Time passed slowly, and experts came to the island from time to time.
The nine superpowers of the Humans in the Firmament and Continent had all arrived.
They were: Netherworld Devil Sect, Emperor Xuan Palace, Xuan Sect, Icy Palace of North Sea, Warlord Hall, Perdition Swordplay Sect, Dugus, Beitangs, and Yins.
Each superpower had many experts. Linghu Xingchen of the Perdition Swordplay Sect ranked fourth on the List of 10,000 Talents. His eyes were like the stars in the sky, or like a peerless divine sword. With the sharp sword will in his eyes, he could easily kill an ordinary high-level Martial King.
The Icy Palace of North Sea was also a special power. Its main gate was not in the Firmament and Continent, but in the distant North Sea.
The people of the Icy Palace of North Sea all cultivated ice property cultivation skills. Even if their aura was restrained, people could still feel the rapid drop in temperature.
There was a woman from the Icy Palace of North Sea. She wore a sea-blue dress and had a beautiful face. Even if she was not as beautiful as Hong Qingxuan, she was not far behind.
She was a Supreme Talent ranked second on the List of 10,000 Talents. Her name was Mu Bingxue.
Mu Bingxue was the dream lover of countless young men in the Firmament and Continent, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her talent.
In the entire continent, how many women with such a beautiful appearance and such extraordinary talent could there be?
However, she was very cold. Even Zhan Luan could not capture her heart, let alone others.
The Beitangs and the Yins each had a genius in the top 10 of the List of 10,000 Talents, Beitang Lin and Yin Zong.
Su Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, not paying much attention to the superpowers. He had already closed his eyes and was adjusting his breath, waiting for the opening of the Fighting Spirits' Plane.
He could feel eyes on him from time to time. Both the ordinary geniuses and the geniuses on the List of 10,000 Talents were sizing him up.
Everyone was curious about Su Mo because the news from the Emperor Xuan Palace was so shocking that everyone was shocked and doubtful.
Mu Bingxue, Linghu Xingchen, Yin Zong, and the other top 10 Supreme Talents were secretly sizing him up, trying to figure out his strength.
However, in their eyes, although Su Mo's aura was strong and the Dark Force in his body was not simple, it was still very different from the rumors.
However, they also knew that Su Mo had the Spiritual Sword Formation, so they all regarded Su Mo as a potential enemy.
Because in the Fighting Spirits' World, anyone could become an enemy.
Su Mo was concentrating on refining his Dark Force and consolidating his foundation. He did not want to waste any time.
After an unknown period of time, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the sea.
The seawater surged, forming huge waves that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, rising hundreds of feet high.
"Look, what's that?"
Someone shouted. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw more than twenty huge black shadows swimming rapidly in the seawater in the distance.
As these black shadows swam, the waves surged and rolled to both sides.
Not long after, more than twenty black shadows approached, and everyone could clearly see the faces of the black shadows.
Hiss! Hiss!
In an instant, many young martial artists sucked in a breath of cold air.
This was … a Flood Dragon!
Su Mo opened his eyes and stared at the sea in the distance.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
In the next moment, more than twenty black shadows rushed out of the seawater, completely revealing their huge bodies.
Su Mo could not help but widen his eyes. These were more than twenty flood dragons, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws majestically. Their majestic aura was like a violent storm, extremely terrifying.
These flood dragons were cyan, yellow, blue, and gold. They all had different colors.
Among them, the smallest was more than 3,000 feet long, and the largest was more than 5,000 feet long. Its huge body stretched across the sky.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The dragons' roars shook the heavens and the earth. More than twenty flood dragons quickly flew toward the small island. Their huge bodies danced around the small island, and their overwhelming dragon power poured over the island, causing many people with low cultivations to turn pale.
Even Wenren Tiandu and Sikong Yan could not help but be shocked by the dozens of flood dragons' aura.
Su Mo could not help but squint. This was the first time he had seen a real flood dragon, and he could not help but be shocked.
No wonder Emperor Shi told him to be careful of the Dragon Crown Prince of the East Sea. The Flood-dragon tribe was indeed powerful.
At the same time, Su Mo was secretly excited because he could feel the majestic dragon power, and his blood was boiling in his body.
These flood dragons must have a powerful Real Dragon Bloodline. Even if it was only one-thousandth of the Real Dragon Bloodline Power, it was still much more powerful than the Dragon Blood Grass.
If he could devour a few flood dragons, his physical strength would definitely skyrocket.
More than 20 powerful flood dragons were flaunting their prowess. As soon as they arrived, they wanted to give the humans a show of strength. However, they did not expect that there were actually people among the humans who were thinking of devouring them.
Roar! Roar!
After a while, more than twenty flood dragons circled around the island, and all of them turned into human figures with a flash of light.
Except for the leader, who was a middle-aged man, the rest of the flood dragons were all young men with extraordinary auras.
"Huntian Dragon Emperor, how have you been?"
"Huntian Dragon Emperor! It's an honor to meet you! "
"Huntian Dragon Emperor!"
The experts of the superpowers all saluted the leader of the Flood-dragon tribe with their fists clasped.
The middle-aged man was strong and solemn, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to look down on all living beings in the world.
After glancing at the crowd, Huntian Dragon Emperor waved his hand casually and said, "You're too polite. Don't stand on ceremony!"
After that, Huntian Dragon Emperor led the geniuses of the Flood-dragon Clan to land on an empty land on the island.
Su Mo carefully sized up the Flood-dragon tribe and found that all of them were Lv 7 demonic beasts, which meant that they were all experts of the Martial Royal Realm.
Su Mo was shocked. Although there were not many Flood-dragon tribe members, they were all experts.
Finally, Su Mo fixed his eyes on one of them. It was a handsome young man with a resolute and cold face. His eyes were indifferent, as if he did not care about what was happening around him.
This person was dressed in golden armor and looked impressive and extremely eye-catching.
Su Mo found that Wu Shan was also looking at him with his fists clenched and eyes full of killing desire.
Su Mo immediately realized that this man was the Crown Prince of the Flood-dragon tribe of the East Sea.
Wu Shan had such a killing desire because the Crown Prince had once destroyed Wu Shan's body.
Su Mo sighed inwardly. He had underestimated this trip to the Fighting Spirits' Plane. Based on the current situation, it was likely to be very dangerous.
This flood dragon Crown Prince's strength was probably stronger than Zhan Luan's.
With so many experts entering the Fighting Spirits' Plane, it was inevitable that there would be bloodshed.
On the other hand, the experts of the major forces had the advantage in numbers, while he was alone.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
