Shouldn't the third senior brother and the fifth senior brother also go directly to Nascent Soul
Just thinking about it, the ground suddenly shook again.
The vortex appeared again on the iron furnace.
"Who will come out this time?"
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Chu Moli floating out of the wheelchair in a wheelchair.
It fell leisurely on the ground.
Everyone looked left, right, up, and down.
I want to find a Thunder Cloud, or a Yin Beast.
However, no!
Nothing at all!
The area around the sword furnace was eerily quiet.
Chu Moli looked at everyone present with a smile that was not a smile, and said in a gentle voice, "What? Don't you welcome me?"
"No...not..." Luo Yu couldn't help but said, "Senior brother, why did you come out like this?"
There was no ghost beast chasing it out, no thunder calamity, no earth shaking.
Chu Moli's posture was more like a casual walk in the sword furnace, and then casually walked out.
Especially with the background of the senior brother and the second senior brother, the posture of Chu Moli walking out of the sword furnace is so quiet and weird.
Chu Moli's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was rather weak and said: "Perhaps, it's because I'm too weak, those Yin beasts don't like me."
cut!
All five of them gave him a blank stare.
Among the seven of them, the most perverted and mysterious is the third senior brother.
"Why are the Yin beasts looking down on him..." Leng Yumo murmured, "I think those Yin beasts have been tortured to death by him, and they can't be chased out at all!"
Chu Moli's cultivation base has also advanced, but he is not as perverted as Yun Ruohan and Qin Jiu, directly Nascent Soul.
His current cultivation has reached the peak of Jindan.
Moreover, compared to the powerful sword intent displayed by other members of Xiaoyaomen, there is still a field of more than two ranks per capita.
Chu Moli's overall strength seems to be quite weak.
But Muyan felt inexplicably that Leng Yumo had revealed the truth.
Chu Moli suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Muyan, "Little Junior Sister, have you brought what you promised me?"
The corner of Muyan's mouth twitched.
A guy who is keen on collecting the corpses of high-ranking monks will be weak
Third senior brother, you are so funny!
But to complain, she immediately obediently offered the corpses of Xue Zhong and the others.
Chu Moli put away the things in satisfaction.
Then, everyone's eyes were focused on the sword furnace.
It was almost midnight.
Now, Ling Yusheng is the only one who has not come out yet.
"It seems that Xiao Wu won't be able to come out today."
"It doesn't matter, as long as the soul lamp is not extinguished, it proves that Xiao Wu is safe, and he will definitely come out safely."
Luo Yu was also staring at the sword furnace, he was more worried than the others.
Yun Ruohan patted his head: "Xiao Qi, what's wrong?"
Just as he was about to say that Xiao Wu was fine, the soul lamp was well lit.
Hearing Luo Yu dragging his chin and puffing his cheeks, he said, "I don't know what the fifth senior brother is doing now."
This remark made everyone startled for a moment, and then they couldn't help laughing out loud.
In this short month, the seven members of Xiaoyaomen experienced the tempering of the sword furnace and the secret realm of the spinulus respectively.
Originally, the average cultivation base of only the third rank of Golden Core was suddenly promoted to the peak of Golden Core.
Luo Yu is now at the ninth rank of Golden Core, so I thought he was no longer the weakest of the seven.
But in the end, he was still the one who was holding back.
Therefore, besides worrying about Ling Yusheng's safety, Luo Yu also pinned his last hope on the fifth senior brother's cultivation.
It's like echoing the heartbeat of falling rain.