Chapter 138 Receiving Lin Suiqing as a believer in offering sacrifices to the spirit Su Mo is upgrading here, and the chat box on the real god plane over there is simply fried. "I'm going, who is this sacrificial spirit, so arrogant and domineering? He actually upgraded in battle?! It's so domineering, I almost naturally became his believer!!" "Let's not talk about it, just now Lin Suiqing and this Ji Ling were almost inseparable, but after this upgrade, there is a high probability that this Ji Ling will win! It depends on Lin Suiqing's loyalty. He is the chief disciple of Xuancang True God!" "I'm going, this sacrificial spirit is too awesome. It's a holy-level sacrificial spirit. It's like cheating. Who knows who the sacrificial spirit is?" The chat box on the real god plane over there is boiling watching this never-before-seen contract battle of the worshipers. Rinelle also saw the situation of the spiritual worship believers' contract battle. She was very worried about Su Mo's situation, and she kept scrubbing the cold snake skin of the spiritual snake with her palms to relieve her tension. In the light group of the sacrificial altar, Su Mo is still upgrading, he seems to be isolated from all cognition. Among the huge light group, half is sea water, and the other half is flame. Such contrasting words constitute a burning picture. Sea water or flames, galloping or burning, chewing or giving up, or tens of millions of layers of mud and water slurry are stirred into pages of weathered rocks, as if time recedes, flying hundreds of millions Light years, reaching the Cambrian period in the depths of the earth.

Lin Suiqing was still enduring the torment of the two heavens of ice and fire, as well as the high temperature of countless water vapors. Su Mo was forced to upgrade and isolated all unconsciousness. Su Mo's soul or life seemed to be torn apart. Memories peeled in half. Half of it is given to the past and memories, and the other half is given to nostalgia and forgetting. As Su Mo's consciousness changes and wakes up, the sea outside also fluctuates and changes. When the waves of sea water produced by Su Mo splash, the sea water will roll up high and violently, rushing towards the air endlessly, the sound is like a great "pianist" who is full of passion Hitting every key, it makes a magnificent and loud sound. Su Mo slowly felt that the loss of control of his body was over, and he regained consciousness. At this time, the system also came to report to him: "Report to the host, the upgrade is over, congratulations to the host for successfully saving his life, and being promoted to the first stage of the holy gold rank!?" The system is also very frightened, if Su Mo Death, he will be very miserable . The light clusters around Su Mo gradually faded away, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Suiqing in the sea, the surging waves, the surging tide, the back waves pushing the front waves, rows of white tides rushing towards him, the sound was like thunder , the momentum is like a galloping horse, and it hits Lin Suiqing with full force. Su Mo's expression was calm, but he actually admired it. In this situation, Lin Suiqing didn't attack him unexpectedly. He was an upright gentleman, although his sneak attack might not be successful. Su Mo shouted loudly to Lin Suiqing: "∼Suiqing, I'm sorry, let's continue the fight." Su Mo waited for Lin Suiqing to make the first move, but Lin Suiqing was also unceremonious, and a stone titan with a snow-white bandage came directly to Su (okay Zhao) Mo. Lin Suiqing controlled the upper half of the flame wrapped in the light group of the altar, mixed with the stone titan, and turned into a fiery red and black magma titan. Su Mo flipped his fingers, using the power of Mussel, the Ice Tiger Sacrifice Spirit, to lightly touch the seawater in the lower half of the light group on the altar with his toe, the seawater instantly turned into ice, and an ice wall formed in front of Su Mo, At the same time, he attacked Lin Suiqing's back against the icicle, and the fine ice slag penetrated Lin Suiqing's body, forming a painful but not fatal wound. He won. .