The endless wild mountains, the towering wild holy mountains, have existed forever.
A tall and straight figure, stepping on the void, traveled thousands of miles in an instant, crossed the sky, and came to the front of the wild holy mountain.
The figure was Su Mo.
Standing at the entrance of the holy mountain, Su Mo stood up and waited quietly.
Swish!
After only two breaths, the figure flashed, and the bald man came to Su Mo.
Immediately, the bald man looked at Su Mo carefully, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm?" The bald man looked suspicious, but he didn't suspect that Su Mo's cultivation was improving too fast, but too slow.
Because the speed at which Su Mo's cultivation level improved was too fast.
According to his guess, after so many years, Su Mo should have reached the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, or even the Quasi-Emperor Realm!
"What? Senior Xiang still wants to compete again?" Su Mo asked with a faint smile.
"Uh!" The bald man was startled when he heard the words, and then he said with a dry smile: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood!"
joke!
When Su Mo was at the fifth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, he was able to defeat him, but now at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, how can he beat him!
"Come with me!"
Immediately, the bald man greeted Su Mo and walked towards the inside of the holy mountain.
Su Mo followed the bald man, and soon came to the inside of the holy mountain, in front of the palaces built with huge stones.
At this moment, in front of one of the palaces, a middle-aged man in black stood respectfully in front of the palace gate.
This palace does not belong to the bald man or the middle-aged man in black, but to their eldest brother.
Seeing this, Su Mo immediately raised his eyebrows. Could it be that this time he could meet the boss of the Three Wild Monsters?
"Senior!" Coming to the middle-aged man in black, Su Mo cupped his fists slightly.
"En!" The middle-aged man in black nodded, but didn't say anything, his eyes just quietly looked at the palace in front of him.
The bald man took a deep breath, and his expression became serious.
Seeing that both of them were waiting, Su Mo waited helplessly.
The three of them waited for about half an hour. Su Mo clearly felt that a powerful aura was slowly waking up in the palace.
This breath is vast and boundless, as if sleeping for endless years.
"A level eight monster?" Su Mo was immediately surprised. The existence in the palace was clearly an eighth level monster comparable to Emperor Wu!
It turns out that the boss of the Three Wild Monsters is actually a strong Emperor Wu!
Su Mo was very surprised. It turned out that there was still a strong Emperor Wu in the Firmament Continent.
"Come in!" A moment later, a deep and vicissitudes voice came from the palace.
Immediately, the middle-aged man in black gently pushed open the gate of the palace, and led the bald man and Su Mo into the palace.
The palace was deep, and the three of them walked to the depths of the palace and stopped before a secret room.
Then, the middle-aged man in black pushed open the door of the secret room again.
I saw that the secret room was not big, with a radius of about five feet, and it was extremely dark. A thin figure was lying cross-legged on the ground, with his back to Su Mo and the others.
Su Mo's eyes flashed. This person gave him an unfathomable feeling, and he couldn't see the other person's cultivation.
Secretly mobilizing the Nether Demon Pupil Martial Soul, Su Mo's eyes flashed green, and he immediately saw the other party's cultivation level, a peak level eighth level monster.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
The three of them walked into the secret room. The middle-aged man in black and the bald man immediately saluted the thin figure respectfully.
Su Mo didn't pay attention, but just looked at the other party quietly.
After a while, the thin figure rotated automatically, revealing its face in front of Su Mo.
This is an old man with an old face, hooked nose, narrow eyes, sharp mouth, very ugly.
The old man's eyes fell on Su Mo immediately, and they met each other. Both of them could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
Su Mo's heart trembled slightly. This is a strong man, an absolute super strong man. Although the other party and Wu Sen are both at the first level of Martial Emperor Realm, he has a feeling that this man is definitely more than ten times stronger than Wu Sen.
And the old man obviously saw Su Mo's extraordinaryness, his eyes flashed, and he became extremely fierce.
"Brother, let me introduce you, this son is Su Mo, who is now the strongest human race in the firmament world!"
The middle-aged man in black is old?Introduction, he has also learned about the situation in the firmament world in recent years, knowing Su Mo's status and strength.
However, the middle-aged man in black only said that Su Mo was the strongest of the human race, not including the monster race.
Apparently he didn't think that Su Mo's strength was invincible in the firmament world, because he still had his elder brother.
"Su Mo, this is our eldest brother!" Then the middle-aged man in black introduced Su Mo.
"Senior!" Su Mo clasped his fists slightly at the thin old man upon hearing this.
"The eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, the strongest of the human race!"
The emaciated old man whispered to himself, which made him a little surprised. He can become the strongest person in the human race with an eighth level of Martial Emperor Realm. Has the current firmament world fallen like this?
"Second brother, is the time coming soon?" The thin old man asked the middle-aged man in black.
"It's almost there, in about two years!" The middle-aged man in black nodded.
When the thin old man heard the words, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.
"Brother, Su Mo is very powerful, and the two of you join forces, there is a great chance!" The big man said at a critical moment, his voice was very loud.
The thin old man nodded. He also saw that Su Mo was extraordinary. Moreover, the fact that the two foster brothers brought Su Mo to him showed that Su Mo was much stronger than the other two.
"Sit down!" The old man waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew by, and the dusty slate floor became bright and clean.
Immediately, the three of Su Mo sat down cross-legged in front of the thin old man.
"Little friend, old man Qin is not dead, it's a pleasure to meet you!" The thin old man raised his fist slightly and introduced himself.
?Su Mo was startled when he heard the words, Qin is not dead? There is such a name?
However, he still raised his fist in return.
"Little friend, catastrophe is approaching, what do you think?" Qin Bushi said straight to the point.
"Kill!" Su Mo said indifferently. He was not surprised that the other party mentioned the catastrophe.
After all, with the strength of the opponent's cultivation base, the catastrophe will bear the brunt of the disaster.
"Is it only killing?" Qin Bushi smiled when he heard this.
Seeing this, Su Mo pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Escape!"
"good!"
Qin Bushi nodded when he heard the words, and said: "The peak powerhouses of all generations in the firmament world want to escape, escape from this captive place of the witch clan, and it seems that you are no exception!"
"Has anyone succeeded before?" Su Mo asked, if the predecessors can get through, they have hope.
"I don't know, maybe there is!"
Qin Bushi shook his head, sighed and said: "The old man has experienced three catastrophes, and he knows the difficulty of this matter!"
"Three catastrophes?" Su Mo was stunned when he heard the words, and his face showed shock. The catastrophe happens once in a thousand years, and the other party has experienced it three times. How long has the other party lived?
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