The pyramid-shaped altar collapsed, accompanied by a cloud of dust.

A golden-backed praying mantis with an oily green body stood tall in the ruins, but the face of the high priest had turned pale, and a touch of black blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that his condition was not particularly good.

"Hehe, that kid thinks that he can kill me with just some Yin Fire Thunder Beads, which is too underestimating me. The High Priest chuckled.

Ahem!

Zhang Mo's two light coughs made the mood of the great priest fall to the bottom.

"Go die!" the Great Priest shouted, swinging his forelimbs directly at Zhang Mo's head.

Zhang Mo suddenly had a misty short sword in his hand, which was the Shui Yun Sword left to him by his cheap master, Jiu Jian Xian.

"Cloud Sword Swirling!"

Zhang Mo let out a low snort, and the Shui Yun Sword immediately turned into a white smoke, the thickness of his arm, and directly wrapped around the forelimbs of the golden-backed green-bodied mantis.

The Great Priest immediately urged the golden-backed green-bodied mantis to break free from the Water Cloud Sword that had turned into smoke, but although the smoke turned into this Water Cloud Sword looked very light, it was strong and abnormal, and it was difficult to break free.

"Slash!"

A muffled snort came out of Zhang Mo's mouth, and a series of skills of this Shuiyun Sword were still developed by him in boredom on the way.

Choke!

The forelimbs of the golden-backed green-bodied mantis were cut off in response, and the high priest spit out a mouthful of black blood and then did not wake up, and at the same time, the possessed golden-backed green-bodied praying mantis also collapsed.

At the moment when the Great Priest landed, a figure galloped in, and then several cold rays crossed the neck of the Great Priest, and the head of the Great Priest was cut off by these cold rays in an instant, and after flying in the air for a while, it fell directly to the ground, and rolled a few times before stopping.

It was Lakala who had been hiding behind Zhang Mo who made the shot, at this time she had a few yellow and black markings on her face, and her eyes turned green, and she looked like she was possessed.

"It's not a good place to stay long, let's go. Zhang Mo frowned, his divine sense swept around, and he had already found many warriors from the Huaman tribe coming from both sides.

"Shangxian, you go first, I will go to the secret room to get something and I will meet you. A hint of fierceness flashed in Lakala's eyes and he said, "The chieftain and the high priest of the Huaman tribe are dead, and no one in their tribe can threaten me anymore, so I should also take a bad breath for our Lakala tribe today." ”

Zhang Mo sighed secretly, stretched out his hand and took out two Shenxing talismans and handed them to Lakala and said: "You take these two Shenxing talismans, in case something happens, stick the talisman paper on your legs, and you can escape." ”

"Thank you!" Lakala suddenly pounced and kissed Zhang Mo on the cheek with a trembling body before turning to leave.

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did he take out the rune paper and prepare to run away on his legs, but after a closer look, he actually took two rune papers by mistake, and then Zhang Mo was a little hurried on the road and bumped into some people from the Huaman tribe, and finally ran out of the village crookedly.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you kid to be a chick. The Poison Venerable said with a secret laugh.

"You're old enough, why do you talk about it every day. Zhang Mo's face turned red and said, even he didn't know what was going on just now, and suddenly he lost his former calm, and his head was empty in an instant.

"But you can rest assured that girl, what if she takes the essence blood of the barbarian god and runs away?" the Poison Venerable said with a hesitant smile.

"People always have to trust others once, right?" Zhang Mo said with a sigh.

"This barbarian god is possessed, which is also a good skill, but if you want to gain stronger power, you can't. Hearing Zhang Mo's words, Venerable Poison didn't say more, everyone had their own way of thinking, so he didn't want to impose his own ideas on Zhang Mo's body.

"What do you mean by this old saying is that there is any other way to use the essence blood of this barbarian god?" Zhang Mo also heard the meaning of the Poison Venerable's words, and immediately followed the Poison Venerable's words and asked.

The Poison Venerable was silent for a while and did not answer Zhang Mo's words.

"Old Poison, are you making a noise?" Zhang Mo said a little anxiously, "Half of the words are in a hurry." ”

The Poison Venerable sighed and said, "Actually, I'm not sure if this method will work, let's wait until that girl gets the essence blood." ”

About an hour later, Zhang Mo was holding a bottle of triangular crystal in a hidden cave, this triangular crystal was transparent, and in the center of the triangular crystal was a drop of dark golden viscous liquid, which was the essence blood of the savage gods that the Lakala tribe had always preserved.

In fact, it is said that it is a barbarian god, according to the investigation of the poison venerable, who is a know-it-all, there is a good chance that these barbarian gods came to the Kunpeng Continent from other levels.

Then, for some reason, these barbarian gods all disappeared into the Kunpeng Continent at once, leaving only some traces of their stay in various parts of the Kunpeng Continent.

Because these barbarian gods appeared earlier, there were too few records related to the immortal cultivation realm, so even the Poison Venerable didn't know much.

