A powerful centaur appeared and bowed, "See Lord Ancient King."

The ancient king looked cold, "Arranging a place for us."

"Yes!" The powerful centaur hurriedly said, but soon, hesitated again, "Mr. Ancient King, I just got the news about the ancestral land, Lord Turba..."

The ancient king said lightly: "It's true."

The face of the powerful centaur changed slightly, and the light of the light swept over Mo Yu, and did not dare to say anything else, so he turned around and led the way.

A moment later, Mo Yu moved into the city, a huge house.

The ancient king lived opposite, so there was no need for any guard. After closing the yard gate, Mo Yu was left alone.

Concentrating on his senses and confirming that there was no surveillance, Mo Yu's face suddenly became gloomy.

When he entered the room, he sat cross-legged and his mind was fully absorbed into his body.

Before he could speak, Ta Ling's tired voice rang in his mind, "This incident was beyond my expectations."

Mo Yu frowned, "In other words, you are not sure about the investigation of the ancestor spirit."

"……yes!"

My mind was as firm as Mo Yu, and when I heard this answer, my heart trembled.

Without mentioning the mysterious and terrifying ancestral land, Turba and the ancient king alone would be enough to make him die without a place to bury him.

If exposed... it will be ten deaths and no life!

Mo Yu took a deep breath, "Is there any other way?"

Taling was silent.

After thinking about it for a moment, Mo Yu realized that he had asked a stupid question.

The seeds come from the ancestor spirit. Whether they are true or false can be seen through at first sight. How can they deceive them?

Could it be that this time, it is really doomed?

Taling sighed, "If you have the chance, escape in these seven days. As long as you can get out, I will be sure to take you away safely."

The ancient king did not give Mo Yu this opportunity.

Although he kept his door closed, the vast aura of the Great War God Realm had always enveloped the surrounding world.

No movement can escape his induction.

Moreover, the ancient king did not hide this, and just exposed it in front of Mo Yu in this way.

Perhaps, this is a warning in itself.

Mo Yu chose to be silent.

Now flee and face a super strong man from the Great War God, even if he joins forces with the Tower Spirit, he has no chance of winning.

Since this is the case, it is better to wait until seven days later, although it is still a sure death situation... but it is not sure, there is a slight possibility.

In a blink of an eye, the seventh day.

The ancient king called the door, "Mo Yu, we should appear."

The gate of the courtyard was opened, and Mo Yu stepped out, his expression calm and without any distortion. He nodded, "Okay!"

But in my heart, I was ready to fight to the death.

Even though he knew that there was no chance of survival after being exposed, he would still not give up.

Before he died, he had always maintained the will to survive. Since he had consciousness, he had been engraved in the deepest part of his soul.

The ancient king took Mo Yu to the sky and headed straight to the ancestral land!

A million miles of distance is nothing to the God of War.

Soon, within 100,000 miles, the ancient king fell.

Today's ancestral land brings together a large number of powerful people in the big world. Whether it is questioning the ancestral land or Mo Yu's identity as "seed", it is enough to attract attention.

"Mr. Ancient King."

"Ancient King!"

"See Lord Ancient King!"

Everyone greeted him, but most of his eyes fell on Mo Yu, scrutinizing with suspicion.

The ancient king did not stop, just nodded and headed straight to the Black Lake.

Everyone followed behind and moved forward in silence!

Soon, the Black Lake arrived.

Turba was waiting here, looked coldly and said, "Sacrifice, now you can summon the ancestor spirit."

As soon as his voice fell, the calm black lake in front of him suddenly rolled violently, like a pot of boiling water!

Black fog rose up, intertwined on the lake surface, turning into a thick black cloud.

Cold, dark, cruel, tyrannical, and countless terrible auras emanate from it.

Suddenly, a team of blood-colored eyes emerged from the dark clouds, and the cold eyes seemed to freeze the soul!
Chapter completed!