The three of Su Hong were dumbfounded when they heard this. They thought that after Hongyu’s Xueluo Palace was destroyed, they would be completely at ease, but they didn’t expect that Xueluo Palace was such a huge monster!
“Father, Senior Qing Pingzi, Yue Qun, we must leave as soon as possible!”
Su Mo said with a solemn expression, “Two days, two days at most, hurry up and get ready!”
“it is good!”
The three of them also knew that the situation was urgent, so they went down immediately to make arrangements without saying anything.
Then, Su Mo began to practice quietly in the hall.
He recently abandoned a spiritual vortex, and his energy and spirit were also greatly damaged. Not only was his body weaker, but his strength also declined.
It was quite easy for Qing Pingzi and the others to gather the disciples, because as soon as the news of Su Mo’s return spread, almost all the disciples gathered in the Zongmen Square.
However, there are still many disciples who have left the sect and need to be called back immediately.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Zongmen Square was full of people and noisy voices, tens of thousands of people gathered together, it was very spectacular.
Inner elders, outer elders, inner deacons, outer deacons, and disciples all add up to more than 40,000 people.
creak!
The door of the Zongmen Hall opened, and Su Mo, who was dressed in a blue gown and had white hair, strode out.
The whole square fell silent instantly, and everyone’s eyes fell on Su Mo.
Many young disciples were so excited that their faces even flushed a little.
Su Mo in Hongyu is a myth, a legend, a legend that has never existed in the history of Hongyu.
The speed of Su Mo’s rise cannot be described in words, and Su Mo’s combat effectiveness cannot be measured in terms of realm.
In the whole Hongyu, Su Mo had already become the object of worship and admiration of all young warriors. Countless young warriors set Su Mo as their goal.
At this moment, Su Mo was standing in front of them, and the excitement in these disciples’ hearts can be imagined.
Su Mo strode out of the hall and came to the front of the crowd. All the elders, deacons and disciples of the Firmament Sect were staring at him intently.
“Father, why are there only more than 40,000 people?”
Su Mo glanced around and found that there were only more than 40,000 people, so he asked Su Hong who was standing in the front.
Because the current Sky Gate, isn’t it said that there are nearly 60,000 people? Now the number of people is obviously inconsistent!
“Mo’er, there are many disciples who don’t want to abandon their families or relatives, so they can’t go to Central Continent. Those disciples have all been dismissed!” Su Hong said.
Hearing this, Su Mo suddenly realized that it was reasonable for him not to abandon his family or relatives.
However, these disciples are dispensable to Firmament Sect. Since they don’t want to go, Su Mo will not force them.
Standing in front of the crowd, Su Mo’s gaze was like lightning, and he asked loudly, “Do you know where the Holy Land of Martial Dao is in the Sky Continent?”
“Central Continent!”
A group of disciples and elders responded loudly when they heard the words.
Su Mo nodded and continued, “That’s right, it’s Zhongzhou. I will lead you to Zhongzhou, the place where martial arts is most prosperous in Sky Continent!”
“There, our Firmament Sect can achieve the fastest development and rise rapidly!”
“As long as I, Su Mo, don’t die, one day the Gatekeeper of the Firmament will stand on the top of the Firmament Continent!”
Su Mo’s voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into rolling thunder, shaking in all directions.
“The master of the gate is mighty! Long live the Sky Gate!”
A loud shout sounded in the crowd, and then all the people shouted in unison.
“The master of the gate is mighty! Long live the Sky Gate!”
“The master of the gate is mighty! Long live the Sky Gate!”
“…”
Tens of thousands of people from the Cang Qiong Sect shouted in unison, and the sound waves soared to the sky, shaking all the clouds above the nine heavens.