Chapter 220 Good luck?

As soon as Su Mo stepped into the light door, he felt that the world was spinning and his head was dizzy.

The next moment, Su Mo appeared in another space. Suddenly he felt a burst of spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushing towards his face. It was more than twice as strong as outside. If he practiced here, he could get twice the result with half the effort. .

"The spiritual energy here is so rich. If Fengling Island can be taken as our own, the strength of our disciples will definitely increase rapidly!"

Su Mo thought secretly.

However, Su Mo just said it casually.

It is said that Fengling Island was the first to discover this Qinghua Cave, and later the other three sects came to compete for it.

After a great battle, each of the four major sects suffered losses. Finally, after negotiation, the Qinghua Cave was jointly controlled by the four major sects.

Poof!

Su Mo fell from the air and his feet fell directly into the ground.

"Depend on!"

Only then did Su Mo notice that the area he was in was actually a small swamp.

There was black mud all around, and bubbles popped up from time to time in the mud. After the bubbles burst, a putrid smell was emitted.

Wow!

The mud rolled, and a huge crocodile-shaped monster rushed out of the mud. It opened its bloody mouth and bit Su Mo.

This is a second-level seventh-level monster, with strength equivalent to that of a seventh-level warrior in the Spiritual Martial Realm.

"court death!"

Su Mo casually punched the beast, smashing it into a pile of minced meat and scattering it in the swamp.

The next moment, a burst of true energy spurted out from Su Mo's feet, and he rose into the air and flew away into the distance.

Su Mo's movement skills were extremely powerful. He stepped on the microwave and after more than a dozen ups and downs, he came to a solid ground.

Su Mo picked up the badge at his waist and took a look. There was a hazy green light on it, which showed a pair of numbers '10'.

Killing a second-level seventh-level monster can earn ten points.

Su Mo was surprised that this waist card could automatically detect his results.

Afterwards, Su Mo put away his badge and looked around.

There was no one else around, and where he was now was an extremely dense forest.

The low roar of an unknown monster could be heard faintly from deep in the woods, making people shudder in this dark dense forest.

After a while, Su Mo randomly chose a direction, spread out his body skills, and left quickly.

In the dark woods, the sunlight shines through the dense leaves and onto the ground full of dead leaves, forming spots of light, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark woods.

Su Mo has been wandering around in this forest for two or three hours without encountering a single person. He did encounter a lot of monsters, but he killed them all. He also did not let go of the beast souls and blood essence, they were all devoured by him. .

A breeze blew by, and rustling sounds came from all directions.

Su Mo stopped. An ape appeared in front of him.

This ape is about the same size as a human, but it has a pair of silver arms, and the arms are extremely long. After standing up, the arms can hang down to the ground.

The ape looked at Su Mo with cold eyes, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

The second-level ninth-level monster, the silver-armed ape!

Su Mo recognized the ape. It was the Silver-armed Ape. It was said that this ape's arms were as hard as refined steel, and its solidity was comparable to that of a second-grade top-grade weapon. It was very powerful.

‘Click! "

The sound of dead branches breaking was heard. The silver-armed ape kicked off its feet and flew toward Su Mo like a bolt of lightning. It danced its arms and hit Su Mo's head.

"Haha! Let's see if your silver arm is strong or my spirit-slaying sword is sharp!"

Silver light flashed, and a gleaming silver sword appeared in Su Mo's hand. It was a third-level medium-grade weapon, the Soul-Slaying Sword.

call out!

Facing the flying silver-armed ape, Su Mo slashed out with his sword. The sword light flashed and the air in front suddenly disappeared.

The silver-armed ape was obviously very confident in his silver arm. He blocked the sword light with his left arm and stretched out his right arm to grab Su Mo's head.

clang! !

The Spirit-Zlaying Sword struck the Silver-armed Ape's silver arm. First, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. Then, the Spirit-Zlaying Sword directly cut off the Silver-armed Ape's silver arm. A flash passed over the brachione.

Poof! !

Blood flew everywhere, and the silver-armed ape was cut in half with a sword.

The second-level ninth-level monster was no enemy of Su Mo's sword.

The third-level middle-grade spirit-slaying sword has an unparalleled sharpness. Su Mo's combat effectiveness doubled when he used this sword.

Although the silver-armed ape is a second-level ninth-level monster, and a seventh-level spiritual warrior who encounters it has no choice but to run for his life, it depends on who it is. Su Mo's strength cannot be measured by his level.

The blood spurted from the silver-armed ape was instantly swallowed by Su Mo before it even landed on the ground.

After devouring the blood and soul of the silver-armed ape and leaving behind a mummified corpse, Su Mo put his soul-slaying sword on his back and continued to move forward.

An hour later, after Su Mo killed many monsters and his points reached more than 3,000 points, he finally met a living person.

This is a sturdy young man wearing a red gown, a disciple of the Lieyang Sect.

This Disciple of the Burning Sun Sect also saw Su Mo and flew towards Su Mo immediately.

"Haha! I, Zhao Ang, am just lucky!"

Zhao Ang of the Lieyang Sect flew close to Su Mo. After seeing Su Mo's cultivation level clearly, he burst into laughter.

"Oh? What's so good about your luck?"

Su Mo asked with a faint smile.

"snort!"

Zhao Ang snorted coldly and said: "Boy, don't pretend to be stupid! Give me everything you have on you quickly, and I will leave you with a whole body!"

Even if Su Mo hands over his waist card, Zhao Ang will not let Su Mo go.

Because the elders of the Lieyang Sect also confessed that if they encounter Fengling Island disciples, they will be killed without mercy!

Su Mo shook his head and sneered: "Sorry, I won't give you my things. On the contrary, give me all your things!"

Su Mo was disdainful that this disciple of the Lieyang Sect, who was only at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, dared to trouble him. He really didn't know how to write the word "death"!

"What?"

Zhao Ang was startled when he heard this. He looked at Su Mo again and said with murderous intent in his eyes: "You really don't know how to live or die. Since you want to die quickly, then I will help you!"

As soon as Zhao Ang finished speaking, he punched Su Mo in the head.

Zhao Ang's punch was extremely fierce and extremely fast. If it hit Su Mo's head, even if Su Mo was physically strong and had copper skin and iron bones, he would be dead or injured!

"Die!"

There was a cruel smile in Zhao Ang's eyes.

boom!

There was a muffled sound and a burst of energy. Zhao Ang's fist did not hit Su Mo's head, but was blocked by a palm.

Well!

At the same time, Zhao Ang only felt his neck tighten, as if it was tightly clamped by an iron pliers, which immediately made him unable to breathe.

Su Mo blocked the opponent's fist with one hand and grabbed the opponent's neck with the other hand like lightning. He raised his arm slightly and lifted Zhao Ang up directly.

"Now, do you still want to kill me?"

Su Mo asked indifferently.

"me……!"

Zhao Ang's neck was pinched by Su Mo, his face turned red, his eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't even speak.

He never dreamed that Su Mo, who was at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, was so powerful that he could subdue him in an instant.

Zhao Ang's whole body went stiff because Su Mo's palm could kill him with just one blow.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you can just die!"

Su Mo shook his head slightly and tried to crush the opponent's neck with his palms.

Zhao Ang was horrified when he heard this and hurriedly shouted: "Treasure... treasure!" ***3***6***9***

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