Wu Yu's Spiritual Journey

With only one Mohaima, Wu Yu defeated the phantoms that made all the dream-inducing tapirs change their expressions. But what surprised him was that every phantom turned into a black smoke after the battle with him. Dissipate completely, as if they never existed.

As he defeated more and more phantoms, the light in the cave became darker and darker. However, Wu Yu and Mo Haima, who had gradually adapted to the environment here, were not affected. Instead, they became more and more courageous as they fought. In the blink of an eye, the people in the cave were Only three of the forty phantoms were left.

Slightly different from the previous phantoms, the power of nightmares in these three phantoms seems to be more intense and stronger.

"Be careful, they are the most powerful warriors in the kingdom hundreds of years ago!" Seeing the last three phantoms, the Dream-inducing Tapir immediately warned: "Their elves are not transformed by the power of nightmares, but are real. existing!"

After hearing this, Wu Yu's face suddenly hardened, and he decisively took back Mo Haima, "Thank you for your hard work, Mo Haima, come back."

If it is a real elf, then Mo Haima will not be able to participate in the next battle. Wu Yu, the most powerful warrior in the kingdom hundreds of years ago, does not know what level he is, but he initially estimates that he is not as good as he is now. The senior trainer is poor.

"Hey old immortal, isn't it your turn to deal with these three? Do you really think I can defeat the most powerful warrior in your country with my strength?" Wu Yu calmly took half a step back. , staring at the dream-inducing tapir paddling behind him.

He has already solved nearly forty phantoms, so he can't be expected to solve the remaining three, right?He obviously has extraordinary strength, but in the face of the power of nightmares, he can only pretend to be a grandson.

"What are you afraid of, little kid? He was just the strongest warrior hundreds of years ago, and he is not what he is now. What was his level before, and what is his level now? Is it possible that after hundreds of years, the level of trainers will regress?" The Dream Tapirs have no desire to take action, even if they are facing the strongest warrior in the past.

"Are you so confident that I can beat it?" Wu Yu squinted at it, seeming to speculate on the psychology of the dream-inducing tapir at this time, and at the same time guessing at the strength of the remaining three phantom elves.

"How do you know if you don't try? If you fight, you still have a chance. If you don't fight, you will never be defeated. If you don't have a strong heart, how can you become stronger?" The dream-inducing tapir man pretended. Said deeply.

"You are the strong one, then go ahead! Why don't you go up and fight them? Come on, let me give you the position." Wu Yu was not moved by its words, but instead strengthened Wu Yu's determination to let the Dream-inducing Tapir take action. .

One person and one elf are in a stalemate, and no one can convince anyone.In the end, it was not the dream-inducing tapir or Wu Yu who broke the deadlock, but the phantom watching the show on the sidelines.

"Have you... finished speaking?" the largest phantom said. It got rid of the vague spoken language. Although the language was different from the standard language Wu Yu was familiar with, it was almost the same. At least it was understandable. What's the meaning.

Wu Yu was startled by the sudden sound. He hurriedly looked back and saw that the nightmare power on the phantom gradually faded away and turned into the appearance of a man.

He was wearing a green battle suit made of unknown materials, holding a rusty steel fork in his hand. His body was strong enough to rival the top fighters in the league today. Wu Yu looked like a chicken in front of him. Same.

"You are..." Wu Yu looked at him warily, not knowing whether the person in front of him was a phantom or a real existence.

"It's you, Mu Long! You actually got rid of the control of the power of nightmare? How is this possible? I have spent hundreds of years unable to get rid of his control. How on earth did you... do it?" Look. The moment he saw the man, the Dream Tapir had a shocked look on his face, as if he had seen something incredible.

It is simply unbelievable that a person who has been dead for hundreds of years can escape the control of the power of nightmare faster than a living person.The dream-inducing tapirs couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, but repeated mental perceptions silently proved the authenticity of it all. The wooden dragon standing in front of them at this time was real and not fabricated out of thin air in a dream. .

