When the pain reaches the extreme and the framework of the small world gradually takes shape, it becomes the ultimate comfort.
These chaotic mist gradually evolved into some flowers, trees, breeze, air...
Mo Yu could even see a grass inside bending down under the breeze.
So true!
Her sea of consciousness used to be just the Milky Way, but now, it seems to have become a small world, where there are flowers, birds, grass and trees, and there is even a gentle breeze and drizzle.
Even if she had cultivated to that supreme state in her previous life, she had never had such a sea of consciousness.
The formation of the small world brought her an unprecedented feeling of comfort.
The Supreme Eight Divine Bones on her body echoed it, and she actually felt that her own bones seemed to be able to breathe.
The Supreme Bone is looming and shining brightly in the body, and it is actually engraved with a star-like light.
Mo Yu let out a breath of turbid air, and his thoughts dispersed without the need to control it at all.
He could clearly see every plant and tree on the second floor of Jiyuan Building.
Insects and ants are drilling holes in the ground, birds and beasts are galloping on the ground, and some powerful spiritual beasts occupy one area.
Suddenly, Mo Yu thought and saw a familiar figure.
She opened her eyes and found a place to sit under a tree. She didn't need to move there at all, she just used her mental power.
He controls the Soul-Eating Sword with his mental power.
The Soul-Eating Sword flew happily towards the target location.
Just to the southwest, Yu Junhao was assisting several sect disciples to break out of the encirclement.
They were in a valley, surrounded by about a dozen disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect, who were surrounding them.
These sect disciples have gone through several chases and are now exhausted, panting and very embarrassed.
The Holy Spirit Sect disciples surrounding them all had evil smiles on their faces.
"You trashes like you are actually qualified to become the disciples of a second-grade sect?"
Their hearts are too unbalanced.
The talents of these Tuoyue Sect disciples were not even as good as them, but they reached the sky in one fell swoop because of Mo Yu.
This is so unfair!
He was immediately carried away by his teammates and laid flat on his back!
Able to enter the ninth floor of Chance Building!
Why?
Why can these losers go?
And they, after staying in the fourth-grade sect for so many years, may not be able to reach that level in their lifetime.
"Second-grade sect..."
One of the Holy Spirit Sect disciples looked crazy.
"I once tried to enter the second-level sect, but was rejected. My talent is obviously very strong. I am in the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage. There was no bottleneck at all when I entered."
Others were also gnashing their teeth with hatred, expressing their incomprehension that Tuoyue Sect suddenly became a second-grade sect and feeling unbalanced.
"Damn it! You disciples of Tuoyue Sect, die now!"
These disciples were speechless.
Yu Junhao said quietly: "If you are so unbalanced, then leave your current sect and come to our Tuoyue Sect. By then, won't you also become disciples of the second-grade sect?"
Everyone was stunned.
That makes sense.
Still one of the inner disciples gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Fart! Now that you have become an inner disciple, you cannot leave the sect."
Yu Junhao has obviously experienced one fierce battle after another.
His clothes were stained with a lot of blood. He had just taken the elixir and was taking the time to recover.
He now has no problem dealing with the Golden Core Stage monks. He had just fought with four Nascent Soul Stage monks, and he was feeling a little tired.
Hearing what the disciple said, Yu Junhao curled up his lips.
"Oh? But, inner disciples can be forcibly expelled by the sect leader."
This sentence immediately caused waves of waves in the hearts of those Holy Spirit Sect disciples.
It’s true!
If they can be forcibly expelled by the sect leader, then they can join the Tuoyue Sect.
By then...
This is a second-grade sect!
Even if the Tuoyue Sect's current strength is very low, when the time comes to go to the ninth floor of the Chance Building, there are countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Even if he is a waste, with so many cultivation resources, he can become a genius after ten or a hundred years.
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As for these disciples, they have indeed encountered quite a bottleneck when they have reached the golden elixir stage.
Unfortunately, the sect has also encountered a bottleneck period.
Seeing these hesitant disciples, Yu Junhao's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty killing intent.
There is no loyalty to the sect at all, these disciples deserve to die!
At this time, a disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect pinched the magic spell with both hands in front of his chest and smiled coldly.
"Don't listen to this kid sowing discord. If we are kicked out by the sect, the Tuoyue Sect will take us in? Haha, I'm afraid that by then, we will become eternal sinners who betrayed the sect."
"Suffer death!"
The decisive technique was activated, the wind and clouds changed color, and the biting cold wind came. The clouds gathered into a vortex above his head, and sharp blades were formed from the vortex.
"Death!"
Yu Junhao raised his sword, his face turned pale, and he mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body to resist.
He bit his finger and used blood to draw special runes in mid-air.
The runes changed unpredictably and automatically combined in the air to form a long string of fonts. Then, they fell around the disciples of Tuoyue Sect, forming a protective barrier.
After doing this, the blood on Yu Junhao's face was a little less, and his whole face looked haggard and tired.
The Tuoyue Sect disciples also took defensive postures, blocking the exhausted Yu Junhao behind them.
"Senior brother, we will stop you later. Please evacuate quickly."
Yu Junhao's pale face showed no expression and no response.
"Damn it!" A disciple turned pale, "I sensed several Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses coming in this direction."
"It's going to be over this time... We can still deal with those in the Golden Core stage, but those in the Nascent Soul stage..."
The disciples of Tuoyue Sect turned their heads to look at Yu Junhao with sorrowful faces.
Yu Junhao is the most cultivated among them.
But he had already killed five Nascent Soul stage powerhouses before, and he should have almost reached the point of exhaustion. Now there are so many more that he can't deal with at all.
"Brother, please leave now. It's still too late to run away. Leave these people to us to deal with the aftermath."
Even though it's the aftermath, I'm afraid my life will be at stake here.
But it was too late now. Three Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses came from three directions and stood at the height of the valley, looking down at the scene below.
It seemed that they had long been confident that these Tuoyue Sect disciples were dead, so they did not take action, but just watched from the side.
Between the sword light and flint, hundreds of huge long swords flew out from the whirlpool of the clouds, with great momentum and the breath of death.
suddenly!
The huge sword is hovering in mid-air!
In an instant, everyone looked up in wonder.
A disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect said: "Brother, why did you stop?"
The disciple who controlled the flying sword turned pale, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.