He knew in his heart that it was caused by the Wu Clan, and the talisman formed by Wu Fengtian before seemed strange.
But at this time, he wouldn’t mind too much. Wu Qiong was dead, and Su Mo was as powerful as a rainbow. If he intervened now, the Wu clan would definitely intervene too, which would be quite unfavorable to Su Mo.
At this moment, the most excited person was none other than the Holy Emperor. He fixed his eyes on Su Mo on the water curtain, and the broken hope in his heart rose again in an instant, and even higher.
The holy emperor’s eyes were shining brightly. Judging from Su Mo’s current performance, it is not hopeless to win the championship.
Once Su Mo wins the championship, the Imperial Ancestral Dynasty will benefit immensely.
That ancient top-grade dragon vein is no small matter. Although it has no effect on his impact on the False God Realm, it can make the entire emperor’s ancestral dynasty stronger by several levels.
Even if it is only a hundred years, the imperial court will undergo earth-shaking changes.
The Eldest Prince next to the Holy Emperor kept changing his expression. He hoped that Su Mo would lose, but also hoped that Su Mo would win.
They hoped that Su Mo would lose because Su Mo was not under his command, and hoped that Su Mo would win because of the ancient top-grade dragon vein.
He naturally knows the importance of the ancient dragon veins to the emperor’s dynasty, and it is an opportunity for the emperor’s dynasty to soar into the sky.
So, at this time, seeing Su Mo’s strength, he hoped that Su Mo would win.
In the Witch Clan camp, all the Witch Clan members were dull-faced, pale and trembling with anger.
Patriarch Jia Shen’s face was extremely ugly, a terrifying murderous intent emerged from him, and an astonishing evil spirit permeated from him, billowing and surging.
This scene all foreshadowed that Jiashen Patriarch was about to erupt.
The people around were frightened and moved away, for fear that the ancestor Jiashen would go crazy.
Wu Qiong’s death is an incomparably great loss to the Wu Clan, because Wu Qiong will surely become a martial saint in the future, and even more hopeful that he will become a False God.
It can be said that the lives of the 20 million people who were killed by Su Mo were not as important as the lives of Wu Qiong alone.
“Little beast!” Patriarch Jia Shen’s face was ashen, and he let out a low voice of anger, his heart was bleeding.
Wu Fengtian is dead, Wu Qiong is dead, a heavenly dragon fights for supremacy, and two evil geniuses of his Wu clan fall, this kind of loss is unbearable for their Wu clan.
call!
Taking a deep breath, Patriarch Jia Shen slowly suppressed the anger in his heart, and when Su Mo came out, he would kill him immediately.
Even the Void God, even the Three Gods, don’t want to keep Su Mo.
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In the small world of Kunyun, in the sky, Su Mo was holding the Great Sword of Flying Insects, surrounded by Spirit Swords, and looked at Xue Juntian and the others in front of him.
“Four, the same sentence, you will either be out of the game yourself, or I will suppress you!” Su Mo said lightly, his words were full of confidence.
Although he couldn’t recover a level of cultivation after killing Wu Qiong, he was also content and fearless.
He reckoned that it might be because of the severance of contact with the jade card, and because of the domain within the blood cloud, he was not able to recover another level of cultivation.
But it doesn’t matter anymore, the sixth level of Wu Zunjing is enough!
Xue Juntian and the others narrowed their eyes slightly when they heard the words. At this moment, they dared not despise Su Mo anymore.
Being able to defeat Wu Qiong in such a short period of time was enough for the four of them to take seriously.
“Su Mo, I didn’t expect your combat power to reach such a level!”
Xue Juntian stared at Su Mo, his face was a little dignified, and he said in a deep voice, “However, I am determined to win the first place. If you want to beat me, you are still not enough!”
Xue Juntian’s eyes were full of fighting intent. Although Su Mo showed incredible fighting power, he still had the confidence to win.
Before, he didn’t know Su Mo’s real combat power, so he had a lot of reservations, but now, he didn’t have any reservations.
Although Su Mo eliminated Wu Qiong, his cultivation level did not increase, which made him a little puzzled, but it was even more beneficial to him!
“Let the four of us work together to eliminate him first!” Ju Shen said loudly. Now, Su Mo has not only shown his fighting strength against the sky, but also arrogantly. They must eliminate Su Mo first.
This is not only a lesson for Su Mo’s arrogance, but also the biggest benefit for them to win the championship, because now Su Mo has the potential to win the championship.
“I’m going to do my best, and I don’t need to keep it anymore!” Hei Yaohuangsen said coldly, after saying that, a pair of pitch-black metal sharp claws appeared on his hands, the cold light flickered, and the holy power filled the air.
Fei Tianyu nodded, but did not speak. His eyes were serious. Su Mo’s fighting power made him feel incredible.
Several people used their own treasures, and Fei Tianyu’s hand was replaced by a bright silver long sword, which was also filled with holy power.