They couldn’t figure out the details of the soul clan in front of them. If they were brought to their old lair, the powerful soul clan would follow and wipe them all out, then it would be over.
“I said, you have no choice!”
Su Mo sighed slightly, and grabbed the two Holy Sons of the Gloomy Sacred Palace with his big hands, and they were directly absorbed by him without any resistance.
Even that tall holy son, who possesses the lowest level of Taoism, is still like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Here, there are no outsiders, and Su Mo can display his strength without any restraint.
The power of the three thousand and one great ways is enough to make him like a god when facing people in the realm of creation and people in the realm of Taoism.
In fact, the darkness of the dark world has no effect on him at all, because he controls the dark road.
“no no!”
The two holy sons suddenly stared angrily, and they couldn’t do it even if they wanted to struggle.
In the hearts of the two of them, a stormy sea was set off, and they were filled with fear.
The people of the soul clan in front of him are definitely not good luck realm cultivation bases, they are simply terrifyingly powerful.
Swish!
Su Mo reached out with his big hand, and immediately began to search for the soul, forcibly absorbing the memory of the tall son.
Soon, the memory of the other party was acquired by him.
In the memory of the other party, there are not only a lot of information about the dark world, but also a lot of information about the dark holy palace.
In the Gloomy Sacred Palace, there is indeed a soul figure, the pillar behind the Gloomy Sacred Palace.
The soul person is the high-level person of the Dark Holy Palace back then, but this tall holy son actually doesn’t know who it is or how many people there are.
But at present, in the Gloomy Sacred Palace, the person in charge is the Saintess of the Gloomy Sacred Palace—Ye Ying.
This woman is a descendant of the Lord of the Gloomy Sacred Palace back then, not only the Saintess of the Gloomy Sacred Palace, but also the Saintess of the Night God Clan.
There are many Holy Sons in the Gloomy Holy Palace, far more than five, and they change from time to time, but there is always only one Holy Maiden.
From the memory of the tall son, Su Mo found the current lair of the Gloomy Sacred Palace.
However, this lair is only one of them.
The so-called three caves of the cunning rabbit, there are dozens of lairs in the Gloomy Sacred Palace.
As for the lair in the memory of Gaoda Shengzi, because he wants to launch an operation against the pavilion of the soul clan, half of the staff of the Gloomy Sacred Palace is currently concentrated, and the saint is also in it.
“True Ink Secret Realm!” Su Mo muttered to himself.
Another kind of stern son saw that Su Mo knew where their lair was, and his expression changed wildly.
Boom!
The tall holy son fell down, hit the ground heavily, and fell into a coma.
Su Mo violently destroyed the opponent’s soul, causing the opponent’s soul to dissipate and die completely.
He could not have killed the other party, but he needs to get credit for this experience, so he can only choose this person.
“Let’s go to the True Ink Secret Realm together!” Su Mo looked at the remaining stern Son.
“If I want to kill, I will kill. I will not betray the Gloomy Holy Palace or the Night God Clan.” The Leng Jun Shengzi had a resolute look on his face, and he was already planning to die.
“Extremely stupid!”
Su Mo shook his head and said, “If I want to harm the Gloomy Sacred Palace, I can kill all of you now, and then take the experts from the Heavenly Soul Temple to the True Ink Secret Realm to destroy the Gloomy Sacred Palace. Why do I need to talk nonsense with you?”
The Leng Jun Shengzi was startled when he heard the words, but the words were true. He was shocked for a moment, and he didn’t think of this.
“Do you really want to cooperate with our Gloomy Holy Palace?” the Leng Jun Shengzi asked with a look of surprise.
“Of course, I want to see your saint Yeying.” Su Mo nodded.
“Okay, I’ll take you there!”
Holy Son Leng Jun nodded in agreement. He had to agree, otherwise he would die, but he died in a wrong way. Su Mo could still find the True Ink Secret Realm.
“Ok!”