"This ······"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes were blazing, his eyes kept wandering around, and he couldn't wait to swallow all the treasures in one gulp.

"As long as you can pass the test and become a Dan King, or cultivate to the late Yuan Infant Stage, then these are all yours!" That consciousness exuded a wave of extremely tempting fluctuations, as if it was bewitching.

A trace of confusion flashed in Zhang Yuanhao's eyes, but he quickly shook his head, came to his senses, and said with a wry smile: "Senior, I don't think I have that ability, so forget it, please let me get out of here!"

"Impossible!" that consciousness transmitted a trace of emotionless fluctuations, "Unless you become the heir of the Medicine King Palace, even the Yuanying Monk will never want to leave here!"

Zhang Yuanhao's face changed drastically, he gritted his teeth, looked around for a moment, and began to run wildly in one direction.

It took about a quarter of an hour for him to stop. But at this moment, his face was full of despair and unwillingness.

He saw the border.

It is a huge bronze wall, which is engraved with countless lines, insects, fish, birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, covering all seas and eight wildernesses. Looking all the way up, I could only see a dark place, like an infinite void, and the black hole made people despair.

"This is the Spiritual Treasure of the Medicine King Palace-Yimu Palace!" the consciousness slowly transmitted the message, "The Yimu Palace is located at a depth of eight thousand miles at the bottom of the Heavenly Mountain, and it is wrapped in a sea of lava of 100,000 degrees, so it is impossible for you to get out at all. ”

Feeling the fluctuations transmitted by the mysterious consciousness, Zhang Yuanhao was like a deflated ball, and suddenly sat on the ground, his eyes a little distracted.

What to do?

Zhang Yuanhao felt so helpless for the first time, and the feeling of powerlessness that almost spread from the bottom of his heart made him very depressed.

"Still, there's another way you can get out of here!" After a long silence, the mysterious consciousness reappeared, emitting fluctuations.

"What a way!"

Zhang Yuanhao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and hurriedly asked eagerly.

"Become the protector of the Medicine King Palace, serve my Medicine King Palace for the rest of your life, and then prove your worth, you can temporarily leave the Yimu Palace!"

didn't have time to think about it, Zhang Yuanhao gritted his teeth: "Then I choose to become the protector king!"

It seems that he had expected Zhang Yuanhao to say this, and that consciousness seemed to carry a sense of joy, transmitting fluctuations: "Then hand over your soul blood, let go of your spiritual sense, and let me brand the Protector King slave seal in your sea of consciousness!"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes kept changing, and finally nodded.

Instead of vainly pinning his hopes on cultivating to the Yuan Infant, it is better to hand over his soul blood, although he has lost his freedom, but the blessings and misfortunes are ultimately dependent, and he has therefore become the protector of the Medicine King Palace, and can indirectly obtain many cultivation resources.

A drop of purple soul blood was squeezed out of the center of his eyebrows by Zhang Yuanhao and slowly floated in the air.

Call!

Before Zhang Yuanhao could react, a cyan phantom was like lightning, rushing out of that corner and quickly shooting into the drop of soul blood floating in front of Zhang Yuanhao.

Not good!

Zhang Yuanhao was startled, as soon as this idea came to mind, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha! I can't imagine that my Dan Yuanzi will see the light of day again!" A little blue light appeared in the soul blood, and then suddenly formed a strange face, constantly swimming in the purple blood in mid-air, changing his expression.

Zhang Yuanhao felt a sharp pain in the sea of consciousness, and immediately retreated a few feet, the red feather knife in his hand appeared, and he looked at the cyan face in the drop of soul blood with a vigilant expression.

"Since you don't want to become the person who revives the Medicine King Palace, then let me replace you, restore the Medicine King Palace, and achieve the Yuan Baby!"

The cyan face that called himself Dan Yuanzi trembled excitedly in the purple soul blood, and the shape of the soul blood also changed, turning into a purple villain with hands and feet, looking at Zhang Yuanhao with a weird smile on his face.

Careless!

Zhang Yuanhao's mind was spinning, as if he was thinking about countermeasures.

The purple villain roared sharply, and drilled towards Zhang Yuanhao's eyebrows, the speed was terrifying, and the latter didn't have time to react at all, so it easily drilled into the center of his eyebrows.

"Haha, how many years have passed, and finally I have a physical body again!"

The purple villain floated in Zhang Yuanhao's sea of consciousness, looking at Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual consciousness shrunk into a ball, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Yuanhao was very anxious, he had never learned the secret method of the soul, once he was invaded by the sea of knowledge, it was almost a certain death.

"Although you have inferior qualifications and are quite old, it doesn't matter, with the endless treasure of Yimu Palace, I will definitely be able to break it and stand up and achieve Yuanying!"

"Senior! Although my cultivation is low, but I also have the power to resist, if you don't leave my Zhihai again, then I will self-destruct Zhihai and burn all the jade!" Zhang Yuanhao was helpless, so he could only force Dan Yuanzi back at the cost of self-destruction of Zhihai.

"Self-destructing Zhihai?" Dan Yuanzi laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke, "Since you have already surrendered your soul blood, then your Zhihai cannot be controlled by you!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yuanhao felt a sense of rejection, and in his sea of consciousness, his spiritual sense seemed to be squeezed out.

"How so!"

The spirit tried its best to resist this sense of repulsion, but there was nothing it could do. Slowly, most of the spiritual consciousness that was originally densely covered with the sea of knowledge was ostracized, and they cowered in a corner of the sea of knowledge, unwilling to resist the rejection.

"Don't struggle, obediently become my nourishment!" The purple villain sneered and exploded, and a blue light escaped from it, wrapping towards Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense.

There was almost no room for resistance, and Zhang Yuanhao was wrapped in that blue light. In an instant, he felt countless small tentacle-like unidentified objects probing into his spiritual sense, stirring violently, stirring his memory and consciousness into a mess.

Chaos reigned.

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground.

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"Medium-grade fire spirit root, barely make do!"

"Hey, there is a totem blood body, God really help me!"

"Damn! what is this!"

"You are not the body of the original house, but you have been taken away, how is it possible, who are you!"

"No! I'm not reconciled!"

In a haze, Zhang Yuanhao heard a lot of words intermittently, but he couldn't wake up and was in a coma.

A long, long time passed, one day, two days, a month, two months······

Zhang Yuanhao's eyelids moved slightly, as if it took all his strength to open his heavy eyelids, revealing a pair of black and white pupils.

"Where is this, who am I?"