The more Wang Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that it was very likely, how could a world born by the heroine allow strangers who were not under the control of the plot to exist?

Heavenly Dao is an extremely domineering thing, and everything it does not control will be destroyed. Just like the power of Zhiqiu thousands of years ago, because he created a new Dao that did not exist in the world, when he was ascended, Zhiqiu suffered from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder given by the Heavenly Dao, and the Divine Thunder was overbearing and intensively launched, and in the end she could only be wiped out.

Wang Zhao didn't feel too much, so he embarked on the journey again. As soon as the droplets melted into her body, she was sent to the surface of the lake, and it seemed that the droplets were the culprits who stirred up the strange shape of the lake.

She is an orphan who has fought her way out of a crime-ridden and impoverished urban village.

She believes in kindness and love, but she is definitely not afraid of any suppression and bullying, even if it is the way of heaven, she is not afraid!

Wang Zhao swam ashore again bitterly, rushed back to Yuecheng overnight, and found someone to bring back the flying boat that fell in the middle of the lake.

Fortunately, the teleportation array in Moon City had already been repaired, and it only took Wang Zhao a while to teleport back to Ling Xuzong. If Wang Zhao drove the flying boat back to the sect again, I am afraid that this secret realm may not be able to catch up.

Wang Zhao had one day left to return to the sect, and hurriedly went to the internal affairs hall to report that he had broken a Japanese flying boat.

Under the blow of the tide, the wings of the flying boat were broken, the main body was damaged, and it was completely unusable.

Wang Zhao has already lost all his belongings, and he still owes the sect 50,000 spirit stones. These 50,000 spirit stones are still discounted internally by the sect.

Wang Zhao seized the time to practice, hoping that he could make a fortune in the secret realm and make up for his debts.

It was another night, and the east was white. The people of the Ling Xuan Sect set off in a majestic manner.

Wang Zhao and Shaozhuang Zhao Lei, who were traveling with him, walked together.

The head waved his hand in front of everyone, and the secret realm was wide open. The head of the sect rode away with his sword, leaving behind a group of monks.

Wang Zhao and the three of them went in parallel together, but in the end they separated, and Wang Zhao fell into a dark forest, which was dark and could not be seen five feet.

In an extremely dark environment, a person's five senses become extremely sharp.

Wang Zhao clearly heard the rhythm of each leaf.

Suddenly, Wang Zhao felt an object flying towards him.

Wang Zhao swung his sword away, and the earth pierced open. Hearing the sound of a thorn breaking open and falling to the ground, I recognized it as a thorn.

There were more and more earth thorns, and Wang Zhao kept dodging attacks. Time keeps passing, every minute and every second in the darkness becomes unusually long, and the darkness makes people weak and flinching.

Wang Zhao didn't know how long it had been, and she didn't stop fighting for a moment.

Since Wang Zhao fused that droplet, her spiritual power has become extremely abundant, but at this moment, her spiritual power is about to be exhausted. Once her spiritual power is exhausted, she becomes a fish on the chopping board.

Wang Zhao did not use spiritual power as much as possible, and used force to attack. This means that Wang Zhao has to put in more effort.

Wang Zhao continued to fight, and finally the earth thorn stopped. Wang Zhao sat here for the time being, absorbing the aura.

About a day later, Wang Zhao finished trimming, and then groped his way forward in the darkness again.

Gradually, she caught a glimpse of the light, and Wang Zhao walked towards the light. Apparently, she was approaching the end of the forest.

The light was getting bigger and bigger, and Wang Zhao couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and accelerated his speed.

Suddenly, several rows of earth sprouted out of the forest, blocking Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhaogang wanted to swing his sword away, but found that the thorn was very shiny and sharp. She remembered that the Canghua Wanwu Chronicle mentioned that "the earth thorn beast, the rank of the same person cultivates the yuan in infancy, the appearance is hard, there are earth thorns on the back, and the luster of the earth thorns is very sharp." Its attack is extremely strong, far superior to that of the same period of human cultivation. ”

Wang Zhao's small Qi cultivation period, fighting against the earth thorn beast that is far superior to the cultivation of people in the Yuan Infant Stage, is tantamount to killing himself with an egg hitting a stone.

Wang Zhao immediately lay on the ground holding his breath and pretending to be dead. The habits of this earth-thorn beast are a bit like those of modern beasts, and they walk away when they see a dead man.

Wang Zhao pretended to be dead for about a few hours, and the earth thorn beast finally crawled out of the ground.

It felt Wang Zhao's presence and swaggered towards Wang Zhao, and Wang Zhao's heart tightened.

Every step it took made a loud sound, it looked at Wang Zhao lying on the ground, kicked with the beast's foot very arrogantly, saw that Wang Zhao did not react, and approached Wang Zhao again, it opened its mouth and approached Wang Zhao's head, but Wang Zhao still did not have any reaction.

It stuck out its tongue again and licked Wang Zhao, who was still lifeless and lifeless. He got bored and left.