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The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 6380

What Su Mo is thinking about now is how to combine his Great Dao with the Small World, and how to perfect his Cosmic Chaos Fist.

However, other people’s small worlds are impenetrable, but his small world is like flowing water.

Therefore, for him at present, the combination of the power of the Great Dao and the small world is somewhat unrealistic, and he should consider it after reaching the realm of creation.

However, his Cosmic Chaos Fist can be improved a little bit, and it will have more powerful power.

Buzz~~!

Suddenly, Su Mo stopped walking and looked forward.

Suddenly, a wisp of black smoke appeared in front of him without warning, and the black smoke quickly condensed into a human shape, like a ghost.

“Quack, Su Mo!”

Ghostly laughed out loud, and stared at Su Mo with deep eyes like will-o’-the-wisps.

“Who are you?”

Su Mo asked with a frown. He couldn’t see the face of the other party, but the other party’s cultivation was at the middle level of the Creation Realm.

“The person who killed you!” Ghostly said.

“Why did you kill me?”

Su Mo didn’t have the slightest fear, and was even a little curious. Who wanted to kill him?

In the realm of the human race, he didn’t offend anyone, so no one should want to kill him.

Is it alien?

Is the foreign race’s penetration of the human race realm so powerful?

Dare to openly come to the realm of the human race and come out to kill the people from the Shenshan Mountain in the beginning?

“In the human race, there shouldn’t be someone as powerful as you!” Ghosting said indifferently.

“Do you really think you can kill me?” Su Mo’s expression was flat, without any panic.

“die!”

Ghost Shadow stopped talking nonsense, and suddenly raised his big hand, and a black flag appeared in his hand, and he waved it suddenly.

In an instant, countless black mist billowed and filled all directions, covering Su Mo completely.

“Ho ho ho ho!”

“Aww!

“Woo woo woo…”

From the sky and the ground, from all directions, there were all kinds of roars and cries, filling Su Mo’s ears.

As if, this is not the world, but hell.

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