Peerless God Lord

Su Mo wore a gray-white gown and stood on the mound, looking at everyone with piercing eyes.

Most of the people gathered here are warriors in the Martial Emperor realm, and there are many people who have reached the high-level Martial Emperor level.

Only a very small number of people are strong in the Martial Realm. Most of these people are elders who lead the geniuses of their respective forces.

In the endless sea of ​​people, Su Mo found many alien races, such as the Blood Eye Clan with blood-red eyes. However, he did not find anyone from the Witch Clan, as well as the powerful Giant Spirit Tribe, Flying Spirit Tribe, and Black Scale Tribe. clan, even if you think about it, it has not yet arrived.

After sizing up Shao Qing, Su Mo simply sat down cross-legged, ignoring the countless stares, and started meditating.

Everyone looked at Su Mo for a moment and then stopped paying attention.

No one came forward to challenge Su Mo. Although it was a good opportunity to defeat Su Mo and prove himself, the challenge was meaningless now that the True Saint Realm was about to open.

Obtaining a good record in the True Saint World, gaining the True Saint's aura and leaving one's name on the True Saint Monument are the best opportunities to prove oneself.

In the past, no one who could leave his name on the True Holy Monument would later become famous in the Ancient Spirit Galaxy and be respected by others.

It can be said that as long as you can leave your name on the True Saint Monument, your chances of being promoted to Martial Saint in the future will be greatly improved.

Su Mo calmed down and meditated, ignoring the noisy sounds outside.

Refining a large number of natal spiritual swords consumed a lot of his essence and blood, causing him to be mentally exhausted. Although he had recovered a lot in the past few days, he still could not return to his peak.

However, this will not affect his combat power much!

Xie Bin, Ren Yundu and others saw Su Mo meditating and regulating his breathing, so they did not disturb him.

People from different factions gathered together and chatted in low voices, discussing some famous geniuses here.

Among other forces, there were also some strong men who were familiar with Wu Jin and Tang Wan, who came to greet the two and chat and laugh with each other.

Time passed, and an hour quickly passed.

"Look, people from the Feiling Tribe are coming!"

At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly sounded, alarming everyone.

Su Mo immediately opened his eyes, followed everyone's gaze, and saw a huge feather flying from the end of the sky.

Yes, a huge feather.

The feathers were pure white in color, about several thousand feet long, so huge that they covered the sky and the sun, and they were speeding towards this place.

And on top of the feathers, there were a large number of people from the Feiling Tribe, more than a thousand people could be swept away at a glance.

There are men and women among these Feiling Tribes. The men are handsome and the women are beautiful. They all have wings on their backs, as if they are elves.

The wings of these Feiling people are also different. Men's wings are usually black, purple and gray, while women's wings are usually white, green or light pink.

Su Mo didn't know much about the Feiling Tribe and had no specific contact with them.

He only knew that the Feiling Tribe was one of the most powerful alien races in the Ancient Spirit Galaxy. Together with the Witch Tribe, the Giant Spirit Tribe, and the Black Scale Tribe, they were known as the four major alien races in the Ancient Spirit Galaxy.

The strength of these four alien races far exceeds that of other alien races. Alien races such as the Blood Eye Clan cannot be compared with these four alien races at all.

The people of the Feiling Tribe are naturally gifted. Their speed is unparalleled among warriors of the same level. With one pair of wings, they fly through the void, making it impossible for ordinary warriors of the same level to lock on.

Among the four strongest alien races, except for the Wu tribe, the individual strength of the other three alien races is far superior to that of the human race.

Although these three major alien races are powerful individually, their members are the rarest. No one race has more than one million people.

In particular, the Giant Spirit Clan, which is the most powerful individually, has only 200,000 to 300,000 members as a whole.

In between breaths, huge feathers rushed over, and then a person from the Feiling Tribe flew down.

"So strong!" Su Mo was secretly shocked. Among the geniuses of the Feiling Tribe, all of them were high-level Martial Emperors, not even a mid-level Martial Emperor.

Although the number of the Feiling Clan is small, their strength is many times stronger than that of Shenwu Academy.

Thousands of people from the Feiling Tribe landed in an empty and uninhabited land. The leader was only an old woman from the Feiling Tribe. She had no aura on her body and her strength was unfathomable.

After the people from the Feiling Tribe arrived, they did not say hello to anyone. This tribe acted extremely low-key and rarely got along with other tribes in the Ancient Spirit Galaxy.

"Brother Su, look, that person is Fei Changyun, third on the list of true saints!"

Ren Yundu came to Su Mo's side, looked at the crowd of Feiling tribe, and whispered to Su Mo.

Su Mo followed the other person's gaze and saw a very tall young man from the Feiling Tribe, nearly two meters tall. Standing among the Feiling Tribe people, he stood out like a chicken.

But this man was very thin, wearing a blue short shirt, and looked like a blue bamboo pole.

The most attractive thing is that this person's wings are actually silver, which is completely different from other people from the Feiling Tribe.

"Brother Su, although this person is low-key, it is said that he is extremely powerful and is the inevitable candidate to leave his name on the True Holy Monument this time!" Ren Yundu said.

"Maybe!" Su Mo nodded. This person's cultivation at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm ranks third on the True Saint List, which shows his strength and talent.

"Brother Su, are you sure you can defeat this man?" Ren Yundu asked. He was quite confident in Su Mo.

At the Huanshan Mine, Ren Yundu saw with his own eyes that Su Mo caught the blow from the Blood Eye Tribe's Venerable.

At that time, Su Mo was only at the fifth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. Now he has broken through to the sixth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. In Ren Yundu's opinion, Su Mo definitely has the strength of the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"Victory?"

Su Mo pondered for a moment and said, "To leave a name on the True Holy Monument, do we have to defeat everyone?"

"That's not the case!" Ren Yundu shook his head and said: "The True Saint Realm is similar to an assessment, which focuses on both talent and strength. The stronger the strength, the higher the success rate. Don't Brother Su know?"

Ren Yun was a little confused. Most people knew about the True Saint Realm assessment, but Su Mo didn't seem to know about it!

"I don't know much about it. Brother Ren, can you explain in detail the assessment situation of the True Saint World?" Su Mo said solemnly. It would be more convenient for him to know the situation in the True Saint World in advance. Easy to deal with.

"sure!"

Ren Yundu pondered for a while and explained: "The True Saint World is a small independent world, and there is a huge True Saint Monument in it. Only by touching the True Saint Monument can you get the True Saint's energy, and Leave your name on it; and if you want to touch the True Holy Monument, you have to go through the three levels of Holy Sainthood!"

"Three passes of the Saint. As the name suggests, only by passing these three passes can one leave a name on the True Saint Monument. This first pass...!"

Ren Yundu explained slowly, and Su Mo listened carefully, preparing to understand the situation of the Holy Three Passes in detail. At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Above the sky, the void suddenly burst, and a ten-foot-long crack suddenly appeared.

A tall old man stepped out of the crack with his hands behind his back.

When Su Mo saw this old man, his expression suddenly changed, because this old man was none other than Wu Lun, the high priest of the Tianming Star Witch Clan!