Su Mo "chased" the people from the Dark Holy Palace, the cold and stern son, and quickly fled with a group of people from the Dark Holy Palace.
Half an hour later, Leng Jun Sheng Son ordered to escape in dispersion, to send everyone away, and to escape alone.
So, Su Mo caught up with Leng Jun's Holy Son, and the two walked together and rushed to the Zhenmo Secret Realm.
In the darkness, the cold Holy Son was incredibly fast.
As the Night God clan, darkness cannot affect him. His wings flashed behind him, as fast as teleportation.
However, no matter how fast he was, Su Mo always followed him tightly.
The Leng Jun Shengzi was secretly shocked. What is the identity of this Soul Tribe Pavilion and why is it so extraordinary?
There was nothing to say along the way, five or six hours later, the two came to a huge mountain range.
The mountains are boundless and vast.
After half an hour of flying in the mountains, Leng Jun Shengzi came to an extremely ordinary valley.
Whoosh swish swish!!
As soon as the two of them arrived, five or six Night God clan members flew out from the surrounding darkness and surrounded them.
"Son Ye Ming, why did you bring a soul clan here?"
Several people from the Night God clan looked solemn, asking Leng Jun Sheng Son, but their eyes were staring at Su Mo.
However, seeing Su Mo's cultivation level of a small achievement in the Creation Realm, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Everyone, this person is a Soul Pavilion, but he wants to see the Saint!" said the Leng Shengzi Ye Ming in a deep voice.
“It’s just nonsense!”
The middle-aged god clan in front of him heard that the soul clan in front of him was about to see the saint, and immediately scolded Ye Ming loudly.
People from the Soul Clan want to see the Saint?
You brought him?
This is extremely stupid. Isn't it completely unconsidered with the conspiracy behind it?
"Boy, since you are here, then die!" The middle-aged gods suddenly became murderous. He was ready to kill Su Mo and notify the saint of this.
Then, the nest will be discarded, and they need to be transferred immediately.
The middle-aged gods are at the smallest level of the Taoist realm. They are very powerful and have a surge of source power in their bodies, so they are ready to kill Su Mo with one blow.
But, the next breath, Su Mo glanced at him tightly.
Just one glance, the middle-aged gods were as if they were struck by lightning, their whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their bodies collapsed to the ground.
"I have no conspiracy. If there is any conspiracy, I will not come alone."
Su Mo spoke coldly and continued, "Now, please notify your saint, that I want to see her, or notify you other people who can make the decision in the Dark Holy Palace."
"You...!" The middle-aged gods were shocked and their faces changed wildly.
The young man in the soul clan in front of him clearly only has the cultivation level of a small level in the Creation Realm, so why is he so terrifying?
In the moment, he felt the terrifying power of the Great Dao, which was acting on him and was unable to resist at all.
The other Night God Clans were far lower than the middle-aged Night God Clans, and their faces changed wildly.
As for the Holy Son Ye Ming, he couldn't help but sigh again. He was so strong. The people of the soul clan with their eyes were really unfathomable.
"Elder, this person is going to cooperate with us. He already knew the Zhenmo Secret Realm before he came. If he wanted to harm us, he could kill me and bring the strong people of the Soul Clan to come." Ye Ming said truthfully.
When the middle-aged gods heard this, they frowned. This statement was reasonable. Ye Ming is not a person who is not aware of the truth and should not do anything nonsense.
Now that things have come to this point, he can only inform him first.
"You wait, I'll inform the saint and ask the saint to decide."
The middle-aged gods stood up, looked at Su Mo deeply, then approached a rock wall in the valley, sank into it, and disappeared without a trace.
Su Mo looked at the entrance to the Zhenmo Secret Realm without any means.
In other words, there is no formation or restriction at the entrance, and anyone can enter and exit freely.
It seems that the people in the Dark Holy Palace were worried that they would be noticed by the Soul Clan, so they did not arrange any magic arrays.
The middle-aged gods came quickly and came back very quickly. They came back in just a dozen breaths.
"Saint is welcome!" the middle-aged man stared at Su Mo and said solemnly.
"Lead the way!" Su Mo nodded slightly.
Immediately, the middle-aged Ye God clan and Ye Ming took Su Mo to enter the Zhenmo secret realm through the entrance.
In the Zhenmo Secret Realm, there is an independent dimensional world, and it is also a dark world.
However, this small world is far less dark than the dark world, and the space is more than ten times weaker.
The warriors in the Creation Realm can completely penetrate darkness, vision and perception, which are dozens of times stronger than in the dark world.
This place is deserted, with several simple palaces built with huge stones in front of them.
In front of a palace in the center, more than a hundred people gathered, most of whom were the Night God clan.
Most of these people's cultivation is in the realm of creation, and there are a few small extreme levels of the realm of Taoism.
The middle-aged gods and Ye Ming took Su Mo directly to the palace.
Everyone stared at Su Mo, and murderous intent and hatred appeared in their eyes.
"Go in!" Someone spoke and signaled Su Mo to enter the hall.
Su Mo's face was cold and without hesitation, he pushed open the palace gate and strode into the palace.
A huge mural is painted on the main wall in the hall, and the painting is a tall and majestic old man from the Night God clan.
At this moment, a woman from the Night God clan was standing in front of the mural and watching, with her back facing Su Mo.
This woman is tall, with long dark purple hair, and her wings behind her are extremely special, and she is actually a colorful color.
The colorful light flowed, and it was dazzling in an instant.
The moment he saw this woman, Su Mo understood why the status of the saint in the Dark Holy Palace was far superior to that of the Holy Son.
It's not just because of identity, but because of talent.
This woman's talent is definitely extraordinary.
However, his cultivation is not high, and he is only a small extreme level in the Dao Realm.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
The woman asked in a plain voice without turning around.
When Su Mo heard this, he pondered for a moment and waved his hand. The power of the law was poured out, isolating the inside and outside the hall.
The woman did not respond, as if she was not worried about Su Mo having ill intentions.
"Are you the saint of the Dark Holy Palace Ye Ying?" Su Mo asked.
"Yes!" The woman's voice was cold and indifferent.
"You want to expel the Soul Clan and rebuild the glory of the Dark Holy Palace?"
"yes!"
"Are there still many powerful people in the Pitian Realm behind your Dark Holy Palace?"
"yes!"
Faced with Su Mo's inquiry, the woman answered all of them, but it was extremely simple.
Because these things are not secret.
"Now, this saint also asks you three questions!"
The woman still didn't turn around, her voice was Gujing Wubo, and she said, "Are you the Eighth Soul Pavilion's pavilion?"
"No." Su Mo shook his head.
"Who are you?" the woman continued to ask.
"People from Yuanshi World."
Swish!
Chapter completed!