“Dark Sword, how did you escape?”
Arriving in front of An Jian in a hurry, An Shang and An Yuan asked curiously.
“Su Mo took the initiative to let me go!” Dark Sword bowed to the two elders and said solemnly.
“Let you go on my own initiative? What’s going on here?” An Shang hurriedly asked with a puzzled face.
What Su Mo meant by this move is too confusing.
“Patriarch, elders, I have something to discuss with you!” Dark Sword said solemnly.
“What’s the matter?” Seeing An Jian’s serious face, both of them were puzzled.
“Patriarch and veteran, please sit down!”
Afterwards, Dark Sword greeted the two of them and sat down on the animal skin chair in the hall.
“Patriarch, elder, we Shadow Clan, the opportunity for revival has come!”
Looking at the doubtful Anshang and Anyuan, Anjian took a deep breath, his face extremely solemn.
“Fuxing?” An Yuan and An Yuan were startled when they heard the words, their eyes dazzled with brilliance.
Immediately, Dark Sword informed Anshang and Anyuan of Su Mo’s situation in detail.
He also showed the two of them his five-life fighting spirit, which really stunned Anshang and An Yuan.
Afterwards, the three of them discussed carefully for several hours in the stone hall.
…
Xuanhuang’s Holy King Hall is basically the same as Tianhuang’s Holy King Hall. It is also hidden in the depths of the void, and the passages are opened at regular intervals.
It took Su Mo more than ten days to reach the Holy King Hall.
The quaint Holy King Hall, standing in the void, is like a giant beast dormant, and there is still a whirlpool blocking the gate of the hall.
The figure passed through the vortex, and an extremely powerful tearing force acted on Su Mo’s body.
However, this tearing force could not shake him.
There are also other warriors in the temple, but not many, just a few dozen people.
Most of them are meditating cross-legged, obviously exhausted after breaking the list.
To Su Mo’s surprise, there were actually two acquaintances, Wan Shengxiao and Lin Man from the Wind and Thunder Sect.
“Su Mo!”
Wan Shengxiao and Lin Man were slightly taken aback when they saw the speed of entering the hall.
The two of them had just come out of the Batian Clan and came to the Holy King’s Palace. They didn’t expect Su Mo to come too.
Su Mo ignored the two of them and went straight to the center of the hall, the thick stone pillar that went straight to the top.
First place: Public ride Taihao!
Third place: Li Feng!
Ninth place: Lihong!
Eighteenth place: Dark Sword!
Twenty-ninth place: Wanshengxiao!
Thirty-second place: Tongyu!
Sixty-third place: Lin Man!
These are the names Su Mo is familiar with. As for the others, he doesn’t know them.
Su Mo was a little surprised that Li Feng ranked third, but not too surprised.
It is worth mentioning that Wan Shengxiao’s ranking has risen by one place, and Lin Man has also entered the list.
Su Mo glanced at Lin Man who was far away, and found that the other party had actually broken through his cultivation, reached the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm, and became a Saint King.
“The public ride is Taihao!”