If I can’t invite God, I have no choice but to become a god myself.

Spiritual gods are indeed difficult to deal with.

[Breaking] itself is not a high-ranking word among Yanling, but even so, every time Chen Shu consumes [Breaking], it is a terrifying amount, even compared to the previous one that eliminated the sandstorm. The consumption of time is even more exaggerated, and the same is true for the consumption of the voice.

If he opens his mouth and says something like "die", I am afraid that even the current Chen Shu will be drained directly, and his throat may be completely destroyed as a result.

That was what Chen Shu didn't want to see.

"It's still too weak!"

"The realm of wandering gods is so weak that it can't even deal with an evil spirit during the test."

"Spirit God! We must break through the Spirit God as soon as possible!"

Chen Shu's thoughts swirled in his mind, and he thought a lot in an instant: "The speed of cutting leeks now is still too slow!"

"We must improve as soon as possible. I heard that in the new world, there are even realm masters who are still in their weak years. I don't know what it will be like with such strength."

It's really shameful to be like this now.

At this time, Chen Shu's body was covered with blood stains, and blood marks could be seen everywhere, as if he had been scratched by an extremely sharp knife, almost dyeing his entire body red.

But he didn't feel much pain, he just felt it was a bit undignified.

He took out his hand and drank another bottle of Roaring Potion.

The effect of moisturizing the throat is produced, and it is only at this time that the throat is slightly better.

Seeing that the evil spirit under his feet seemed to be getting up again, Chen Shu was preparing for a new round of torture.

From his body, the butcher's knife, which had been eager to appear since the beginning of the battle, was blocked by Chen Shu. At this time, he finally couldn't hold it back, and the huge blood energy burst out suddenly, There was a roar of grief and anger:

"You bastard!"

"You actually asked my lord to be stained with blood?! He deserves to be killed! He deserves to be killed!"

"Today, I will definitely drink your blood!"

"kill!!"

The butcher's knife's body was solid, and his eyes were filled with the anger of thousands of volcanic eruptions. After this time, even if the lord asked him to face the wall in the spiritual sea for ten thousand years, he would accept it.

At this moment, he wished he could kill this evil spirit first and then his own head!

Only in this way can he feel at ease.

Before Chen Shu could react, he saw the butcher's knife suddenly raising his hand. The blood between heaven and earth surged, as if it was about to converge into a huge long knife. At this time, the body of the evil spirit also looked like He instantly became smaller, as if he was about to be killed by this knife.

It is a kind of power that is like the judgment of heaven and earth.

At a certain moment, the evil thought spirit had a horrifying thought - he was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. With this knife, he would definitely die and his soul would be completely cut off!

It was a feeling of threat that far exceeded the threat Chen Shu brought to him, and directly threatened his life!

Damn it!

What the hell is this! ?

Boom!

It was like thunder exploding in the void, and the knife was swung down, carrying a fatal crisis. It seemed that the whisper of death was ringing in the ears, and the wailing cries of countless dead souls sounded together, bringing death. the sound of.

"Ho ho ho ho!!"

The evil spirit screamed for help, and its original scarlet eyes were replaced by panic, as if it had directly seen itself.

With this cut, it will really die!

Buzz…

There seemed to be fluctuations in the space, like ripples on the surface of the water, and a huge energy impact. An arm seemed to be stretched out from the void, as if it had traveled through ancient time and space, lying across the sky. between the two.

In an instant, the butcher's knife and the evil spirit seemed to be a world apart.

"Master of Realm!"

Zhang Mu and Luo Shan's voices sounded together. Such a method can only be accomplished by a realm master, and it is definitely not an ordinary realm master!

The position of Realm God can already control a territory, and he is a real big shot!

The [Pig Killing] function was unable to lock onto the pig for a moment. The blade of the sword stood horizontally in the air, but there was nothing left to kill.

A voice sounded, as if it had passed through the mountains, but it was still clearly audible: "You have passed the examination."

Chen Shu suddenly realized, this should be the examiner for this assessment?

I don’t know what kind of ability it is to be able to control evil spirits. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

With the eyes passing through, the space is like a mountain range that is winding, or like a winding corridor in a deep courtyard.

The brilliance in front of his eyes flickered, like a colorful light. As if after a long search, his eyesight squeezed out a path to the right path - Chen Shu arrived at an office.

The tabletop is neat and tidy, and there are not too many things on it. The side cabinet against the wall is filled with all kinds of books. Sitting in front of the table is a man who looks young. He has the bookish air of a scholar.

Suddenly, the man seemed to notice something and raised his head. With his eyes full of surprise, the two of them seemed to be looking at each other in the void.

The gaze is just a touch away.

Vaguely, Chen Shu seemed to hear the man sighing: "Good eyes..."

But the impression left on Chen Shu was not just that, the first feeling that came to him was that of power.

The huge sense of threat coming from his thoughts showed how powerful this person was. This was something that Chen Shu had never seen before. It was even compared to the mechanical realm divine master Wang Zao and the original Dong Feng. The gentlemen are all coming to be strong!

Is there such a powerful person in a training camp?

A smile appeared on Chen Shu's lips: "This is interesting. The more powerful people, the better!"

Only in this way can his great cause of cutting leeks be implemented more effectively.

The contact between Chen Shu and Mr. Jia only lasted a moment, but at this moment, the butcher's knife burst out with a roar:

"I am the Immortal Kingdom of God, the God-killing General!"

"Whose general are you!?"

The butcher's knife looked like a bad omen, with Qingmori saying: "You actually stopped me from killing this beast!"

He had no fear in his heart, and he dared to speak directly even when faced with beings much stronger than him.

Because "I sincerely feel that everything in the world is like a pig, and there is nothing that cannot be killed."

Let’s not talk about paranoia or paranoia. It is said that it is easier to know than to do. To a certain extent, Butcher’s Knife may not be considered a great talent who cannot combine knowledge and action.

"This spirit is my subordinate spirit. It is just for assessment. Isn't it necessary to kill...?" Mr. Jia did not directly ignore it, but explained.

Maybe he really believed in the evil of the pig-killing knife, and maybe he really thought he was a god-killing general...

"Zhan Shen, come back." Chen Shu said: "I'm not seriously injured, I just moved my hands and feet."

Buthu Dao suddenly turned around, his eyes widened:

"My lord, I once heard in a book that there is a saying that the Lord is worried about the humiliation of his ministers and the Lord is worried about the humiliation of his subjects and their death. Zhan Shen deeply agrees with this and believes that all ministers should practice it!"

"If I can't cut off my lord's head and offer it to him if he is stained with blood, I would be shameless to face him."

Chen Shu: "..."

What a fool who accepts death.

It wouldn't be good if you just cut off the instructor's attached spirit.

The question is, when will you become my subject? ?

"Let him use his head and collect it when the day comes."

Seeing Chen Shu's eyes, it seemed that the butcher's knife was making a loud sound and he said angrily: "Yes."

But when he turned around, his eyes looked at the evil spirit, but there was a deep look in his eyes.