Yu Huang felt regretful when she saw the woman suddenly disappear from the spot.

She wasn’t full yet.

Yu Huang stared at the yellow sand under her feet and vaguely understood the rules of this ancient battlefield.

The Beast Tamers here were indeed from the three thousand worlds. However, there was a barrier between each world. The yellow sand wrapped around the woman’s body was probably the barrier.

In Yu Huang’s eyes, that woman was covered in yellow sand. Presumably, in that woman’s eyes, she was also covered in yellow sand.

Interesting.

Xuan Yu flew back to Yu Huang’s shoulder. Yu Huang stroked Xuan Yu’s head and saw that the corner of Xuan Yu’s mouth was drooling. Her heart instantly skipped a beat.

She shouldn’t have let Xuan Yu eat the meat of the Nine Dragons Beast.

“Let’s continue.”

At the same time.

the Infant Spirit

the ancient battlefield. In the next second, a woman in a green dress was sent flying and her body fell heavily to the ground. The woman was seriously injured and the whip in her hand

and spat out a mouthful of blood with

Race on the woman’s shoulder, many people turned to look in the direction of the Candle Dragon Race’s

ten families, the first

this moment, the Second Elder of the Candle Dragon Race was sitting on a solid wooden armchair. The armrest of the armchair was made into the shape of a

had a pair of walnuts in his hand. He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair, looking like he was resting. A middle-aged man bent

“Zhu Ying?”

had just been opened for a little more than twenty minutes. It had only been twenty minutes since Zhu Ying entered the ancient battlefield. In the Candle Dragon Race, where geniuses gathered, although Zhu Ying wasn’t the disciple with the highest cultivation level, she was still a little girl who had passed the clan’s examination and was successfully promoted to a core

speaking, with Zhu Ying’s strength, she

crack and saw the little girl called Zhu Ying struggling on the ground with a distorted expression. She was covered in blood and was

and the Candle Dragon Race

since the ancient battlefield opened, none of the disciples of the

was the

Second Elder felt

Zhu Ying’s injury. He only said to the clansmen beside him without much interest, “Bring her

“Yes.”

middle-aged man walked to

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