"It broke through!"

Zhou Guangli's expression was filled with a hint of disbelief, and then he became a little gloomy.

Duan Tiande sighed in his heart, but on the surface, he looked at Lin Wu's back calmly: "It's just luck." ”

That being said, everyone knows that they have reached their level, and it is almost impossible to break through with luck.

Duan Tiande looked at Mo Li's back deeply, and there was deep awe in the depths of his pupils.

In addition to the fact that Lin Wu's own realm had reached a peak, it was only by relying on Mo Li's stimulation of Lin Wu's potential that he could make such a smooth breakthrough.

After a pause, Duan Tiande took a slight breath: "We should go too!"

Rumble!

Two powerful auras erupted from Duan Tiande and Zhou Guangli, and the speed of the two of them rose sharply, leaving the two disciples of the Chixiao Sect behind them, and quickly headed towards the three of them.

At the same time, Xia Hou swung the spirit knife in his hand, smashing the golden light rain in the sky, and a powerful force erupted from his feet, and in just a few breaths, he came to the side of the two disciples of the Chixiao Sect from behind.

"Get out of the way!"

Pushing the two disciples of the Chixiao Sect away roughly, Xiahou Quan also ignored the other two disciples of the Xiahou family at all, only the figures in front of him in his eyes, stepping on heavy footsteps, and quickly chased towards several figures in front of him.

And several people behind Xiahou's body were all frantically urging their own strength, wanting to move up faster.

But it's a pity that the gap in strength can't be narrowed by desperately.

The golden sword rain in the sky, constantly falling, has made them extremely difficult, and now let them go up at a faster speed, it is killing them.

They could only watch Xiahou Quan, Zhou Guangli and Duan Tiande keep distancing themselves from them.

The three powerful auras behind him were rapidly approaching, and the three Mo Li in front of them could clearly perceive it.

Yue Ling said lightly: "Do you want him to follow you now?"

Mo Li turned his head slightly: "With your current strength, is there a problem with obtaining one of the ten places?"

Lin Wu clenched his fists slightly, nodded fiercely at Mo Li, and then his figure slowed down, broke away from Mo Li's back, and was pulled farther and farther away by Mo Li.

The golden sword rain in the sky found its target again and headed towards Lin Wu one after another.

However, at this time, Lin Wu was far from being comparable to Lin Wu just now, and under the powerful power of qi and blood, those golden sword rains shattered one after another under his fist.

Although it could still bring Lin Wu a lot of pressure, it was no longer a threat to him at all.

Lin Wu's speed slowed down, but Duan Tiande and Zhou Guangli, who rushed over, quickly overtook him.

Lin Wu looked at the backs of the two of them hurrying upward, his face calm.

Although he has also reached the realm of consummation of the Spirit Mansion, the gap with the Eight Great Heavenly Masters is still immeasurable. After all, even if they are monks of the same realm, there is a world of difference in strength and weakness.

Therefore, Lin Wu knew very well that he was not qualified to participate in that level of battle.

In order not to add a burden to Mo Li, he chose to retreat.

Of course, the current Lin Wu is extremely confident, and among the top ten places, there is at least one place for him.

"Get out of here!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, an arrogant sword light flashed, and Lin Wu's figure flashed, looking at the sword light, his body was shocked into a layer of cold sweat.

If he had reacted half a second too late, he would have been cut in half.

Just as he glared at the comer, the figure had already rushed by, chasing Duan Tiande and Zhou Guangli in front of him, and left a word.

"Don't think that if you break through the Lingfu Consummation, you will be able to compare with us!"

When the words fell, Xiahou Quan had already left Lin Wu far behind.

Lin Wu clenched his fists, his face full of anger, urging his power to destroy the golden sword rain in the sky.

Although he was very unwilling, he really didn't have enough strength to compete with Xiahou Quan.

But Lin Wu sneered, what about you Xiahou Quanqiang, you are a waste in front of the young sect master!

Glancing at the back, several disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, the Xiahou Family, and the Chixiao Sect were still struggling to climb up, and there were still hundreds of steps away from him.

Then Lin Wu walked towards the top of the mountain without hurrying, and he had both the right people and him, and the quota was nine out of ten.

Young Sect Master......

He looked up, his eyes full of convincing.

......

"Lin Wu is stable!"

Before the light curtain, Yang Tong, one of the three commanders, smiled happily.

Lin Wu was his disciple.

Immediately, he looked at Mo Li's figure, his eyes full of gratitude.

What Mo Li let Lin Wu get was not only this one place, but also allowed him to break through to the realm of Lingfu Consummation.

"Among the ten places, the Young Sect Master and Lin Wu occupy the second!"

Everyone in the square quietly looked at the figure in front of them, with a look of convincing.

......

Under the rain of golden swords, Mo Li and Yue Ling walked side by side, after a hundred steps, Duan Tiande and Zhou Guangli chased after them, and after dozens of steps was Xiahou Quan, who had a gloomy face.

Yue Ling said softly, "I don't really like to be followed. ”

Mo Li smiled faintly: "It's just dumped." ”

Boom!

In the shocked gaze of Duan Tiande and Zhou Guangli, Mo Li's right foot lightly stepped on the top of the stairs, and brilliant light burst out on the soles of his feet, and Mo Li's figure crossed a hundred stairs in a breath like a cannonball, and went up at such a terrifying speed, instantly widening the distance between them.

At the same time, Yue Ling's footsteps were light, floating upward, but the speed was no slower than Mo Li, and the two were still in a posture of advancing hand in hand.

"Impossible!"

Zhou Guangli's eyes widened, and he looked at the two people who were constantly moving away in disbelief.

In Xuanji Mountain, any different strength of the monk will turn into the same power, and the speed of climbing has nothing to do with any other factors, only one thing, which is your strength.

This refers to pure strength, putting aside the pure strength of martial arts, spiritual weapons, and various secret techniques.

The stronger the self-heritage, the stronger the person, the faster the climbing speed will be.

Yue Ling is okay to say, after all, the shadow of the famous tree of people, Moon Ling has long been famous in the Eastern Regions, above the Eight Heavenly Pride.

And how could this kid who suddenly appeared be able to compete with the Moon Spirit and leave them far behind.

Duan Tiande's face was as calm as ever, and Zhou Guangli even felt that the current Duan Tiande was a little different from the previous Duan Tiande.

The 6,000th staircase.

Mo Li stepped on it with a somewhat solemn expression.

The golden sword rain in the sky disappeared, and Mo Li's figure quickly flashed towards a higher place.

Mo Li was slightly stunned, and the obstacle of Xuanji Mountain did not appear in his imagination.