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Chapter 349 The prosperous world of him, the troubled world of mine

"Sky Knife, your weapon may have been lost in the explosion, we didn't find it!"

Mr. Swen's words made Wu Zhao stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "It's okay, I have backup weapons!"

In fact, before he was stunned, he received Ye Xue, the five-color feather fan, and the green-skin gourd into the Qiankun Ring, leaving only a pair of immortal armor.

Otherwise, Ye Xue's abnormality would be discovered by others.

If someone discovers Ye Xue’s abnormality, it will be another problem. Although he does not need to explain anything to others, if others ask him for advice, will he say it or not?

Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, Wu Zhao simply took Ye Xue back.

...

"Sky Knife!"

"Zengzhu Wu!"

...

After taking a break for a while, Wu Zhao, who performed the "Nine Heavens Xuanyuan Regeneration Technique" several times, recovered from his injuries and left the stone chamber.

The Imperial Spirit Army and the Holy Martial Academy students who appeared in front of him all greeted him.

Wu Zhao nodded, his eyes swept across the old men and children.

It is hard to imagine how these humans persisted until now on the earth star where monsters were everywhere.

When Wu Zhao saw the skinny, ragged, and somewhat distracted old men and children, he couldn't help but respect the spirit controlers and demons who were protecting them.

Logically speaking, the elderly and children are the most difficult vulnerable groups to survive here, but most of the people who survive here are the elderly and children.

It is conceivable how much those young people have paid for these elderly people and children.

He suddenly felt that he had been too concerned about gains and losses before. Compared with these spirit controlers and demons, he felt a little ashamed!

Seeing them like this, Wu Zhao felt a little uncomfortable. Especially those helpless and confused and fearful eyes of the children, they felt distressed.

The heroes from all walks of life think this is the best era, which allows them to realize their dream of immortal and martial arts flying in the sky and hiding the earth, but for ordinary people, this is the worst era.

Wu Zhao can be said to be a beneficiary of this era, and even because of his existence, China is at its peak among countries around the world.

This is his pride!

Who can imagine that he, who was originally just an ordinary person, could have grown to this level in just over a year.

His strength grew so fast that he didn't react, so he became the world's number one person.

Many times, he looks ordinary, like an ordinary person.

Although he is very strong, his temperament has not grown up with it, and he has no temperament and responsibility that a big man should have.

He drove many things to the shelves.

He was indeed complacent and secretly proud to be the number one person in China and even the world.

But he never thought that in this "golden prosperity" of spirit controlers and demons, there are still countless similar vulnerable groups.

Moreover, these people have basically been ignored by most people.

Under this "golden age", everyone's eyes are focused on those spirit masters and demon masters lying there, hoping that their children will become such people one day.

No one has time to pay attention to this type of vulnerable group, even the upper class will ignore it.

However, in the face of the pressure brought by the invasion of alien monsters, how many people will pay attention to this type of vulnerable group?

He shook his head, exhaled, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something. But in the end, he only said, "Everyone... cheer up, I'll take you home!"

Facing this sentence, everyone had no reaction, just looked at him quietly and nodded silently.

It was not until the spirit controlers and demons who protected them explained to them that they slowly came to their senses and knew who this young man was.

This gradually ignited a trace of desire to survive in their hearts.

Seeing this situation, Wu Zhao didn't know what to say, but his mood seemed a little heavy, and his hatred for those alien monsters became deeper.

The future of mankind can only be built on the tombstones of these alien monsters.

...

After asking those spirit controlers to take these humans out of the cave, Wu summoned out the demon spirit fish and took them slowly to the sky and flew northward.

Seeing this situation, those people's spirit controlers and demons couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If they had the strength of this and could use the demon spirit to fly these compatriots in the air, they would have survived more people.

Of course, in this case, it is easy to encounter alien giant beasts. If you really encounter alien giant beasts that can fly and leap in the air, the casualties will be even more severe.

Only this world's number one person dared to release the demon spirit so blatantly and take everyone to fly in the sky.

On the way, the old people gradually talked more and more, and there were more smiles on their faces.

The children began to look around carefully, and finally ran around on the back of the big fish, revealing their children's nature.

Seeing the smiles on their faces, Wu Zhao's mood also improved a lot.

He gradually felt that the burden on him had increased a little.

There are still too few masters in this world.

If there was a master of his level among these humans, these humans would not have died or injured so many people. Tens of thousands of compatriots are only hundreds of them, less than one tenth of them left.

...

More than four hours later, they finally saw the Qinglian Sect.

In this not-so-rich blood mist, blood-colored snowflakes floated over the Qinglian Sect.

Many people couldn't help but look surprised when they saw these classical buildings.

Especially when this classical architecture appears in the blood mist, it is easy to give people the feeling of watching ancient ghost movies.

Fortunately, many people in the Qinglian Sect practice swordsmanship and do not look quiet.

After passing by the Qinglian Sect, I soon saw Kunlun Ji, which is a modern floating city with a lot of people, giving people a sense of noisy.

Seeing this lively scene, the humans who went north finally cried with joy.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Wu Zhao also felt a little sore in his nose.

He took these humans to the Imperial Spirit Army's garrison and handed them over to the Imperial Spirit Army. After he asked them to arrange the places for these humans, he said goodbye to Brother Swen and the others and turned to the Qinglian Sect.

He was a little embarrassed about this kind of scene. This kind of scene was so easy to make his eyes wet. He always felt like sand was in his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to rub it a few times.

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"metropolitan……"

"metropolitan……"

Wu Zhao returned to Qinglian Sect, and the disciples of Qinglian Sect greeted him one after another.

Wu Zhao responded one by one, signaling them to work hard to practice, and then went straight back to the main hall on the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!
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