Thinking of the hundreds of disciples whose lives were harvested like mowing grass, they couldn’t help but tremble, and their hearts felt cold.
Too strong!
Su Mo is really too powerful!
Not afraid of siege at all!
“Jian Wuyou, you are the strongest here, what do you think we should do?”
A master of Fengling Island looked at Jian Wuyou and asked.
Hearing the words, Jian Wuyou shook his head and sighed: “I don’t know what to do! His strength is too heaven-defying, even if it’s me, I probably can’t beat him with one move!”
When everyone heard Jian Wuyou’s words, they were all silent, and their faces were extremely gloomy.
All of them are masters with extraordinary talents, otherwise they would not be able to become inner disciples of their respective sects.
Then, they never dreamed that one day, so many of them would be forced into such a situation by a person of similar cultivation in the Spirit Martial Realm.
“Brother Jian, I think we should regroup and go back to kill Su Mo!”
Another Tianjianmen disciple spoke coldly. This person was thin and had a cold face.
Jian Wuyou glanced at the other party, shook his head, and said, “Liu Canyang, Su Mo obviously has mastered some kind of weird secret method, which can control the true energy in other people’s bodies, and his movement speed is unpredictable, even if No matter how many people pass by, they will just die!”
This emaciated Tianjianmen disciple was Liu Canyang who had once fought against Su Mo in the Four Seas Ring in the imperial city.
Liu Canyang kept hiding behind the crowd, but Su Mo didn’t notice him.
Hearing Jian Wuyou’s words, Liu Canyang’s expression was extremely ugly, because he knew that if others handed over the storage bag, Su Mo would let him leave, but he, absolutely impossible!
He had offended Su Mo once, and Su Mo could not let him go.
At this moment, Liu Canyang’s heart was extremely bitter, he would never have thought that the ants he had never looked down upon would grow so fast and have such incredible fighting power!
In the middle of the White Jade Square, Su Mo found a clean and bloodless place and sat down cross-legged again.
He is not in a hurry, the exit of Qinghua Cave will be opened on Baiyu Square, he is guarding here, without his consent, no one can easily leave.
Taking out his badge, Su Mo felt dizzy for a while. He saw a long list of numbers on it. His points were unimaginably high!
Su Mo didn’t take a closer look. He killed so many people and looted so many people’s points. How could he be the first?
After a while, Su Mo started to temper his true energy again by running his exercises.
Su Mo’s recent improvement in cultivation is not unpleasant. One month ago in the Imperial City, his cultivation soared from the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm to the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. The seventh level of the Lingwu Realm soared to the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm.
In just one month, his cultivation base soared, and his strength soared a hundredfold.
But in contrast, his current cultivation base is not very stable, his true energy is a little vain, slightly mixed, and his purity has dropped significantly.
In this state, even if his cultivation reached the limit of the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, it would be difficult to break through to the Real Spirit Realm.
Therefore, he must seize the time to quench the true energy in his body, stabilize his cultivation, lay a solid foundation, and prepare for the impact on the true spirit realm.
Time passed slowly, and the people in the distance didn’t return to Baiyu Square, and they didn’t dare to challenge Su Mo anymore, they were all waiting.
Waiting for the opening of the exit of Qinghua Cave, after the exit is opened, they will find a way to go out.
They also didn’t quite believe that Su Mo would dare not let them go out after the exit was opened.
After all, there are thousands of trial disciples from the four sects. If Su Mo lets so many of them stay here, it will be a catastrophe.
…
Outside the Qinghua Cave, in the valley, a dozen or so elders from the Four Great Sects are also quietly waiting for the final opening moment.
“Hey! Seventh Elder, I hope all of you Fengling Island disciples will have good luck in this trial!”
Zhu Lixing, the elder of the Lieyang Sect, had a teasing look on his face, and said to the Seventh Elder of Fengling Island, the meaning in his words was already very obvious, the disciples of the Lieyang Sect would not let the disciples of Fengling Island go.
“Humph!”
The Seventh Elder snorted coldly, and confronted each other: “My disciples of Fengling Island have always had good luck, but you disciples of the Lieyang Sect, I hope you won’t lose too many!”
Hearing this, Zhu Lixing sneered and said, “Don’t worry, I, a disciple of the Lieyang Sect, will definitely not disappoint the Seventh Elder!”
“I hope so!”