Peerless God Lord

Su Mo was 'chasing' the people from the Dark Holy Palace all the way. The stern Holy Son fled quickly with a group of people from the Dark Holy Palace.

Half an hour later, the Lengjun Holy Son ordered everyone to disperse and escape, sending everyone away and escaping alone.

As a result, Su Mo caught up with Holy Son Lengjun, and the two of them rushed towards the secret realm of Zhenmo.

In the darkness, the Lengjun Holy Son was incredibly fast.

As a member of the Night God clan, darkness could not affect him. The wings on his back flashed as fast as teleporting.

However, no matter how fast he was, Su Mo always followed him closely.

The Lengjun Holy Son was secretly shocked. What was the identity of this soul clan pavilion son and why he was so extraordinary.

There was no words along the way. After five or six hours, the two came to a huge mountain range.

The mountains are endless and vast.

Lord Lengjun took Su Mo and flew in the mountains for half an hour before arriving at a very ordinary valley.

Whoosh whoosh! !

As soon as the two arrived, five or six people from the Night God Clan rushed out from the surrounding darkness and surrounded the two.

"Holy Son Ye Ming, why did you bring a soul clan here?"

Several people from the Night God Clan looked solemn and asked about the cold Holy Son, but their eyes were fixed on Su Mo.

However, they were slightly relieved when they saw Su Mo's cultivation at the Creation Realm.

"Everyone, this person is a son of the Soul Pavilion, but he wants to see the saint!" The cold saint Ye Ming said in a deep voice.

"It's just nonsense!"

The leader of a medium-sized Ye God Clan, heard that the Soul Clan in front of him wanted to see the Saint, and immediately scolded Ye Ming loudly.

People from the Soul Clan want to see the Saint?

Did you just bring him here?

Isn't this extremely stupid, without considering the conspiracy behind it at all?

"Boy, since you are here, then die!" The Zhongda Ye Protoss suddenly became murderous. He was planning to kill Su Mo and then inform the Saint about this.

Then, this nest will also be abandoned, and they need to move immediately.

The Zhongda Ye Shen Clan is a cultivator at the lower end of the Tao realm. He is very powerful. With the source of power surging in his body, he is ready to kill Su Mo with one blow.

However, the next moment, Su Mo looked at him closely.

With just one glance, the Zhongdaye Protoss was shaken as if struck by lightning, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the body collapsed directly to the ground.

"I don't have any conspiracy. If I had a conspiracy, I wouldn't come alone."

Su Mo spoke coldly and continued: "Now, please inform your Saint that I want to see her, or inform other people in the Dark Holy Palace who can make the decision."

"You...!" The Zhongda Protoss was horrified, and their expressions changed wildly.

The young man from the Soul Clan in front of him clearly only has the cultivation level of the small extreme of Creation Realm. Why is he so terrifying?

Just for a moment, he felt the terrifying power of the great avenue acting on him, and he was unable to resist at all.

The other Ye God Clan, whose strength was far lower than that of the middle and large Ye God Clan, all had their faces changed with fear.

As for Saint Child Ye Ming, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart again, he was so powerful, and the eyes of the soul clan people were really unfathomable.

"Elder, this person wants to cooperate with us. He already knew the secret realm of Zhenmo before he came. If he wants to harm us, he can kill me and bring the strong men from the Soul Clan." Ye Ming said truthfully.

Hearing this, the Zhongda Ye God Clan frowned. This statement made sense. Ye Ming was not an unreasonable person and should not act recklessly.

Now that the matter has come to this, he can only report it first.

"You wait, I will inform the saint and ask the saint to make a decision."

The Zhongdaye Protoss stood up, looked at Su Mo deeply, then approached a rock wall in the valley, and disappeared without a trace.

Su Mo looked at it carefully and saw that there was no trick at the entrance to the True Ink Secret Realm.

In other words, there are no formations and no restrictions at the entrance, and anyone can enter and exit freely.

It seemed that the people in the Dark Holy Palace were worried about being noticed by the Soul Clan, so they did not set up any magic circles.

The Zhongda Protoss left very quickly and came back very quickly. They came back in just a dozen breaths.

"The saint invites you!" The middle-aged man stared at Su Mo and said solemnly.

"Lead the way!" Su Mo nodded slightly.

Immediately, Zhongda Ye Shenzu and Ye Ming took Su Mo into the Zhenmo Secret Realm through the entrance.

In the Zhenmo Secret Realm, there is a small independent dimensional world, which is also a dark world.

However, this small world is far less dark than the Dark World, and the space is ten times more fragile.

A warrior in the creation realm can completely penetrate the darkness with his gaze and consciousness, and his sight and perception are dozens of times stronger than in the dark world.

The place is deserted, with a few simple palaces built of huge stones in front.

In front of a palace in the center, more than a hundred people gathered, most of them from the Night God Clan.

Most of these people's cultivations are in the Creation realm, with a few in the Dao realm.

Zhongda Ye Shen Clan and Ye Ming took Su Mo straight to the palace.

Everyone was staring at Su Mo with murderous intent and hatred in their eyes.

"Come in!" Someone said, gesturing for Su Mo to enter the palace.

Su Mo looked cold and without hesitation, he opened the door and strode into the palace.

On the main wall of the hall, there is a huge mural painted, in the painting is a tall and majestic old man of the Night God Clan.

At this moment, a woman from the Night God Clan was standing in front of the mural to watch, with her back to Su Mo.

This woman is tall and has long dark purple hair. The wings on her back are very special and are actually seven colors.

The colorful light flows, dazzling instantly.

The moment he saw this girl, Su Mo understood why the Saint's status in the Dark Holy Palace far surpassed that of the Son.

It’s not just a matter of identity, in the final analysis it’s a matter of talent.

This woman's talent is absolutely extraordinary.

However, his cultivation level is not high, only a small extreme level in the Tao realm.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The woman asked in a calm voice without turning around.

When Su Mo heard this, he pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, and the power of law poured out, isolating the inside and outside of the palace.

The woman didn't react, as if she wasn't worried about Su Mo's evil intentions.

"Are you Ye Ying, the Saint of the Dark Holy Palace?" Su Mo asked.

"Yes!" The woman's voice was cold and indifferent.

"Do you want to expel the Soul Clan and rebuild the glory of the Dark Holy Palace?"

"yes!"

"Behind your Dark Holy Palace, are there many powerful people in the Pitian Realm now?"

"yes!"

Facing Su Mo's questions, the woman answered all of them, but very briefly.

Because these things are not confidential.

"Now, this saint will also ask you three questions!"

The woman still didn't turn around, and her voice was as smooth as ever, and she said, "Are you the son of the Eighth Soul Pavilion?"

"No." Su Mo shook his head.

"Then who are you?" the woman continued to ask.

"People from the original world."

Uh-huh!

As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, the woman turned around suddenly and stared at Su Mo closely.