Douluo: My Sand Sculpture Player

There may be danger of Netherworld wolves nearby. Yu Xiaogang did not dare to be careless. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, then quickly parted them downwards, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Come out, Luo Sanpao!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming and A Yin immediately cheered up.

There was only a "pop" sound, and a stream of lavender soul power separated from Yu Xiaogang's palms. Along with an obvious fluctuation of soul power, a strange-shaped creature appeared in front of everyone.

Luo Sanpao looks like a pug, with a body shape like a fat pig. He is over one and a half meters long, and his waist is thicker than a bucket. His lavender hair is gently brushed in the wind, his two small ears are twitching, and he has a pair of cute and adorable eyes. His big dark blue eyes looked at everyone.

After seeing Yu Xiaogang, Luo Sanpao ran towards Yu Xiaogang happily. First, he gently rubbed Yu Xiaogang's trouser legs with the bulging round bun on his head, and then raised one of his short legs. , stood up on one leg and turned sideways towards Yu Xiaogang...

Peed a little.

A dip in urine.

Urine……

God knows why a beast spirit can actually urinate.

Perhaps, this is Luo Sanpao's unique love for Yu Xiaogang, right?

Yu Xiaogang's face turned from red to white, then from white to green, and then roared angrily:

"Luo! Three! Cannon!!!"

The ancients said that the lion roars from the east of the river, and Yu Xiaogang's roar is not much different.

Yu Xiaogang's roar made Luo Sanpao tremble with fright.

Yang Ming and A Yin have received professional training. Under normal circumstances, they will never laugh unless they can't help it.

"Pfft! Hahaha..."

The two of them laughed so hard that they could hardly breathe.

There isn’t much of a reason, it’s just that I feel very happy!

A Yin held her stomach, gasped, and said quickly:

"Big, big, big brother, this martial spirit of yours has such a personality!"

Yu Xiaogang felt helpless. Originally, he wanted to show off his hand in front of his sworn brother Jinlan, but now it's better that he showed it off, but he lost face.

"Ugh!"

Sighing heavily, Yu Xiaogang was not that kind of narrow-minded person, not to mention that he knew his own affairs. With Luo Sanpao's virtue, he had already accepted his fate and did not take this matter to his heart. , after calming down, he said calmly:

"My martial spirit is a mutated martial spirit. There was a slight problem during the mutation process, so it has a somewhat unique personality. Although it is just a joke, it is still somewhat useful."

"Three guns!" Yu Xiaogang said with a solemn expression, "You explore the way ahead."

"Hmph!"

Luo Sanpao nodded hurriedly, as if with his clever mind he also realized that he had caused trouble for Yu Xiaogang. He kicked his legs on the ground a few times, dug up the soil, then turned around and stepped forward. Open cheerful little short legs.

Seeing that his shoes and trousers were dirty, Yu Xiaogang had a tic-shaped vein exposed on his forehead, and he could only mutter silently in his heart:

"These are all my awakened martial souls! These are all my own awakened martial souls! These are all my own awakened martial souls..."

God knows how much regret Yu Xiaogang has.

The group of people walked very cautiously. They were less than two kilometers away from the creek Yang Ming found last time, but they walked for nearly an hour.

The sound of gurgling water from the river can be faintly heard in front of you, and you can clearly feel the coolness of the moisture in the air. The surrounding shrubs and grass are more lush, with dense leaves blocking the sunlight above your head, and there are occasional sounds of birds chirping and cicadas chirping. One after another, it finally won't make this place too lonely.

Luo Sanpao explored the path ahead, opening his mouth from time to time and using his sharp fangs to bite off the thorn bushes blocking the road, allowing his fat body to pass freely.

Suddenly, Luo Sanpao stiffened, then turned around suddenly, almost sprinting back to Yu Xiaogang's side at a speed of 100 meters, hiding behind Yu Xiaogang's legs.

Luo Sanpao is afraid.jpg!

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

At this time, without Yu Xiaogang's notification, both Yang Ming and A Yin realized that something might be going on ahead!

Yu Xiaogang put his index finger up in front of his lips to signal everyone to be silent. He cautiously came forward and gently pushed aside the bushes and grass that blocked his view, revealing a small gap.

There is a small stream in the sight from west to east. There are small pieces of pebbles on the river bank. More than thirty ghost wolves appear in the eyes one after another. It seems to be a whole group. The big wolf is leading a group of small wolves. The big ghost wolf is coming. Watching the surroundings on the river bank, a group of naughty little wolves were playing in the river, kicking their four stubby legs from time to time, creating white waves on the river surface.

The whole body of the Nether Wolf is iron gray, with oily green light in its eyes. The largest wolf has a cunning look in its eyes. Its limbs are strong and strong. It can adapt to long-distance attacks and short-distance bursts at a glance. Its lips are slightly pointed and its ears are slightly pointed. The tail is upright, with long and fluffy hair, hanging down between the hind limbs, with the tail end slightly raised and swinging from time to time.

The alpha wolf is the leader of this group of ghost wolves. Even during the release period, he still maintains a cautious style. His ears are raised high and he pays careful attention to the surrounding disturbances.

Yu Xiaogang knew very well that although the individual combat power of soul beasts like the Nether Wolf was not very strong, their sense of smell and hearing were first-class, and combined with the settlement of the group, once a double-digit number of Nether Wolves united, a powerful combat force would be formed. With their own strength, they can unite to deal with soul beasts that are stronger than themselves.

Of course, there is a certain limit to the strength here.

"The alpha wolf has about 370 years of cultivation. The strength of the other adult ghost wolves ranges from 70 to 180 years of cultivation. The young wolf has less than 100 years of cultivation."

After just a brief observation, Yu Xiaogang quickly came to the corresponding conclusion.

Seeing that there was no trace of Flanders and Liu Erlong near the creek, Yu Xiaogang was not a soul master famous for his combat prowess after all. At this time, he had already decided to give up and was ready to change places and continue searching along the direction of the river.

After making a retreat gesture towards Yang Ming and A Yin, he quietly evacuated towards the rear, preparing to leave this place of right and wrong.

One step, two steps, is the pace of the devil.

"Crack!"

The crunching sound of a creature breaking a branch with one foot may be a very common thing in normal times, but at this moment, it is no different than a thunder on the ground!

The three people twisted their necks mechanically and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Luo Sanpao's innocent look.

At this moment, the alpha wolf had noticed that there was someone here, and immediately looked up to the sky and roared.

"Ouch~oooo~~~".Seven

Under the call of the alpha wolf, some of the netherworld wolves picked up the cubs from the river in their mouths, preparing to take them away first. The other netherworld wolves followed the alpha wolf and rushed toward Yang Ming and the others.