Perfect World

(Something delayed me today. Sorry, it’s late.)

Soul Island, hanging in the air, is dotted with green clouds and auspicious air is flowing, looking peaceful and sacred.

This is the treasured land of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan. Outside the ancestral spirit worship site, many people came today and it was very lively.

"Thank you for your hospitality, seniors. As long as I don't die and can survive, I will definitely survive the tribulation and bring pool after pool of Thunder Tribulation Liquid for everyone!" Shi Hao made a promise here with his tongue out loud, patting his chest. ensure.

"My little Taoist friend is really a dragon or a phoenix among men, and he will soon soar into the sky. I'll thank you in advance and wait for that day to come!" said the god of the Yaju tribe.

After leaving the spirit-sacrifice ancestral place, they came to the forbidden area of ​​​​the soul clan. Here, they exchanged cups and cups, which was considered as a way to wash away the dust for Shi Hao and celebrate his success in overcoming the tribulation.

It was obvious that Shi Hao was the protagonist of the banquet. All the gods were at the table with him, and they were extremely polite and clinked glasses with him.

Some people secretly sighed in their hearts, Huang really couldn't die, and there must be no accident, because it had become their last life-saving straw.

However, some people complained that this kid was too cunning. He must have realized that the Thunder Tribulation Liquid could resolve the curse earlier, but he did not cherish it and swallowed it until he was full in the thunder cloud. Moreover, after he came out, he gave it away lavishly, letting Chang Gongyan, rabbits, and even a stone drink freely. This was so shameful!

This is not only waste and squandering, but also a crime. Thinking back on it at this time, the radical aborigines are a little jealous. It is such a pity and they want to scream to the sky.

They knew that Huang was trying to protect himself, so all the gods had to protect him desperately.

Because, in this case, everyone must protect him and hope that he will survive the disaster again!

Soul Island is very large, hanging in the sky, with steaming clouds and brilliant clouds. There are beautiful peaks on it, there are gurgling divine springs, divine birds are circling around it, and the clouds and mist are shrouded.

Cao Yusheng, Xuelin, Changgong Yan, Long Nu and others also came. Thanks to Shi Hao's light, they were lucky enough to enter this sacred ancient island.

"So many herbs!" The little rabbit stared at the medicine garden in the distance, looking like a little money-crazy, paying no attention to the food on the table and staring at the medicine field.

"Haha, little girl, if you need it, I will give you some holy medicine." The old man of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan said, smiling very kindly.

It is definitely wrong to say that it is because of Aiwujiwu, but it is definitely because of Shi Hao's face. The gods present can see that several young people have a close relationship with Shi Hao and are worthy of wooing them.

"Okay, I don't want the medicine from the whole plant. I only want to taste half of the leaves from each plant!" The little rabbit suddenly jumped up, hugged the arm of the old god of the eight-armed soul clan, and called grandpa every mouthful.

"It's a small matter!" The god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan waved his hand and asked someone to take her to pick it.

However, not long after, screams were heard from the Soul Clan's ancient medicine field.

"What's wrong?!" Everyone turned around.

I saw a magic medicine plant, and the mouse scurried away, running from one end of the medicine garden to the other.

Miracle medicine!

Many people's eyes were stunned. It was bitten by a little rabbit and ate a small piece of leaf.

All magical medicines have become spirits, have spiritual intelligence, and can run in mountains and rivers, which is very evil.

The Eight-Armed Soul Clan felt distressed. They could only use ordinary medicines. All the magical medicines in the clan were actually discovered by this rabbit. It seemed that no matter what, the rabbit would not be allowed to enter the medicine field in the future.

"Uh, it's okay, it's just half a leaf." Although the god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan felt distressed, he still said with a smile.

Then, everyone continued to exchange cups and cups, talking about various secrets in Immortal Ancient, and talked about many dangerous places.

Shi Hao wrote them down one by one, especially the heavenly materials and earthly treasures such as the Saint Wood, which he might use next. The Eight-Armed Soul Clan and others told him where they were without reservation. But he also warned that those places were very dangerous and one must not take risks. If necessary, they could consider helping him search for them.

Not far away, Cao Yusheng, Luo Dao and others looked envious. This... was simply unreasonable. There was actually a god who wanted to protect him.

"This cheater deliberately ate up the Thunder Tribulation Liquid and wiped it clean without leaving any trace behind. On the contrary, it made several major Celestial Clan take it seriously." They complained.

"Senior, who among the nobles wanted to intercept and kill me that day?" Shi Hao looked at the gods of the centaurs and horses, and then looked at the ancient demons.

The two gods were suddenly a little embarrassed. What happened that day was indeed a bit unjustifiable, but Shi Hao defected, but the gods of their clan intercepted and killed him along the way.

If we investigate carefully, we will definitely find out. How many gods can the top powerful clan have?

The two of them sighed, this is really difficult to handle. Do they still have to punish the gods of the clan? The loss was too great, but if this young man was not given an explanation, he would definitely be dissatisfied.

"Little friend, you have reached the True Realm. Do you need any heavenly materials or earthly treasures?" asked the God of the Centaur and Horse Clan.

It was too obvious to change the subject like this, but this was also his plan, and he wanted to compensate with other holy objects.

"I just want to know who is hostile to me and wants to kill me, otherwise I will always feel uneasy." Shi Hao said.

The God of the Ancient Demon Clan frowned. This was a bit difficult to deal with. If this young man persisted, it would have a great impact on his future, and he was still expected to provide the Thunder Tribulation Liquid.

However, it would be difficult to severely punish the gods in the clan, so they directly denied it.

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, a roar sounded, shaking the entire island, making everyone tremble with fear, even the gods were no exception, and their hair stood on end.

