Peerless God Lord

Uh-huh!

The figure flashed, and Su Mo's figure appeared in the third dimension.

This space is even more vast, with no end visible at a glance, as if it is a small world.

However, the slightly empty space seems unreal.

In this space, Wu Ling's projection is still waiting, standing high in the sky with his eyes closed.

Whoosh!

Su Mo flew forward and stood a hundred miles away from the other party.

"You are very good at reaching the third floor!" Wu Ling's projection opened its eyes, stared at Su Mo, and said calmly.

Su Mo ignored him. He was a projection with little consciousness and there was no need to pay attention to him.

Magic power surged around his body, and demonic aura billowed. He stood in a black mist, as if he had transformed into a demon.

"Your magic skills are not simple. I think they must be top-grade at the highest level!" Wu Lingjing's face became slightly more solemn and he spoke again.

"Huh?" Su Mo was startled when he heard this, and then carefully looked at the projection opposite him, with a look of surprise on his face. He found that this projection was obviously different from the previous one.

Although this projection is still at the third level of the Martial Emperor Realm, it is full of spirituality and has a high degree of autonomy. It is no longer a simple projection.

"It seems that you are not simple either!" A smile appeared on Su Mo's lips. His magic power was as high as the holy level, but the intensity of his training was too low, and he was only at the first level.

"If you want to defeat me, use all your strength!" Wu Lingjing said lightly, and the aura on his body immediately exploded.

A vast and majestic aura soared into the sky, stirring the space and threatening the whole world.

"It's only 70% strength!" Su Mo looked calm and showed no fear at all. A projection of 50% strength could not catch his full-strength move. How much stronger could a 70% strength person be?

Even if the opponent has a high sense of autonomy, strength is ultimately fundamental.

"defeat!"

At this moment, Wu Ling's projection took the lead, rising into the sky, condescending, and striking down with a palm.

In an instant, a huge black energy palm print fell from the sky and hit Su Mo head-on.

This palm print is as big as a palace, lifelike, and the lines on it are clearly visible. The surging palm power is like an erupting volcano, surging, mighty, and unstoppable.

"I'll take you and test the power of the Hun Tian Demon Realm!" Su Mo chuckled, and instead of retreating, he advanced directly towards the giant palm.

At the same time, Su Mo immediately used the Hun Tian Demon Realm, and billowing demon energy surged out from his body, sweeping in all directions like a huge wave.

The endless demonic energy formed a field and turned into a dark independent world.

boom!

The huge palm print suppressed and blasted directly into the Huntian Demon Realm, attacking Su Mo fiercely.

"Destroy!" Su Mo, who was in the Hun Tian Demon Realm, shouted softly and slashed forward with his sword.

A shocking black sword energy soared into the sky, carrying a boundless edge and hitting the huge palm print directly.

In the Huntian Demon Realm, an invisible force strengthened Su Mo's attacks, doubling the power of his attacks.

In the next breath, the sword energy struck the huge palm print heavily.

boom!

Boom!

There were loud noises one after another, the roar shook the sky, the giant palm was chopped into pieces, and the sword energy also collapsed.

Su Mo kept moving, and continued to rush towards Wu Ling's projection, and the demonic power on his body became even greater. The demonic energy was billowing, and the Demonic Domain of Hun Tian expanded rapidly.

Wu Lingjing's face changed slightly, and he immediately retreated quickly. He knew that it would be extremely bad if he fell into this incomparable realm of demonic energy.

However, Su Mo's speed was no slower than him, and coupled with the expansion speed of Huntian Demon Territory, Wu Ling's projection couldn't escape at all.

Almost instantly, Wu Ling's projection was shrouded in the Huntian Demon Realm.

Within the Huntian Demon Realm, it seems to be a world of its own, a dark and demonic land with billowing demonic aura.

"Kill!" Su Mo shouted sharply, and then with a thought, the twenty-eight natal spiritual swords shot out and strangled Wu Ling's projection.

Now Su Mo had no scruples. Firstly, he was in the pagoda, and secondly, he was in the Huntian Demon Realm. It was impossible for outsiders to notice that he was using the Spirit Sword Formation.

Moreover, even if anyone could discover it, it would only be possible for the high priest and the four priests to discover it.

Furthermore, he was not the only one in the endless starry sky who owned the Spirit Sword Formation. Su Mo had heard that the Life Spirit Sword Formation was in the Ancient Spirit Galaxy and was also a favorite attack method of many powerful swordsmen.

However, due to mental strength, many people's natal spirit sword formations are not too powerful.

Boom! !

The natal spirit sword array turned into a huge storm of sword energy, crushing everything with the force of destruction.

This time, the sword energy wrapped in the natal spirit sword formation was no longer profound power, but surging magic power, and the magic light was extremely dazzling.

The huge sword energy storm was like a huge monster, opening its bloody mouth, trying to swallow Wu Ling's projection in one gulp.

"Spirit Transforming Palm!" Faced with the strangulation of the natal spirit sword formation, Wu Ling's projection roared angrily, and while retreating violently, he opened his big hand and directed an illusory palm print towards the sword energy storm.

This illusory palm print is extremely weird and not powerful, but it contains extremely mysterious meanings.

Tsk tsk tsk! !

In an instant, the palm print hit the sword energy storm. There was no explosion sound, and there was no explosion sound. The palm print directly merged into the sword energy storm.

Then, the palm print disappeared without a trace, and the power of the huge sword energy storm was suddenly greatly reduced, as if it was melted, and its power was reduced to ten percent.

Immediately, Wu Ling projected his palm again, and attacked with a solid palm print. In an instant, he defeated the sword energy storm, and twenty-eight natal spiritual swords shot out in all directions.

Wu Ling's projection perfectly destroyed the attack of the natal spirit sword array.

"It's really powerful!" Su Mo's eyes sparkled. Wu Ling, a projection with only 70% strength, was so powerful. How many people could get through this level?

If this person had 100% strength, coupled with the power of the fighting spirit, he would definitely be invincible at the same level.

Of course, Su Mo was far from using his strongest combat power. He just wanted to test the power of the Hun Tian Demon Realm.

The Hun Tian Demon Realm can increase his strength by almost 20 to 30%.

Although it is only 20 to 30% of the strength, it is already very terrifying for a warrior of his level.

When his strength reaches his level, all the previous three treasure techniques are useless.

Su Mo took the time to experiment once before. The Three Treasures Technique extracted 30% of the energy and spirit, but could not increase even 10% of the strength.

"I'm too lazy to waste time with you, it's time to end it!" Su Mo didn't want to get entangled too much and was ready to end the battle.

The next moment, the power of the sword exploded from his body. The extremely fierce sword power soared into the sky, forming a majestic sword force. The fighting spirit of the sword and the martial spirit of the sword were activated by Su Mo.

Sword momentum is a sword that is extremely powerful, forming a general momentum of the sword. It is unparalleled in power and intimidates all directions.

The dazzling magic light flashed. Su Mo raised the long sword in his hand and slashed three times in an instant.

Three huge black sword energy, enveloping the raging demonic waves, blocked the dodge space of Wu Lie's projection, forming a killing force.

next moment.

Boom! ! !

Sky-shaking explosions kept ringing out. Facing Su Mo's killing blow, no matter how strong Wu Ling's projection of fighting consciousness was, he was limited by his strength and without the help of his fighting spirit, he could not stop Su Mo's attack.

After one round of attacks, the demonic energy dissipated and Wu Ling's projection was strangled by Su Mo and turned into nothingness.

call!

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, put away all the spiritual swords, then looked at the stairs that appeared in front of him, and strode over.

The third floor has passed and he is about to climb to the top of the tower!