Peerless God Lord

The endless stretches of wild mountains and the towering wild holy mountains have existed forever.

A tall figure stepped on the void, traveled thousands of miles in an instant, crossed the sky, and arrived in front of the wild holy mountain.

The figure was Su Mo.

Su Mo landed at the passageway of the Holy Mountain. He stood tall and waited quietly.

Uh-huh!

Just two breaths later, the bald man appeared in front of Su Mo.

Then, the bald man looked at Su Mo carefully and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Eighth level of the Martial King Realm?" The bald man looked surprised. However, he was not surprised that Su Mo's cultivation was improving too quickly, but too slowly.

Because Su Mo's cultivation level was improved too fast in the past.

According to his guess, after so many years, Su Mo should be at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, or even the Quasi-Emperor Realm!

"What? Senior Xiang still wants to spar with each other?" Su Mo asked with a faint smile.

"Uh...!" The bald man was startled when he heard this, and then laughed dryly and said: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood!"

joke!

Su Mo was able to defeat him when he was at the fifth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. Now, how can he defeat him when he is at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm!

"Come with me!"

Immediately, the bald man greeted Su Mo and walked towards the inside of the Holy Mountain.

Su Mo followed the bald man and soon came to the palaces built with huge stones inside the Holy Mountain.

At this moment, in front of one of the palaces, a middle-aged man in black stood in front of the palace gate with a respectful expression.

This palace does not belong to the bald man or the middle-aged man in black, but to their eldest brother.

When Su Mo saw this, he raised his eyebrows. Could it be that he could see the boss of the three wild monsters this time?

"Senior!" Su Mo came to the side of the middle-aged man in black and cupped his fist slightly towards him.

"Yeah!" The middle-aged man in black nodded, but didn't say anything. His eyes just looked at the palace in front of him quietly.

The bald man took a deep breath and his expression became serious.

Seeing that both of them were waiting, Su Mo also waited helplessly.

The three of them waited for about half a quarter of an hour. Su Mo clearly felt that there was a powerful aura slowly awakening in the palace.

This breath is vast and vast, as if it has been sleeping for endless years.

"Eighth level monster?" Su Mo was immediately surprised. The existence in this palace was clearly an eighth level monster comparable to the Martial Emperor!

It turns out that the eldest among the three wild monsters is actually the powerful Martial Emperor!

Su Mo was surprised to find out that there was actually a powerful Martial Emperor in Cangqiong Continent.

"Come in!" A moment later, a low and vicissitudes of voice came from the palace.

Immediately, the middle-aged man in black gently opened the palace door and walked into the palace with the bald man and Su Mo.

The palace was deep and dark. The three of them walked deep into the palace and stopped in front of a secret room.

Then, the middle-aged man in black opened the door to the secret room again.

The secret room was not big, about five feet in diameter, and extremely dark. A thin figure was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his back to Su Mo and others.

Su Mo's eyes flashed. The feeling this person gave him was unfathomable, and he couldn't see the other person's cultivation level.

Secretly activating the Nether Demon Eye Martial Spirit, Su Mo's eyes flashed with green light, and he immediately saw clearly the opponent's cultivation level, an eighth-level and first-level peak monster.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

The three of them walked into the secret room. The middle-aged man in black and the bald man immediately bowed respectfully to the thin figure.

Su Mo didn't show any courtesy, but looked at him quietly.

After a while, the thin figure rotated automatically and its face was revealed in front of Su Mo.

This is an old man with an old face, a hooked nose, narrow eyes, and a sharp mouth, very ugly.

The old man's eyes immediately fell on Su Mo. Their eyes met, and both of them saw the surprise in the other's eyes.

Su Mo was slightly shocked. This was a strong man, an absolute super strong man. Although he and Wu Sen were both at the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm, he had a feeling that this man was definitely more than ten times stronger than Wu Sen.

The old man obviously saw how extraordinary Su Mo was, and his eyes flashed and became extremely sharp.

"Brother, let me introduce you to Su Mo. He is now the strongest human being in the Sky World!"

The middle-aged man in black introduced the old man. He had learned about the situation in the Cangqiong World in recent years and knew Su Mo's status and strength.

However, the middle-aged man in black only said that Su Mo was the strongest human race, not the demon race.

Obviously, he didn't think that Su Mo was invincible in the sky world because his elder brother still existed.

"Su Mo, this is our eldest brother!" Then the middle-aged man in black introduced Su Mo.

"Senior!" Su Mo heard this and cupped his fist slightly towards the thin old man.

"Eighth level cultivation of the Martial King Realm, the strongest person in the human race!"

The thin old man whispered to himself, which made him slightly surprised. With the eighth level cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, he could become the strongest person in the human race. Is the world of the sky already in such decline?

"Second brother, is the time almost up?" the thin old man asked the middle-aged man in black.

"It's almost there, within the next two years or so!" The middle-aged man in black nodded.

When the thin old man heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

"Brother, Su Mo is very powerful. If you two join forces, the chances are great!" The big man said at the critical moment, his voice loud and clear.

The thin old man nodded. He also saw how extraordinary Su Mo was. Moreover, the fact that the two foster brothers could bring Su Mo to see him showed that Su Mo was much stronger than the other two.

"Sit down!" The old man waved his hand, and a breeze blew by, making the dusty stone floor become bright and clean.

Immediately, Su Mo and the other three sat down cross-legged in front of the emaciated old man.

"Little friend, I'm Qin Busheng, nice to meet you!" The thin old man raised his fist slightly and introduced himself.

Su Mo was startled when he heard this. Qin is not dead? It actually has such a name?

However, he still raised his fist in return.

"Little friend, the catastrophe is coming, what do you think?" Qin Bushi said straight to the point.

"Kill!" Su Mo said calmly. He was not surprised that the other party mentioned the catastrophe.

After all, with the other party’s cultivation strength, he would bear the brunt of the disaster.

"Is there the only way to kill?" Upon hearing this, Qin Bushi raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Su Mo pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Escape!"

"good!"

Qin Bushi nodded when he heard this and said: "The top experts in the world of the sky all want to escape and escape from this place where the Witch Clan is imprisoned. It seems that you are no exception!"

"Has anyone succeeded before?" Su Mo asked. If the previous people could get through it, they would have hope.

"I don't know, maybe there is!"

Qin Bushi shook his head and sighed: "I have experienced three major catastrophes and know how difficult this matter is!"

"Three catastrophes?" Su Mo was startled when he heard this, with a look of shock on his face. A catastrophe happens once every thousand years, and the other party has experienced it three times. How long has the other party lived?

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