Chapter 702: I won't play with you anymore
"I'm already a member of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, and you still want to kill me?"
Su Mo squinted his eyes and said, since he said that he was willing to follow Huangfu Qing, he was naturally a member of the Huangquan Demon Sect. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
"Hmph, whether you submit or not, you will die today!"
Xuemo said coldly, he and Su Mo have a deep hatred like the sea, how can they spare Su Mo?
Although Su Mo was a disciple of Huang Fu Qing, Huang Fu Qing's status in the Huangquan Holy Sect was still slightly inferior to his father.
Even if he killed Su Mo, Huang Fuqing couldn't do anything to him!
Besides, it is still unknown whether Huang Fuqing really cares about Su Mo's life or death!
After saying that, Xuemo glanced at Jun Wuxi and Hua Xiayu, and said, "For the sake of the Imperial Protector, the two of you can leave!"
Jun Wuxi and Hua Xiayu's faces were ugly, and among the disciples of the Blood Luo Palace, there was the Blood Sky Dome, which ranked second on the Thousand Pride List, and the Demon Spirit, who ranked eighth.
With such a strong lineup, Su Mo is bound to die.
"Fifth Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Sister, you go first!" Su Mo said to Jun Wuxi.
Su Mo had no fear in his heart, under the realm of the Martial King, there were not many people who could kill him, even if it was the Blood Sky Firmament, he would not want to kill him easily.
"Eleventh Senior Brother!" Jun did not regret that the two of them had worried expressions on their faces, and did not leave there.
"You can't help me here, let's go!"
Su Mo urged, "Don't worry, I have a way to get out!"
"This ......!"
Jun Wuxi and Hua Xiayu were a little hesitant, although they couldn't help, they didn't worry about leaving Su Mo here by himself.
"Let's go!" Su Mo suddenly shouted.
"Hey!"
Jun Wuxi and Hua Xiayu sighed, and then turned around and left, maybe after the two of them left, Su Mo could really escape!
The two did not go far, flying thousands of miles away, watching from afar.
Blood Mo and Blood Sky Vault and the others did not stop Jun Wuxi from the two, and when the two left, Blood Mo sneered: "Su Mo, do you think you can still escape?"
"You can't kill me yet!" Su Mo's face was pale, and he didn't have the slightest fear.
"I know you have a spirit sword and you are very fast, but in front of Senior Brother Tianqiong, you have no qualifications to escape at all. Blood Mo said disdainfully.
"Senior Brother Xuemo, how are you going to let him die?" asked Bloody Sky Vault lightly, not taking Su Mo into his eyes at all.
Although Su Mo showed no strength before, he was still far from him!
"Senior Brother Tianqiong, don't kill him directly, you abolish his cultivation first, and then hand it over to me, I will torture him severely!"
"Hmm!"
Hearing this, Blood Sky Vault nodded, stared at Su Mo, and said lightly: "Su Mo, are you abolishing the cultivation yourself?"
Su Mo was speechless when he heard this, and abolished his cultivation by himself, am I stupid?
"Do you think I'm going to abolish the cultivation myself? You're stupid!" Su Mo sneered disdainfully.
"Look for death!"
Hearing this, Blood Sky Dome burst into murderous eyes, and with a wave of his palm, he slashed at Su Mo with a knife blow.
"Haha!Blood Mo, if you want to kill me, I'll kill you first!"
Su Mo suddenly laughed, and the spirit sword immediately appeared at his feet, and in a flash, he avoided the hand knife of the Blood Sky Dome.
At the same time, Su Mo suddenly urged the Devouring Martial Soul, and the powerful Devouring Power instantly enveloped everyone in the Blood Luo Palace.
Heavenly Glory such as the Blood Heaven Dome and the Demon Spirit naturally had little influence under the devouring power, but the Blood Mo and some of the Blood Luo Hall disciples who were weaker in cultivation could resist the devouring power.