"Who is this?" Shi Hao was surprised.

This roar is too scary, and you can see ripples rising in the depths of the island. It is the ancient formation that is glowing and playing a protective role.

Otherwise, without this magic circle, the entire island would explode and be shattered by a loud roar!

In fact, the faces of all the gods present were a little pale and extremely ugly.

"To the outside world, this person must be a peerless figure among the sect leaders, but how could he be so violent and roar like an ancient beast?" said the fat man Cao Yusheng.

Sherlyn asks for advice and asks who is that.

Several gods sighed, and the god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan looked at Shi Hao and said: "My little fellow Taoist, you must successfully overcome the tribulation in the future and save my soul clan."

He did not hide it. He was an ancestor of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan and the number one master of the clan. His strength was unfathomable. He had already surpassed the realm of gods and was nearly a million years old.

"What?" Xuelin and others were surprised.

An ancient leader-level figure, this person has lived a long time and is very powerful. To the outside world, he would definitely be a giant, and he might even be even stronger.

The aborigines can still stay awake in the realm of gods. As long as they don't always leave their ancestral land, there is no big problem in surviving.

But once you surpass the gods, you will be in big trouble. As time goes by, even if you are hiding in the clan, the curse will become more and more serious.

Once you reach that level, you will naturally have supreme magic power that can suppress your body, but even if you remain immortal, various terrible problems such as confusion will occur.

Obviously, this is the case with the number one master of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan. He has been insane for hundreds of thousands of years and usually spends his time in a deep sleep.

I never thought that he would wake up today and go crazy again.

"Can I go take a look?" Shi Hao asked.

Behind the island, a thick black fog filled the air. This was a rocky mountain area with no grass growing on it. It was completely different from the peaceful scene seen earlier.

What caused such a scene was only an old man. He was fixed by thick chains and locked in the center of the formation, with disheveled hair and skin and bones.

However, he is still alive tenaciously, and his amazing strength is surging, like the rising and falling of the ocean.

He sensed someone approaching and stood outside the formation. He raised his head in a hurry. His withered yellow hair was like weeds, and a pair of eyes shot an astonishing beam of light through the hair hanging on his face.

So strong!

Even the gods were palpitating and did not dare to step even half a step into the formation.

"Is there a way to wake him up even for a moment?" Shi Hao asked.

Everyone was startled when they heard this, especially the people from the Eight-Armed Soul Clan looked at him. What was the point of waking up?

"There is still a little golden slurry in this cauldron." Shi Hao said, and took out the small white jade cauldron again. As he used his skills, the white cauldron glowed, and wisps of golden juice overflowed, giving off a fragrant fragrance.

"Ah, little friend, do you still have Thunder Tribulation Liquid?!" Everyone was shocked, their eyes widened, their eyes extremely hot, and they wanted to rush towards him.

However, this is the territory of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan. There is a large formation here and no one dares to disturb it. At the same time, they do not want to offend Shi Hao.

"Little brother, you hid it so deeply, you actually still have treasure liquid!" The god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan was so surprised that his fingers trembled.

"Only the last cup is more." Shi Hao handed him the white jade cauldron and motioned for him to take a closer look. It was indeed true. The total amount of golden juice hidden in the cauldron wall was only more than one cup.

The gods of the centaurs, horses, and ancient demons were breathing heavily. They had already had a drink. If they were given another drink, the curse would be completely lifted.

The two people's chests rose and fell, and they completely understood. After all, this young man was dissatisfied with their two clans and had been intercepted and killed by the gods of their clans, so he hid his secret.

"Alas!" The two of them sighed, regretted, and resented the clan members for causing trouble.

"My clan has a soul-suppressing stone that can make him wake up for a brief moment." A strong man from the Eight-Armed Soul Clan said.

People are envious of it. The soul-soothing stone is definitely a treasure. It is of great benefit to the cultivation of the soul. There is almost no need to worry about going crazy.

Even if you are cursed and on the road to death, your confused soul can still revive for a moment.

Shi Hao nodded, and the soul clan knew what to do next.

A strange stone was taken out, which affected people's souls. It was only as big as a fist, and seemed to be able to suppress the infinite souls of hell. It was all silver and white, shining brightly.

The god stone was swallowed wildly, but it was a pity that it didn't even have to think about this stone, and it had no chance to swallow it.

Everyone looked nervously, and the old man in the center of the formation calmed down for a moment, his eyes no longer fierce, and became a little clearer.

"Ancestor, wake up quickly, your curse may be resolved!" the god of the eight-armed soul clan shouted.

"Who...is calling me?" The million-year-old man woke up, his eyes gradually became brighter, and he regained his consciousness.

"I am your sixty-third generation descendant!" The god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan said respectfully.

Everyone was shocked. This old man really had a huge background and a high status. He was so many generations older than the strongest god in the clan. His strength was absolutely terrifying.

"Resolve the curse?!" The divine light in the eyes of the million-year-old soul clan's number one master suddenly surged, even across the formation, it made the gods feel stinging.

The time was short, and the god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan quickly explained what was going on, and then directly sent the small white jade cauldron in.

The golden juice disappeared from the old man's mouth, and he closed his eyes. Soon, billowing black mist spread out from his body and burned, turning into black light.

Everyone was shocked, it really worked.

Shi Hao was satisfied that he had finally saved a big shot with enough weight. He had a hunch that this time the Immortal Ancient would probably be opened early, and it might not necessarily have to wait as long as thousands of years.

In the outside world, there is probably a group of old guys waiting for him, ready to kill him.

If he could save a few peerless leader-level experts from Immortal Ancient, then he could kill them directly!