At this moment, Wu Xian was attacking the experts of the Firmament Palace from afar. She gently raised her hand and a huge palm print crushed out, directly blasting an expert of the Firmament Palace into a cloud of blood mist.
Following this, the expert's Martial Spirit was taken by her.
"Hmm?" Seeing Su Mo charging at her again, Wu Xian's eyes were sharp and her fighting desire surged.
Instead of dodging, she rushed toward Su Mo. Although Su Mo was strong, he was not strong enough to make her afraid.
"Silver Moon Palm!" Wu Xian raised her hand, and a huge palm print, like a silver moon, whizzed through the sky and rushed toward Su Mo.
The gigantic palm contained the dense essence of the moon. Its might was vast and mighty, pouring down on the heavens and earth. It was incomparably powerful.
"Break!" Su Mo did not slow down. With a shout, he waved the Demonic Sword in his hand, and the huge palm print was instantly smashed.
"How terrifying!" Seeing this, Wu Xian frowned. Facing Su Mo head-on, she could truly feel Su Mo's sharpness.
Seeing Su Mo rushing toward her, Wu Xian's shadow rose behind her, and she also used her Martial Soul.
Wu Xian's Martial Soul was very illusory. It was not a silver moon, but a wisp of teal smoke.
What was more amazing was that this Teal Smoke Martial Soul was also a Rank 9 Heaven Class Martial Soul.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Wu Xian's figure suddenly disappeared, as if she had really turned into a wisp of smoke. It was illusory and hard to trace.
"Hmm?" Seeing this, Su Mo stopped and slightly frowned. "What a strange Martial Soul!"
Then, huge palm prints suddenly appeared from all directions, covering the sky and covering the earth as they rushed toward Su Mo.
These attacks were so powerful that they seemed to have been born out of thin air. They crushed the space and began to besiege Su Mo.
"So fast!" Su Mo's senses were extremely sharp, but he could only vaguely feel that Wu Xian was moving around him quickly.
Because she was so fast, he could not lock on to her at all.
Seeing the countless palm prints coming toward him, Su Mo's 28 Natal Spiritual Swords danced rapidly.
Countless Sword Qis slashed out and shot in all directions. In an instant, all the palm prints were shattered into pieces.
Su Mo glanced into the distance and saw that the Immortal Bird had already entangled Wu Tianyu. However, he was not sure how long it could last.
The Undying Bird was extremely powerful. Every single one of its claws was powerful and sharp to the extreme. It could easily crush an enormous mountain.
The claw shadows that filled the sky continuously struck the sky-reaching hurricane, causing loud explosions that shook the sky.
However, even though the Immortal Bird was powerful, it could not break through the hurricane surrounding Wu Tianyu.
Moreover, under the attack of Wu Tianyu's hurricane, the Undying Bird could only rely on its incredible speed to dodge.
It could be said that the Undying Bird's defeat was only a matter of time.
Su Mo did not expect Qin Busi to defeat Wu Tianyu. He only hoped that Qin Busi could delay him for a while.
In the distance, battles were raging in the sky and on the ground.
Sikong Yan met a powerful genius from the Sorcerer Tribe. Although he was not as powerful as Wu Tian Yu and Wu Xian, he was very powerful.
"Die!"
Sikong Yan roared angrily. He seemed to have turned into a man of fire. His whole body was covered in raging flames. He swung his long saber violently, carrying a shocking wave of fire that burned the sky and the earth.
The genius of the Sorcerer Tribe was not afraid at all. His heavy fists collided with Sikong Yan continuously. The explosions were deafening.
On the other side, Jiang Fengran was like a gust of wind. His speed was extremely fast. Huge wind blades slashed out and killed a genius of the Sorcerer Tribe from time to time. Basically, no one could withstand more than ten moves from him.
Xi 'er, Long Teng, Zhan Luan, and the others were each facing 20 or 30 geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe. The battle was extremely fierce.
Xi 'er and the other masters of the nine palaces were extremely powerful. After all, they had cultivated the legacy of the ancient Great Emperors and were much stronger than the average genius of the Sorcerer Tribe.
However, they were also besieged. They could only defend but not fight back.
The Empress of the North Sea, Jiu Chubei, and the other experts of the other forces were even more struggling.
In a short period of time, more than a dozen people with lower strength had died tragically. Their bodies had been blown up, leaving nothing behind.
If Long Teng and the others had not held back the experts of the Sorcerer Tribe, the rest would not have been enough to kill.
With the arrival of the Immortal Bird, the bald man and the black-robed middle-aged man of the Three Wild Demons had also arrived. They transformed into their original forms and fought with the geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The bald man was an ancient mammoth, so his strength was obvious. The black-robed middle-aged man was an Eight-winged Drake. His original form was like a snake, but not a snake. He looked like a flying dragon. He was hundreds of kilometers long and looked extremely ferocious.
He had six wings on his back and was not far from evolving into a true eight-winged one.
With the addition of the two great demons, the pressure on the people of the Firmament Palace was slightly reduced.
However, overall, the people of the Firmament Palace were still at a complete disadvantage and would be defeated sooner or later.
Su Mo was anxious. He had to kill Wu Xian as soon as possible to turn the situation around. If this dragged on, they would lose here.
Without hesitation, he immediately activated his Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul. His eyes glowed with a faint green light as he constantly scanned the surroundings.
Wu Xian did not attack for the time being. She turned into a wisp of green smoke and kept flying around at an extremely fast speed.
Obviously, she could see that Su Mo was too strong and had to find a chance to kill him.
After activating the Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul, Su Mo's eyesight suddenly increased by dozens of times, and he immediately locked on to Wu Xian's figure. His lips curled into a cold smile. Next, he would strike like a bolt of lightning to thoroughly injure this woman.
Su Mo's eyes kept scanning the surroundings as if he could not find Wu Xian at all and was still searching for her.
"Slash!"
Suddenly, Su Mo suddenly shouted and swung the Billion Demonic Sword backward.
Swish!
In an instant, an incomparably sharp Sword Qi slashed out, traversing the void at an extremely fast speed, slashing at the void behind him.
At the same time, the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords also formed the Grand Constellation Sword Formation, which covered the space and followed the sword Qi to attack.
This was not enough. In order to prevent Wu Xian from blocking his attack, Su Mo instantly expanded the Sun Realm to cover a radius of 3,000 kilometers, including this woman.
Although the expansion of the Sun Realm weakened its power, it still had a significant effect.
This was Su Mo's fatal blow. He did not hold back at all. His 11 Martial Souls were activated to the extreme, which doubled the power of his attack and the Grand Constellation Sword Formation. It was enough to kill Wu Xian with one blow.
Of course, Su Mo's goal was to capture Wu Xian, not to kill her.
"What?" An exclamation suddenly sounded in the void. Wu Xian turned pale with fright as Su Mo's series of attacks came right at her.
She did not expect that Su Mo could actually lock on to her figure. This was simply impossible!
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