The blood Mo is not yet the cultivation of the True Xuan Realm, only the cultivation of the Nine Peaks of the True Gang Realm, and under the power of devouring, the body is rapidly withering.
Ahh
The screams continued, almost instantly, including the blood friction, the bodies of more than thirty people dried up, and the qi and blood, martial souls and strength in the bodies were forcibly sucked out by the devouring force, and instantly turned into rotten trees.
"No!"
Blood Mo roared wildly, his eyes filled with endless horror, but in the next breath, he was silent and fell down from the sky.
"What?"
Blood Sky Vault, Demon Jing and the others were stunned for a moment, dumbfounded, and completely unclear about the situation.
What kind of ability is this Su Mo? Before he made a move, Xuemo and the others died!
"I'm not playing with you anymore!"
Su Mo chuckled, stepped on the spirit sword, and walked with the sword, and shot away into the distance with a whoosh.
It was difficult for Su Mo to defeat the Blood Sky Dome, so after killing the Blood Mo, he fled immediately.
"Su Mo, where to escape!"
The Blood Sky Dome and the Demon Spirit came back to their senses, and as soon as their bodies moved, they quickly chased after Su Mo.
Su Mo walked with his sword, and his speed was extremely fast, hundreds of miles in an instant, and all the people in the Blood Luo Palace, except for the Blood Sky Dome and the Demon Spirit, no one could keep up with his speed at all.
In a matter of moments, Su Mo, the Blood Sky Dome, and the Demon Spirit disappeared here.
In the distance, Jun Wuxi and Hua Xiayu were also dumbfounded, the two of them didn't expect Su Mo to be so sharp, and after killing more than thirty people in an instant, they immediately fled!
"Fifth Senior Brother, do you think Senior Brother Eleventh can escape the pursuit of the Blood Sky Dome and the Demon Spirit!" Hua Shayu asked with a little worry.
"I don't know, but the eleventh junior brother is unfathomable, and the hole cards are endless, maybe he can really escape!" Jun shook his head and sighed.
......
Sumo Edgeworth flies, galloping between the clouds, flying rapidly.
He was not flying to the opposite of the Heavenly Spirit Sect now, but flying aimlessly, trying to get rid of the two behind first.
Behind him, hundreds of miles away, two figures appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the Blood Sky Dome and the Demon Spirit continued to tear through the space, quickly chasing after Su Mo.
The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, two points faster than the speed of Su Mo Imperial Sword Flying Form.
"Su Mo, you can't escape!" came the cold voice of the Blood Sky Dome.
Su Mo turned his head to look and saw that the two were getting closer and closer, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.
"It's just looking for death!"
Su Mo's eyes were cold, he groaned slightly, turned his palm, and a few spirit fruits appeared in his hand, and he opened his mouth and swallowed them.
Before participating in the Tianjiao Festival, Su Mo had attacked the cultivation realm several times without success, and now he started to impact again.
As long as he reaches the fifth level of the True Xuan Realm, Su Mo doesn't dare to say that he can kill the two of them, at least he can have the strength to fight with these two people.
If it was just a demon spirit, Su Mo would not have escaped at all, but the strength of the Blood Sky Dome was too strong, even if he used the Great Three Treasure Techniques, it was estimated that he would not necessarily be the opponent of this person.
A few spirit fruits entered his abdomen, and immediately turned into majestic spiritual power, surging into Su Mo's dantian.
Thundered!!
The wind and clouds immediately surged in the Su Mo Dan Field, and the nine spirit vortices were in rapid operation.
Then, like pouring beans, spirit fruits and elixirs kept appearing in Su Mo's hands, and they kept stuffing them into his mouth.
The last time he went to the Demon Land, Su Mo not only obtained a large number of spirit stones, but also a few genius earth treasures such as spirit grass and elixir, which was enough for him to squander for a long time.
In this way, while flying with the sword, Su Mo hit the fivefold realm of the True Xuan Realm.