The huge body of the necromantic beast struggled to escape, but unfortunately the god-killing spear on the top of the skull was not moved at all, and from the groove at the tip of the spear, it continued to devour the fire of the soul of the refining necromantic beast, and each refining made this very fierce necromantic beast a little weaker.

Just a few minutes later, the necromantic beast had completely lost its ability to struggle, and escaped for dozens of miles, falling weakly under the dry hills, without the slightest breath of life.

Wu Zihao pulled out the god-destroying spear, and faced the dim moonlight above his head, a streamer of light flowed on the black spear body, and when refining the divine soul, a trace of ghostly and strange aura bloomed.

Reaching out and touching this huge necromantic beast, the hardness of the bones is really amazing, and it is also the best quality of a refining weapon.

Fire!

White flames spread from the void, enveloping the white bones of the entire giant beast in an instant, incinerating and refining.

The land of the dead gods seems to be another treasure house, but it is a little more dangerous here, and the one that pops out at random is a top-level necromantic beast, and ordinary people from the Ten Directions Realm dare to come here, almost killing themselves.

After taking a moment to refine the white bones of this necromantic beast and put them into the space bag as materials, after calming down the previous restlessness, a drop of water dripped into the ethereal state of mind, and the ripples made him stop.

I looked at the dark place in the distance, and there was a very familiar atmosphere over there.

pondered slightly, and directly cast the teleportation technique, with the tenacity of the current physical body, the repeated use of this teleportation technique can no longer hurt the root at all, and it can be regarded as another gain.

Burst!

Dozens of teleportation techniques, nearly a hundred kilometers away, stepping on a cliff, the afterglow scanned, even in the dark of night, you can still see the bottom of the cliff, the figure lying horizontally, has been scarred, and the blood oozing out of the body is about to flow into a pool of water.

Diana?

Wu Zihao immediately recognized the person under the cliff, and immediately teleported to the bottom of the cliff, carefully turning over Diana's body, and was immediately shocked by the scars on her body.

The breath that is almost about to be cut off, obviously Diana is no longer here for a day and a half, the blood that is about to dry up is not enough to provide qi and blood, and the rest can only barely maintain a little vitality, I am afraid that in the next half a day, Diana's little life can be regarded as lost here.

On the hard and cold armor, there are three deep visible flesh marks, and even the face has two bone marks, and the dried blood stains remain on the turned flesh and blood, which is even more hideous, where is there still the kind of demeanor and appearance before.

What a vicious method!

Wu Zihao's face is very unpleasant, Diana is not only ruined, she is so badly injured, and even her limbs are broken when her hands and feet are broken, this is simply torture, and she was also victimized by her own people.

The luck in the misfortune is that Diana met him, I don't know if it was a coincidence or a trick, Diana, who has experienced a lot of suffering, is still not killed.

Half of the divine soul was destroyed back then, but because Wu Zihao's exercises were restored, judging from the number of bloodlines, he also successfully stepped into the emperor level, and even if he may be a high-level martial emperor, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and God rewards hard work, and he will never leave behind those who have been working hard.

"I hurt you at the beginning, it was my mistake for a while, and I made a mistake to have today's tragedy, all this is what I owe you, no matter what, let's heal your wounds first!"

Diana, who only had a little mental awareness, just barely shook her fingertips, and her body, which had long been dried up, even shed a crystal teardrop.

"Okay, I know you can hear it, keep your mind, at least heal your injuries first!"

Wu Zihao stretched out his hand and pressed Diana's wound, and the blood qi was released, dissolving into Diana's wound little by little.

In just a few breaths, the hideous and ugly wound had slowly healed, except for the little blood stain, there was no window, and even other hidden wounds were healed together.

Diana, whose breath had stabilized, fell into a deep stupor, let Wu Zihao hold her on her shoulder, and returned to the town.

Although Diana's injuries have recovered, the drying up of the blood veins will not recover for a while, and the spirit has also been severely damaged during this time, and the recovery time is not a moment and a half, in short, she needs a period of time to recover slowly.

When Diana woke up, she still complained for a while after seeing Wu Zihao, muttering that she refused to speak at all, but after seeing her scars recover, she was still a lot more relieved, and then began to tell everything she had experienced during this time.

The dark night of the Ten Directions Realm is also very long, and when the light of dawn envelops this blazing land again, Diana finished talking about what happened to her, and then laughed, shook her head and said: "It's also that I'm too ostentatious, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and the most difficult thing to guess is people's hearts, who knows that it will be my own people who will attack me!"

Wu Zihao snorted and said: "You didn't expect it, I really don't know if you are simple or stupid, such an obvious game, you can also get in, fortunately you were injured before, and you were blessed by misfortune, but it allowed you to step into the realm of a high-level martial emperor, and you are really unseemly!"

