After all, the evil qi in the Nine Shadows Abyss, simply called the evil qi, is already difficult for people to notice its danger.

That's karma, it's the power of destruction. It simply represents the fall and destruction of the world and all beings!

This power is possessed in any world where life exists.

I believe that this world of gods will not be an exception, and it will also know the danger of this power, which is estimated to be enough to make them jump around.

However, Wang Zhenling was still very unhappy in his heart!

He Wang Zhenling personally took action and sneaked into the world of gods, but as soon as he entered, he was found and fled back in embarrassment.

For Wang Zhenling, how could he easily breathe this breath?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenling's eyes gradually became deeper.

"Just use divine power, magic, or other extraordinary power to be discovered?

So what if I send a clone who doesn't know any magic powers at all, and can only use martial arts?

It's just that in this way, the power seems to be too weak......

There it is, so and so, so ......."

As soon as he thought of it, Wang Zhenling quickly started to refine a special magic weapon.

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As the night darkens, the wilderness of the world of the gods becomes dangerous. Murderous predators everywhere!

In addition to those tigers and wolves, there are also some demonic beasts, and even some wild races and bandits.

Therefore, the night of this world seems particularly dangerous!

Of course, this does not include the existence of Wang Zhenling.

Because of these existences, they can't threaten his Wang Zhenling.

Even if Wang Zhenling didn't use any spells, he just used martial arts.

A bobcat screamed and died bloodied. And the long sword on Wang Zhenling's body has bounced back into its sheath!

However, this sound immediately alarmed some campers in the field, who immediately pulled out the fog and gathered around, shouting, "Who is it?"

The light of the torch illuminated Wang Zhenling's figure, and when they saw that Wang Zhenling was not a monster, nor did he look like a knight chasing them, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello everyone, I am also a wandering adventurer, and I never imagined that I would encounter a wanderer's camp here. It was such a pleasure!"

Wang Zhenling inserted the sword back and said with a smile.

Seeing Wang Zhenling's performance, these wanderers finally breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed that Wang Zhenling was not a threat.

However, their eyes flickered fiercely.

Don't think that the oppressed are all good people, many times they are actually bandits.

Moreover, the more difficult the environment, the more likely it is to appear that some wall grasses that bully the soft and are afraid of the hard.

Even the majestic-looking beasts, tigers and lions, are all the same!

What the beast is most afraid of is being injured, and once it is injured, there is no means of treatment, and if it is not done well, it will die.

Even if it can heal itself, it will have a long period of weakness. And this period of weakness will only make it more difficult for them to hunt, they will be undernourished, and they will fall into a vicious circle.

And these people wandering in the wild are also average, if Wang Zhenling is threatening enough, these people will be a little more afraid.

However, now when he saw Wang Zhenling's appearance, he suddenly had a different mind, and surrounded Wang Zhenling with bad intentions.

What kind of person is Wang Zhenling? Looking at the faces of these people, what else do you not understand?

He secretly said in his heart: "It seems that I have been a star monarch for too long, and my grasp of people's hearts has become weaker!"

Thinking like this, Wang Zhenling didn't draw his sword, but also showed a hint of ill-intentioned smile, rubbed his fists, and forced it over.

Just a minute later, more than a dozen wanderers curled up on the ground, twitching like boiled prawns, and their eyes looking at Wang Zhenling became fearful again.

The guy who can survive in the wild for so long, even if he bullies the weak and fears the hard, but there is no weakling, at least he has the ability to move.

It's a pity that they met Wang Zhenling, and they only had the fate of being beaten down.

Half an hour later, Wang Zhenling was already sitting in front of the campfire in the wanderer's camp.

The camp was not very large, but there were only fifty or sixty people, most of them old and weak, and there were only about a dozen adult men.

A few dirty children cowered and hid behind the adults, looking at Wang Zhenling.

For Wang Zhenling, who easily defeated all the men in the camp, he was full of fear and curiosity.

It wasn't until Wang Zhenling kept dripping grease on the bighorn venison roasted on the bonfire, and Wang Zhenling sprinkled salt and spices with it, and the fragrance wafted out, the eyes of these children changed.

The living conditions of the wanderers are certainly not too good, and it is not too easy to eat enough, let alone eat spices!

Whether in the Middle Ages in the previous life, or here, spices were extremely precious, more expensive than gold, and only the nobles were entitled to enjoy them.

For a while, not to mention these children, even those adults couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Wang Zhenling smiled slightly and distributed the roasted meat to the children.

Those children were originally full of fear, but after all, they couldn't resist the temptation of the scent, and some couldn't help but sneak the first bite, and there was a second bite.

Even the adults couldn't help it......

The bighorn deer is a large animal, with a foot of more than 200 catties.

Although it is impossible to feed the whole camp. But at least everyone can taste a few pieces!

Soon, the attitude of these wandering camp people towards Wang Zhenling changed a lot.

From the fear just now, I felt a little more grateful.

The adult men in the camps have seen the fastest change in attitudes.

As mentioned earlier, they bully the weak and fear the hard, and see the wind to steer the rudder.

At this moment, seeing that Wang Zhenling really didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and was cleaned up by Wang Zhenling, he stammered at this time.

"Do you have a lot of camps like this?"

"Many, many. But there are no big camps, a camp with one or two hundred people is good enough......"

"Yes, yes. The lords don't allow us to have a camp too big, and if they exceed a certain size, they will send an army to attack us.

But in the Noll Wasteland, things are different. Where it is no longer the territory of the human nations, I heard that there are large camps. ”

Wang Zhenling casually asked one question after another, and for each answerer, Wang Zhenling would give a reward, or drop a steel dagger, or give a look of approval, etc.

Soon all these wanderers were domesticated, and once Wang Zhenling asked a question, these wanderers would scramble to answer it.

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