Zhang Mo took a deep breath, reached out and held the triangular crystal and twisted it gently, and the triangular crystal was unscrewed.

There was a small groove in the middle of the triangular crystal, and the dark golden essence blood was shaking to itself.

Whew!

A terrifying sound suddenly came from the dark golden essence blood.

At the same time, this dark golden drop of essence blood suddenly changed, and after that sound, Zhang Mo saw a phantom shadow emerge from the essence blood.

This phantom is actually very human, except that there are two more sharp horns on its head.

As soon as this phantom appeared, it immediately pounced on Zhang Mo's forehead, and it disappeared into Zhang Mo's forehead in an instant.

Then a tall and muscular god with two horns suddenly appeared in Zhang Mo's sea of knowledge, and this wild god didn't speak, just stayed quietly in Zhang Mo's sea of knowledge.

After this incident, Zhang Mo did not hesitate, and immediately began to form a complex handprint according to the Blood Melting Technique that the Poison Venerable said.

Rise!

Zhang Mo let out a low snort, and the drop of dark golden essence blood in front of him immediately appeared in front of him.

Then Zhang Mo's lips trembled, the spiritual power in his body kept surging, and mysterious runes began to appear on his body.

After a moment's effort, Zhang Mo took out the Huoyun Sword and cut a wound directly on his finger, the mystical runes on his body flashed again, and a drop of red blood immediately slipped from the wound, and this drop of blood even had a faint golden light, which was Zhang Mo's natal essence blood.

Then Zhang Mo stretched out his hand and pointed at his natal essence blood, and began to form some complex handprints, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body began to surge again.

"Hey!"

Zhang Mo's mouth let out a low cry, and a magical scene happened, the two drops of essence blood suspended in front of him actually attracted each other like magnets, and slowly began to approach.

Eventually, the two drops of blood began to fuse, but as soon as the two drops of blood fused together, the two drops of essence blood began to splash like water on a frying pan.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo immediately urged the spiritual power in his body to start surging wildly, and at the same time, the speed at which he knotted his handprints became faster and faster.

The tiny essence blood that splattered out began to be slowly pulled back again, fused together drop by drop.

Next, Zhang Mo's spiritual power began to input non-stop, and at the same time, he also began to hold the spirit stone in his hand to replenish the lost spiritual energy.

As time passed, a layer of fine sweat began to ooze from Zhang Mo's forehead, and at the same time, the ground was also full of spirit stones that had been sucked out of spiritual energy.

I don't know how long it took, but when the sky was slightly bright, Zhang Mo finally fused his essence blood with the essence blood of the savage gods.

What appeared in front of Zhang Mo now was a drop of dark golden essence blood, but the color was not as dark as before, and it was slightly lighter.

Then Zhang Mo opened his mouth and directly sucked this drop of essence blood into his mouth and swallowed it, and at the same time began to meditate cross-legged, refining this drop of essence blood.

The process of refining was even longer than fusion, and it took Zhang Mo a full day.

When the refining was successful, Zhang Mo's back actually showed the law of a wild god, and this law phase could be controlled by Zhang Mo, but the figure of the law phase was relatively vague, but even so, the blow of this law phase could be comparable to the full force of a monk in the late stage of foundation building, but once the law phase was cast, Zhang Mo would inevitably run out of spiritual power and be unable to move.

"You're in good luck. The Poison Venerable secretly said in surprise, "It stands to reason that there will be a trace of the projection of the Barbarian God hidden in the essence blood of the Barbarian God, if you want to refine the essence blood of the Barbarian God, you must erase the projection hidden in it, but your luck is better, the projection directly enters your sea of knowledge, which also saves a lot of trouble." ”

"I'm not bad, now this projection stays in my sea of knowledge, and I can't drive it away, but you should think of a way for me. Zhang Mo said with a sad face.

"Bastard boy, if you get cheap, you still sell it!" the Poison Venerable shouted angrily, "This projection is not conscious now, if your strength is improved in the future, you can directly refine this projection, and then your divine consciousness can be taken to the next level, you really don't know how to be blessed in the blessing!"

"Hehe, it's the kid who is reckless, and I hope the poisonous old man will forgive me. As soon as Zhang Mo heard the explanation of the Poison Venerable, he was also relieved at the moment.

"You have to remember that if you want to improve the strength of the Law Phase Projection, you must increase the essence and blood content of the Barbarian God in your body, but my Blood Melting Technique is not a picky eater, as long as it is the essence blood of the Barbarian God. The Poison Venerable said with a sneer.

"Poison Lao, you can't mean it, right?" Zhang Mo's mood was a little bad again, after all, for the Hundred Barbarian Tribe, the essence blood of the barbarian gods involved the inheritance of the great sacrifices in the tribe, how could they easily hand over the essence blood to others.

"I've said it so far, it's up to you whether you do it or not, anyway, you're going to get poison arrowwood, and the matter of essence and blood is just incidental. The Poison Venerable said nonchalantly.