At this time, he opened his eyes and finished his training, because there were six people waiting for him outside the door.
Jiang Fengran, who was traveling abroad, returned to the Sky Gate. He couldn’t wait for Su Mo at the Sky Gate a while ago, and Sikong Yan, who had left, also left and returned.
Zhan Luan, Wenren Tiandu, Long Teng, Yi Xiaoxiao, and the others all returned.
Because the six people heard about the Holy King’s Palace, they all hurried back to the Cangqiong Gate, and had been waiting outside the gate for a long time.
Heck!
Su Mo stood up, opened the door of the palace, and looked at the six people outside the door with a smile on his face.
“Su Mo, you are exaggerating too much. You are number one on the list of holy kings, and you have become the strongest holy king since ancient times. This title is going to explode!”
When Sikong Yan saw Su Mo coming out, he immediately rushed forward and said excitedly.
Several other people, seeing Sikong Yan and his temperament, shook their heads helplessly, and then stepped forward one after another.
“Su Mo!”
“Palace Master!”
“Brother Su Mo!”
Everyone’s expressions were quite excited. Su Mo’s achievement made them feel very pleasantly surprised.
In fact, when they heard the news about the Holy King’s Hall, they were no less shocked than outsiders.
Although they all knew about Su Mo’s talent, they never thought that this matter would happen so quickly.
Especially Long Teng, he rushed to the fourth place on the list of holy kings. When he came out of the stone pillar, he saw the name of Su Mo, who was number one on the list of holy kings, and he just froze in place.
“Come in!” Su Mo greeted and walked into the hall.
Immediately, everyone sat around in the hall.
“Su Mo, when are you going to attack the Wu Clan?” Long Teng spoke first, with a serious face.
When everyone heard this, their expressions became serious, even Sikong Yan, who was always carefree, became serious.
“I want to do it right away, but I’m afraid I won’t have enough strength!” Su Mo said after a while.
“What if we join forces together?” Long Teng asked, he couldn’t persuade the Dragon Clan to help in this matter, so he had to do it himself.
As for the extermination of the Wu Clan, it cannot be delayed for too long, because he has investigated the Wu Clan.
There are quite a few False Gods in the Witch Clan on the Divine Path, and they even have the super power of the fourth transformation of the False God Realm.
If time is given to the Wu Clan, once the Wu Clan’s powers above the third transformation of the False God Realm come back, it would be foolish to want to destroy the Wu Clan at that time.
“And us!”
“Let’s kill together!”
“This time, the Wu Clan will be completely wiped out!”
Sikong Yan, Jiang Fengran and others spoke one after another.
Hearing this, Su Mo sized up the crowd. Long Teng had reached the realm of the Holy King, Sikong Yan was at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, Jiang Fengran had also broken through to become a Saint, and Yi Xiaoxiao was at the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm. The capital of heaven is already half-holy.
The combination of the seven of them is indeed powerful, mainly Long Teng, as the fourth in the list of holy kings, he already has the combat power to defeat or even kill ordinary false gods.
And Su Mo’s own combat power has far surpassed the power of the first False God Transformation. It is estimated that there will not be a big gap compared with the False God Second Transformation.
“We can try it, but we must have a plan!” After thinking for a moment, Su Mo said in a deep voice, he should not act rashly when dealing with the main line of the Wu Clan.
“Su Mo, what do you want to arrange?” Zhan Luan asked in a deep voice.
“You and Tiandu, how long will it take for you to become holy?” Su Mo looked at Zhan Luan and Wenren Tiandu, their cultivation levels were too low.
However, Su Mo believed that although the two were only half-sages, as monsters with four-born battle spirits, their combat power was absolutely comparable to that of mid-stage martial saints.
However, this is not enough.
“I need almost three months!” Zhan Luan said, feeling very helpless in his heart, before, he was the strongest existence among the crowd, but now he is almost at the bottom.
“I only need two months!” Wen Rentian said.
“Okay, within three months, the two of you will fight for sanctification, and then we will go to the Wu Clan together!”