Peerless God Lord

In the space of the jade bracelet, Su Mo calmly worked hard to refine the source of chaos energy.

Pieces of source stones were consumed by him, and his damaged holy elixir slowly repaired.

Bingyue once said that Su Mo's holy elixir would take about a year to recover, but with Su Mo's repair speed, how could it take a year?

As long as he has enough Source Stone, he can fully recover in just over a month.

As time continues to pass, the source stones continue to decrease.

Ten days later, the smallest crack on Su Mo's holy elixir had disappeared and was repaired perfectly.

The other two cracks have also shrunk by less than half, and are not far away from being completely repaired.

It made his holy elixir more stable and his strength recovered a lot.

This day.

Outside the inn, a group of strong men came.

There were five people in this group, and the two walking behind them were the two Wu youths who were in the alley ten days ago.

These two people are not very high in cultivation, one is a Saint King and the other is just a warrior in the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm.

Among the three people in front, there are two middle-aged men with extremely majestic figures, who are members of the Tyrant clan.

These two people are both powerful in the third transformation of the Virtual God Realm. Their auras are extremely thick and their bodies are full of explosive power.

The one walking between the two powerful men from the Tyrant Clan was also a young man from the Wu Clan.

This man was tall and thin, wearing black clothes and carrying a dark sword on his back.

The strangest thing is that this person's eyes actually have no pupils and are pitch black, making people intimidating.

"In this inn?" The strange young man looked at the inn in front of him and asked calmly to the two Wu Clan Martial Saints behind him.

"Young Master, this is it!" The two youths from the Wu tribe nodded. They kept waiting outside to make sure that the person suspected of being Su Mo had not left.

They waited for ten days before the young master and the people from the Tyrant Clan came here, which made them anxious.

Of course, they can understand. After all, the First Mountain is very big and has millions of cities. It seems that many people suspected of being Su Mo have been found and they need to be identified one by one.

The Tyrant Clan did not come with many strong men, but only sent two powerful men of the third level of the False God Realm to assist the young master.

"Um!"

The strange young man nodded, without any expression on his face, and then strode into the inn.

"The genius Wu Zuo!"

In the lobby of the inn, there were many drinkers who looked over when they saw the strange young man and other people.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the strange young man's face clearly, because this strange young man was the son of the leader of the Wu clan, the ghost wizard Wu Zuo.

The ghost genius Wu Zuo is the strongest genius in the Wu clan. Although he is not as good as the top ten ghosts of the Divine Path, anyone who can be called a ghost genius is definitely a monster.

It is said that Wu Zuo's cultivation has reached the third level of the Virtual God Realm, and his combat power is extremely powerful, which cannot be compared to the ordinary third level powers of the Virtual God Realm.

"I've met the young master of the Wu clan!"

The shopkeeper of the inn was a middle-aged man with a white beard, whose cultivation was only at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm. When he saw Wu Zuo coming, he immediately walked out of the counter, greeted Wu Zuo, and saluted with clasped fists.

"Ten days ago, was there a young man of the Holy King level who stayed in your shop?" Wu Zuo looked at the shopkeeper and asked indifferently.

He did not attack directly. After all, he was not sure whether the person in the inn was Su Mo.

Moreover, just now he used his spiritual consciousness to scan the inn and found no suspicious person.

"There is one!" The white-bearded middle-aged man recalled for a moment and nodded immediately. His inn was not big, and he remembered every guest clearly.

"Lead the way!" Wu Zuo waved his sleeves slightly, his words not to be refused.

"Yes! Yes!" The white-bearded middle-aged man nodded hastily. How dare he refuse the genius Wu Zuo.

Immediately, a middle-aged man with a white beard led the way, leading Wu Zuo and the others to the upstairs of the inn.

"Who offended Wu Zuo?"

"There are also two elders from the Tyrant Clan!"

"These people are very aggressive and obviously have bad intentions!"

The warriors in the lobby looked at the backs of Wu Zuo and others and whispered.

Who is so bold and not only offends the Witch Clan? Have you offended the Tyrant Clan?

The Wu Clan is not strong, but offending the Tyrant Clan is an act seeking death.

Jade bracelet space.

Su Mo was working hard to refine the energy of chaos. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Because, through the space jade bracelet, he discovered that there was a distinguished guest outside his room.

Uh-huh!

Su Mo immediately stopped refining, and with a thought, he left the jade bracelet space and returned to the room.

boom!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and his door exploded and turned into powder.

Su Mo looked up and saw no one appeared outside his door. Two people from the Tyrant Clan and three people from the Wu Clan.

"Come so fast?" Su Mo was slightly shocked. He was hiding here, but he was actually found.

Fortunately, the cultivation levels of these five people are not high, three False Gods three times and two Martial Saints.

"Su Mo, have you finally been found?" Wu Zuo stood expressionless outside the door, his indifferent gaze falling on Su Mo.

In fact, he was not sure that the young man with a Chinese character in the room was Su Mo. He just blew it up.

However, according to the information he knew, Su Mo cultivated the power of chaos. Judging from this person's aura, there was a 90% chance that he was Su Mo.

"You Wu Clan are really lingering!" Su Mo said coldly. He had eliminated the Wu Clan in the wild world, but when they came to the Divine Road, they had to confront the Wu Clan again.

"Sure enough, it's you!" When Wu Zuo heard Su Mo's words, a dark light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he finally found it.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Almost at the same time, the two middle-aged men from the Tyrant Clan immediately flashed into the room and formed an encirclement with Wu Zuo.

As for the other two martial saints of the Wu clan, they left quickly. They knew that this kind of battle was not something they could participate in.

"Where's Lishi? Not here?"

Su Mo glanced at the two powerful men from the Tyrant Clan and asked with a sneer. He discovered his hiding place. It was strange that Li Shi didn't come.

"I'll kill you without my brother Lishi!" one of the middle-aged men from the Batian clan shouted. In fact, it wasn't that Lishi didn't want to come, but that he went to the Ninth Mountain and couldn't get away for the time being.

And most of the top experts in his Tyrant clan are on the Ninth Mountain.

"It's ridiculous that you little shrimps want to kill me!" Su Mo sneered when he heard this, but felt secretly relieved in his heart.

It's just fine that Lishi didn't come, but he doesn't need to worry about these three people who have undergone the third transformation of False God.

"I've long heard that you are arrogant and lawless. This is true!"

Wu Zuo slowly took off the black sword from his back, stared at Su Mo, and said solemnly: "However, in front of me, all your confidence and all your glory will be wiped out!"