Against a Martial Sage

Qian Xunyue's silhouette appeared in Su Mo's mind at Emperor Xuan's mountain above the Emperor Xuan Palace.

6 powerful waves of attacks escaped from the 6 Netherworld Devil Sects martial artists and rained down on Qian Xunyue.

Fresh blood stained the skies as the elegant white body fell down the from skies like a falling butterfly.

"No!"

Su Mo's blood pumped wildly through his body as he witnessed this scene and screamed in rage. He was startled awake.

"Shit!"

Su Mo's heart jumped in surprise because the Dark Force in his Divine Elixirs that were just about to break through to the next rank suddenly crumbled backwards and trembled violently.

The moment his Divine Elixirs crumbled apart, Su Mo would self-destruct.

Boom boom boom!

Explosive sounds resounded through Su Mo's body as thick Dark Force hammered strongly against the acupoints in his body as though a horse was being whipped.