All of Su Mo's friends and all the True Dragon race experts charged toward the three major tribes.
Meanwhile, An Shang and An Jian, hidden in the shadows, silently approached as well. The direction they chose was far away from Li Zun.
Just as everyone appeared and charged out simultaneously, the attacks of the Nine Yang Demon God, Li Zun, and Bone Spirit had already arrived before Su Mo first.
Su Mo had already steadied his posture. Facing the attacks of the three major experts, his expression was as solemn as iron.
The Chaos Power throughout his body boiled, his bloodline power roared, and the supreme sword might grew even more majestic.
All bloodline physiques, including the Supreme Battle Body, had already been urged to their limits by Su Mo.
To become even more powerful, an illusory figure soared above Su Mo's head, and a total of thirty types of sword's battle souls rose upward.
The thirty types of sword's battle souls were like a mountain of blades and a tomb of swords, and their heaven-destroying and earth-shattering sword might surged straight into the nine heavens.
Among these thirty sword souls, the one right at the center was none other than the Myriad Transformations Divine Sword Battle Soul.
This sword soul stood out like a crane among a flock of chickens. It was more tangible, and its sword might was even more magnificent and boundless.
One could say that the power of a single Myriad Transformations Divine Sword Battle Soul was almost comparable to the sum of the other twenty-odd types of sword battle souls.
However, urging the Myriad Transformations Divine Sword Battle Soul also required a massive amount of spiritual power.
Therefore, since Su Mo was using the Myriad Transformations Divine Sword Battle Soul, he could not use any