Chapter 1137: Coming to Devil Abyss Again

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When the Three-headed wolf of Hell and Su Mo left. The whole area of the Emperor Xuan Mountains remained silent for a long time.

Time passed slowly. It was not until dozens of breaths had passed that the countless martial artists gradually recovered.

In an instant, the noise was earsplitting.

“My god! I didn’t see it wrong, did I?”

“Su Mo won! He really won!”

“Incredible, incredible!”

“He beheaded the Martial Emperor with Lv 4 Martial Royal Realm. He is too horrible!”

“Su Mo is invincible in the Firmament World!”

“…”

The noisy voices, interweaved with each other, rose up into the sky, and formed an earth-shaking voice that made the whole area seem as if it was boiling.

Xi Er, Sikong Yan, Long Teng, Cai Yun and the other people of the Firmament Palace all had smiles on their faces.

Su Mo defeated the Netherworld Devil Sect Master一a Martial Emperor Realm expert. He would be invincible in the Firmament Palace.

The people of the Emperor Xuan Palace and the Sky-sea Pavilion, such as Di Shi and Hai Ming Jiang, were secretly delighted.

When Wu Sen lost, the Netherworld Devil Sect no longer posed a threat. They could take their revenge.

It would be easy to destroy the Netherworld Devil Sect, the Yin-yang Palace and the Beitangs.

” Ha ha, Palace Master Di and Pavilion Leader Hai, congratulations! Congratulations on finding an ally in Su Mo!”

At this moment, a loud laugh rang out. Zhan Kong, the Warlord Hall Master, looked at Di Shi and the others as he spoke in a clear voice.

“Palace Master Di, you really found a good son-in-law!” On the other side, Jiu Chubei, the Xuan Sect Master, looked sad.

“Palace Master, congratulations! You can take your revenge!”

“Pavilion Leader Hai, you’re fortunate to have an ally like the Firmament Palace!”

“The Firmament Palace will be completely revived!”

“…”

Many experts spoke in succession. On one hand, they sincerely congratulated, and on the other hand, they conveyed goodwill.

Now, Su Mo was invincible, and the Firmament Palace had risen to the top of the world. Everyone had to show their goodwill.

…

Deep in the endless void, the spatial power was rampant and full of destructive aura.

Two figures, one after the other, galloped in the dark void. They were extremely fast.

The figure in front was a huge Demonic Wolf with three ferocious heads. It was the Three-headed Wolf Fighting Soul. The figure behind it was Su Mo.

The Fighting Soul, which had transformed from the Martial Soul, had long since broken away from the restrictions of the Martial Soul. It was almost omnipotent. Therefore, even if Wu Sen died, his Fighting Soul could still escape.

“You can’t escape!” Su Mo’s voice was cold and loud. He could not let the other party escape today no matter what.

Although he did not know how much power the Fighting Soul without the physical body had, he knew that if he did not completely get rid of it, there would always be trouble behind him.

Moreover, the other party still had Hong Qingxuan. If she was not saved today, there was no telling when she would be saved.

“Su Mo, you will pay the price!” The Three-headed Wolf of Hell spoke the language of human beings with an extremely vigorous voice. It could be discerned that it was Wu Sen’s voice.

“Really?” Su Mo was surprised when he heard that. Wu Sen had really not died. As long as his Fighting Soul was alive, Wu Sen would not die.

The Fighting Soul was really mysterious. Even if the physical body was destroyed, a person could survive.

However, without the physical body, presumably, the Fighting Soul could not exert much strength.

The Three-headed Wolf of Hell was incredibly fast, but Su Mo was no slower. He urged the Natal Spiritual Sword to the extreme and resolutely pursued it.

However, they moved at almost the same speed. In a short period of time, it was difficult for Su Mo to catch up.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Five days passed. One was still running, and the other was still chasing. They had traveled an immeasurable distance.

At this point, the distance between Su Mo and the wolf was slightly smaller, about 3,000 miles.

If he could get 1,000 miles closer, Su Mo was sure he could attack and kill the other.

At that moment, Su Mo’s face suddenly changed and his brows knit together in a frown.

The effect of the Three Secret Techniques was about to end. A sense of weakness immediately swept his entire body.

“Oh no!”

Su Moinwardly exclaimed. The sense of weakness swept through his mind and body, causing him to slow down immediately.

He had consumed 60% of his essence, qi, and spirit, so half of his hair had become white. Now, the Three Secret Techniques was no longer in effect, so he felt extremely weak.

Su Mo’s speed was greatly reduced, but the speed of the wolf had not reduced at all. Between breaths, the wolf disappeared from his sight like a black meteor.

” It’s not the right time!” Su Mo helplessly stopped. He was gloomy, seeing the other party had finally escaped.

A secret skill was not as important as one’s own strength. It could be used to save one’s life at a critical time, but it could not play an important role.

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