"Brother, what should we do now?" Xiao Ruoli looked at Wang An and asked sadly.

"You enter my eight wilderness world, I'll give it a try, can you get over?" Wang An said with a smile at Xiao Ruoli.

"But, here is so dangerous, how can you get over?"

"Haha, my thunder law has been cultivated to a perfect state, and the sky thunder in the sky should not be able to do anything to me. So you can enter the Eight Desolate World with confidence, and wait for it to pass by, I will let you out." Wang An laughed loudly and said with confidence.

After Wang An's persuasion, Xiao Ruoli agreed to enter the Eight Desolate World; at the same time, Xiao Jin and Xiao Long were also sent in by Wang An.

"I want to give it a try. How terrifying is the power of thunder in the air!"

The next moment, Wang An's law surged around him, the power of thunder crackled, and the thunder snake danced wildly, like the incarnation of lightning, floating in the air.

To be on the preservation, Wang An directly used the Ancestral Witch Golden Body Art. The terrifying blood power surged into the sky, and golden light surged around him, like a layer of swimming golden flames, looking majestic.

"call out!"

The light of escape from Wang An rose and flew directly into the air.

As soon as he stepped over the river, Wang An felt a creepy and terrifying aura, and inexplicably felt a strange depression in his heart.

"Boom!"

When he flew a hundred feet away, a terrible pressure suddenly burst out from the air and fell on his body, as vast as abyss, as heavy as a mountain that hit him directly.

A terrifying thunder power flew out loud and instantly landed on Wang An.

I saw the thunder laws and spiritual shields all around him, all of which were gone.

The golden light surged on his body, and the dazzling golden body actually showed charred traces, and there were still wisps of the power of the law lingering around him.

"thump!"

Wang An could no longer hold on, and fell into the river instantly under the bombardment of this surging force.

"Oh, why is this river like a swamp?"

When Wang An fell into the river, he finally understood why the flying rat race did not fly out immediately.

It turned out that the river water was so sticky that it seemed to be trapped in a swamp, and a heavy pressure was squeezed over it, causing almost all the internal organs in his body to move.

"Sheep..."

The golden light around him was flashing, and countless runes surged. When his body was in contact with the river, a white smoke came out, and a "squeak" sound was made, and the golden body was gradually corroded.

"Hey, it's not right. The river seems to contain a very mysterious force, which has been absorbed by the golden body."

Wang An also felt a very strange force in the river, constantly repairing his body.

Corrosion, repair, corrosion...infinite cycle.

The pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, like thousands of ants piercing the heart, or like thousands of cuts, making him almost faint.

The depth of the river was unfathomable, and even his golden body could not step on the bottom of the river. He could only surging with all his might and prevent himself from going deep into the bottom of the river.

"Since that's the case, then I swim over."

Wang An looked at it and found that the river water could not cause fatal damage to him, so he began to swim directly towards the opposite river bank.

During this process, Wang An felt a little diligent in his ancestor witch Chaos Art, as if he had absorbed Shiquan Dapu Pills.

"This river water seems to be very beneficial to the body-refining monks. Could it be that this is the place where the one-eyed giant clan of ancient times was used to train their bodies?" Wang An looked at the river water with some confusion and murmured in a low voice.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang An finally swam through most of the distance with difficulty.

"Crazy!"

At this time, the ink that had been still and was like stagnant water suddenly began to surge violently.

The river was surging, and there were clamors coming from below, looking very strange.

"Wooah..."

At the same time, a breathtaking roar suddenly came from the river, and the river water suddenly caused huge waves.

In Wang An's stunned eyes, an old turtle hundreds of feet tall and dark all over the river suddenly appeared in the river.

The turtle's body is flat, oval, with armor on the dorsal and abdomen; its body is pitch black and there are no spots at all. The head is thick and the front end is slightly triangular. The snout end is extended in a tubular shape.

This old turtle is very strange. Its carapace is covered with barbs, which looks extremely terrifying.

"Woooo!"

The old turtle roared angrily, the river surging, and a terrifying wave of air came to his face.

I saw it spread its bloody mouth like Wang An biting it. It was like walking on flat ground in the river, and it seemed that it could not feel the suction force of the river water at all.

The aura that burst out on its body seemed to have reached the level of the mid-stage Void Refining, and it was very terrifying.

"What kind of monster is this? Why is it so terrifying!"

Wang An was shocked and punched him.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the old turtle flew backwards instantly.

However, the river water also flew into the air, forming a piece of ink rain falling on Wang An.

After a while, he saw that he was covered in holes and was shocking.

The aura on the old turtle was neither a monster nor a corpse refining. It was very strange. After ate Wang An and attacked him, his eyes showed fierce light and rushed over again.

"Hmph, you're simply looking for death!"

Wang An shouted loudly, and when he held his fists, the golden light penetrated into the ink-colored river water, reflecting half of the sky.

The two fists turned into two hill-sized fists and rumbling over.

Golden light filled the air, runes flashed, and terrifying waves of air spread in circles; the waves of air passed by the river, and could not even be shocked; it seemed that nothing could shake the river except the old turtle.

"Woooo!"

Seeing Wang An coming in a fierce manner, the old turtle screamed, his limbs shrank, and instantly drilled into the shell.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dense shadows of fists fell on the back of the old turtle like dense raindrops.

A strange black halo flashed above, unscathed.

When the fist shadow disappeared, it poked its head out again and flew towards Wang An.

I saw it slapped its front paws, and a pair of giant claws of hundreds of feet suddenly formed in the void, as black as ink, emitting an invincible aura.

"Hey, this turtle shell cannot be broken?"

Wang An's expression surrounded the edge of the Eight Desolate Sword suddenly hangs in the air, the eight-colored holy light surged, and a sword energy that destroyed the world was scattered everywhere and slashed directly.

"Dang!"

The Eight Desolate Sword and the old turtle's giant claws were intertwined, and a sound of roaring gold and iron burst out, and the two flew backwards directly.

"What a thousand-year-old turtle!"

Wang An cursed, used his hands and feet together, and quickly crawled towards the shore.

At this time, the old turtle that emerged from the river again stared at Wang An with a leisurely look, but did not continue to follow.

"It's so dangerous, I finally swam over safely." Wang An said with emotion; the magic tricks around his body were pursuing, and all the injuries were healing rapidly.
Chapter completed!