Miss Nine

Chapter 687
A cool hand rested on Mo Qingyu's shoulder, and Gu Jiuli dissipated the coercion of the Tathagata with a wave of his sleeve.

Finally calming down, Mo Qingyu looked at Gu Jiuli with horror.

With a wave of her hand, she broke through the breakthrough power of the middle stage of the Saint Transformation Realm, and her strength should have at least reached the peak of the middle stage of the Saint Transformation Realm!

Mo Qingyu remembered that when he left, her strength had just broken through to the late stage of Lingtian Realm, and now, in less than half a year, she has crossed a full level, which is too unbelievable!
Mo Qingyu suddenly understood why she said that she was "unstable". In just half a year, she jumped from the late stage of Lingtian Realm to the middle stage of Transformation Saint Realm. It's strange that her foundation is stable!

Not to mention that he personally watched her step from the early stage of the Tongxuan Realm, which was seriously injured, to the Realm of Enlightenment and into the Realm of Lingtian in more than a year!

This level of cultivation speed is absolutely invincible even if you look at the entire sky!

"Xiao Li, Uncle, are you alright?" Mo Kuang stood up and said embarrassedly.

He just broke through and released his aura without paying attention, almost forgetting that there are two of them here.

"Let's go first, someone is coming." With a light flash of his gaze, Gu Jiuli took the lead and walked to the right, and the three of them left the space cyclone in the blink of an eye.

But after three breaths, two slender figures appeared where Gu Jiuli and the others were just now. If you look carefully, you will find that these two people are Mo Ruoli and Mo Qingqian.

"There is still the aura of the source of profound energy, and they were able to get there first!" Mo Ruoli said angrily, gritting her teeth.

"Let's go." He patted Mo Ruoli's shoulder reassuringly, and Mo Qingqian turned around directly.

In the past five months, most of the cyclones with the source of profound strength that they found were empty. In a full five months, the two of them had only refined two sources of profound strength. .

But no matter how annoyed they are, who will let them slow down?

Gazing fiercely somewhere in the space, Mo Ruoli stomped his feet and could only follow.

Gu Jiuli, how long has it been since you started snatching what belongs to her, if it goes on like this, will it be okay? !
She must take this opportunity to get rid of this scourge!
Thinking of the picture of all the important people of the clan surrounding the girl in red before entering the clan ground, Mo Ruoli felt that her heart was burning like fire. If she could, she really wanted to tear that pretentious woman into pieces!

"Aren't they just two offshoots? Are we still afraid of them?" Mo Qingyu said dissatisfiedly, curling her lips.

The three of them are the most noble and unparalleled direct descendants of the Shenyin clan. When they saw two small offshoots, they would immediately avoid them?
Although he came out according to Gu Jiuli's words, Mo Qingyu felt quite uncomfortable.

"When did I say I was afraid of them? No matter if it was because I was too lazy to cause trouble, I would inevitably say hello when I saw them. If I had to go with them, it would be easier to avoid them." Gu Jiuli rolled his eyes and said.

Why can't this guy use his brain? !
"Uncle, think about it. After all, they are all members of the same clan. If they are close to our lineage, if you meet them, you, an elder, can't ignore them. Then the three of them It became five people, and two more people divided up the source of profound energy, we are not at a loss." Seeing that Mo Qingyu was still quite unwilling, Mo Kuang had no choice but to persuade him.

"You guys are right, let's go, I don't bother to pay attention to some messy clansmen." Although I agreed with the two people's arguments in my heart, because of my face, Mo Qingyu still made a reluctance look like.

With a chuckle, Gu Jiuli took the lead and walked forward.

In the blink of an eye, it was nearly half a year again.

On this day, Gu Jiuli and the others found another source of top-grade profound strength.

Looking at the head-sized source of profound energy in front of them, none of the three stepped forward.

"Have you decided?" After a long time, Gu Jiuli turned to look at the young man with a jade face beside him and asked.

"En." With a soft reply from his nasal cavity, Mo Qingyu finally stepped forward.

In one year, after absorbing more than 30 sources of profound energy, Mo Qingyu's strength has finally risen to the height of the Great Perfection of the Lingtian Realm. This time, he is going to become a saint.

If it was changed to two years ago, with Mo Qingyu's disposition of not caring about everything, even if he was given a hundred more courage, he would not dare to try to become a saint easily, but now it is different.

After witnessing with his own eyes how the young girl achieved self-breakthrough through life and death many times, and after her heart was repeatedly shocked, Mo Qingyu felt that he had vaguely touched his own way.

In the past, he always felt that with his parents and many elder brothers standing in front of him, he just needed to live the life he wanted comfortably, but only now did he realize that he was so wrong!

No one in this world can really do whatever he wants, even if he is the most noble lineage of the Shenyin clan.

For her parents, for the sake of her family, and for the sake of her relatives and friends, Xiaoli put herself in danger time and time again. She obviously has so many blessed conditions and has so many strong people following her around, but she never thought of borrowing the strength of others. Because she deeply understands that at the moment of life and death, only her own strength is the real strength!

He, Mo Qingyu, doesn't have too many ideals, he doesn't have to protect his family, and he doesn't have to take responsibility, but he doesn't want to be a burden to his family anymore, at least they don't need to separate their minds to protect him when life and death are at stake.

His way is the way of the heart.

Follow yourself, stick to yourself.

The power of heaven and earth descended, and Mo Qingyu was surrounded by a mask of white light, and the milky white source of profound energy floated in front of him. Against the backdrop of the two kinds of light, the youth's already shining face was even more Exudes a holy radiance.

(End of this chapter)