There are four people in this group, namely Shangyu Zhenzu, Taiyue Tianjun, Chiming Soul Lord, and the four-armed alien race. As for Rongtian, he did not come from a distance.
“My lord…you see, when can I go out?”
The four-armed foreign race spoke first, with a humble smile on his face, as if he were a child who had done something wrong.
“And us!”
Taiyue Tianjun also spoke, his face was respectful, and he still had the slightest majesty before.
The Soul Lord Chiming and True Ancestor Shangyu didn’t speak, but they just stared at Su Mo, wanting to see something from Su Mo’s face.
“You… how about this, each of you contribute a hundred small worlds to me, and I will let you go!”
Su Mo looked around at the crowd and said casually.
“What?”
“What’s the meaning?”
“A hundred small worlds?”
The four of them were slightly taken aback when they heard the words, not knowing why.
As for the Chiming Soul Lord and the Four Wall aliens, because they gave Su Mo a small world at the beginning, after thinking about it, they quickly understood what Su Mo meant.
“You…you…Su Mo…you put me
Do they treat them as raising Gu? ”
The eyes of Chi Ming Soul Master’s eyes were round, and there was a monstrous anger in the eyes, and the soul power in his whole body was shaking wildly.
If it wasn’t for Su Mo’s inferior strength, he would have wanted to bite Su Mo to death and eat him alive.
A hundred years ago, he offered his small world to Su Mo in exchange for his life.
Then, and then, it took him decades to reopen a new small world, thus returning to the realm of creation.
But now, Su Mo actually told him that he had to give another hundred small worlds before he could be free.
Co-author, is his purpose of living to open up a small world for Su Mo?
The Red Nether Soul Lord was really angry.
“Impossible! Totally impossible!”
“Do you know how much time and energy it takes to open up a small world? How can I become a slave to provide you with a small world? Could it be that the only purpose of my existence in the endless years to come is to give you a small world?”
The four-armed foreign race continued to roar, and he was also angry, with fierce aura surging all over his body, and a huge gust of wind was set off around him.
“I don’t want to? Then you all die now!”
A cold light flashed in Su Mo’s eyes, and he raised his palm. The terrifying aura rising from his body, like the brilliant heavenly power, suppresses everything.
The faces of the four-armed foreign race and Patriarch Chi Ming froze, their bodies could not help but tremble, and then…
“willing!”
“One hundred is not much, no problem…no problem!”