"I am a disciple of the first-grade Immortal Sect of Beixuan Chao, Luo Tianhe."

The voice is majestic and magnificent, rolling like thunder.

A dozen cultivators from Beixuan Continent looked in the sound and saw a number of streams of light approaching from afar.

The spiritual consciousness of more than a dozen cultivators swept over and saw that the visitor was all the tenth level of Qi training. The spiritual power fluctuations in the head of the person were extremely powerful, far beyond the ordinary cultivator of the tenth level of Qi training were Luo Tianhe.

"What, another Senior Brother Luo?"

At this time, more than ten cultivators on the ground looked suspicious and all turned their attention to the ten-level master of Qi training.

Looking at the inquiring eyes that everyone was cast, the master of the tenth level of Qi training said with a strange look: "This is indeed Senior Brother Luo."

Another master of Qi training tenth level said: "I also recognize Du Yue, a genius from the Nanyi Class Branch, and the rest of them are also quite famous, so I recognize them below. I can't make any mistakes. They are all cultivators from the Beixuan Continent."

"But the aura of this Senior Brother Luo is obviously the same as that of the previous Senior Brother Luo! Which one is the real Senior Brother Luo?"

Luo Tianhe is an authentic disciple with a noble status, and it is not something that these disciples of the sub-sect can easily offend.

They dare not take action easily without finding out which side is true.

After delaying for a moment, Na Luo Tianhe, whose cultivation was soaring on the blood platform, also looked up.

In the distance, several cultivators with ugly faces were flying quickly, and one of them was not the real Luotianhe.

Luo Tianhe on the blood altar sighed: "It's coming so fast. If you get to the tenth level of Qi training at half an hour later, there is no hope for you to advance to the tenth level of Qi training."

At this time, the one on the blood stage was not the real Luo Tianhe, but Chen Mo.

The reason why this cultivator from Beixuan Continent is so sure that he is Luo Tianhe is because he cut an arm from Luo Tianhe.

At that time, his mood was fluctuating, and he kept his arm down by a silence.

Not long ago, he discovered that the cultivators from the Northern Xuan Continent of the Third Realm had the advantage of the advantage of the territoriality and had won many blood altars.

In order to avoid damage and enter the next level as soon as possible, Chen Mo used the same trick again and used it on the head of Beixuan Continent.

However, because Luo Tianhe had seen him use his disguise and breathing method, in order to prevent him from revealing the news, he sealed the spiritual energy in his broken arm with the Five Elements seal in his body.

With the power of the thunder talisman, it is easy to get two altars.

Seeing that it was difficult to advance to the tenth level of Qi training, Chen Mo gave up and laughed: "Fellow Daoist Luo, see you on the fourth level."

The voice fell, and as the two people's natal spiritual plants dispersed, their figures became illusory.

Seeing this, Luo Tianhe was so angry that his face turned red. The wooden knife under his feet emitted a sharp aura, condensed into more than ten feet of sword light, and hit the phantom.

After traveling through thousands of feet, the sword light began to gradually weaken. When it reached a hundred feet in front of Chen Mo's eyes, its power had already disappeared by 60%.

Chen Mo's phantom smiled slightly, and a drop of water shot out from his fingertips, colliding with the sword light.

The water droplets suddenly collapsed, but the sword light also stagnated.

In this short period of time, Chen Mo and Yan Lingyu's figures completely disappeared.

Luo Tianhe was so angry that he almost bit his steel teeth. His breath was shaken, his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly: "Chasing me for it."

As the sound fell, Luo Tianhe rushed to the blood altar first.

The second level, the fourth level.

The clear sky is blue and blue, and there is no trace of wind and clouds. The air is slightly moist and very gentle.

In the sky, the colorful light is still there, as if an immortal had a ribbon on it, soft and beautiful.

Under the ribbon is a vast land.

The land here is different from the outside world and is white.

This is not that a heavy snow just happened, melting everything into silver, but that the soil here is white itself.

The white land is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with colorful and beautiful spiritual plants growing, as if they are living in gods.

In this "wonderland", the most eye-catching one is the white spiritual plant that is hundreds of feet high.

This spiritual plant is snow-white all over, in the shape of a sword, and it jumps out of the surface and penetrates into the sky. It is a strange spiritual plant, jade, gold and wood.

On the white earth, there are many such gold and wood, and there are even thousands of feet tall, which penetrate the sky, and there are white lights surrounding it.

If you look closely, you will see a white kitten the size of a palm squatting on the top of the golden wood, looking up at the sky, and the white light around it melts into its body bit by bit.

At this moment, a mist was lingering in the sky, and a vortex of spiritual energy emerged.

The next moment, two green lights shot out from the vortex, revealing two figures. They were really Chen Mo and Yan Lingyu.

"Is this the fourth floor?" Chen Mo looked around and saw the six directions of heaven and earth.

At the same time, he also felt that the cultivation level in his body was severely suppressed. With his cultivation level close to the tenth level of Qi training, he was afraid that he could only exert his strength at the eighth level of Qi training at this time.

Chen Mo glanced at Yan Lingyu, and she was the same. Her spiritual power fluctuations were almost about to fall to the tenth level of Qi training.

However, the moment the two of them appeared, the pupils of the white cat squatting on the thousand-foot gold and wood suddenly shrank into a vertical black line, emitting a greedy light inside, the muscles of the legs instantly expanded, and the tendons exposed.

The next moment, the white cat turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was alert to the great rise, and felt a powerful feeling. He looked at him and saw the white cat pounce, and there was also an extremely sharp aura that followed. His strength seemed to have reached the middle stage of foundation building.

The crisis is emerging now, Chen Mo looks solemn, and although Yan Lingyu looks quite solemn, her eyes are full of joy.

She urged her natal spiritual plant in her body, and three natal halos dispersed, and her aura suddenly increased, reaching a level close to the eleventh level of Qi training.

Chen Mo understood and summoned the natal spiritual fetus. Three 10-meter natal halos dispersed. Not only did he recover his cultivation to the tenth level of Qi training, but he also felt the continuous flow of Gengjin energy pouring into the natal spiritual plant.

As soon as Chen Mo's natal spiritual fetus appeared, the white cat suddenly let out a strange cry, his breath dropped a lot, and his hair stood upright on his body, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and turned around and ran away.

Yan Lingyu giggled, pointed her fingers at the white cat, and said softly: "Little guy, it's too late to run away now."

Yan Lingyu has a very good understanding of this fourth level, so she is confident.

After the fourth level, the natal spiritual plant has improved its cultivation and combat power.

The stronger the natal spiritual plant, the greater the increase. With her natal halo reaching a level of nine feet and eight inches, the power she can exert is even far beyond her original strength.

At this time, with the blessing of Chen Mo's natal spiritual fetus, Yan Lingyu's cultivation tended to break through the eleventh level of Qi training at that moment, which surprised and happy.

The bamboo shadow slanted horizontally and the ancient song was lightly rising. The white cat's body stagnated, and Chen Mo didn't need to take action. It took only a short time. This was comparable to the strange beast that had almost reached the middle stage of foundation building and died at Yan Lingyu's hands.

At this time, Chen Mo also realized the power of the spiritual fetus in his natal life.
Chapter completed!