With a shout, Wang Zhong asked a few ghosts to guard the altar, and he used his spirit to break through the air and chase after him.

A piece of gray water vapor, Boiling Literary Member held a green dragon in his hand, and the two flew dozens of miles in an instant, and suddenly saw the waves undulating below, and the water surface was wide. As soon as the water vapor fell into the river, it disappeared immediately.

At this time, under the starlight, thousands of silver lights on the water surface really look like the Milky Way falling to the ground, boundless and extremely gorgeous.

Wang Zhong saw the water vapor falling into the river and was about to chase him down. Suddenly, countless flowers the size of water tanks turned up in the middle! A black shadow floated up, and in a blink of an eye he could see clearly that it was a giant turtle.

This turtle is green all over, with nine palace diagrams on its back, a head the size of two basins, two shining green eyes, a mouth full of white and deep fangs, and two beards hanging down from the corners of its mouth.

There are two more horns on the head, nine points apart, like blood coral.

"Cheeladra! Cheeladra!" The turtle let out two loud roars, opened its mouth, and nine balls of silver light flew towards Wang Zhongfei.

"It turns out to be an ancient dragon species. I just used your soul to practice magic and your body to make soup to replenish my energy and blood!"

Wang Zhong suddenly saw it, waved his hands, and seventy-two Sanyin sword energy was intertwined into a network of knives and plowed. In the blink of an eye, nine groups of silver light were chopped into thousands of broken stars and fell into the river. Wang Zhong shook the skull staff, and strange roars were heard everywhere.

, the Demonic Wolf Fang Sword was released, and thousands of wolves roared and ran down.

Seeing such ferocity, the turtle was shocked and roared again. Two red lights emitted from the horns on its head and it sank down at the same time.

"Go!" Wang Zhong threw the demon's white bone ring again, and it landed in a swoosh. With a bang, it hit the head, until the turtle's spirit almost dispersed. Only then did he realize that it was not the fierce opponent in front of him who had stabbed Tian Da.

A hornet's nest.

Opening his mouth, another ball of silver light that looked like a human baby flashed, and then was wrapped up in a cloud of water, roaring and fleeing into the distance.

Wang Zhong saw that this turtle spirit actually gave up his body and his spirit flew away. He knew that its body was huge and heavy, and he was afraid that it weighed tens of thousands of kilograms and that his spirit could not carry it, so he reluctantly gave up and escaped with his life.

Seeing his body sinking to the bottom of the water, Wang Zhong ignored it and chased after it.

After chasing and escaping for about half an hour, the turtle spirit Yuan Shen saw that he could not get away from Wang Zhong. He suddenly sank. Wang Zhong raised his hand and beat him in circles, hitting the Yuan Shen in the middle. He was about to trap him, but the opponent struggled hard.

As soon as he struggled, he got out of the circle and flew down.

Wang Zhong landed quickly and suddenly saw a large house with bright lights and people coming in and out. The turtle spirit rushed into the house and disappeared immediately.

Wow wow! Wow wow! I heard the baby crying non-stop.

"It's born, it's born! These are my three sons, Guarjia and Wei Qi."

As soon as Wang Zhong fell down and hovered on the roof, he saw a Jurchen man bursting into the house, very happy.

"Possessed by a dragon?"

Wang Zhong suddenly turned into a streak of blue light and rushed into the house. He saw a woman lying on the bed, seemingly unconscious, and a maid next to her was holding a newborn baby.

Without saying a word, Wang Zhong rolled his arms towards the baby.

"Amitabha!" Suddenly, a Buddha's call came from the door. A yellow-robed lama came recently and raised his hand towards the blue light transformed by Wang Zhong, and a golden light exploded.

"The silent divine thunder of the esoteric religion?" Wang Zhongyuan was shaken away as soon as his spirit dispersed. The baby fell into the hands of the lama.

"Master Zhuba?" That person's name was Guarjia; the Jurchen man from Wei Qi suddenly screamed and looked at the lamas.

The lama smiled and said: "I came here specially to accept a disciple." Suddenly he said to Wang Zhong: "Fellow Taoist, this child is a member of my teaching. I hope you will not rob him."

"This child was just born with no name or surname. Is he the one you teach?" Wang Zhong laughed strangely and was about to take action.

"Wait a minute!" the lama roared, and then said: "When this child was born, he was worshiped by a clawed dragon. Later, he had the magical power of a dragon and elephant. He is the protector of my teaching. The living Buddha* lama of my teaching has already given instructions.
Chapter completed!