Peerless God Lord

boom!

The loud noise shook half of the underground world. Su Mo controlled the power of the battle formation, controlled the huge giant sword, and continued to attack the main city of the Yuan Clan below.

Under the second blow.

More people from the Yuan clan were so shocked that they vomited blood, and many of them exhausted all their strength in an instant.

boom!

Under the third blow, many people from the Yuan Clan were shocked and their bodies collapsed, turning into broken limbs and broken arms all over the sky.

Under the fourth blow, several fine cracks appeared in the protective formation.

When the fifth attack fell, the main city's protective formation finally reached its limit and was directly torn into pieces, turning into energy that filled the sky.

Swish, swish, swish! !

The moment the protective formation collapsed, five thousand strong Rong clan men, a team of one hundred, rushed into the main city in an instant, massacred and plundered resources, and it was extremely bloody.

Su Mo took the lead, and with a wave of his hand, he captured and suppressed some powerful Yuan clan men with advanced cultivation in the main city.

Although there are more than three million Yuan tribes gathered in this main city, there are only three Yuan tribes in the upper realm of creation, only a dozen or so Yuan tribes in the middle realm of creation, and only three Yuan tribes in the lower realm of creation. There were less than a hundred people.

After Su Mo suppressed the three upper-level Creation Realm experts from the Yuan Clan, as well as a dozen or so powerful people from the middle level of the Creation Realm, he began to devour the energy, blood and source power of those who had fallen from the Yuan Clan.

After a while, the entire main city was reduced to ruins. The Yuan clan who escaped were few in number, and basically all of them were killed, and all resources were plundered.

"Master, where are you going next?"

The Rong people gradually gathered together. Rong Tian came to Su Mo and bowed to ask.

"Find a place and hibernate first!"

Su Mo said in a deep voice that he already had enough resources and there was no need to rush to attack the Yuan Clan's city.

After all, the Yuan Clan may dispatch half-step Creation Realm beings back to kill him at any time, so the top priority is to improve some strength.

As long as he is strong enough, these main cities of the Yuan Clan, as well as the dozens of ancient cities and ancestral palaces, are all within his grasp.

Moreover, he is restraining the Yuan clan here, and the pressure on the human race in the human race realm can also be reduced.

After a few more words with Rong Tian, ​​Su Mo took all the Rong people back to the small world of the tomb. Then he left quickly and disappeared into the world in the blink of an eye.

After Su Mo disappeared for a long time, a few Yuan Clan figures appeared in the sky above the broken main city. They looked at the destroyed main city and countless broken Yuan Clan people, and their faces were all pale.

"Su Mo's death would not be a pity!"

"If we don't bury him completely in the Abyss, how can we explain it to the entire race!"

Several figures lowered themselves and spoke, their words filled with murderous intent.

However, they didn't dare to stay for a long time, but Su Mo came back again and again, and they left quickly.

…

At this moment, Su Mo had left the underground world of the Yuan Clan and came to the surface of the Yuan Realm, preparing to find a place to settle down.

Soon, he came to the area where the Eldar tribe lived.

The Spirit Clan has a large habitat in the Source Realm, and its territory is not much smaller than the entire Heavenly Soul Source Realm.

However, nowadays, the area of ​​​​the Spirit Clan is also sparsely populated, and the strong and backbone members of the clan are still in the human race realm.

"Taoyue, Taiyue, it seems that your spiritual tribe wants to exterminate the clan!"

Su Mo thought to himself that two or three months have passed and the Spirit Clan has not returned to the Abyss Realm. Either they are still fighting for the Abyss Clan or they are unable to return to the Abyss Realm.

However, since the Spirit Tribe can survive safely in the Abyss Realm, it means that the Spirit Tribe’s army is still working hard for the Yuan Tribe.

Otherwise, it is estimated that the Abyss Clan will immediately wipe out the Spirit Clan in the Abyss Realm.

Uh-huh!

Su Mo thought, and a mist-like soul appeared on his palm.

"Tai Yue, look where we are here?"

Su Mo stood high in the sky, his body hidden by the folded space, looking at the ray of soul in his hand.

This ray of soul belongs to Taiyue Tianjun. He let the other party leave and forced the other party to stay.

