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Chapter 41 [Resentment](1/2)

Chapter 41 [Grudge]

Author: Caixinguaguagua

Chapter 41 [Grudge]

Wu Dao's guess was correct.

Zhao Wei didn't return home all night, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The three boxers left behind in Panshui Town, Zhang Long, Li Hu and Cui Shan, waited anxiously all night and finally realized something had happened, and hurried into Shenyun Mountain before dawn.

Three boxers.

They are all experts at the peak of their physical strength. Their leg strength, eyesight, and perception are far beyond ordinary people. They quickly discovered the footprints left by everyone last night.

The three of them tracked all the way with anxiety, and when the sky was completely bright, they finally arrived at the last forest battlefield last night.

The pungent smell of blood.

It spreads again after the wind passes.

Most of the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground were red-armored bat foxes, but there were also some human body fragments mixed in!

"What a disaster..."

Zhang Long possessed himself and pulled out a fragment of Zhao Wei's clothes from the muddy swamp of flesh and blood, his face turned pale.

"There's one here too, it should be Meng Qingshan's..."

"Fang Tianliu's Broken Sword!"

"There is also Mao Ba's damaged talisman here."

"That piece of Wu Dao's clothes."

"Hiss, the eagle shark in the cocoon-breaking realm is also dead!"



The three of them searched for a while.

I found more relics left behind by everyone, and I was shocked and frightened.

Unimaginable.

What kind of brutal fighting happened in this area last night.

One breaks out of the cocoon.

Five masters with peak divine power.

All of them fell into the sand!

Yes.

In the eyes of Zhang Long and the others, Mao Ba Wu Dao is also dead because they also left behind "relics"

"This way!"

Suddenly, Li Hu screamed in the distance, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

The other two hurried over.

In the deep forest, trees collapsed, earth and rocks collapsed and exploded, destroying a large area. It seemed that two ancient ferocious beasts were fighting here last night.

And at the end of the battlefield.

A deformed monster body that had lost its upper body, lost its spirituality, and had turned into pus, water, and rotten flesh lay quietly on the ground.

Scattered around were some smelly fragments of upper body tissue.

seem.

It's a one-hit kill!

One blow destroyed his upper body and he died on the spot!

Who has this strength?

Zhang Long and the others were horrified. They immediately thought that Zhao Wei and the others were being stalked by mantises and cicadas.

and.

The strength of this oriole has surpassed the foundation building realm!

"Ahem, don't guess, it was probably Wu Dao who did it."

The three of them were in shock and doubt.

A weak voice came from the darkness.

"who?!"

The expressions of the three people changed and they yelled in panic.

But when they saw the figure walking out from behind the tree, their expressions froze.

If the person who came was not a real person in their perception, they almost thought they had encountered a corpse fraud incident.

"Taoist Master Mao Ba, what are you..."

The three of them looked at Mao Ba who came out from behind the giant tree where several people were hugging each other, and looked a little strange.

because.

The image of Mao Ba at this moment was too weird. His head was tilted at 90 degrees on his left shoulder, and he looked at people with a pair of cross-eyed eyes, like a ghost.

"Oh, I'm not good at studying, it's just a joke."

Mao Ba turned his position so that he would not look cross-eyed and look bitter and self-deprecating.

After escaping in the middle of the night.

He was almost dead.

If he hadn't brought enough backup this time, he might have ended up sleeping in an unknown wilderness forever.

But even if he pays a huge price later to get rid of the demonic smoke left in his body by Tai Sui of flesh and blood,

He still left behind sequelae——

The neck is crooked.

For a long time from now on, until he breaks through the Dao Fire Realm (breaks out of the cocoon) and rebuilds his body, he can only look at people with cross-eyed eyes.

The reason why he took the risk and returned to the battlefield.

It was because after recovering, he drove Qinghe again and found that Qinghe had completely lost his target.

Such a phenomenon.

It can only explain one thing——

Flesh and blood are too old to die!

When he heard the news, Mao Ba was shocked, ashamed, and had extremely complicated emotions.

He thought it was Yuntianliu and the others who came out of desperation and killed the flesh and blood Tai Sui.

And he is stupid.

He claims to be an upright Xian family, and after coming down from the mountain, he devoted himself to killing demons and restoring the right path, but he left Yuntianliu behind and became a shameful deserter!

In order not to be condemned by conscience.

Only then did he return to the mountain forest, thinking of doing what he could to make up for it.

As for sharing results.

He hadn't thought about it.

Who would have thought…

"Oh, time is also destiny."

Mao Ba sighed sadly, one wrong step after another, the encounters in life were too magical.

"Taoist Master, why do you say it was Wu Dao who did it?"

Zhang Long and the others saw the sad look on Mao Ba's face. They didn't know that Zhao Wei and others had indeed been killed.

But what they don't understand is.

Wu Dao is only in the realm of divine power, so how can he have the strength to be that oriole?

"You will understand when you look around here. I have never seen this person's cruelty in my life."

Mao Ba looked gloomy and pointed at a row of teeth marks not far away from chewing the ground, as well as some scattered fragments of human tongues.

And around everyone.

As long as you are careful, you can also find some clothing fragments left by Wu Dao, human tissue, and even half of the face that was torn off.

That look.
To be continued...
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