"You are..." The man named Mulong didn't seem to know the dream-inducing tapir, and was lost in memories. Soon he found the latter's figure in the long river of time, "Oh, you were the one back then. The elf your Majesty bought is still alive."

Mu Long looked at the Dream-inducing Tapir with a complicated expression. He didn't know what kind of mentality he should use to face the latter. In ancient times, there was not much communication between humans and elves, and they were more of a relationship of mutual use.

"Yes, I am proficient in the power of dreams and survived the catastrophe, but my master suffered the backlash of the power of nightmares and died of hatred." The dream-inducing tapir showed a look of pain, even though it was just a The elf was only bought back, but in getting along with its former owner, it found its home.

"Is that so..." Mu Long seemed to have fallen into a brief silence, and then he turned his attention to Wu Yu again, "Is this young man the one you hired to break the power of nightmares?"

The dream-inducing tapir nodded silently, confirming Mu Long's guess.

"I can feel that there is a very powerful force in you. It is precisely because of your appearance that the power of nightmares wrapped around me began to fade away. Thank you young man." Mu Long's eyes were fixed on Wu Yu, His eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Uh... I didn't seem to have done anything." Wu Yu felt a little guilty. Although Mu Long meant to praise him in his words, he didn't dare to take it seriously. He knew what he had done.

"You haven't sensed the powerful force in you yet. It's normal. You will know it in the future." Mu Long just smiled and did not tell Wu Yu too much news. He soon turned his attention back to On coming into contact with the power of nightmares, "Although I broke free from the power of nightmares, the life force in my body is constantly draining. I don't think I can hold on for long. Although you are determined to break the power of nightmares, none of you have ever been there. At the core of the nightmare, I don’t understand what’s going on inside. Fortunately, I woke up, otherwise you two might have ended up here today.”

Then, before Wu Yu and the dream-inducing tapir could speak, Mu Long continued: "In order to keep the power of nightmares alive for a long time, His Majesty transferred the power to a sickle helmet. As long as the sickle helmet exists for one day, then The influence of the power of nightmare on the island will not disappear. After hundreds of years of practice, the power of the sickle helmet has reached the peak of ordinary elves. In addition, it is surrounded by a strong power of nightmare, making it extremely difficult to deal with. "

"So, if you want to break the power of nightmares, you have to defeat the sickle helmet, right?" Wu Yu asked the key to the question, "The peak of ordinary elves is just one step away from the divine beast, right?"

Mu Long nodded slightly. He saw the flinch in Wu Yu's eyes, but he did not blame him, because even he would be frightened when he saw the sickle helmet.

"You can choose to come back later when you are stronger. It doesn't matter. People have to understand what they can and cannot do. Although I can't wait any longer, Sea Cucumber Island can still wait." Mu Long tried his best to persuade.

"No!"

The one who made the sound was not Wu Yu, but the dream-inducing tapir.It interrupted Mu Long's words and said with a firm expression: "I know that there is a sickle helmet in the master's burial place, and I also know how terrifying it is, but! Who said that we can only peach in front of it? Yaoyao? My power of dreams will indeed be suppressed by the power of nightmares, but I have not been idle in these hundreds of years. Although I do not have strong offensive ability, I can make my opponent also have no offensive ability!"

This time it was Mu Long's turn to be surprised. He looked at the Dream-Causing Tapir in disbelief, as if it was the first day he met it. This elf bought by the king seemed to be fully prepared to crack the power of nightmares. .

"what do you mean……"

"So what about the peak of an ordinary elf? As long as it is not a god, then kill him!" The eyes of the Dream-inducing Tapir suddenly burst out with infinite killing intent. Perhaps only at this moment, Wu Yu and Mu Long could realize , the Dream-inducing Tapir is also an existence that has reached the pinnacle of ordinary elves.

Mu Long laughed, very loudly. He did not expect that one day he would be impressed by an elf.

"Okay, since you are so confident, then I, Mu Long, will be your sword today and completely eliminate the power of nightmare on the island!" After saying that, Mu Long turned to look at Wu Yu who was standing aside in a daze, and said to him invite. "Young man, do you want to come with us?"

"Why not?"