Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Chat Group for Descendants

Although Patriarch Bliss hadn't recovered his strength yet, the opponent was an emperor-level beast after all, and he suppressed them not only by blood, but also by ability.

Therefore, when the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox faced Patriarch Bliss, its strength was also greatly weakened.

Seeing this, although the two nine-tailed demon foxes were very helpless, they had no choice but to bite the bullet.

After seeing this scene, Su Tu knew that he could not continue to sit still, so after the two nine-tailed foxes got on, he also assisted in the attack from behind.

The strange fire whizzed out and formed a long dragon directly, heading towards the direction where Patriarch Bliss was.

With Xiao Yan's sacrifice and the blessing of the system, Su Tu's ability to play with fire has already far surpassed that of the other party.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Patriarch Bliss looked at all this with disdain.

Although Su Tu's offensive was fierce, to Patriarch Bliss, it was just tickling him.

Although the strength of the two nine-tailed demon foxes is strong, they are mutated monsters one level lower than him after all. The only thing that makes Patriarch Bliss feel a headache is probably the one hundred thousand holy-level heavenly horses.

Although the strength of these celestial horses is mediocre, its power can be imagined after gathering a hundred thousand.

"What is the origin of this Sutu?"

Ji Huaiyu's face turned pale. He didn't expect that Su Tu, a practitioner born in the ninth area, would have so many cards.

He, a young master of a family in the first area, doesn't have as many hole cards as his opponent.

"I do not know either."

Zhou Qing who was standing beside Ji Huaiyu spread his hands.

"However, brother Su has always been extremely mysterious, so it's not surprising that he has such a means."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Ji Huaiyu looked at Zhou Qing in disbelief, as if he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing.

"You tell me it's not a surprise?"

"I've said it all, if it's Brother Su, then all this is not unacceptable, after all... this guy always likes to surprise people."

When it came to the end, Zhou Qing's tone was also a bit bitter.

Although he regarded Su Tu as a good brother, there was still a burst of envy and hatred in his heart.

Just as Ji Huaiyu thought, he was born in the first district anyway, but compared with Su Tu, he seemed to be living in a slum.

At least he doesn't have these means of the other party.

He also has a good father.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing also shook his head.

"People are more popular than dead people."

"Indeed, people are more popular than people."

After hearing this, Ji Huaiyu nodded in empathy.

It was always others who said this to him, and now it was his turn to say it to others.

It's really turning around.

While the two were talking, Su Tu also fought against Patriarch Bliss.

In terms of his own strength, Su Tu is obviously not the opponent of Patriarch Bliss, but the former can indeed compete with Patriarch Bliss with his skilled combat experience and many cards.

Another black mist composed of countless innocent souls attacked Su Tu's face.

Even if the distance is not in front of you, Su Tu still heard the cries of countless innocent souls from the black mist.

Those cries seemed to have the function of affecting other people's minds. Su Tu's face froze, and his soul power instantly wrapped his ears to isolate the cries from his ears. But even so, the cries still caused some pain to Su Tu. Negative impact.

And at this moment, the black mist had already arrived in front of Su Tu.

The black gold python that was originally taken into the fairyland by Su Tu suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then went towards the black mist. The colorful scales melted the moment they touched the black mist, and then returned to himself s color.

There was a shrill scream, and countless scars appeared on the black gold python's body.

But at this moment, Su Tu forcibly took the other party back into the fairyland again.

Although the black gold python is a monster of the king level, the opponent can't intervene in a battle of this scale, unless the opponent's number is as large as the holy rank Pegasus.

If that's the case, then Su Tu doesn't have to be afraid of Patriarch Bliss, after all, even a hundred thousand black gold pythons can kill the opponent directly even in a wheel battle.

With the disappearance of the black gold python, some black mist appeared in front of Su Tu. Su Tu took a deep breath, and then summoned the power of the source, covering the whole body, and at the same time, the strange fire also roared. Out, several lotus flowers formed again and headed in the direction of Patriarch Bliss.

Under Qin Shihuang and Zhu Yuanzhang's many sacrifices, Su Tu's original power has already recovered to more than 90, so even though his strength is not as good as the ancestor of Bliss, he is not afraid of the opponent at all in terms of power consumption .

It can be said that Su Tu's battle was not that he was fighting alone, but that the entire Xianyu was fighting with him.

After entering the black mist, Su Tu clearly felt that sad breath became stronger,
"Help me, I've been trapped here for thousands of years."

"Why am I the one trapped and not you!"

"Stay here, and together with us, sink into the abyss forever."

"Death is not terrible, what is terrible is never dying."

The murmurs of those resentful souls were like the devil whispering softly in the ears.

Hearing these voices, not only did Su Tu not feel any fear, but his eyes gradually became firmer.

"Since you all want to ask for a relief, then I will give you a relief."

The fused strange fire has the ability to purify the evil in the world. Su Tu was in the black mist, and the strange fire on his body rose suddenly, directly forming a huge fireball, and then enveloped the entire black mist.one
Not far away, Patriarch Bliss, who was dealing with the Holy Pegasus, raised his lips slightly after seeing this scene.

What an arrogant kid, he dared to use his own energy to devour his black mist. You must know that his black mist has been refined for thousands of years, and how many people's souls have been fused in it.

Those souls were no longer pure souls, but fused together by the remnants of the martial arts troupe.

It is that he himself does not know who the masters of these souls are.

In the long river of time, those souls have already lost their reason.

Trying to purify them is tantamount to setting oneself on fire.

Just when Patriarch Bliss was proud, he suddenly realized that the connection between himself and those souls was weakening, and before he could react, he did find that he had been cut off from the black mist.

"how is this possible?"

Patriarch Bliss murmured, the expression on his face had become unconfident.