Zhao Shu and Kunpeng went straight away.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation?" The black shadow saw that the face of the big sword on all sides changed sharply, and his body quickly reversed.

When Zhao Shu heard this voice, his face changed slightly, and he could know that the person in the Zhuxian Sword Formation must be the last chaotic person.

Zhao Shu's eyes swept over, and what he saw was an eight-foot-tall man with a face like a crown of jade.

"Yang Jian!" Zhao Shu recognized this person as the real Yang Jian at a glance, because the third eye was too obvious.

"Kill this person first, I want his body!" Yang Jian roared angrily, and a flash of light burst out of his eyes, shooting directly into the single eye of the Three-Eyed God of War.

Kunpeng and Zhao Shu also immediately took out the primordial god of this god of war.

The three of them killed the so-called Three-Eyed God of War.

Yang Jian refined his body.

Zhao Shu used the Yuan Shen to condense the spell, and Kunpeng used this soul to condense a black talisman.

Zhao Shu glanced at Kunpeng's runes, and understood in his heart that this Kunpeng had comprehended his own method from the Buddhist mantras of Guanyin and Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhao Shu's condensed spell was red gold, like a spell to control a fierce beast.

Zhao Shu held this spell in his palm and flicked it lightly.

A black rune flew out of this spell, directly detaining a three-eyed spirit clan.

The three-eyed spirit clan looked at Zhao Shu and said with a respectful expression: "See the master!"

"Spread the rune!"

Zhao Shu extracted a primordial spirit from this three-eyed spirit clan, and condensed it into this black rune.

Zhao Shu smiled coldly, and the three-eyed spirit clan respectfully spread this rune.

When the second Three-Eyed Spirit Clan was controlled by the rune, the main talisman in Zhao Shu's hand grew a little stronger.

Zhao Shu couldn't help but rejoice when he saw that it was effective.

It's just that this propagation is a bit difficult, and you need to cast the talismans one by one.

"Your method is good, control these spirit clans, and then extract a trace of the primordial god to strengthen your main talisman!"

Kunpeng was a little surprised, his black runes could only devour the soul of the spirit race, and used it as a source of his own power to cast a spell.

This is a one-time cast, and there is no such subtlety as Zhao Shu's continuous extraction of the primordial spirit.

This is the result of Zhao Shu and Kunpeng's different cultivation and knowledge.

When the two of them condensed the method, Yang Jian on the side had already directly condensed the god of war, and a team of golden wings grew out of his body.

He stretched out his hand and took the three-pointed two-edged knife, looked at Zhao Shu and Kunpeng and said coldly, "Who are you?

Yang Jian waved his hand, and the huge black dog ran to Yang Jian's side.

"This is your uncle, I am Kunpeng, the same generation as your uncle and master, you should also call an elder!"

Kunpeng smiled.

Yang Jian's face suddenly changed greatly, and he looked at Zhao Shu and said: "Are you the Jade Emperor?" No, you are Zhao Shu, hmph, a chaos has been shattered, and now you and I are both innate gods in chaos, where did you come from!"

I have refined this Spirit Clan, and I will be the body of the Spirit Clan in the future, you had better leave!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Zhao Shu ignored him either, he only wanted to find other Terrans now.

"You'd better leave, the further inland you go, the more masters of the Spirit Clan, the Spirit Clan's Divine Court has issued an order to strangle the Terrans in the Great Wilderness!"

Yang Jian's voice came coldly.

Zhao Shu and Kunpeng were stunned, and they both understood in their hearts that this Great Desolate Spirit Clan was really here.

"You and I have killed the master of this Green Cow City!

As Kunpeng spoke, Zhao Shu smiled and said, "I don't have to kill the Spirit Clan to enhance the power of the talisman."

But you and I are like the last chaotic demon, slaughtering the entire city as soon as we make a move!"

Kunpeng laughed: "Yes, aren't beings like you and me the last chaotic demon?" Hide and be hunted down by the masters of the Spirit Clan!"

Kunpeng laughed, and his figure disappeared into the Green Cow City.

Zhao Shu walked in the Green Cow City, looking for the masters of the Spirit Clan, and planted the talisman seal into their bodies.

Kunpeng, on the other hand, directly killed those spirit clans, and the two had different methods.

But the effect is almost the same.

At dawn, half of the = Spirit Clan masters in Qingniu City disappeared, while the other half was controlled by Zhao Shu.

"Zhao Shu, I'm going to practice alone!Find those old friends from my previous life!" Kunpeng looked at Zhao Shu and smiled.

Zhao Shu nodded and said, "It's okay, I hope we can find more people!"

Zhao Shu also turned around and left, they turned Qingniu City upside down, and they had to leave separately.

"The master of the Spirit Clan has come, you can't stop it!" As the two spoke, Yang Jian's voice came from the void.

Zhao Shu and Kunpeng glanced at each other and left quickly.

When the two left, a large number of Spirit Clan masters appeared in the void, and they split into two groups to kill Zhao Shu and Kunpeng.

Zhao Shu ran the method of moving, and disappeared in a few moments.

These Spirit Clan masters looked at the vanished Zhao Shu, resentful in their hearts, but helpless.

In a ruined temple in Liucheng.

Zhao Shu looked at the three-eyed and two-winged deity in the broken temple, his eyes were full of different colors, and he wanted to know what type of deity this deity was.

At this moment, a lightning-like sound suddenly sounded outside the ruined temple.

Zhao Shu looked up, and he didn't know when a layer of black fog was shrouded outside the ruined temple.

Outside this black mist, several blue-white rays of light, wandering like a belt, like lightning and fire, swirled back and forth around the black mist, wanting to rush in.

But the black mist was extremely peculiar.

The usual clouds and mist, as soon as the wind blows, disperse in all directions, but this mist is condensed like substance, black like ink, no matter how those blue and white electric lights are swirled, they will not be shaken in the slightest.

"Spells, last chaos spells, how easy to use them, who is this?"

Zhao Shu thought in his heart.

The battle continued, and when the sky turned from hazy to bright, the few green gold electric lights seemed to retreat a little, and suddenly the light was flourishing, and they wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the black fog.

It's just that at this moment, the black dense mist brilliance is also soaring, and the blue and white brilliance will be swallowed up with a swish, and at this critical juncture, the blue and gold brilliance suddenly hit Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu raised his hand to stop it, and suddenly this golden brilliance merged with the runes of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

Zhao Shu raised his hand and looked at it, and the runes in his palm actually had a touch of substance.

"Can you condense the materials of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda?" Zhao Shu was surprised, as long as these runes of his own got the corresponding materials, they could become new pagodas.

At this time, the mist, after the blue and white electric light disappeared, suddenly shrunk into a ball, revealing a Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a pale face and a rickety body.

The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves, took the mist into it, and patted the stained Taoist robe with his hand.

"Dao robe, hehe, I didn't expect to see a Taoist!" Zhao Shu felt that this old man was becoming more and more strange!