Chapter Ninety-Three: The Battle of the City Lords
Su Mo originally thought that the previous city lord of the capital would not agree, who would have thought that the previous city lord of the city lord of the capital turned to look at Bian Mei, and said straight to the point: "How many peak ghost emperors are there who were imprisoned by you?" ”
"Ten!"
Although Bian Mei didn't want to answer, she had no choice but to bite the bullet at this time.
Hearing Bian Mei's words, the previous city lord of the capital looked at Su Mo and said, "Fifty peak ghost emperors is too much, I am willing to give up ten peak ghost emperors and let you make a truce for three years." ”
"And such a good thing?"
Su Mo was slightly stunned.
Obviously, this kind of thing was not what he expected.
Did the last city lord of Xudu have a rusty head?
The reward for killing ten peak ghost emperors, even if there was no way for him to advance to a half-step golden immortal, it was not much worse.
The fifty peak ghost emperors that the armored man said before were pure nonsense.
Fifty peak ghost emperors, killing all the peak ghost emperors on the surface of the ghost world, is not enough to make up that much.
After all, there are many city lords in the thirty-six cities of the Ghost Realm who have cultivated in the late stage of the Ghost Emperor realm.
"Qiu Lu, what do you think? Bian Mei has ten peak ghost emperors, you have ten ghosts, a total of twenty, and we can avoid the war for three years. ”
Su Mo thought for a while, his eyes fell on Qiu Lu, and asked.
There are a total of twenty peak ghost emperors, which is almost enough.
Keep ten for yourself, and give the remaining ten to the Bodhisattva of Tranquility, so that the Bodhisattva of Tranquility can use it to appease other humans.
Many human warriors gathered in Yandang Mountain, and it was a bit unreasonable not to give any benefits.
"Don't think!"
Qiu Lu's face was extremely cold, and he said in a low voice: "It's a joke that you want me to take out the peak ghost emperor and cut off my arm!" ”
"If you continue to fight to the death like this, no one will get any benefit in the end."
The previous city lord of the capital said lightly.
"Fuck off!"
Qiu Lu really couldn't bear it anymore, he clenched his fist in his right hand, and a violent evil aura poured out, slamming into the previous city lord of the city.
Snort!
The previous city lord of the capital tore through the void and drilled in.
But the moment he burrowed into the void, his voice sounded again.
"I hope you will think about it, when is the time for retribution, and it is the most correct choice for everyone to sit down and talk."
Thundered!
Qiu Luqi jumped like thunder, and launched a frenzied attack.
It's a pity.
The previous city lord of the capital was not Bendan, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"You!"
Seeing that the previous city lord of the capital had disappeared, Qiu Lu clenched his fists, his eyes fell on Bian Mei, and said coldly: "Look at the good things you have done!" ”
"What the hell about me?"
Bian Mei rolled her eyes and said, "The battle in the central square continues, I suggest that you start the city lord battle directly." ”
Then, Bian Mei ignored Qiu Lu's anger, raised her eyebrows, looked at Su Mo, and continued: "The battles one by one are too slow, it is better for us to send three city lords, and you send three spirit immortals, regardless of life or death." ”
"Don't ask me, here the Bodhisattva of Tranquility has the final say."
Su Mo kicked the ball to Tairan Bodhisattva.
He didn't want to be a pioneer.
From the appearance of the previous city lord of Xudu, to now, he has heard at least a few voices in his ears.
The masters of those discussions are all peak ghost emperors.
Some are ancient ghost emperors, and some are ghost emperors hidden around.
Obvious.
The ghost world has begun to show its fangs, and it is estimated that there are only a few days before the final start of the war.
For the rest of the time, Su Mo didn't want to go to the central square to tear up, but to strive to cultivate the Taiyi Immortal Technique!
At present, Su Mo's cultivation is a peak spirit immortal, and the speed of cultivating Taiyi Immortal is many times faster than before.
Now Su Mo's hole card, in addition to the Open Heaven Sword, has another Taiyi Immortal Technique.
Taiyi Immortal Technique is an immortal technique, and cultivating to the fullest level can at least increase Su Mo's combat effectiveness several times!
So strictly speaking, a real truce of three years will be the greatest benefit to Su Mo.
"What do you think?"
Bian Mei smiled slightly, looked at Tairan Bodhisattva again, and showed an inquiring look.
"Yes."
The Bodhisattva of Tranquility seemed to be communicating with the hidden powerhouse of the human race, and after a moment, he nodded and said, "Three against three, it's better to end the battle early." ”
Crash!
As soon as the voice of the Bodhisattva of Tranquility fell, the three city lords of the ghost realm rushed towards the central square.
Whew!
On the human side.
The three little-known monks behind the Tairan Bodhisattva also jumped onto the central square and confronted the three city lords.
Three monks, two are mid-stage immortals, and one is a late-stage immortals.
The entire human world, above the monks at the level of Lingxian, is dominated by Taoists.
Buddhism, Wumen, compared with Taoism, is not half a star.
"Kill!"
With the sound of this sentence in Bian Mei's mouth, the three ghost realm city lords rushed out one after another and killed the Taoist immortals.
Thundered!
The battle broke out in an instant.
After absorbing the power of merit, Situ Feng had already advanced to the mid-stage immortal realm.
Seeing the three human cultivators fighting the battlefield, Situ Feng lowered his voice and said, "Senior Su Mo, which of them do you say will win?" ”
"Humanity will prevail."
Su Mo looked at the battlefield for a while and came to a conclusion.
"Fortunately, a crushing victory is also a victory."
Situ Feng patted his chest, revealing a look of relief.
Su Mo said angrily: "You may not know what the definition of a miserable victory is, those two mid-stage spirit immortals will be killed, and the late-stage spirit immortals will be beaten and lose their combat effectiveness." ”
"This ......"
Situ Feng's face changed drastically.
The number of immortal powerhouses in the human race is not as large as the ghost emperor in the ghost world, and if it is lost by three at once, it will be a heavy blow to the human race.
"There is no war without bloodshed and sacrifice."
Su Mo looked at it very openly.
It can't just be the death of the strong in the ghost world, and the strong in the human world to sit back and enjoy the success, right?
He is only a peak spirit immortal, and the Open Heaven Sword is only a peak Dao weapon, relying on his strength, he can't turn the tide.
No one in the human race has the power to turn the tide, so if we continue to fight, we will die a lot, which is inevitable.
If you don't want to die, either you will have a truce, you will surrender, or you will win.
A truce is impossible, it is difficult to win, surrender?
Excuse me, it's even more impossible to surrender!
At the very least, Su Mo would not agree to surrender!
Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!
That's when it happened.
In the central square, the winner was completely divided.
As Su Mo said.
The three city lords of the ghost world were finally killed.
Of the three immortals of the human race, two of the mid-stage immortals died in battle, and the surviving late-stage immortals were seriously injured and almost lost their combat effectiveness.
Shout!
The armored man threw out a token at the right time and was caught by the late-stage spirit immortal.
Snort!
In the later stage, the spirit immortal quickly refined the merit power in the token, not only did he fully recover from his injury, but he even went one step further, and he was only one step away from the peak spirit immortal!
The reason why this is the case is because the merit power obtained by the two mid-stage spirit immortals was given to the late-stage spirit immortals by the armored man.
Otherwise, simply relying on the power of merit obtained by the late-stage spirit immortals themselves, there is really no way to return to their peak state!