The tenth-level Qi cultivator was shocked when he heard this, his face turned bitter, and he said secretly: "Little junior brother, little junior brother, what are you doing with your mouths."

In order to prevent him from talking nonsense, he flicked his fingers, and a spiritual power sealed his meridians, mouth and tongue, and then he hurriedly said respectfully: "Senior brother is young and ignorant, please also ask senior brother to have a lot, don't worry about it." ”

Seeing that this cultivator was so protective of his junior brother, Chen Mo thought of his senior brother Ye Piaoling, and his expression eased a little, and this scene was naturally captured by everyone present, and the red hair and Luo Tianhe both had flashes of eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

With a slight sigh, Chen Mo said lightly: "The sect's law cannot be destroyed..."

Hearing this, the cultivator's heart sank, and when he thought of the severe punishment, his face was also ugly, and his eyes looked at the red-haired youth.

The young man was calm, he just shook his head, and the tenth-level Qi cultivator felt a chill in his heart, and looked at his little junior brother, his eyes full of pity and unbearable.

"However, thinking of his first offense, cut off his limbs..."Chen Mo was not completely ruthless in the end.

The tenth-level Qi cultivator was slightly stunned when he heard this, surprise appeared on his face, and he said in a continuous voice: "Thank you Senior Brother Tong for not killing you, my senior brother and sister will definitely remember Senior Brother's great kindness." ”

As soon as the words fell, the cultivator looked at his junior brother first, his eyes were deep, and he snorted coldly: "Stinky boy, if it weren't for Senior Brother Tong's kindness, today would be the time for you to die." ”

"Do you still have complaints?"

Looking at the senior brother's eyes, the young cultivator gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his eyes were red, although he couldn't speak, he still stiffened his neck, and he would rather die than bow his head.

Chen Mo, Yan Lingyu, and the red-haired cultivator couldn't help but admire in their hearts when they saw it in their eyes, but Luo Tianhe narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the young cultivator more.

As if he was afraid that Chen Mo would regret it, the tenth-level Qi cultivator immediately clicked on the young cultivator a few times, and then saw a flash of green light, and the latter's two arms hung down involuntarily, as if they were boneless, hanging low, swaying slightly.

This can also be regarded as an explanation to Chen Mo and the law of the Fire Immortal Sect.

Seeing this scene, some of the disciples of the Fire Immortal Sect who were present also complained, after all, what the young cultivator said was also what they thought in their hearts, but considering Chen Mo's strong methods and the law of the Fire Immortal Sect, they didn't dare to say it.

Some others nodded slightly, leaving the Fire Immortal Sect as the sect of the law, the sect's law naturally cannot be abolished.

"Who is still unconvinced?"

Suppressing this small conflict, Chen Mo's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and asked loudly.

All the disciples of the Fire Immortal Sect also bowed their heads slightly to show their obedience.

And the three cultivators who cultivated the tenth level of Qi also looked at Chen Mo and did not object to it, but the cultivator who had personally abolished his junior disciple was silent, but his eyes were deep, and he was obviously angry.

Chen Mo didn't pay attention to it, urged the fire dragon, looked at the cultivators of the other immortal sects nearby, and said lightly: "Within ten breaths, disappear from Tong Mou's eyes, otherwise, die." ”

Everyone saw that Luo Tianhe, who was the strongest, had fallen to the Fire Immortal Sect, and they also knew that the general trend had gone, although they were reluctant in their hearts, they were helpless.

glanced at each other, and they all turned into streamers and disappeared in front of them.

Chen Mo slowly retracted his gaze, looked at the five firebirds on the altar, and said lightly: "Next, it's these five beasts." ”

"I and Senior Sister Yu Luo Daoyou killed one each, and the other two, you can deal with it, do you have any objections?"

The red-haired cultivator at the head bowed his head slightly and said, "I'll wait, follow Senior Brother's orders." ”

Under the joint efforts of Chen Mo and Yan Lingyu, the blue flames were monstrous, the heat wave was overwhelming, the red silk was all over the sky, and the power was overwhelming, the two of them didn't even use the natal spirit plant, and the two flame birds that were chasing the middle stage of foundation building fell one after another under the combined attack of the two.

At this time, the Blue Flame Fire Dragon had increased to one hundred and fifty zhang, which was close to the limit of Chen Mo's control.

Not long after, Luo Tianhe and many cultivators from the Fire Immortal Sect all used their own means to remove the remaining three flame birds.

There is no doubt that Chen Mo, Yan Lingyu, Luo Tianhe, and the red-haired male cultivators naturally all have to get an altar, and the last remaining altar, the rest of them discussed, and gave it to the tenth-level Qi cultivator who had personally abolished the two arms of his junior brother.

The smoky breeze carried heat with it, and the cultivators of the Fire Immortal Sect under the altar looked at the five people on the stage with envy.

They also wanted to enter the third layer, but God didn't give them a chance to choose, because they were weak and weak, because they were born into separate sects.

On the altar, Yan Lingyu summoned the natal spirit plant and planted it in the black jar, and at the same time, the nine-foot-eight inch natal halo also rippled.

"Shhhh

"What's that..."

"The natal halo is nine feet eight inches, how is this possible?"

Everyone was shocked, even Luo Tianhe was surprised, he remembered clearly, it was still more than seven feet before, why didn't it increase to nine feet eight inches after a few days?

The red-haired male cultivator was also stunned, everyone knew that only a cultivator who practiced the eleventh layer of qi could reach nine feet in his natal halo.

And to reach nine feet, it is extremely difficult to raise another inch, nine feet and eight inches, could it be said that she is approaching the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation?

No... This is absolutely impossible.

If she really reached this level, she would definitely be the most dazzling existence in the younger generation of the Fire Immortal Sect.

"What the hell is going on?"

Looking at the surprised eyes of the crowd, Yan Lingyu smiled lightly, it was very useful, and then she slowly closed her eyes, and a drop of essence blood was forced into the natal spirit plant by her, and the natal spirit plant was full of light.

At the same time, Chen Mo also sacrificed his natal holy womb, and at that moment, Chen Mo's natal aura instantly spread.

The indigo halo instantly spread to a zhang, and everyone who saw this scene suddenly widened their eyes and opened their mouths wide.

Nine feet and eight inches is amazing enough, why is there still a one-foot?

This is completely beyond their comprehension.

Nine is the extreme, according to the speculation of the ancestors, nine feet nine inches nine is the limit of the natal halo, as long as this limit is reached, you can get the legendary fairy fruit.

But for thousands of years, no one has raised the natal halo to one zhang, but several people have raised it to nine feet nine inches, and their cultivation has even reached the twelfth level of qi training.

However, for various reasons, they were not able to pick the fairy fruit.

Therefore, some people say that if anyone can raise the natal halo to one zhang, he is the master of the fairy fruit.

Seeing this natal halo today, most of the cultivators of the Fire Immortal Sect were surprised, and a strong look of joy appeared on their faces.

I don't know who shouted: "Leave the fire and burn the world." ”

At this time, it was the arrogant young man who had his broken arm, and when he saw this scene, he also became demented: "Yizhang, is it actually Yizhang?"

Luo Tianhe looked at Chen Mo's natal aura blankly, and even forgot to sacrifice his natal spirit plant.

"One foot... It's actually one zhang, isn't it nine feet and nine inches? How did it become one zhang?"

Luo Tianhe felt both pity and resentment in his chest, why wasn't he a cultivator of the Northern Xuan Continent?