Fortunately, at this moment, in the entire valley, many thoughts were wandering, and many people were chatting secretly through voice transmission, but no one had noticed their voice transmission for the time being.
Su Mo nodded slightly, and he didn’t ask any more, because he already knew it in his heart.
The disciples of the Ming clan participating in the thousand elections will be disadvantageous to him, not only the Ming clan, but also people from other forces.
It seems that these forces were all drawn in by Di Yihun or Tuoba Qingyun, and they were going to make a move during the Thousand Election Battle.
Su Mo’s heart was full of coldness. He was not afraid at all. No one could kill him in the same level of cultivation. got him.
“Su Mo, that is Mr. Yan from the Ming clan!”
Standing beside Su Mo, Long Teng saw that Su Mo’s eyes were on Sage Yan, and he said.
“Yes!” Su Mo nodded slightly.
“That is Mr. Wuji from the Heavenly Star God Dynasty, and that is Mr. Helan from the Immortal God Dynasty!” Long Teng continued to introduce Su Mo, pointing his eyes at the Star God Dynasty camp and the Immortal God Dynasty camp.
Su Mo turned his gaze and landed on the camp of the Heavenly Star God Dynasty. He naturally knew He Lanshang from the Undead Clan, but he had never seen Mr. Wuji from the Star Clan.
This Mr. Wuji, wearing a robe of stars, if he could describe it in one word, it would be handsome.
This person has an incomparably handsome face, his eyes are as bright as stars, his figure is tall and straight, and the skin of his whole body is shining with misty stars.
However, according to Su Mo’s observation, this person’s cultivation level is not high, only the seventh rank.
The Nine Young Masters of God’s Domain are the most talented existences among the eternal arrogance, but their cultivation levels are different.
Among them, only Ye Lingtian and the Ancient Demon Crown Prince possessed ninth-rank advanced cultivation.
Mr. Bayun is of the eighth rank, Mr. Wuji and Mr. Helan are of the seventh rank.
Gongsun Changjue of the Eternal Shrine who has yet to come, Long Yu of the Dragon Clan, and Demon Sage Yan of the Ming Clan are all only at the sixth rank.
As for the Chaos Clan, he seemed to be called Young Master Ling, but Su Mo didn’t know who it was.
His gaze scanned the crowd of the chaotic gods, and he quickly locked on a person. This person was standing beside the God King Weitian, wearing a loose white robe. He looked like a young boy with fair skin and a little childish .
However, this person’s cultivation base is very high, as high as the ninth rank, but not the ninth rank high level, it seems that he is at the ninth rank low or intermediate level
The reason why Su Mo was sure that this person was Young Master Ling was firstly because he was young, secondly because he was from the Chaos race, and thirdly because his aura was incomparably thicker than that of other ninth ranks. People, there are too many and too many.
Su Mo secretly remembered this person. Although the Chaos Yuan King said he would give him convenience, the Chaos Clan was unlikely to deal with him, but in the thousand elections, the Chaos Clan would not help him.
Therefore, this Mr. Ling will also be one of his opponents.
Whoosh whoosh! !
From time to time, a large number of figures came in the sky, one force after another, and soon there were more than seventy forces in the valley.
Powers such as the Eternal Shrine and the Ultimate God King Hall also arrived one after another.
Sure enough, Su Mo’s conjecture was confirmed. The Ultimate God King came in person, bringing the Destroyer Sword King with him.
It’s just that the geniuses of the Ultimate God King Palace are almost overshadowed by the geniuses of the major gods.
The Ultimate God King had a gloomy face and did not greet Su Mo. He just glanced at the people in Tianwang Palace and Chutianxu, and waited quietly in the valley.
“The ultimate god king, the final winner of this thousand-election battle, I am determined to win!”
With a thought of Su Mo, a voice of thought flew out, flying towards the Ultimate God King.
The Ultimate God King heard Su Mo’s voice transmission, turned his head slightly to look at Su Mo, and frowned slightly.
After pondering for a while, the ultimate god king echoed: “I can’t help you, I can only ask my disciples to help you when necessary!”
The Ultimate God King knew that it was almost impossible for his disciples in the Ultimate God King Hall to win the final victory, so it was okay to help Su Mo when necessary.
“That’s enough!” Su Mo said through voice transmission. If the disciples of the Ultimate God King Palace can help him, it will be beneficial and harmless.
The ultimate god king nodded slightly, stopped talking, and waited quietly.
On the other side, Di Yihun was expressionless, but Su Mo’s every move was under his observation.
He discovered the secret communication between Su Mo and the Ultimate God King, but he didn’t know what the communication was about. He already knew that the Ultimate God King helped Su Mo.
“Your luck can’t be so good forever!” Di Yihun thought to himself, this time, he had arranged enough for the thousand elections, and Su Mo could not escape.
In the valley, under the waiting of everyone, it didn’t take long for all the forces to arrive, and everyone was divided into ninety-four camps.