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Chapter 978 Reaping the benefits of the fisherman

Su Mo could see clearly from a distance between the war and Linghu Xingchen and others. The peak was updated the fastest

He had to admit that the war was very powerful, and it was a bit too strong.

Without using mysteries, the strength of war was more than several times stronger than Shangguan Hao, Dugu Sheng and others.

After Linghu Xingchen and the other four were injured, they did not get too entangled with the war and immediately fled quickly.

There was no pursuit in the war. After seeing a few people leaving, he flew straight to the huge mysterious mountain and began to comprehend the mysterious.

Su Mo did not step forward, he glanced at the direction where Linghu Xingchen and others fled, and showed a look of contemplation on his face.

Linghu Xingchen's spiritual sword should be an ordinary spiritual sword. However, although it is just an ordinary spiritual sword, not a natal spiritual sword, the seven spiritual swords themselves are of high level, so their power is no worse than his natal spiritual sword.

Ordinary spiritual swords are divided into levels, but the natal spiritual sword has no level. The power of the natal spiritual sword depends on the warmth of the master.

Su Mo's natal spiritual sword has been refining for a short time, so its power is not as powerful as it is rumored.

"What is this mystery?"

Shaoqing, Su Mo looked at the tall Myoyi Mountain and frowned slightly.

This mystery is very extraordinary, and the destructive aura is shocking. It feels even more terrifying than killing and killing. Could it be that this is what Xier said about the mystery of destruction?

After pondering for a moment, Su Mo turned around and left. Now he didn't want to fight with the war.

Moreover, he had to find Wushan as soon as possible, which was necessary. After all, whether he could capture Wushan was related to Hong Qingxuan's life, he had to pay attention to it.

As for the destruction mystery, he didn't care. Anyway, there were many powerful mystery in the battle soul world.

For a while, Su Mo continued to wander in the void, looking for traces of Wushan.

During this period, Su Mo discovered Sikong Yan, and the other party was sitting cross-legged on a mountain with the mystery of flames, closing his eyes to comprehend the mystery.

Not far from the other party, there was a corpse lying, which was obviously killed by Sikong Yan.

Su Mo did not disturb the other party and left straight away.

Su Mo wandered in the war soul world for five days. On this day, a large number of warriors appeared at the end of his sight.

"What's going on?" Su Mo moved and flew over quickly.

hold head high!

At this moment, a shocking dragon roar echoed and spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

From afar, Su Mo's eyes penetrated countless people and saw a giant dragon flying in the void, with its teeth and claws, and its majesty.

"Jiaolong is the Prince of the Dragon in the East China Sea!" Su Mo's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but feel dark. Who has such strength? Dare to fight against the Prince of the Dragon?

Soon, Su Mo's figure flew closer and he immediately saw everything clearly.

The person who fought with Prince Jiaolong was neither the other person nor the Wushan he had been looking for for a long time.

To be precise, Wushan and two powerful men from the Huangquan Demon Sect are dealing with the Prince Jiaolong.

And behind Wushan and others, there is also a huge mysterious mountain, flashing with a hazy halo, I don’t know what mysterious it is.

This mountain is much taller than the mountain of Destruction Mystery, but it has no momentum, as if it is very ordinary, far less shocking than the aura of Destruction Mystery.

Hundreds of warriors gathered here, all watching the battle from a distance. Su Mo came to the rear of the crowd and quietly watched everything happening in front of him.

Since Wushan is fighting with Prince Jiaolong, it just fits Su Mo's wish, he just needs to wait quietly and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In the field.

The dragon prince has transformed into his original body. The dragon body, which is ten thousand feet long, has dazzling golden scales shining with dazzling golden light.

The huge dragon body wanders in the void, which is extremely shocking and gives people a strong sense of oppression.

The dragon breath spurted out from his mouth and nose made the space ahead constantly shatter.

The huge dragon's pressure seemed to be a hurricane, sweeping all directions.

Although the people watching the game were far away, they couldn't help but look shocked. This momentum was so strong that some weak low-level martial emperors collapsed!

"Long Teng, you destroy my body, today is your death!"

Wushan and two black-robed men from the Huangquan Demon Sect stood side by side in the void. The three of them all burst into strong murderous intent, firmly locking onto the dragon prince in front of them.

The figures of the three men, in front of the Dragon Prince, looked extremely small like an ant and an elephant.

However, Wushan and the other two had strong confidence.

This trip to the Soul World, Wushan’s primary goal is of course to comprehend the mystery and condense the seeds of the Soul.

And his goal is the immortal mystery here.

The secondary goal is to kill the Dragon Prince.

When the Dragon Prince Long Teng destroyed his body, he almost killed his soul. He never forgot this hatred.

And this time the opening of the Soul Realm of War is his chance to take revenge.

This time, he made full preparations and was 70% or 80% sure to completely kill the Prince of Jiaolong and avenge his previous shame.

"Wushan, you are just defeated generals, you dare to come and seek death!" A sound like thunder came from the huge dragon's mouth.

Longteng's eyes as big as a house were full of disdain. Although Wushan had two helpers this time, he was not afraid at all.

"The defeated general?"

Wushan sneered when he heard this, and smiled loudly: "Long Teng, I hope you can still be so confident in a while!"

The ink-colored mysterious power surged in Wushan's body, and thick black mist gushed out of his body, making him look like a generation of evil demons.

Today, Wushan has not only restored its strength, but also improved to the next level, so he is confident of defeating Prince Jiaolong.

Moreover, the two around him were not simple either. One came from the Siluo Palace and the other came from the Yama Palace. Both of them were young supreme on the list of ten thousand lords back then.

Now, both of them have become guardians of the Huangquan Demon Sect. Not only is their cultivation level reaching the fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, but their real combat power is very close to the fifth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"Wushan, you have escaped from this prince once. This time I will not give you another chance!"

The dragon prince raised his huge head, and his eyes were also full of murderous intent.

In the next breath, Prince Jiaolong took the lead in taking action.

The dragon's body twisted, and the huge dragon's tail was like a long whip that swept down from the sky.

Rumble!!

The void continued to explode, and the huge dragon tail covered the sky and the sun, showing the momentum of Mount Tai, crushing the three of Wushan fiercely.

The power of this attack was astonishing, the dragon's power was vast, and the majestic pressure solidified the void. The terrifying force was transmitted from the dragon's tail, like a roaring river, so majestic that it could not be described.

"Do it!"

Seeing this, Wushan shouted fiercely and immediately took action.

He suddenly raised his palms, and endless black air gushed in his palm, forming a skull in an instant.

The skull is hundreds of feet tall, lifelike, like the head of a giant.

In the skull's empty eye sockets, there were two green flames beating, everything seemed evil and terrifying.
Chapter completed!
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