The Mauryan army found that the meteorite he sent out was just a phantom. Only the black demon is real.

It's just that the black demon spirit is too hideous, and in this night, it is a little unclear.

was smashed by the meteorite, and it also dissipated.

But the next moment, he felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and the feeling of danger coming directly enveloped his heart, blowing up his scalp and his hair standing on end.

He tried to dodge, but he found that his body seemed to be bound by something, and when he broke free, he felt a pain in his body.

......Shh

A blinding light flashed before his eyes.

He didn't feel anything but the pain and the light. Because, he has fallen into darkness, thoughtless darkness.

Woo Woo ......

The body of the Mauryan Dynasty army seemed to be dragged by two invisible forces, and then it was torn in half and fell on the grass.

Scarlet blood spilled in the night sky, and human internal organs and intestines fell all over the ground.

The picture is bloody!

Seeing this, the other Mauryan army couldn't help but widen their eyes.

He never thought that his companion would be solved in one move when facing this young man, and that kind of 'how is it possible' emotion was directly written on his face.

The next moment, he turned and fled.

In the face of such an unfathomable opponent with unfathomable cultivation, if you don't escape, are you still waiting for death like this?

But at this moment, a sudden gust of fierce wind blew towards him, and it slowed him down by more than two or three beats.

Behind him, Wu Zhao's speed was like a rocket, shooting towards him.

Behind Wu Zhao, there was also a gust of wind pushing him forward.

As a result, the two opposite winds quickly brought the figures of the two people closer.

Wu Zhao unleashed the 'Boundless Knife of the Sea' at the figure, and the figure pulled out a short stick from his waist and resisted it.

However, to the surprise of the Mauryan Army, when the night snow in Wu Zhao's hand slashed on the short stick, it instantly cut the short stick into two pieces.

Then, wave after wave of knife momentum, like a tide, directly hit the chest and abdomen of the Peacock Dynasty army, and blood lines soared.

However, the Mauryan Army felt that it was difficult for his body to move, as if it was squeezed by the endless wind in all directions.

How could he dodge the surging sword momentum like a tide?

He could only watch the sword light shine in front of him, and he could only watch as blood lines shot up in front of him.

Waves of pain, like a tidal wave, swept towards his brain.

Until he could no longer resist this pain and fell into boundless darkness.

When Wu Zhao put away the night snow, the wind around him also calmed down, and the turbulent lake also retreated into the lake like a tide.

Then, the body of the Mauryan Dynasty army suddenly collapsed, and the flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground like a heavenly maiden, and the scarlet blood was actually not obvious in this blood-misted world.

The whale beneath his feet slowly shrank and flew back to the tent with him.

On the edge of the tent, Luo Xiaoxian saw Wu Zhao coming back, jumped up directly, and threw himself at him.

"Daddy, you are really a genius, you actually know how to use the wind magic power like this!"

"Haha...... How's that? Calling the wind and calling the rain, for me, there is no need to chant a mantra! As long as my mind moves, the wind will rise and the clouds will fly......

Luo Xiaoxian put his arms around his neck and wondered a little: "Daddy, your demon spirit is obviously a fat-headed fish, why is the awakened supernatural power of resisting the wind?

"What fathead fish, that's Kunpeng!

Wu Zhao stretched out his hand and ravaged his daughter's little face, "There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is." Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng Zhi migrated to the south of the world, the water hit 3,000 miles, and swayed up to 90,000 miles. The wind is below, carrying the blue sky ......"

"Daddy, Daddy, you're wrong!"

"Daddy is wrong! Daddy is right!"

“......”

For the sake of the little face, Luo Xiaoxian decided to give her father a little face.

Otherwise, her father would probably have collapsed.

After a while, Wu Zhao said, "Baby, borrow a little bit of your samadhi true fire." ”

"How to borrow?" Luo Xiaoxian looked confused.

"You put some samadhi fire out!"

The little one spread out his palm, and a small flame appeared in her palm. A light breeze swept in, but the little flame only flickered, but did not leave her little hand.

"Baby, let go of your grip on it and let the wind fly with it for a while!"

“......”

When she let go of her grip on the flame, it fluttered in the wind.

It's just that the next moment, that small flame instantly turned into a fire in the sky, which frightened Wu Zhao and quickly rolled up a gust of wind. But the stronger the wind, the greater the fire, and the flames almost rolled upside down.

Fortunately, the flames fell to the ground and spread across the grass.

Wu Zhao controlled the Wind Divine Power, swept away the shattered corpses with the flames.

In fact, the two Mauryan Dynasty soldiers died a little unjustly, and they had not yet shown their true strength before they were killed by Wu Zhao.

