With the passage of time, powerful forces came from time to time, such as the Bixia Lingxi Clan, the Holy Demon Palace and other powerful forces came one after another.
However, the three most powerful alien races, people from the Witch Clan, Flying Spirit Clan, and Black Scale Clan, have never arrived.
“This person?” Su Mo looked at the direction of the people from the Holy Demon Palace, and his eyes locked on a slender figure.
This person was wearing a large black robe, even his head was covered by the cloak, his face and cultivation aura were completely isolated.
However, the moment Su Mo saw this person, he felt familiar.
“Could it be Caiyun?” Su Mo secretly guessed, but he couldn’t sense the person’s aura, and he couldn’t judge it based on his body shape.
“Su Mo, do you know people from the Holy Demon Palace?” Gu Tian asked curiously after seeing Su Mo’s appearance.
“do not know!”
Su Mo shook his head slightly, and asked, “What kind of force is the Holy Demon Palace?”
“Holy Demon Palace is a very powerful force in the human race, slightly inferior to the Three Gods Sect. There is a False God Realm expert sitting in it, and all the people in the Holy Demon Palace practice demonic martial arts!” Gu Tianyi said.
Hearing this, Su Mo nodded slightly.
After pondering for a while, he didn’t step forward to check, but secretly wrote down this person.
There is still not a short time before the Heavenly Dragon Contest. In the entire plain, many people began to meditate quietly and adjust their breath, striving to raise their state to the peak.
Su Mo was fine, so he sat cross-legged and began to practice quietly.
Soon, two days passed, and the warriors gathered on the plain reached more than 300,000.
In the morning, when the sun rose, Su Mo opened his eyes, because the Heavenly Dragon Contest was about to start today.
“The Witch Clan hasn’t come yet!” Su Mo was puzzled. The time had come, and the Witch Clan didn’t come.
Rumble! !
Just when Su Mo was puzzled, there was another loud roar in the sky.
When Su Mo looked up, he was shocked. The Wu Clan finally came.
I saw a huge black banner on the sky in the distance, tearing through the wind layer of the Nine Heavens, and coming quickly.
As if pinching a point, in the other two directions, there were also two groups of people arriving.
Of the two parties, one was riding a huge white feather thousands of feet long, and the other was riding a black warship.
The three parties shattered the void and came at a high speed, engulfed by the boundless strong wind and the wind, and in an instant, they came to the sky above the plain.
On the black flags, there are thousands of people from the Witch Clan, on the white feathers, there are also thousands of people from the Flying Spirit Clan, and on the black warships, there are also densely packed Blackscale Clan experts.
The three parties did not land on the plain, but stopped in mid-air.
“Su Mo, get out!”
As soon as the black banner stopped, a young man of the Witch Clan on top of it gave a loud shout and stepped out, scanning the hundreds of thousands of people below with his eyes.
The loud shouts shook the sky, and there was still a torrent of anger in the voice, as if there was hatred for killing his father and taking his wife.
Everyone was shocked when they heard the words. Was the first thing they did when they arrived was to attack Su Mo?
Su Mo’s face darkened, and Dingqing looked at it with murderous intent in his eyes.
He was very familiar with the man who was drinking violently. It was Wu Fengtian who brought him to the Wu Clan from the black iron mine last time.
“One mad dog!” Su Mo said coldly, and then stood up. He didn’t hide, because there was no way to hide.
“You really came here!” Wu Fengtian’s eyes fell on Su Mo instantly, and his murderous intent flashed, his eyes widened with anger.
Wu Fengtian’s murderous intentions towards Su Mo can be said to be the heaviest among the entire Wu clan.
Because, the death of 20 million members of the Wu clan was caused by him alone.
If he hadn’t brought Su Mo to the Sky Witch Star, if he hadn’t let Su Mo escape from the Venerable Soul Banner, how could the 20 million clansmen have died?
No one knew about this matter, and he did not dare to tell the clan, lest he be severely punished.
Therefore, Wu Fengtian’s incomparable remorse and incomparable self-blame turned into hatred towards Su Mo, a monstrous hatred!
He had already sworn that he would kill Su Mo with his own hands, crush Su Mo to ashes, extract his soul and refine his soul, so that he would never be reborn forever.