Chapter 57 The power of fusion, Tang San takes action!
Su Mu slowly raised his hand.
Two pupils, one black and one purple, stared at the silver dragon scale in the center of the palm.
Su Mu gently clenched his hands, and his fingertips drew a few traces in the air.
The power of space?
No.
Thinking of this, Su Mu opened his palms.
Blue, red, brown, a hurricane and a ball of light appeared on the five fingertips respectively.
Elemental power?
Why is Gu Yuena like this?
At this time, Su Mu's six soul rings disappeared.
A pale golden soul ring appeared.
Although there is only one soul ring, everyone around him can feel the pressure brought by this soul ring.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, Gu Rong and others all had strange expressions on their faces.
At this moment, the weird man in black robe who was lying on the ground appeared.
His eyes widened suddenly.
It seemed like he saw something incredible.
He kept mumbling in his mouth.
"No way, no way!"
"How is this possible!"
After saying these words, the weird man in black robe suddenly stood up.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, gray underfoot.
Nine soul rings appeared.
"Lord! This is all I can do!"
After the black-robed weirdo finished speaking, his whole body turned into a puddle of black viscous liquid.
Flying towards the ball of black mucus above Su Mu's head.
After Golden Crocodile Douluo reacted, he raised his hand to stop him.
But it had no effect.
"Boy! Be careful!!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo reminded Su Mu loudly.
At this time, Su Mu also recovered from his own changes.
Looking at the incoming black mucus, Su Mu's eyes flashed purple.
A three-pointed, two-edged sword appeared in his hand.
But what is different is the handle of the originally black three-pointed two-edged sword.
It turned silvery white, and the entire blade seemed to be covered with something.
The surrounding space is a little distorted, making it difficult to see clearly.
Just when the black mucus formed by the weird man in black robe was about to merge with the mucus on Su Mu's head.
Su Mu raised the silver three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and swung it down gently.
A black crack appeared within the Black Hexagram Soul Skill.
Su Mu slowly lifted up and walked in, disappearing into it.
More and more people gathered around.
There were many people from other families and sects, as well as elders from Wuhun Palace.
Some people who saw this scene were happy, while others had dark eyes.
Many people began to leave one after another to report to the family.
At this time, the black liquid formed by the man in black robe was in the sky.
A flash of silver appeared.
The three-pointed two-edged knife poked into the black liquid that the man in black robe had turned into.
Immediately afterwards, Su Mu also slowly appeared.
Pushing the black liquid made by the man in black robe, it slowly fell to the ground.
After landing, the pool of liquid turned into the appearance of the man in black robe again.
The silver three-pointed two-edged knife was inserted into his chest.
"Who is it?"
Su Mu's face was stern, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.
The weird man in black robe stared at Su Mu with fear in his eyes.
But he didn't answer Su Mu's question.
Su Mu stared at the black-robed weirdo for a while.
The silver three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand turned slowly.
There was a sound of crushing flesh and blood.
The man in black robe gradually lost his vitality.
But when the black-robed weirdo was dying, his lips moved slightly.
After finishing speaking, with a smile on his face, he breathed his last.
Su Mu stared at the man in black robe with an expressionless face.
He held a silver three-pointed two-edged knife in one hand, and waved at the black-robed weirdo with the other hand.
Several spatial cracks appeared, eroding the black-robed weirdo's body inch by inch.
After a while, the body of the weird man in black robe disappeared.
But what surprised Su Mu was that half of the golden soul bone was left on the ground.
It looks like a skull but only half of it.
Su Mu raised his hand and sucked the half of the soul bone into his hand. Put it on the twenty-fourth bridge in the bright moonlit night.
On the side, the black six-pointed star array that originally trapped Su Mu's soul skill was filled with black mucus.
Su Mu raised the silver three-pointed two-edged knife and waved it around.
A circular space crack appeared.
Together with the land on the ground, it was submerged into the space crack.
On the ground, only a deep pit was left.
"It's okay!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo walked up to Su Mu and asked.
Su Mu said nothing and shook his head gently.
The figure began to float slowly.
The silver dragon scales on his body and the silver three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand.
Under the sunlight, it shines brightly.
"Everyone, I know your purpose of coming."
"Now, you can leave!"
There was no emotion in Su Mu's voice, and his looking down eyes were full of indifference.
After hearing Su Mu's words, people left one after another.
But there were still a few people left.
It was like a siege, faintly surrounding Golden Crocodile Douluo and Su Mu.
"Do you really think that my Spirit Hall is easy to bully?"
At this time, there was a loud shout in the air.
A figure flew past and came to Su Mu's side.
The golden angel shadow, in front of Su Mu's black and silver dragon, although a little less majestic.
But the visitor's soul ring configuration was strange and scary.
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red.
Eight black and one red.
A young man and a middle-aged man, the two just stood in the air.
He looked at the person below who was about to move with stern eyes.
"Su Mu! From today on, you will be the 'Holy Son' of my Spirit Hall."
"If anyone dares to hurt him, he will fight with me, Wuhun Palace, until death!"
As Qian Daoliu finished speaking.
The people around him all left here in a sensible manner.
They knew that Su Mu could no longer be won over or killed.
The glory of Wuhun Palace will continue.
The best thing to do now is to preserve your strength and pray to the Wuhun Palace to have no greater ambitions.
Up to 10 years.
There will be a powerful figure who sweeps through the contemporary world in the Wuhun Palace.
Everyone came to see him.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Su Mu's purple eyes.
He really wanted to know what level of combat power he had reached in his current state.
"Come back to Wuhun Palace with me."
Qian Daoliu glanced at Su Mu and said.
"Um!"
Su Mu nodded slightly, turned around and left to find the little wild cat.
Just then.
A blue light flashed between the sky and the earth.
The originally peaceful woods around him were rustling.
The blue light instantly penetrated Su Mu's forehead.
Su Mu's body shone with silver light, and the figure of a girl was slowly stripped out of his body.
And Su Mu was like a kite with broken strings slowly falling to the ground.
The moment was quick.
"Who is it!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Su Mu who was lying on the ground like gold paper, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily.
Underfoot yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.
The nine soul rings trembled crazily.
He rushed out toward the trajectory of the blue light.
In the woods in the distance.
Tang San covered his forehead.
He was holding on to a tree, panting heavily.
At this moment, a man in black robe slowly appeared behind Tang San.
If you look closely, you can see that the man in black robe is wearing a black robe.
He was exactly the same as the black-robed weirdo who attacked Su Mu.
"Who are you?"
Tang San turned around and asked with alert eyes.
(End of chapter)