The long knife is like a sword, and the sword light bursts out, like a sword shadow dancing.

In the midst of the rising energy, the gathered spiritual mist rolled out in all directions.

Two half-orcs were trapped in the sword formation, doing a battle of trapped beasts.

A cyan gourd quietly appeared in his hand, and he raised his head and drank wildly, and the aroma of wine overflowed in an instant.

The aroma of wine followed the momentum and rushed towards the Feipeng King, who turned around and walked towards the Fierce Leopard King not far away.

After he dodged away, the surrounding aura that was as rich as fog converged towards the Feipeng King again, mixed with a smell of wine, refreshing and intoxicating.

......Shh

In the sword array of swords and shadows, a blood flower suddenly soared.

The Fierce Leopard King retreated in a muffled voice, and several sword shadows suddenly slashed towards his back, and the Fierce Leopard King dodged and wanted to dodge, but was hit by a streamer of light and slashed down on the head.

While......

Between the iron claws, the long knife and the iron claws burst out a little spark.

The Flame Leopard King was like a thunderbolt, and his body was like a cannonball, and he smashed down towards the mountains and forests below.

Twenty-eight sword rays followed, slashing towards the earth.

In the roar, smoke and dust rose everywhere, the earth shattered, and the air waves swept in all directions, and the earth seemed to be scraped off a layer of skin in this air wave.

The sound of the beast's roar came from the mountains and forests below.

The light of the knife dissipated, revealing a giant leopard drenched in blood and flesh below, and it ran away, leaping through the mountains, limping, blood splattering.

However, it had barely run a few miles before one of its hind legs fell off its body.

With a bang, the huge body of the leopard smashed to the ground, shaking the hill slightly.

It roared angrily, its eyes showed a fierce color, its steel teeth intertwined, and it shed its flesh and blood, and a ray of soul light shot out from its forehead, and escaped into the mountains and forests.

Wu Zhao glanced at the wisp of soul light, did not pursue it again, but waved his hand, put away the flesh and blood of the leopard, and then killed the angry elephant king.

At this time, the Angry Elephant King was still fighting the trapped beasts in the sword array.

The sword array seemed to block out his perception, and he didn't seem to know that the Flame Leopard King was dead, and only a ray of soul light escaped.

When Wu summoned and killed the Angry Elephant King, within a few blows, the Angry Elephant King was already defeated.

So, like the Leopard King, it gave up its flesh and blood and fled with a ray of soul light.

Wu Zhao didn't attack those soul lights, once he made a move, the soul lights exploded, then he could only run away.

He estimated that these two giant beasts left flesh and blood, and a wisp of beast souls fled, and they did not have the courage to die with him, perhaps they did not dare to explode, so as not to interrupt the act of becoming a god of the Feipeng King.

It may also be that he hopes that King Feipeng can succeed in becoming a god and kill him.

Once the Feipeng King succeeds in becoming a god, then it will be easy to take down Wu Zhao, the first person in the human race. Taking advantage of the general trend of the world, how can you be the enemy with just a few manpower?

It's a pity that the Feipeng King asked them to help delay time, but the effect was not very great.

When Wu Zhao turned his head to look at the Feipeng King, he found that the Feipeng King at this time, not to mention the iron feathers on his body, even the flesh and blood were falling off, and the blood was dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood seemed to be peeled off by an invisible big hand, just like Ling Chi.

This kind of god-like method made Wu Zhao's scalp tingle, and he always felt that something was wrong.

In ancient times, when heroic souls became gods, how could they go through such pain? What kind of method is this?

However, at this time, the Feipeng King was terrified in his heart.

It's not because Wu Zhao killed its two 'virtuous brothers' and used his free hand to deal with it, but because it felt that his consciousness was a little drowsy, and he felt like he wanted to sleep.

The continuous stinging pain has been stimulating its nerves, but in this case, it still has a feeling of wanting to sleep, how can it not be frightened.

Wu Zhao raised his hand and raised his knife and slashed towards the Feipeng King again.

Before the sword light could reach it, it was bounced away by an invisible force.

Feipeng Wang laughed strangely, and his soul spoke, "It's useless, once the road to godhood is opened, the momentum of mountains and rivers will become my protective power, unless you can split this general trend of heaven and earth." ”

It gasped, and the slightest trace of flesh fell, and on the mountain below it, blood poured down from the peak, as if it had become a mountain of blood, and the smell was fishy.

"I don't believe I can't split this world!"

Wu Zhao held high the long knife Ye Xue, with an expression of unprecedented concentration.

Yexue seemed to be able to feel the master's concentration, and the indomitable momentum that split everything in front of him. As a result, a faint light floated on the blade of the night snow.

When the knife is slashed, there is no flying light.

Everything seemed to be plain, like chopping wood, and a simple knife slashed at the blood-drenched head of the giant bird, instantly cutting off its soul.

This knife did not cause any explosion, because even the Feipeng King did not expect that it would be such a result, and when it came to its senses, its head had been cut off.

Even the divine soul was cut in half by it.

The two soul rays fled in two directions, one one behind the other, one right and one left, and it didn't seem to have the courage to cut off its own life, and it didn't have the fear of death like its fellow believers.

Wu Zhao was a little disdainful of this. But I don't know that some alien monsters are afraid of death, but there is still hope in my heart. Some alien monsters are not afraid of death, and that's because they don't see hope.

Obviously, the Feipeng King saw hope, as long as the Yuan Shen was still there, he could be reborn, and with the power of this sword, he could split his divine soul into two, and it could use it to have two bodies.

With time, when it regains its strength, and then finds a landscape with the natural potential of heaven and earth, and re-walks the path of becoming a god, that is the opportunity for it to rise again.

After the Feipeng King's path to godhood was interrupted, the general trend of heaven and earth lost its goal, and he fell back to the earth, and the mist-like aura suddenly scattered in all directions, following the mountains and rivers and the leylines.

For a time, the heavens and the earth were silent, and even the sound of insects and birds disappeared, and only the mountains flew and roared.

Those demon beasts that scattered and fled at the beginning of the battle only dared to hide in the mountains and forests at this time, quietly looking towards this side, and did not dare to come back easily to investigate the situation.

Wu Zhao looked at the bloody Dapeng bird corpse, a little disgusted, especially when he saw the blood dripping from the mountains, he felt unappetizing.

Bai Ling'er on his back seemed to be lying on his stomach very comfortably, and he didn't bother to get down, and muttered on his back: "Uncle, I'm fainting with blood, my head is so dizzy, and I have no strength all over!"

Wu Zhao didn't know if what she said was true or not, but he didn't want to throw her down directly, so he carried her on his back, turned around and left the place, found a stream, and washed his face.

"Okay, now you can tell me what your 'mind reading technique' is!" Wu Zhao looked at her, paused, and said, "You haven't performed this technique on me!"

Bai Ling'er winked at him and grinned, "Uncle, guess?"

"If you want to wait for me to spank you, you can continue to let me guess!" Wu Zhaoban grimaced.

Bai Ling'er turned her head to look at her little buttocks, thought about it, and then twisted and pinched her little buttocks to turn to Wu Zhao, and muttered, "I know that the uncle is not well-intentioned!"

Wu Zhao: "......"