In the world of fighting spirits, the profound meanings on every profound meaning mountain, no matter whether they are comprehended or absorbed, will gradually disappear, but after disappearing, they will slowly recover.
Of course, this recovery process is extremely slow, and it will take ten years to fully recover.
Therefore, the world of fighting spirits will only be opened once every ten years.
After leaving the mountain, Su Mo flew aimlessly in the void, looking for other powerful esoteric mountains.
Su Mo didn’t comprehend much about killing. But fortunately, the demon said that he could comprehend this kind of profound meaning from the magic sword in the future.
That being the case, he has to look for other powerful profound meanings.
In addition, Su Mo had never found Wu Shan’s location, so he felt a little anxious.
His main target this time is Wushan.
Spiritual consciousness protrudes out like a tide, exploring in this empty space lined with mountains.
Su Mo’s Nether Demon Pupil Martial Soul was also stimulated to the extreme, and he kept scanning the four directions.
While searching, Su Mo was also secretly thinking that people like Shangguan Hao and Dugu Sheng had powerful means of saving their lives.
And Wu Shan, as the young master of the Netherworld Demon Sect, probably has powerful means of saving his life. Even if he finds the other party, he may not be able to capture the other party.
He had to think of a way, after finding the opponent, he could capture the opponent with absolute certainty.
Su Mo’s flying speed was extremely fast, and he flew over the Mysterious Mountains.
Some fighters on the Profound Truth Mountain immediately wrinkled their faces when they saw Su Mo coming, and they were greatly relieved after Su Mo left.
Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Su Mo searched for three full days, but he still couldn’t find Wushan, nor did he come across the Profound Truth Mountain that interested him more.
Rumble!
That day, Su Mo was wandering in the void, when he heard a muffled roar coming from far away.
“Someone is fighting!”
Su Mo’s eyes flashed, and he immediately flew towards the source of the sound.
After a while, Su Mo saw the situation ahead.
In the distance, there is a tall mountain peak, which is tens of feet taller than the Mountain of Killing Profound Truth.
The turbulent esoteric power soared from this mountain peak, causing the space within a ten thousand zhang radius of the mountain peak to be shattered continuously.
This profound meaning is extremely special, as if it has the power to destroy the world. Where the power of the profound meaning impacts, everything disappears, and the aura of destruction fills all directions.
And near this mountain peak, there are five people fighting.
To be precise, there are four people joining forces to fight one person.
However, the four people who teamed up were no match for that one at all, and it could be said that they were retreating steadily.
This person is none other than Zhan Luan who ranks number one on the Ten Thousand Talents List.
As for the four people who fought against Zhan Luan, none of them were weak. They were Linghu Xingchen ranked fourth on the ten thousand honor list, Tai Yi ranked seventh, Bei Tanglin ranked eighth, and Yin Zong ranked ninth.
The four of them teamed up, and their might can be described as earth-shattering, especially Linghu Xingchen, who is very powerful.
It is worth mentioning that Linghu Xingchen’s weapon was actually a spirit sword like Su Mo’s.
Beside Linghu Xingchen, he controlled the seven spiritual swords, which had a cold light and sparkled bright stars.
Under his control, the seven spirit swords turned into a small sword array, continuously strangling Zhan Luan.
Linghu Xingchen was the main force in attacking Zhan Luan, and the other three were just assisting and cooperating with Linghu Xingchen’s attack.
However, although the four are powerful, they cannot shake Zhan Luan at all.
I saw the tall and majestic Zhan Luan, standing proudly in the void, with purple light shining on his body, every time his casserole-sized fist hits, it fell to the ground like a meteorite, forcibly crushing the attacks of Linghu Xingchen and others Fragmented.
The four of Linghu Xingchen kept retreating, being pressed and beaten by Zhan Luan, they were completely at a disadvantage.
“Hahaha!”
Zhan Luan’s frenzied laughter resounded, his face was full of disdain, and he seemed quite relaxed as he stepped in the air.