Immediately, the bald man greeted Su Mo and walked towards the interior of the holy mountain.
Su Mo followed the bald man and soon came to the inside of the holy mountain, in front of the palaces built with huge stones.
At this moment, in front of one of the palaces, a middle-aged man in black stood respectfully in front of the palace gate.
This palace does not belong to the bald man or the middle-aged man in black, but to their eldest brother.
Seeing this, Su Mo immediately raised his eyebrows. Could it be that this time he could meet the boss of the Three Wild Monsters?
“Senior!” When he came to the middle-aged man in black, Su Mo cupped his fists slightly.
“En!” The middle-aged man in black nodded, but didn’t say anything, his eyes just quietly looked at the palace in front of him.
The bald man took a deep breath, and his expression became serious.
Seeing that the two were waiting, Su Mo waited helplessly.
The three of them waited for about half an hour. Su Mo clearly felt that a powerful aura was slowly waking up in the palace.
This breath is vast and boundless, as if sleeping for endless years.
“A level eight monster?” Su Mo was immediately surprised. The existence in the palace was clearly an eighth level monster comparable to Emperor Wu!
It turns out that the boss of the Three Wild Monsters is actually the strongest Emperor Wu!
Su Mo was very surprised. It turned out that there was still a strong Emperor Wu in the Firmament Continent.
“Come in!” After a while, a deep and vicissitudes voice came from the palace.
Immediately, the middle-aged man in black gently pushed open the gate of the palace, and led the bald man and Su Mo into the palace.
The palace was deep, and the three of them walked to the depths of the palace and stopped before a secret room.
Then, the middle-aged man in black pushed open the door of the secret room again.
The secret room was not big, about five feet in radius, and extremely dark. A thin figure was lying cross-legged on the ground, with his back to Su Mo and the others.
A light flashed in Su Mo’s eyes. This person gave him an unfathomable feeling, and he couldn’t see the other person’s cultivation.
Secretly mobilizing the Nether Demon Pupil Martial Soul, Su Mo’s eyes flashed green, and he immediately saw the opponent’s cultivation level, a peak level eighth level monster beast.
“Brother!”
“Brother!”
The three walked into the secret room, the middle-aged man in black and the bald man immediately saluted the thin figure respectfully.
Su Mo didn’t pay attention, but just looked at the other party quietly.
After a while, the thin figure rotated automatically, revealing its face in front of Su Mo.
This is an old man with an old face, hooked nose, narrow eyes, sharp mouth, very ugly.
The old man’s eyes fell on Su Mo immediately, and they met each other. Both of them could see the surprise in each other’s eyes.
Su Mo was shocked. This was a strong man, an absolute super strong man. Although Wu Sen was also at the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm, he had a feeling that this man was definitely more than ten times stronger than Wu Sen.
And the old man obviously saw Su Mo’s extraordinaryness, his eyes flashed, and he became extremely fierce.
“Brother, let me introduce you, this son is Su Mo, who is now the strongest human race in the firmament world!”
The middle-aged man in black introduced to the old man that he had also learned about the situation in the firmament world in recent years and knew about Su Mo’s status and strength.
However, the middle-aged man in black only said that Su Mo was the strongest of the human race, not the monster race.
Apparently, he didn’t think that Su Mo was invincible in the firmament world, because he still had his elder brother.
“Su Mo, this is our elder brother!” Then the middle-aged man in black introduced Su Mo.
“Senior!” Su Mo clasped his fists slightly at the thin old man.
“Eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, the strongest of the human race!”
The thin old man whispered to himself, which made him a little surprised. He could become the strongest person in the human race with an eighth level of Martial Emperor Realm. Has the current sky world already declined so much?
“Second brother, is the time coming soon?” The thin old man asked the middle-aged man in black.
“It’s almost there, in about two years!” The middle-aged man in black nodded.