Chapter 228 Su Mo’s Madness
Su Mo glanced at Ouyang Ping indifferently, then glanced at everyone around him, sighed, and said indifferently: "I have no intention of killing, but there are too many people looking for death!"
Su Mo looked calm, as if he didn't care about anyone at all.
"furious!"
There was a cold shout, and Ling Tianxiao with a cold face stepped forward and said, "Su Mo, don't worry, I won't kill you today, I will destroy your cultivation, and finally hand you over to Senior Brother Yin!"
When Su Mo heard this, he smiled and asked, "Where is Yin Lige?"
Su Mo asked about Yin Lige's whereabouts because he wanted to kill these people and then kill Yin Lige.
"You will naturally know after we capture you!"
Ling Tianxiao said playfully.
"Kill you, and I will go find Yin Lige!"
Su Mo said coldly, stood up suddenly, and shouted: "Swallow!"
boom!
The Devouring Martial Spirit immediately rose from Su Mo's body, and the powerful devouring power instantly enveloped hundreds of meters in radius.
The energy on Su Mo's head was like a sword, and the cold sword intent of the wind shot straight into the sky.
Clang!
The Spirit-Slaying Sword was instantly unsheathed, and Su Mo's figure was like a strong wind, approaching Ling Tianxiao and slashing down with his sword.
"What?"
Ling Tianxiao was shocked. Su Mo's speed was too fast, and the true energy in his body was pulled by Su Mo's devouring power, so he couldn't summon up any moves to resist in an instant.
Poof!
The sword flashed and blood spurted out.
Ling Tianxiao, who was second in the inner sect of Fengling Island, was killed by Su Mo with one sword.
"kill!"
With an angry shout, Su Mo charged directly into the crowd, his sword light flashing continuously, and his sword energy spread across the entire mountain.
On the top of the mountain, screams continued, stumps and broken arms were flying, and blood was spraying like a fountain, desperately.
No one is Su Mo's enemy. The powerful devouring power of the devouring martial soul is like a magic spell that restricts everyone. Before everyone can suppress the chaotic Qi in their bodies, Su Mo's sword has already reached him.
Su Mo, who possesses the Devouring Martial Spirit, is not afraid of any siege, let alone those who besiege him who are not as strong as him.
Clang!
After a while, Su Mo remained motionless as more than 200 disciples were killed by him.
Ouyang Ping was not dead yet. He was lying on the ground with a huge sword mark on his body, from his shoulder to his abdomen. His intestines flowed all over the floor, and it was extremely bloody.
"This...this is absolutely impossible!"
Ouyang Ping murmured to himself, his eyes filled with horror. This outcome was something he could never have imagined.
More than two hundred inner disciples were killed by Su Mo in an instant. Even though it had happened, he still didn't want to believe it!
Su Mo glanced at Ouyang Ping, who was still alive, but ignored him and sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed.
"Swallow!"
Su Mo shouted again and activated the Devouring Martial Soul to the extreme. The blood of more than two hundred Fengling Island disciples gathered into a river of blood and rushed towards Su Mo, completely covering Su Mo's body in an instant.
Ouyang Ping, who was not yet dead, was sucked dry of his blood and died.
Boom!
Endless blood energy raged in Su Mo's body, causing huge waves in the seven spiritual whirlpools.
The blood essence and blood of these two hundred or so inner disciples are unimaginably huge, and are many times more powerful than the combined medicinal power of the Golden Pattern Fruit and Blood Ganoderma.
Moreover, the true energy in the Dantian of many disciples who had just died had not completely dissipated, and they were all swallowed up by Su Mo.
Even though Su Mo had seven spiritual whirlpools and needed a huge amount of Qi to break through his cultivation level, with the infusion of this huge amount of blood Qi, it only took him a moment to break through the shackles and enter the Spiritual Martial Realm. Nine realms.
Su Mo entered the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm and still had a lot of blood essence, so he continued to refine it.
The middle stage of the ninth level of Lingwu Realm!
Late stage of ninth level of Lingwu Realm!
When Su Mo's cultivation reached the late stage of the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm and was close to the peak of the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm, all the essence and blood were refined, leaving only mummies on the ground.
Immediately, Su Mo opened his eyes, and a bright light burst out from his eyes.
"For me, warriors or monsters are my elixir!"
Su Mo sighed.
Su Mo's heart was not disturbed by the fact that he had killed so many people.
These people wanted to kill him, so he had no choice but to kill them all.
This is the world of martial arts. There is no right or wrong, only strong and weak. Su Mo knows this very well.
Only by walking on numerous corpses can he become a strong man and finally reach the pinnacle of martial arts.
He remembered this sentence from his previous life:
Killing one person is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand people is a hero, and killing nine million people is a hero among heroes!
This sentence is extremely suitable to be used in such a world of martial arts.
After resting for a while, Su Mo closed his eyes again.
Now, his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a ninth-level spiritual martial artist. It is time to gather the remaining two spiritual whirlpools and practice the Nine Whirlpool Secret Techniques to perfection.
Because of Su Mo's great improvement in cultivation and physical strength, the condensation of the last two spiritual vortexes was much simpler than the previous condensation of spiritual vortexes.
In just over two hours, the last two spiritual whirlpools were successfully condensed.
At this point, all nine spiritual whirlpools in Su Mo's body were condensed, giving him nine times the fighting power.
In addition, Su Mo's cultivation reached the late stage of the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. In just a few hours, Su Mo's overall strength increased more than tenfold.
"Yin Lige, I'll wait for you!"
Su Mo stood up and left the mountain. He clarified the direction and walked toward the center of the Tsinghua Cave.
In the center of the Tsinghua Cave, there is a white jade square. When the trial is about to end, everyone will gather in the square and wait for the exit of the Cave to open.
Su Mo was going to Baiyu Square to wait for Yin Lige.
Although only one day had passed since the trial, Su Mo was no longer willing to hunt for treasure anymore.
Because Su Mo had a crazy idea, that is, he wanted to plunder!
In the White Jade Square, loot the storage bags of all trial disciples.
Su Mo's idea was so crazy that it was unimaginable. Anyone who knew Su Mo's idea would think he was crazy!
But Su Mo had invincible self-confidence. He had the strength to fight against level 3 and 1st level monsters before, but now, his strength has increased tenfold.
With his current strength, let alone a ninth-level warrior of the Spiritual Martial Realm, even an ordinary first-level True Spirit Realm warrior can be killed with a flip of his palm.
It was precisely because of his strength that Su Mo dared to have such crazy ideas.
Qinghua Cave was very big, so Su Mo walked leisurely. Two days later, he arrived at the White Jade Square in the center of the cave.
The White Jade Square is very large, with a radius of one thousand meters. It should be built by the four major sects.
At this time, there was no one in the White Jade Square.
There are still seven days until the trial ends, so of course no one will come to White Jade Square.
Su Mo walked to the center of the square and sat down cross-legged. While condensing his Qi and consolidating his cultivation, he quietly waited for the arrival of other disciples. ***3***6***9***
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