In Bai Yan's memory, Su Mo learned a lot about the Yuan clan.
At present, the Yuan tribe is communicating troops on a large scale. The number of Yuan tribes, Golden Horn tribes, Soul tribes, Spirit tribes and other races gathered in the Tianluo Palace occupied by the Yuan tribe is no less than 60 million.
The number is increasing rapidly.
This is just a place in Tianluo Palace.
The Yuan clan has four major strongholds in the human race realm, namely Xutian Palace, Tianluo Palace, Zhantiandao Sect, and Immortal Divine Sect.
Among them, Xutian Palace has been destroyed by the human race, and there are now three other strongholds left.
A Tianluo Palace gathered 60 million troops. If the two strongholds of the Killing Heavenly Dao Sect and the Immortal God Sect are added, the troops gathered in them will definitely be amazing.
Obviously, the Yuan tribe is going to launch a larger offensive and launch a huge war.
I believe that the top leaders of the human race know all this clearly.
Su Mo didn't believe that the human race did not do anything in detail among the Yuan clan and responded internally, and the human race must have a large number of sources of information, and the Yuan clan could not hide such a thing.
For such a large-scale war, the war in Xuanyue Zhancheng was simply not worth mentioning, just like a pediatrician.
Su Mo felt deeply that his strength was insufficient during this turbulent period, so he agreed to the proposal of the ancestor of the Nether Sword and immediately returned to Taichu Divine Mountain.
After returning to Su Feng, Su Mo began to sort out various spoils.
This time, the small world he devoured was about 1,200 in total, because most of the enemies were directly destroyed and no small world was left behind.
But it still preserved more than a thousand.
Secondly, he also obtained a lot of treasures and magical artifacts, with a number of less than 8,000, but most of them were very ordinary, and there was not even a single one of the best magical artifacts.
The generous sword of the Golden Horn ancestor is just close to the best creation artifact.
There is no one in the clan who has a half-step creation realm. Relying on the power of the clan, it is basically impossible to cultivate the best creation artifact.
Finally, there are the flesh and blood essences of the Golden Horn Clan, the Abyss Clan, and even their source power that they devour.
Four hours later.
In the first small world.
Su Mo's soul body stands tall, and there are a large number of resources in front of him.
More than a thousand small worlds, more than eight thousand various treasures, and two large piles of elixirs.
There are only two types of pills, one is blood-red, which is blood-red.
There is nothing mysterious about it, it is condensed from the flesh and blood essence of countless Golden Horn Clans, Abyss, Heavenly Locust Clans, and Dead Strongmen.
It has not been refined or condensed directly, containing great power of origin and can be made by individuals.
The second type of elixir is the source pill, which is equally simple, which means that the source power is compressed and condensed, and the original power contained is also huge.
There are about 350,000 blood pills and source pills in total.
Practicing these blood pills and source pills took Su Mo several hours, mainly because the source power contained in them is too complicated and has various attributes, so he needs to carefully sort out and differentiate them.
There are also some blood pills and source pills in Taichu Sacred Mountain, and they are also one of many cultivation resources.
However, both the blood pills and the source pills have different qualities. For example, the blood pills refined from the Qi and Blood Essence of the Creation Realm are definitely better than the blood pills refined from the Qi and Blood Essence of the Pitian Realm.
Also, most of the blood pills and source pills in Taichu Sacred Mountain are carefully refined, with purer power, slightly better than those of Su Mo's hastily refined.
Buzz ~~~
Su Mo grabbed the space with a big hand, and a huge palace was built out of thin air.
Waving again, all the small worlds flew into the palace.
After a moment of pondering, Su Mo thought and a mountain rose from the ground under the palace and grew rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it was as high as ten thousand feet, piercing through the sky.
The palace is located on the top of the mountain, like an immortal palace, hidden among the clouds.
This palace and mountain are Su Mo's creations in the void, created out of thin air.
Creation Realm! Creation Realm!
It means that after reaching the realm of creation, one can create things out of thin air. It is to use the power of the great laws to combine matter in the small world to create all things.
Of course, we can only create some ordinary substances, not create magical artifacts and precious elixirs, nor can we create living creatures.
At this moment, in Su Mo's first small world, in addition to the central continent, within a radius of millions of miles, there are also huge starry sky and tens of thousands of stars around.
However, everything is still in its prototype. Not only is the continent too small, but there are few stars around it, the stars are also very small, which is a thousand miles apart from the real stars.
Afterwards, Su Mo left the small world with intention, summoned some high-level buildings of Taichu sacred mountain, and distributed all the resources again.
"Su Mo, the human realm has been in turmoil over the years, and my peerless divine sect has been kept in a closed door, but this is not a long-term solution. There are many people in the sect, hoping that you can allow them to go out for training or go out to participate in the war."
After everyone left, Jin Wushang Ren stayed and said with a serious expression.
As one of the five supreme elders of the peerless divine sect, Su Mo’s former master, although Jin Wushangren’s cultivation is incomparable to Long Teng and others.
But so many years have passed, and Jin Wushangren's cultivation has also reached the lower level of Pi Tian Realm.
Nowadays, some other peerless divine high-level leaders have basically reached the mid-level realm of Pi Tian Realm, or even the upper-level realm of Pi Tian Realm.
"Master, what do you think?" Su Mo asked.
"I think some people can be put out appropriately, go out in batches to experience, or participate in the war."
Jin Wushang Ren sighed and continued: "For so many years, under your protection, everyone has almost become flowers in the greenhouse, losing their spirit and fighting spirit. If you keep going, it will last forever..."
Speaking of this, Jin Wushangren shook his head and did not continue to say it. He believed that Su Mo understood what he meant.
Su Mo was silent when he heard this.
Perhaps, he was indeed inadequate in his consideration. From the beginning to the end, he protected the peerless divine gate in his hand, from the Sky Continent to the Wild Realm, to the Yuanshi World and the Tianhun Source Realm, all the time.
In this way, the people from the peerless divine sect are indeed extremely safe.
However, those people from the peerless divine gate can never stand alone.
"Master, let's arrange it!"
Su Mo nodded. It was time to let go more. Perhaps everyone could train in life and death so that they could grow the peerless divine sect faster.
Moreover, in his hand, there is a wisp of souls from almost all the important figures of the peerless Divine Sect. Even if someone really dies, he will not die.
"Okay, since you agree, I'll discuss with others and arrange people out on a small scale!"
Jin Wushang smiled slightly and then left the hall.
After Jin Wushangren left, Su Mo wondered whether to meet the three kings of Daoist, or to start retreating directly.
But at this moment, a gentle aura came to Su Feng.
Su Mo felt this aura and was stunned at first, then his eyes flashed and his body instantly left the hall.
The next moment, he appeared outside the hall and looked at a figure in front of him.
Outside the hall, a figure was wearing a sky blue palace outfit, with a bun of hair, revealing her snow-white neck.
She walked slowly, and her lotus was produced step by step. With a sacred and ethereal feeling in her every move, she seemed to be a real god, holy and noble, and not in the world.
"Why, I'm not welcome?"
The woman smiled slightly and looked at Su Mo.
"Prince Luohua, please!"
Su Mo smiled and bowed and invited the other party into the hall.
He never expected that Mr. Luo Hua would come to the door today.
Nowadays, Mr. Luo Hua is no longer dressed as a handsome young man, but is like a holy fairy.
Chapter completed!