Everyone: I started with a mythical talent, and I killed a god with one sword

This skill has directly reached the ancient superior level, and has returned to its original state!

That is to say, the proficiency cannot be further improved.

But now, even if it cannot be further advanced, the effect of this skill is enough to defy the heavens.

"Horrible... too terrifying." Su Ming couldn't help but murmur.

"Based on the mental recovery speed of my S-level bloodline and the emperor's blood..."

"I can recover a little mental power almost every second, and it has reached a delicate balance with the consumption of this skill."

"That is to say, if there is no unexpected situation, my mental power will always be exhausted, and this clone can exist for a long time." Su Ming was shocked.

He did not use it immediately.

Because this skill has too high a cost. Once it is activated, it will consume a lot of mental power and blood.

There will be a battle later, and Su Ming must maintain his physical strength.

Su Ming looked at Wan Wu with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Wan Wu, it's done."

"Follow me and leave here."

Wan Wu nodded.

At the same time, he asked hesitantly.

"Master, we have spent so much effort to break into this secret realm, and we can only leave with this book of magic?"

He knew that there were a lot of treasures in the secret realm of B-level copies, and the lowest quality was diamond!

Has the master already disdained other diamond-level secret treasures?

Su Ming shook his head slightly, with a slight curl of his lips.

"This book of magic seems simple."

"In fact, it is already the top treasure in this secret realm. Other things are totally worth mentioning."

"No need to waste time anymore."

After that, Su Ming took Wan Wu and prepared to leave.

Wan Wu was amazed at the master's decisiveness.

If it were him, he would definitely feel that he had broken through 17 restrictions, which was extremely hard work, and it would be a loss if he could get more secret treasures back.

However, Su Ming always kept the overall plan in mind, and was not tempted by any external things, so he evacuated decisively.

Moreover, his familiarity with this secret realm was just like the ancient Taoist himself returning home, which was really amazing!

As soon as the two of them walked out of the hall.

"Huh?"

Su Ming frowned slightly, feeling a poison escaping, and a murderous intention hidden in the dark.

He moved very quickly, suddenly took the ancient snake's poison gall, squeezed a drop of juice, and splashed it into his throat.

At the same time, he flicked his fingers and squeezed another drop, which fell into Wanwu's mouth.

The next moment, a dark green array pattern under his feet exploded, and then exploded the poisonous mist, wrapping the two in it.

However, after swallowing the bile of the ancient snake, they were immune to most of the poison.

So, the two walked away unscathed.

Wan Wu's face was cold, and in his palm, a stream of light was suspended, ready to go.

"Who ambushed!?"

He roared.

The aura and pressure of the Venerable realm was released without hesitation!

The wind pressure spread, blowing away the poisonous fog.

Outside the cave door, there stood a gray-robed guest.

Poison Fang Taoist!

His face was old, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his eyes, as well as a slight shock.

"You actually walked away from my bone-eroding poisonous fog unscathed?"

"Is it the Venerable... It's strange."

He frowned slightly, but was not panicked at all.

The tips of the Venomous Fang Taoist's fingers were all ulcerated, and it was probably caused by practicing poison.

"But... hehe."

After saying that, he laughed hoarsely.

"I, too, have hidden my strength!"

Immediately, he also had the cultivation of the Venerable Realm, and he completely released his strength!

His gray robe fluttered, suspended in the air, and his eyes were full of pressure!

At the same time, a thick black fog swept behind him, like an abyss swallowing everything.

Su Ming looked at the killing move of the Venomous Fang Taoist with a calm face.

He was calm, not because he had known that the Venomous Fang Taoist would come to ambush.

On the contrary, Su Ming came to this copy at the same time as this time in his previous life, so he did not encounter the Venomous Fang Taoist.

The reason why he was so calm was because he could easily kill this Venomous Fang Taoist!

"You dare not ambush in secret if you are stronger than a cultivator of level 64."

Su Ming smiled coldly.

Immediately, he urged his sword!

He did not even use his own Bloodfall Sword, Extreme Yang Death Mark Sword and other weapons.

He used his secondary profession, Soul Sword Master's skill [Soul Forging Sword].

He consumed his soul power and condensed a series of dark blue three-pointed swords, which floated behind him.

The Poison Fang Taoist looked closely and saw that there were 104 soul swords, showing their sharp edges!

The Soul Sword Master's skill can easily condense a large number of flying swords, which is very suitable for Su Ming!

These soul blades flashed with light and penetrated with a bang!

Behind the Poison Fang Taoist, the deep and dark poisonous fog was instantly chopped, cut and dispersed by countless sword phoenixes!

The Venomous Fang Taoist was injured by the sword energy, his body was covered with sores and venomous water flowed, and he flew backwards.

He hit the wall heavily!

Wan Wu had no time to intervene from the beginning to the end, and Su Ming almost defeated the Venomous Fang Taoist alone!

The Venomous Fang Taoist's pupils widened!

A bit of horror emerged in his old eyes.

"Ahem! How could this be..."

"You are so young, you are at most half a step to the realm of the sage, how can you mobilize such a powerful force with just a wave of your hand?!"

The Venomous Fang Taoist was shocked.

He had always thought that this young man with a sword case on his back was a young master from a large sect or a large family, and that he had not yet experienced the outside world.

He believed that Su Ming relied on this servant at the level of the Venerable, that is, Wan Wu, to enter the deepest part of the secret realm.

Therefore, he dared to ambush and seize the treasure with his own hands!

This was a misjudgment by the Poison Fang Taoist. According to the rules and experience of this world, it is almost impossible to break through the Venerable realm at the age of two. This situation is rare in history.

After all, even the young genius of Tutian Sect, one of the great righteous sects, Tang Yupu, was in his twenties and had just reached the half-step Venerable realm, just like the killing madman Zhong Zhi of the Blood Evil Sect.

The strength of the top Tianjiao of the younger generation is roughly stuck at the level of half-step Venerable.

It is enough to see that it is difficult for cultivators in this world to advance.

It can be said that strength is almost linked to age.

No matter how talented you are, at Su Ming's age, you can't reach the realm of the Venerable.

Wanwu, the middle-aged slave, has a strength that has reached the middle stage of the Venerable Realm and is no match for himself.

After the above judgment, the Poison Fang Taoist dared to act ruthlessly.

But now it seems that the situation is obviously far beyond his expectations!

Su Ming walked forward slowly with a blank expression.

The flying sword followed him like flowing water.

The Poison Fang Taoist was shocked. After landing, he suddenly pinched his fingers to activate the method.

A cold murderous intent appeared on his face.

"Humph, even if you are stronger than me, no one in the world can resist my tooth poison."