"Ghost pill?"

Of course, Wu Hao knew about the ghost pill. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Xiaoyao was originally because he swallowed the ghost pill, so he returned his soul to Xiao Jing, and finally became a ghost cultivator.

Moreover, Wu Hao also knew very well that the ghost pill was made from the souls of the elderly, the prime-aged, and the children as medicines, and it was an extremely evil elixir between heaven and earth.

Generally, those who refine this elixir are either demons who kill people without blinking, or they are ghosts that destroy human nature.

At the beginning, Zhao Xiaoyao only took such a pill by accident......

Why is there another one now?

The reason why Wu Hao stopped on the way to leave just now was because he felt the abnormality at the bottom of the river. He was very sure that there was definitely no such ghost pill at the bottom of the river before.

Ketong Eleven just said that no ghosts came to the bottom of the river during this time......

Wu Hao was puzzled, his immortal sense once again shrouded the bottom of the river in all directions, but he never found the slightest clue, and even when he probed under the ground, there was no sign.

"Unless an enchantment is laid down here by a strong person who is beyond my cultivation, otherwise, something must have been discovered a long time ago." Wu Hao frowned and pondered.

The appearance of the ghost pill, as well as the disappearance of the souls of all the dead, made Wu Hao have to think more.

"It doesn't matter if there is a strong enchantment here, if this place is really related to the disappearance of the ghost at this time......"

Wu Hao was thoughtful, he slowly pinched the trick, and stretched out his hands to both sides.

Boom -

A huge barrier spread out in an instant, enveloping the river bottom of the entire Lao Ye Temple waters.

The barrier has no defensive effect, only the function of isolating the soul.

After doing this, Wu Hao sat cross-legged at the position of the ghost pill and waited quietly.

Even if he leaves, he will not have a better clue to find the young man in the green robe for the time being, and the ghost pill in his hand at this time is already the best clue now.

Time passes slowly.

Because of the actions of Taishang Laojun, Monkey, Qiao Ling, Li Bingxuan, and Zhong Xiaoyan, and the cultivators in the cultivation world led by them, the number of casualties among mortals decreased rapidly.

Half an hour later.

Wu Hao, who closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the top of his head.

He felt an eerie aura.

At this time, Tong Shiyi, who was sitting cross-legged next to Wu Hao, also opened his eyes, and said with a glint in his eyes: "Senior Wu, I feel that many souls are gathering in your place. ”

Wu Hao nodded.

As Tong Eleven said, he felt it too.

The swarming souls are like the river that bursts the embankment, innumerable, and the position that flocks to it is the position where Wu Hao is now sitting cross-legged.

And the position where he is sitting cross-legged now is exactly where the ghost pill was just now.

"There must be something strange down here."

Wu Hao slowly stood up, feeling the soul that hit the barrier towards the position just now.

He looked at the position where the spirits rushed towards, and his expression turned grim.

"Let me see, who is the demon!"

As he spoke, Wu Hao made a move with his right hand, and golden light flashed out from his forehead, condensing into a golden light ancient sword in mid-air.

It is Wu Hao's natal weapon.

It is the transformation of his ten golden light patterns, although it is not as powerful as the Pangu God's natal weapon, the Heaven Opening Axe, but the power is still not to be underestimated.

"Eleven, you go back to the Land Temple immediately, don't come out." Wu Hao held the golden light ancient sword and turned around.

Seeing Wu Hao's categorical appearance, Tong Shiyi did not hesitate, nodded and turned to leave.

The one who can make Senior Wu so dignified must be a peerless powerhouse, and Eleven knows that if he stays, not only will he not be able to help, but he may even be held back.

When Tong Shiyi left the bottom of the river, Wu Hao held the natal weapon Golden Light Ancient Sword and slashed towards the location of the Ghost Pill just now!

Hum -

A hum came from where the sword had been slashed.

Naturally, it was not the barrier that Wu Hao had laid by himself, but the location of the ghost pill, and there was also an enchantment.

"Sure enough, there is an enchantment!" Wu Hao's expression froze.

From the sword just now, he not only discovered the existence of the enchantment, but also felt the strength of the enchantment.

"It seems that the guy below has a very strong cultivation." The golden leaves on Wu Hao's forehead shone slightly, gradually converging the aura on his body.

He slowly raised the Natal Combat Weapon Golden Light Ancient Sword in his hand, condensed the power of his cultivation, and was about to slash down with another sword towards the position just now.

At this moment, an idea suddenly came out of the old avenue towards Wu Hao's mind.

Wu Hao's eyes froze, and he looked up in the direction of the old avenue.

"You mean...... This guy down here, better than me? ”

After sensing the thoughts coming from the old avenue, Wu Hao's expression became solemn.

His strength at this time was already the strongest in the Three Realms now, and even if he fought with the strongest cultivator, he could easily kill him.

In other words, the only ones who can compete with him now are the Otherworldly Master, the New Dao, the green-robed youth, and the super powerhouses in the Demon Realm and the Gray World.

But now, the old avenue suddenly told him that in the enchantment under the river of the old man's temple, there was actually a strong man whose cultivation surpassed him.

Wu Hao was surprised at the same time, but also looked solemn.

He fell into deep thought.

If the guess is correct, the souls of Nezha, Tai Baixing, and Li Jing must have been siphoned off by the guys below.

In other words, the seal of the demon world must only be opened by this strong man.

But what if that's the case......

Then Wu Hao had a huge question.

Why did this guy at the bottom of the river go far and not open the Gray World Seal at his doorstep, but run so far to open the Demon Realm Seal?

"Is it a green robe?" Wu Hao sent out an idea towards the old avenue.

The old avenue quickly denied Wu Hao's speculation.

"It's not a green robe."

Wu Hao was now full of doubts in his heart.

But in addition to doubts, Wu Hao is most concerned about the souls of Nezha and the three now.

If he leaves here now, then the souls of Nezha and the three of them may not be saved, and when the time comes, ...... I'm afraid that my own technique of reversing reincarnation will not be able to resurrect them.

But if you go down to fight that guy now, you know from the old avenue that you are not that guy's opponent.

This contemplation was only for a moment, and Wu Hao had already eliminated all hesitation and made up his mind.

"If you can't beat it, you can run, but even if you run, you have to talk about the souls of Nezha and the three of you to take it back!"

Thinking of this, the old avenue in the sky also roared, and no longer interfered with Wu Hao's decision.

In fact, since Wu Hao's cultivation reached the current level, the attitude of the old avenue towards Wu Hao has changed greatly, and it feels as if the old avenue is not above him now.

On the contrary, the current old avenue is like serving Wu Hao and being Wu Hao's assistant.

What is illustrated in the change of status, Wu Hao does not know.

He clenched the Golden Light Ancient Sword, the natal combat weapon, in his right hand, and slashed down towards the place just now.