"That's also your reason, the injury back then has broadened my blood a lot, and your exercises to recuperate the soul are also very magical, and even I suspect that in a few years, I will definitely be able to step into the realm of the Martial Saint, but it's a pity, with this catastrophe today, all the efforts have become a thing of the past!"

Diana's sigh was very bitter, originally this time she wanted to raise her eyebrows for her teacher, and won the best ranking in the college competition, which was a shame, but in the end it was a failure.

"Don't think about it, let's recuperate slowly, the wounds in the blood can't be recovered overnight, it's just the length of time, and it won't be worse than before!"

Wu Zihao comforted, this is not that he is lying, with the tenacity of the bloodline of the high-level Martial Emperor, it is still not difficult to recover to the extent that it has dried up, and the only thing he needs is to recuperate and recover.

In the next half month, Wu Zihao has been healing Diana's injuries, repairing her cracked and torn bloodlines little by little, Rao is so, it still consumes his great energy, and it is not until Qu Chuan's arrival that he stops.

"Lord, Percy's side has already started and has been urging us to send troops as soon as possible, but the war between the Desolate Clan and the Earth Dragon Department has not yet ended, and we can't get out!"

After Qu Chuan finished speaking, his eyes flickered.

Wu Zihao's perception of the outside world is so strong now, even if Qu Chuan has already stepped into the ranks of martial saints, but that subtle expression still makes him aware of it, and he asks at the moment: "What else is there, say it together, what is there to swallow!"

Qu Chuan, who has always been more funny, then said: "Fox asked me to bring a sentence, saying that it was Shamille... Dead in battle!"

Well?

Wu Zihao's unfazed heart suddenly set off a huge wave, and the trembling of his fingertips made him a little confused, and the buzzing in his ears kept ringing, as if he didn't react to what he heard just now.

No way!

Wu Zihao, who came back to his senses after a long time, burst out with a huge roar.

"I know it's hard to accept, but Fox they still gave me this problem, I said let them come and talk to you, but everyone who is willing to come along, or leave this problem to me!

Qu Chuan shrugged helplessly and said, trying not to be too heavy, and thinking about how to drive to Wu Zihao.

"You, what are you talking about!"

Before Qu Chuan could react, Wu Zihao's figure had already appeared in front of him, his cold eyes had a kind of madness that could not be concealed, and he almost became a fierce beast that chose people to devour, Rao is Qu Chuan, who had already stepped into the Martial Saint, and also broke out in a cold sweat on his back, originally he thought that he had stepped into the Martial Saint, even if it was a poor Wu Zihao, it should not be far away, but at the moment this feeling is simply a fool's dream.

Wu Zihao's attitude towards Qu Chuan has always been very easy-going, not that Qu Chuan's talent is against the sky, but that little bit of persistence and forbearance in his heart, a person with faith and chasing, has too many similarities with Wu Zihao, which is the fundamental reason why Wu Zihao wants to rein in him.

Wu Zihao, who had lost his mind, showed a ferocity that he had never seen before, Rao is Qu Chuan has always been valued by Wu Zihao, and now he is also taken aback by Wu Zihao's state.

Qu Chuan, who stepped on the martial saint, was already qualified enough to make everyone look at him differently, and he also had a glimmer of snubbing towards Wu Zihao's attitude, but at this moment, he understood that the gap between himself and Wu Zihao was a sense of fear that he had never had.

Qu Chuan's cold sweat continued to flow down, and in the face of the fierce and tyrannical Wu Zihao, the indestructible martial arts will also gave birth to a trace of the idea of escaping.

The trembling Qu Chuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the bloodshot in his eyes swelled up, and he vaguely seemed to see the huge wheel of life and death of the phantom behind Wu Zihao, and there were countless murderous souls roaring in it, constantly impacting his already precarious will.

"She, who killed her?"

Spit out a few words with difficulty, Wu Zihao slowly calmed down his violent breath and returned to his previous composure again.

Qu Chuan let out a long breath, his back was already soaked, and he hurriedly replied: "It was ambushed by the masters of the Earth Dragon Tribe, it is said that the frontal battlefield of the Earth Dragon Department was defeated one after another, and the elites of the clan were killed countless times, this time it cost a lot of money to invite the intermediate martial saint from the second-level tribe, so Charmilles was ambushed and killed!"

Second-level tribes?

According to the previous reclassification, this second-level tribe is equivalent to a large tribe, with a population of hundreds of millions, which is an extremely large group in the wilderness, and only a few of the oldest tribes surpass them.

After such a long period of expansion, annexation and encroachment, the population of the desolate tribe is only hundreds of thousands.

The four thousand elites brought by the human realm are the worst and have the advanced level of the Martial King, some guys with good talent have been promoted to the rank of Martial Emperor, and Fox and the others have directly stepped into the level of the Martial Emperor.

It is precisely with this group of elites in the human realm that this can kill tens of thousands of elites of the Earth Dragon Department under a sneak attack.