Unable to fly, the river does not float.

Isn't this the Heavenly River of the Spirit Realm! Do you want to catch a turtle spirit and try it back, he remembers that there seems to be a turtle spirit among Tian Centipe's friends, and he doesn't know if he can carry him across the river.

Thinking of this, Master Wu took a look at his slightly burly figure and gave up this plan.

In the Black Wind Village, a turtle hiding in the corner yawning is a cold spirit.

"What's wrong?"

The butterfly on the opposite side looked dazed, not knowing what kind of wind this turtle was pumping.

"It's okay, but I suddenly feel a little cold."

The turtle spirit shook his head, and his eyes returned to the majestic centipede over there, his eyes full of envy. Because of the inheritance of the great master, the current strength of the Heavenly Centipede has been overhauled for nearly five hundred years, and in the past, this strength was enough to grab a piece of land for the local owner. Even now, the Tian Centipede is also the number one person in the Black Wind Village, although he fell out of the Juyi Hall, he also gained the identity of a small leader, and they, the old men in the past, are all under the control of the Tian Centipede.

"Work hard, and strive to be recognized by the big bosses."

The turtle took a breath and decided to behave well from today.

Riverside.

Wu Chong gave up the idea of continuing to try, and walked to the river, where he was ready to go down to the river to try it himself.

The White River is not a real river, he is a spiritual wonder formed by the White River God, for the vast majority of the 'higher beings' who come up from the lower realm, the White River is a dead land, a Jedi, and it will be polluted if you look at it directly, let alone go down the river to wade through the water, and you can't find it like this.

Stretched out his foot and probed into the river.

Hiss!

It's pretty hot.

The expected danger did not appear, or rather, with Wu Chong's current physique as a toad king, the water of the White River could no longer hurt him.

"The water temperature is good for burning your feet."

Walking down the river, Wu Chong stood on his feet and began to walk towards the other side of the river.

One step at a time......

The water was quite deep, and when he was halfway there, the river flooded him. As a last resort, Wu Chong had to float on the surface of the water and started the standard 'breaststroke,'. If this scene were seen by other creatures in the spirit world, they would definitely be stunned, there were actually people swimming in the white river.

After swimming for a while, Wu Chong gradually felt that something was wrong.

At his speed, the river should have swam long ago, but when he looked up, he found that he was still in the center of the river, with no other bank in front of him, and the way behind him was gone. A thick white mist floated on the surface of the river, blocking his divine sense.

He was lost.

Suddenly.

The river stirred as if it were boiling.

Wu Chong stopped his figure and floated in the river and kicked his legs. Circles of strange fish emerged from the river. Wu Chong originally thought that these fish were avenging the little yellow croaker and the little black fish, but he didn't expect that these fish didn't pay attention to him after flying out of the water, but bowed their heads reverently on the surface of the water.

A golden carp leaped to the surface of the water, without looking at Wu Chong, and also lowered its head into the distance.

In the next moment, a dazzling white light teleported from a distance.

Without the process of walking, it is like crossing space. By the time Wu Chong saw it, this light and shadow was only less than ten meters away from him.

….

At the moment of seeing this light and shadow, Wu Chong's eyes were burned, and all the rivers around him were tumbling and jumping, worshipping this great being. Because of the proximity, Wu Chong seemed to hear countless songs of praise, praising this great existence.

God!

Wu Chong instantly understood what this shadow was.

The existence at the pinnacle of the food chain in the spirit world, the last time he was burned to ashes because he looked directly at this thing. This time he was much stronger than the last time, and even if he was in close contact with the gods, his body was not burning. Now he can face the gods directly!

Late stage of the transformation of the gods!

Wu Da Master's +19 background, plus the realm of the late stage of the transformation of the gods, finally achieved this step. He tried to see what the god was, but the tears in his eyes kept pouring out, and the burning sensation in his eyes intensified because of his mental concentration.

"Spiritual rules? Or something else......

Wu Chong wanted to take two steps closer, but his body seemed to be pressed by the mountain, and he couldn't move at all.

The passing god of the white river continued to walk forward, without looking at him from beginning to end, like a passing giant, not noticing the ants in the grass by the roadside.

After ten breaths.

The pressure suddenly lightened, and Wu Chong found that the figure of the White River God in front of him was changing.

It's far away, and it's only the afterimage that stays here, because his vision can't keep up, so this happens.

"Blasphemer."

After the white river god left, all the fish in the river stood upright, and one by one they turned into fish monsters, surrounding Wu Chong.

"If you dare to offend the gods, Shirakawa will not be able to wash away your sins."

"Drown him!"

"He still has the breath of our kindred, kill him and avenge his kindred."

All the fish monsters seemed to be crazy and rushed towards Wu.

Standing in the middle, the toad king, who was already a little unhappy by the white river god, raised his palm, and the pitch-black palm was like a five-fingered mountain, and a slap fell from above.

Suddenly, the river was churning, and a huge wave broke out, which swept all the fish that rushed over, and the few fish that rushed to the front were even beaten into a blood mist on the spot.

Such a ferocious side did not repel them, but made these fish even more ferocious.

Fearless of death, he rushed over.

After killing a few batches, Wu Da lost patience. He opened his mouth and sucked at the swarming fish......

Countless schools of fish were swallowed by him like delivering food to the door.

After sucking for ten minutes, the river was a little quieter, and these fanatical fish finally felt scared, and when they looked at Wu Chong again, a trace of horror flashed in their eyes. This is a toad monster that came out of nowhere, and even the king carp swallowed it.

Isn't that the leader of the gods, not afraid of angering the gods?

After eating so many fish, the aura in Wu Chong's body, which had already reached its peak, rose a little again.

Belch!

He burped and ate a little too much.

Ignoring the fish, he continued on his way across the river.

This time he didn't encounter any more obstacles, but strangely, just as he was about to walk out of the White River, a white finger pressed down from an unknown area. From the void to the real, he pressed down with one finger, trying to press him to death.

Attacks at the rule level.

Normally, he must have died at once, but Wu Da is not very normal.

So he felt the killing.

In an instant, the body of the Toad King swelled, and a fierce and brutal aura burst out. He caught the finger of the white river god with one hand, and his scarlet eyes looked directly at the god, and there was no awe in his eyes.

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