This Gu eagle is more than twenty meters tall, and its upper body is divided into three eagle heads, and real wings grow on its back, which looks even more terrifying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is a man-eating beast once recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas, and after death, it turned into a dead spirit, and it is also an extremely terrifying beast.

It is causing a bloody storm in the middle of the island.

Although Wang Huan was quite far away from the Gu Eagle, he still felt its terrifying power.

This beast dares to show its existence so unscrupulously, I am afraid that it has become the strongest of the fierce beasts on this island!

The personality of the beast is related to their life, and they are also intelligent beings, and they are also the existence that stands in the upper food chain of the undead.

Chen Qingzhi rushed towards the south of the island.

Wang Huan had just rushed to the north of the island, and the Gu eagle seemed to sense something, and it flew quickly in the direction of Wang Huan!

Above the white mist above the island of the soul, on that mysterious altar, Genma silently watched everything that happened on the island.

In her hands appeared a miniature version of the island's three-dimensional phantom, on which countless points of light represented the undead who were still alive.

The points of light are still disappearing rapidly.

Four of the points of light emitted an unusually strong light, and the dead points that were close to them all disappeared extremely quickly.

"It seems that this time there is still no need to wait for two days......"

As a god, she remembered the time when Huangfu Longdou broke out of this island, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly: "The will of human beings is really amazing......"

……

At this time, at the intersection of Rakshasa Street, Cao Xuanliang's figure fell heavily!

He no longer had the strength to move again, and Yu Ban also ran out of spiritual power and was pressed to the ground by the evil spirit soldiers.

"Lord ......" Yu Ban tried to get up, and he was ready to burn his last spiritual power.

However, at this moment, Cao Xuanliang gently stretched out his hand to him, forcibly letting Yu Ban's figure dissipate, and it took a long time for Yu Ban, who had exhausted his spiritual power, to continue to reappear in shape.

Even if the spirit host dies, the martial spirit, as the guardian spirit, can still live well.

So, Yu Ban, live - I really thank you all these years.

Cao Xuanliang was dragged by the evil spirit soldiers to the locust tree in the middle of Rakshasa Street.

Although his body seemed to be falling apart at any time, Cao Xuanliang's eyes were still bright.

So far, there is no news that my younger brother and Xiaorou have been arrested.

They must have been safe for the time being.

The corners of Cao Xuanliang's mouth curled, and his dark red hair seemed like a fire about to be extinguished.

……

Wang Huan was rapidly sweeping the northern area of the Island Soul Island, although he had only awakened half of his strength.

However, the spiritual power in Wang Huan's body has a special increase in the senses, and the scope and refinement that he can perceive now is even stronger than the original heyday.

Coupled with Wang Huan's increasingly accurate premonition, almost no undead could survive in the places Wang Huan walked.

Wang Huan, who had recovered to his average strength, suppressed the vast majority of the undead. Wang Huan was cold and ruthless at the moment, and he was almost like a machine, and nothing could stop him.

A huge shockwave swept in all directions, forcing out the undead hiding around.

Although Wang Huan wanted to try to find out the secret of this island, he found nothing along the way, and the ground of the island could not be destroyed at all, and even Wang Huan's full slash could not make it crack.

The numbers in the sky are falling sharply again, more than nine hundred, more than eight hundred, more than six hundred, more than five hundred!

Soul Island, which seemed to be about to be included in the calm period, seemed to be stirring up again because of a few undead who were rapidly becoming stronger.

Wang Huan knew that the Gu Eagle was chasing him, but he didn't choose to confront it directly now.

Wang Huan needs time to get stronger now, he needs to get the numbers in the sky down faster, and he needs to get out of the island quickly.

As his divination ability gradually recovered, Wang Huan faintly predicted that a bad change was about to take place near Rakshasa Street.

At this moment, the fruit of the meat ball has been able to make Wang Huan move at high speed, although the speed is far from reaching the speed of sound, but his body is already like a ghost.

Even if it was a Gu Eagle, he couldn't easily catch up with him for a while.

So, while Wang Huan dodged the Gu Eagle, he ran through the north of the entire island.

From dense forests to desolate rocky beaches, there's no sound in the vicinity. Along with the cannibalism between the undead, Wang Huan solved most of them, and the Gu Eagle, who had been chasing Wang Huan closely, never stopped attacking other undead along the way.

Just as Wang Huan was about to rush into the east of the island in one go, the forest in front of him suddenly withered and turned to ashes in patches.

An unusually rampant burst of laughter rang out piercingly.

Wang Huan stopped, and his face became solemn again.

There's also an unusually dangerous guy in front.

At this moment, a black ball of light suddenly flew out of the forest and shot towards Wang Huan.

During the flight, this black ball of light absorbed the surrounding spiritual power, exuding a demonic aura, and its size became larger and faster.

Wang Huan suddenly changed his position with the Fruit of the Meat Ball and dodged the black ball of light.

With a bang, the black ball of light suddenly exploded, and a cloud of spiritual power with an annihilation aura surged around, and the surrounding trees suddenly withered.

It seemed that all the breath of life was swallowed by these black spiritual powers.

These black spiritual powers also affected Wang Huan's body, but they couldn't cause any harm to Wang Huan.

Because Wang Huan's body was covered with a layer of holy light armor, the strong breath of life suddenly dispersed the approaching black spiritual power in an instant.

A slightly surprised voice came from the forest, and a figure suddenly rose into the sky.

"There are even guys who are not afraid of my demonic power? It seems that your spiritual power is very strong, haha, if I kill you, will I be stronger?"

This is a figure that exudes a strong demonic aura.

This figure is nine meters tall, the same height as Wang Huan, his lower body is the body of a huge black sheep, and the upper body is like a human, with a blue-gray complexion and bulging muscles.

He had fiery red hair, a handsome face, a pair of giant argali's horns in his ears, and a pair of demonic wings that spread like bats behind him.

On each of his sharp claws, a black ball floated on each of his hands, and it was he who sent out the attack just now.

"The High Demon - the Sheep Demon?"

Demon Martial Spirit - Sheep Demon!

Wang Huan looked at the sheep demon and shook his head slightly, this soul island really sucked all the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods.

In addition to the Divine Martial Spirit, Wang Huan has already come into contact with the four major types of Martial Spirit on this island.

Demon martial spirits are usually synonymous with danger, each of them has great power in their hands, after all, they are known as demons, how can such an existence be weak?

Wang Huan looked at the fierce beast Gu Eagle that was rushing over here, without any nonsense, he suddenly rushed towards the sheep demon.

At this moment, a few more hours have passed, and the time for Wang Huan to descend on Soul Island has reached half a day.

The number over the island is just over a hundred.

It's time to start fighting for your life with these truly strong people!

Wang Huan's desire to hurry back became stronger and stronger.

The city where Rakshasa Street is located is bustling with people, and there is a dumping fork for dumping garbage next to the noisy road, and a child slowly wakes up in the depths of the hidden fork.

He seemed to be being held by something, but there was nothing around him.

Or rather, he can't see.

"Where's my brother?"