Great God King

A river, only three meters wide, stands in front of it in an arc and surrounds a small white island. The river is as black as ink, and it is not deep enough to see the bottom. A bone penetrating Yin Qi diffuses around. It is the river of lost soul in elder Shen's mouth.

It's not exact to say that it is a river. There are no water waves flowing. Occasionally, a few bubbles appear on the water surface, which is more like a dead ditch.

"Master, I'll go and explore it!" Tan Ao entered the period of foundation building, and he was bold enough to steal away.

"Come back!"

Wang Baoyu yelled, Zhang Zhuoyi heard the words and rushed to the front, a hold of Tan Ao!

A strange scene appeared, just standing two people, the face appeared inexplicable smile, holding hands to go forward.

"All stand still

Wang Baoyu gave an order. He stepped forward quickly, reached for their clothes, and pulled them backward with all their strength!

The two men showed great strength and a blank look. They walked forward in unison, dragging Wang Baoyu along.

At the critical moment, Wang Baoyu's two elixir fields whirled at high speed, and his true Qi rushed to his hands. He let out a big drink, exhausted all his strength, and finally pulled them backward, one step, two steps, three steps!

Ten steps later, the two suddenly woke up and did not know what had happened.

"It's too dangerous. If it wasn't for the leader, you would all fall into the river." Liao Zeduan exclaimed.

"The lost soul river is really extraordinary. Just now it seems to have lost consciousness." Zhang Zhuoyi wiped sweat.

People back a dozen steps, this just rest assured, Tong Yansong saw different, surprised asked: "Baoyu, how are you ok?"

That is, Wang Baoyu was in front of him just now and saved them. Why are they safe?

"I'm different from you, perhaps because I don't have a soul core." Wang Baoyu said.

People are surprised, the leader actually has no soul core, what is his origin?

"Wait here. I'll see for myself."

After that, Wang Baoyu stepped forward. Zhang Zhuoyi couldn't help but shout: "master, it's too risky. Come back quickly!"

"Don't be afraid!"

Wang Baoyu said, pulling out the broken cloud sword in his waist and moving forward, no one dares to stop him, because if he does, it will only become the leader's trouble.

Finally, he came to the edge of the lost soul river. The pervading Yin Qi still made him shiver. A negative emotion affected him, despair, pain and hatred!

Taking a deep breath, Wang Baoyu controlled her mind and looked at the river.

The image of a white shirt woman, fuzzy appeared in the river, quietly lying in the water, hair floating like fog, such as floc, can not see the face, but can feel her shape and shadow lonely, and that endless sorrow!

Who is she?

At this time, a strange whirlpool suddenly appeared in the river, and then a gray figure rushed out of it.

Semi solid, looming, covered with protruding pimples, continuous exudation of black water, broken clothes hanging on the body, can only cover the shame, a dry palm, holding a small miserable white three forks.

If you look up again, you can see that your small eyes are green, your nose is wide, your mouth is wide, your tusks are uneven, and your hair is sparse. Your appearance is extremely ugly.

"Baoyu, come back quickly, this is a ghost animal!" Tong Yansong exclaimed.

Before Tong Yansong's voice falls, Wang Baoyu has poured his true Qi into the broken cloud sword, forming a long sword awn and chopping toward the ghost beast.

The sword blade across the body of the ghost beast, but it is like a group of gas. The ghost animal is not damaged at all, as if it is not felt at all.

As expected, it is a special ethnic group. The true Qi can't do any harm to it. Just as Wang Baoyu is thinking about whether to retreat, the ghost beast suddenly raises three forks, and a stream of Yin Qi bursts out of it and goes straight to Wang Baoyu's forehead.

After that, the monks exclaimed.

Instinctive reaction, Wang Baoyu's powerful divine sense was immediately released and impacted on the Yin Qi.

After the Yin Qi dissipated, the ghost beast's face showed a look of amazement and perplexity. Once again, a stream of Yin Qi rushed over and collapsed in the invisible.

Wang Baoyu felt the way out, poured the breath into his eyes, and began to use his divine sense to attack the ghosts and beasts in front of him.

All the people in the rear were stunned. In their eyes, Wang Baoyu stood still like that. From the ghost beast in front of him, he kept waving three forks and playing all kinds of insidious Qi.

A moment later, a burst of sobbing sound, such as crying, the ghost animal finally fell into the river of lost soul, no longer appear.

Wang Baoyu didn't know anything about this creature. He couldn't tell if it was injured or whether it would attack.

When he was hesitating in advance and retreat, suddenly, a strong sense of calling came from the opposite Island, as if something was waiting for him.

Wang Baoyu took a breath of genuine Qi and jumped over the river of lost soul, which attracted the boos of the monks in the rear!The headmaster's courage is too great. He even crossed the river of lost soul alone!

"Master!" Tan boils a cool heart, cry out the sound.

"Cry what, the leader will be safe and sound." Wang Kaixi couldn't help complaining, and tears welled up in his eyes, praying secretly that the leader could come back safely.

Wang Baoyu set foot on the island, covered with soft white sand, and occasionally a few yellow grass, but nothing else.

Step by step, he walked to the highest part of the island, and the more he went up, he felt the soft sand under his feet and almost fell into his ankles.

This situation is very abnormal. After all, Wang Baoyu has reached the middle stage of foundation construction, but now he can't even mention his true spirit. He has become a real mortal.

Hard to the top, still empty, which makes him feel very, very disappointed. Just when I want to turn around, there is a slight sound in the small sand pit in front of me.

A white dog, wriggling out of the sand, was as thin as wood, with disordered hair and trembling all over. With his big, godless eyes, he looked at Wang Baoyu pitifully, as if pleading.

Wang Baoyu was alert and pointed his finger at it. The dog was frightened to draw back to the sand pile. Unwilling to climb out again, he tried to climb to his feet.

I can't feel what's wrong with the little creature in front of me. It's clearly a human dog. The cute eyes make people feel a little soft.

After coming to this world, Wang Baoyu saw that they were ugly and ferocious monsters. It was the first time that Wang Baoyu saw such a cute dog.

He bent down and picked up the dog. The dog stretched out his soft tongue and licked his fingers affectionately. Then he drew back into his arms intoxicated. His mouth was like a coquettish whine.

"How lovely, like a child!" Wang Baoyu smiles lovingly, caresses the hair that is covered with grains of sand, and says: "little fellow, follow me later, give you a name, call Xiaobai!"

The little white dog gave out a slight whimper, did not know whether to agree or not, then closed his eyes and fell asleep sweetly.

Without any further discovery, Wang Baoyu walked slowly down the island. When he was near the lost soul River, his true Qi miraculously returned, as if more surging.

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