely be shocked."
The master guarding the tent saw Li Hanguang bringing the two of them over, and immediately smiled.
Li Hanguang nodded, and walked directly into the camp with Ye Mo and Xiao Yue.
"Han Guang finally came to the battlefield? Let him in!"
Suddenly, a peaceful voice came out.
The three of them also walked directly into the barracks, and immediately saw a middle-aged man in a white robe sitting inside.
On the left and right sides, there are many masters standing, all of them are masters of the lord level, with extraordinary momentum, but compared with the middle-aged man in the white robe, they are immediately shorter and completely suppressed.
"So strong! He should be Li Hanguang's father, the half-respected strong Li Murong."
With just one glance, Ye Mo can feel that this old man is definitely a half-respected powerhouse.
In the Dead Martial Realm, being constrained by the power of the law, it is impossible to advance to the gods, so the half-respected powerhouses are almost invincible here.
Li Murong also looked at his son with a smile on his face, and said, "Han Guang, you have finally figured it out and came to the blood prison battlefield. This will be our last decisive battle. If you can break through the psychological barrier, The strength will definitely increase."
"yes!"
Li Hanguang nodded.
"Very good. It's no wonder that he is my son, Li Murong. At a young age, he not only opened the second gate of time and space, but also became the Lord of Snow Eagle. He did not disappoint me."
Li Murong's eyes were bright, he knew that the only shortcoming of his son was that he was too timid, like a flower in a greenhouse, he would only fight if he was sure of victory.
Once the blood prison battlefield like this has killed the border of the abyss, he will be a master of the undead camp, especially the opponent is good at seven kinds of undead magic circles. If he is not careful, he may fall. He dare not even think about such a thing.
"Lord Li Murong, Li Hanguang has such courage, he will definitely become a master in the future."
"Yes, it is said that Li Hanguang also communicated with the cold source of the fairy plane, and constructed the realm of the fairy, so that he can easily achieve leapfrog challenges."
The few lord-level masters around were all flattering.
Li Murong is in the Lingwu camp, and his strength can definitely be ranked among the top five. Although these lords are powerful, they have not reached half-respect, so naturally they have to curry favor with Li Murong.
"By the way, who are the two behind you?"
Li Murong turned his eyes and couldn't help asking.
One, the three changes of the wheel, and the other, the eight changes of the wheel. In his impression, Li Hanguang would not befriend such a person.
"This one is Ye Mo, in fact, the current Snow Eagle lord is him!"
Li Hanguang smiled bitterly and said, "I was defeated by him!"
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