Bang.

The formation that condensed countless wisdoms broke a crack.

Some scattered forces crossed the pipes that accommodated them and sprinkled onto the ground.

What a pity.

Zhou Shu watched these lost powers, as if he was thinking about it, not about the winner, but about the power of chaos.

Of course, the power of chaos is not the power of chaos, and it is impossible to obtain it with this method. Wisdom is sometimes poor. Even if a formation built by human power can generate a trace of chaos, it will break the formation at the moment of its generation. No formation can accommodate the real power of chaos, even if it is acquired.

Perhaps only by chance that integrates the will of heaven can chaos be born, just like Mizhu in the past.

Even the Great City Lord failed, and what he did in Xianshu City was probably useless.

The city lord was still in anger and did not notice his formation, that is, the foundation of the Prison Prison Prison had begun to loosen. He just persistently mobilized his chaotic power that was about to be perfect, and washed Zhou Shu without reservation. He did not realize that Zhou Shu was not damaged at all under the pressure of so many forces, which was completely different from the previous one.

It's time.

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Master, calm down."

The big face shook, but the strength did not stop quickly. After a long time, it began to weaken slowly.

The city lord looked at Zhou Shu, "I actually want me to calm down. I am your enemy."

My mind calmed down a little, and I felt a lot of disdain for Zhou Shu. "No wonder your Shu Tao has never been promoted. The creator of the charitable Taoist who is destined to die early, of course, your Tao is the same."

Zhou Shu laughed, "Master, my Tao will not die because of you."

"Because of me?"

The city lord looked slightly confused and then sneered, "I sent someone to learn your way, not to let it be carried forward!"

Zhou Shu sighed slightly, "Master, do you want to know why you can't kill us? In fact, it's not because your power of chaos has weaknesses."

“No weakness?”

The city lord's mind tightened, but his originally depressed mood increased.

Zhou Shu's words - the difference in the power of chaos - disturbed his mind, but more importantly, the fact that Zhou Shu and his group of people could not die was the fundamental reason why he became irritable about the power of chaos. If the power of chaos has no weakness, it is another reason for them not to die, then he can still rely on the power of chaos to achieve his goals.

Zhou Shu nodded seriously, "Think about it carefully, even if you have weaknesses, with my current strength, I may not be able to find it, let alone capture it."

The city lord said slowly, "This sentence is wrong. You are a creator and you cannot measure your strength by your realm. If you can't even find your weakness, you may really have no weaknesses."

Although my words were calm, my heart was excited.

Zhou Shu nodded and said affirmatively, "Then there is no."

Looking at Zhou Shu, the city lord felt it was inexplicably pleasing to the eye and said seriously, "The power of chaos has no weakness."

He had no idea that because of the obsession with the power of chaos, his emotions had been completely affected by Zhou Shu, and he was even guided and controlled. To put it bluntly, this is the terrible thing about the mind. As long as he has an obsession, no matter how high the realm is, it will be affected and changed.

Zhou Shu said slowly, "Does the lord of the big city want to know the reason why we are not dead?"

"It doesn't matter. As long as it has nothing to do with the power of chaos, I am not interested. I think you are not bad. If you are willing to stay in the prison prison, I will not be able to let you go. If I destroy Elder Shadow in the future, I can also carry you," the lord of the city paused and looked at Zhou Shu with appreciation, "Just say it, is it because it is not dead? In fact, I have guessed some of it, it must be the protection of the saint, right?"

Zhou Shu laughed, "Haha, we are not saint seeds."

The city lord paused and ignored it, "What is that?"

Zhou Shu looked at him and said with a smile, "Because the power of chaos studied by the Great City Lord is actually the power of Shu I created. Think about it carefully, how could the power I created myself hurt me and my people?"

"No wonder..."

After listening absent-mindedly, the lord of the city suddenly realized something, "You said..."

Zhou Shu said word by word, "The power of chaos does not have any weakness, but what the city lord gets is not the power of chaos, but my power of Shu."

Bang!

The cylinder suddenly exploded.

The scattered power flew everywhere, and the big faces on the cylinder were divided into several pieces, one piece here and one piece there, but no matter which piece, you can see the anger and despair in it. Despair is more, much more...

The city lord's heart, which was originally calm and even excited, was suddenly swept to the bottom of the valley by Zhou Shu.

He also stepped on it a few times.

After 60,000 years of hard work, what I got was Zhou Shu's power? What did I do over the years?

He was only one step away from the saint, but suddenly became Zhou Shu’s believer?

At this moment, his heart was like a chicken farm. He was suddenly hit by a lightning bolt. Thousands of chickens inside were fried into a ball. They were still brave. Most of them were scared to death, dying, jumping, and suddenly became in chaos.

I can't even say something to question.

It would be fine if he didn't rely on the Prison Prison. His body was there, and even if his mind was lost, his strength could be stabilized in his body and would not run around. However, he had long become the eye of the Prison Prison Prison, and he had no substantial body. When something went wrong with him, the formation exploded and the power would also disappear.

As the cylinder collapsed and the power was scattered everywhere, Zhou Shu also lost his restraint, and his body was revived and he flew out immediately.

This is Zhou Shu's opportunity, and it may be the only opportunity. In no time, the city lord should wake up. Even if he cannot be fully awake, a city lord who is one step away from the saint will still be a great threat even if his mind is confused and even without will. Therefore, he must take advantage of this period of time to do what he must do - save everyone.

"Old Zhu, Caiying!"

"exist!"

Zhu Dashan is rare to be concise.

Caiying jumped up in joy and ignored his scars. "Zhou, you are finally willing to pay attention to me. Have you solved the Great City Lord? The enemy on this side of me suddenly disappeared!"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "Absolutely, what are the requirements Sun Juan has?"

Zhu Dashan quickly said, "The people in the first three levels have been rescued, and the power of annihilation has been basically eliminated. Now my mission is to keep the exit and prevent the enemy from going down and coming up. Xiao Zhou, do you still have enemies there? Do you need our help?"

"Understood."

Zhou Shu pondered for a few moments, "Tell him that you don't have to guard a few more exits. If an enemy comes, you can let it go."

Zhu Dashan nodded immediately, "Okay."
Chapter completed!