If they pay a little attention, they won't be easily restrained by the wind. Although that restraint is only a matter of an instant, a master's move, in an instant, can determine eternity.

Wu Zhao just cast an eight-step dragon tour, took a step, and was behind that guy.

And the latter one, obviously frightened by the strength he showed, coupled with the miscalculation of the sharpness of the night snow in Wu Zhao's hand, was caught off guard, and then it was too late to redeem it.

One step late, one step late, and then he was taken away by Wu Zhao to a wave.

Of course, Wu Zhao's strength is stronger than theirs, that's for sure.

From the fact that he was able to control the lake and the wind easily, it could be seen that his spiritual power was more than one step stronger than the two Mauryan army.

If it was one-on-one, Wu Zhao would kill them even if he couldn't kill them immediately.

And when that guy was shrouded in the sword power of the 'Infinite Knife of the Sea', everything was already doomed. The sea is immeasurably knife, a knife is more fierce than a knife, a knife is more than a knife wave, let it unfold, then everything will be irreparable.

Unless the strength is stronger than him, the sword momentum is broken by force.

Otherwise, even if the strength is equal, it will be difficult to resist this endless tidal offensive.

Of course, if Luo Xiaoxian helped, it would be easier.

However, Wu Zhao didn't want Luo Xiaoxian to kill people and kill big monsters, he didn't mind, but killing people ...... She was so small and looked so innocent, how could Wu Zhao bear that her pink little hands were stained with human blood?

As a father, how could he be willing to let his daughter do such a thing!

Now Wu Zhao has become more and more in the role of his father.

After those broken corpses were burned to ashes and the surroundings became bare, Wu Zhao motioned for Luo Xiaoxian to take back the flames.

He was really a little frightened by this samadhi real fire, and it was too easy to get angry.

Although the Hell Flame on the other side had the name of Hell, when he cast it, Wu Zhao was not afraid, because they were equal in strength.

But this samadhi true fire, when exerted in Luo Xiaoxian, is much more terrifying than that hellish flame.

Seeing that it was still dawn, Wu Zhao hugged his daughter and got into the tent again.

However, neither of them was sleepy, Wu Zhao had just finished killing people, and he still needed to slow down, and he was going to watch an episode of anime to suppress the shock.

The little girl nestled in his arms didn't feel sleepy, and when she saw her father watching anime, she said she wanted to watch it too. Then the father and daughter were silly at the 'Lady and the Grey Lady'.

Before dawn the next day, Wu Zhao got out of the tent and practiced the breathing method.

After the practice was over and the sky was bright, Wu Zhao packed up his things and prepared to camp in another place.

After all, this place has become a place to kill, which is really a bit unlucky.

The pots and pans were all packed up and hung on the back of the big flower, and then with a movement of his mind, the demon spirit big black kun came out from under the pile of dragon lizard beasts.

The demon spirit Da Kun lifted the pile of dragon lizard meat, Wu Zhao jumped on the back of the kun, Luo Xiaoxian waved his small hand, and the big flower that suddenly had a genetic disease onset was taken on the back of the kun, and the big kun flew into the air.

The father and daughter changed places, and after a few days, the pile of dragon lizard meat was finally consumed by them.

Then, at the signal of Luo Xiaoxian, Wu Zhao rode the big flower and headed northeast.

There is no need to sit on the big black fish that goes high and high, and the big flower means that he is refreshed and does not feel that being used as a mount is a kind of bitterness at all.

Its four claws flew like lightning, over mountains and mountains, and occasionally cleared its throat, eager to sing a song. Dahua's cheerful performance made Wu Zhao wonder if this product had Stockholm Syndrome?

In the evening, they came to a large city, the City of Daylight.

It's just that in Sunshine City, which is shrouded in blood mist, it is no longer possible to see the clear and clean sky that once was. Like the city, it is in a state of semi-ruin.

Therefore, Wu Zhao was not in the mood to hang out, and with the certificate of the Imperial Spirit Army, he rested at the Imperial Spirit Army garrison for one night.

After filling all the electrical appliances and shopping in the city, spending tens of thousands of dollars, they once again embarked on a journey to the northeast.

Along the way, they encountered some Spirit Warriors, as well as some freelance orcs.

However, Wu Zhao didn't greet them and walked away from them.

When another full moon night came, Wu Zhao called his parents and told them to pay attention to safety, and then continued to sleep in the mountains and forests with his daughter Luo Xiaoxian.

With Luo Xiaoxian here, Wu Zhao was not worried about the monster riot at all.

What's more, he is also quite confident in his own strength.

Along the way, except for those big monsters, he really couldn't do anything, and all the other troubles were solved by Wu Zhao by himself.

And this time, he also wanted to see what kind of crazy state the demon beasts in the wild would be on this full moon night.

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