"This...how did you come to the Abyss Realm, and also to my Spiritual Clan?"

A horrified voice came from the soul of Taiyue Tianjun.

"Tai Yue, when I leave the Yuan Clan, I will take away all of you from the Spirit Clan. If I discover that you, a strong man from the Spirit Clan, are still helping the Yuan Clan in the human realm, not only will you die, but your entire The spirit clan will all be destroyed, and there will no longer be your spirit clan among the worlds of origin!”

Su Mo said in an indifferent voice.

"I……!"

Taiyue Tianjun's soul trembled visibly, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, he was just a soul controlled by Su Mo, and his body was still in the human realm. What happened to him, he didn't know yet.

Without talking to the soul of Taiyue Tianjun, Su Mo put the other person away, flashed towards a large lake in the distance.

In the area where the Spiritual Race lives, many cities of different sizes and some necessary gathering places have been built.

Compared to the Yuan clan's underground world, the atmosphere in the area where the Spirit clan lives is not oppressive and tense. Most of the Spirit clan still lives a normal life.

A small city of the Spirit Clan was built on the shores of a large lake. Because the Source Qi in the lake was slightly richer than other places, the Spirit Clan built a city here.

Many spirit tribes in the city like to come to the lake to practice, which can speed up their practice a little bit.

Uh-huh!

At this moment, the water in the lake made a wave, as if something had fallen into the lake.

"Father, did something fall into the lake just now?"

An Elf girl stared at the lake and asked another middle-aged Elf man next to her.

"Have it?"

The middle-aged man from the Spirit Tribe turned his head to look at the lake, but didn't find anything. He shook his head and said, "Maybe it's the waves caused by some low-level water beast in the lake!"

There were many low-level water beasts in this big lake, and the middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to them.

"oh!"

The girl didn't go into details. She turned to look at the middle-aged man and asked, "Father, I recently heard that the number one prodigy in the world of origin is named Su Mo. He is also from the human race. Could he be the enemy of our spiritual race?" "

The girl is less than a hundred years old and does not know much about the history of the Spirit Clan. Due to her low cultivation level, she has never left the area of ​​the Spirit Clan and is not particularly clear about the situation in the origin world.

"It should be him!"

The middle-aged Eldar said with a sigh on his face, "When I was a father, I saw Su Mo before. This man is really terrifying and cannot be an enemy!"

"Father, what if we, the Spirit Tribe, follow the Yuan Tribe to fight in the human realm and encounter Su Mo again?" the girl asked.

"Why!"

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "My clan is weak and we can't help ourselves!"

…

Su Mo entered the bottom of the lake and hid in the folded space. After making sure that he would not be easily discovered, he continued to improve his strength.

He slowly refined all the qi, blood and origin qi he had swallowed, and finally formed the pure power of chaos to strengthen his body.

He also slowly refined and absorbed the large amounts of souls and remnant souls of the Yuan clan that he had swallowed to strengthen his own soul.

He will absorb and decompose the small world he got, and use the power of the world to make his own small world bigger.

Currently, Su Mo has fifteen small worlds in the upper realm of Creation in his body. In his opinion, his strength has fully reached the first level of the Half-Step Creation Realm.

As for how strong it is?

He thought it should be no worse than Holy Ancestor Polun.

However, this is not enough.

He has made preparations to spend a long time with the Yuan Clan. He will never leave easily unless the Yuan Clan's lair is destroyed.

Time passes day after day.

Nine days later.

Within the Yuan clan's ancestral court guarding formation, a huge teleportation formation is carved in the center of one of the ancient cities.

At this moment, the light of the formation soars into the sky from above the teleportation formation, like a brilliant beam of light.

After a while, the light pillar dissipated, and an old man full of evil energy appeared on the ground.

"I've seen Saint Ancestor Polun!"

"Welcome to the return of Holy Ancestor Po Lun!"

"Welcome to the return of Holy Ancestor Po Lun!"

When some people from the Yuan tribe around saw this old man, they all bowed and saluted, showing great respect.

"Um!"

Saint Ancestor Polun slightly nodded his head, but did not stay. In a flash, he left the ancient city and entered the ancestral court not far away.

He came back this time just to kill Su Mo. The war situation in the human realm was changing rapidly, so he had to go back as soon as possible.