Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

The small world on the tenth floor is even wider. There are spring, summer, autumn and winter here.

There are also mountains and rivers, desert plains, sunrise and sunset...

Mo Yu stood at a high place, looking up at the sky.

Here is the weakest barrier between the ninth floor and the tenth floor.

This is a flaw she found in her previous life for thousands of years.

She has been exploring the secrets of Chance Building.

This is a small world outside the world of cultivating immortals. As long as it is a small world, it must be created artificially. In her previous life, she suspected that this place was created by immortals, so she has been looking for the secret of Chance Building.

She looked up at the sky, it was no different from the outside world, there were a few clouds floating in the blue sky, clear and clear.

She lightly closed her eyes, it was the fusion of wind and cloud in the small world of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The vegetation around her seemed to have been magically summoned, stretching desperately in one direction.

Mo Yu raised his hand and made several gestures in front of his chest, which were obscure and mysterious, and the scattered mental power quickly gathered together, forming a huge fist, and hammered down hard towards the barrier in the sky.

boom!
A loud noise broke the sky.

For a time, the entire ninth floor had a huge impact.

A large avalanche occurred on the top of the snow mountain, a heavy rainstorm suddenly fell in the sky deep in the dense forest, a huge hurricane formed on the ocean, and the birds, beasts, insects and ants in the dense forest suddenly scattered and fled.

A punch had no effect at all, Mo Yu's pupils became darker and darker, and he punched again.

Duize Ling wrapped around her waist also flew into the air, and the vigorous and vast spiritual power slanted like a waterfall, sinking into the fist formed by the condensed spiritual power and blending with it.

Boom!

Another two punches.

On the ninth floor, some small towns tens of thousands of kilometers away suddenly began to rain heavily.

But Wang Zhi, who was practicing on the ninth floor, forcibly came out of the cultivation state, and stood up with a heavy face.

The elders beside him looked at the sky worriedly.

In the direction of the enchantment that Mo Yu was beating, there were circles of huge cloud swirls.

"Someone is attacking the barriers on the ninth to tenth floors?" the Great Elder stroked his beard and asked.

Wang Zhi nodded, "I sensed a familiar aura from it."

"It's...Xiao Yu."

When several people passed by, Mo Yu was standing on a high place, controlling his fist to hit the barrier in the sky again and again.

Her spiritual power is terrifying, even if she kills a strong man in the Mahayana stage, she may be able to do it.
But now, every hit consumes a lot of mental power.

Mo Yu's face was already pale, and even his lips lost their luster.

"Mo Yu!"

Wang Zhi called out her name in a serious tone.

This voice penetrated through all the barriers of spiritual power and mental power, and landed firmly in Mo Yu's ears.

The movement of fist attacking the enchantment paused.

Wang Zhi's voice was a little hoarse, "There were ten strong men from the tribulation period who tried to break through this barrier, but they all failed. You are just doing useless work like this."

Those elders were shocked.

If it was Mo Yu's full attack just now, it would be too powerful.

Such an attack, even they are not sure that they can resist it.

This is a ten-year-old girl!
Ninety percent of the attack just now was mental power.

Sure enough, it was indeed a rare epiphany of spiritual power, even a powerful monk who could far exceed their level.

Mo Yu looked up at the completely unshakable barrier in the sky.

The hurricane in the sea of ​​consciousness is dissipating little by little.

Duize Ling came back and wrapped it around Mo Yu's waist, while the Soul Eater hovered obediently beside Mo Yu.

She withdrew her terrifying mental power, and that huge fist disappeared.

Before Wang Zhi could say anything else, she stood on the Soul Eater Sword, came to the mid-air and reached out to gently touch the enchantment.

The seemingly weak enchantment is actually unshakable at all. I am afraid that only the legendary people from the fairy world can break it.

Mo Yu sighed lightly, a little disappointed.

Wang Zhi stepped forward to stand in front of her, frowning tightly.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Yu looked at the barrier behind him, "I want to go to the tenth floor."

This sentence is understated, as if it is just talking about what I ate today.

Tenth floor!

This is all they dare not even think about!
As a small sect that has only existed for thousands of years.

It is already very lucky to climb from the tenth-rank sect to the fifth-rank step by step.

This time, he became a second-rank sect in one go, and it was even more shit luck.

Mo Yu actually said that he wanted to go to the tenth floor?
Then become a first-rank sect?
They don't even dare to think about such a thing!
Wang Zhi opened his mouth, his mouth was a little dry.

First Grade Sect...

Ever since he was expelled from the sect, no matter how much he was jumping around outside, he didn't arouse the slightest reaction from the sect he used to belong to.

as if……

He was like a grasshopper jumping in front of them.

I just don't know, now that he has brought the sect to the second rank, what does it feel like to be his former master and the elders who expelled him from the sect?
Maybe, I still don't care.

Wang Zhi sighed softly, then fixed his dark eyes on Mo Yu.

"If you want to go to the tenth floor, there is only one way, and that is to let our sect reach the level of a first-rank sect in the next evaluation."

Mo Yu gently touched his chin with one hand, and controlled the Soul Eater to the ground.

"Then, let's attack the first-grade sect."

Wang Zhi and several other elders were dumbfounded.

Hey, don't make this matter so simple, okay?

Is Yipin Zongmen something that everyone can do if they want to?
The existing first-rank sects have existed for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years!

Moreover, if you want to squeeze into the top three sects, you need special opportunities, otherwise, ordinary sects have no identity background and can only reach the fifth or sixth rank at most.

Wang Zhi couldn't believe it and looked Mo Yu up and down.

When she first entered the Chance Building, she was still so lazy.

It seemed that nothing in this world could arouse her interest.

Why has it been less than a day, and she suddenly became... sharp!
Her eyes are amazingly bright!

"Punch a product?"

"I said, little apprentice, have you been stimulated by something? Why do you suddenly want to go to the tenth floor? Didn't you have no desires before?"

With his hands behind his back, Mo Yu's lazy eyes gradually became sharper.

"On the tenth floor, you can know the true meaning of the Chance Building."

This ambiguous and mysterious sentence really shocked several people.

The true meaning of Chance Building?

Why did he suddenly become so obsessed?
The Great Elder strode forward and held Mo Yu's wrist to check his pulse.

"What's going on? Was it taken away by someone?"

The other elders also came.

The fourth elder scanned it with his mental strength, the fifth elder took out his own treasure, a spiritual herb for healing, and the second elder also took out his magic weapon specially used for healing, and scanned Mo Yu back and forth.