Chapter 630: Great Harvest for the Sect Disciples!

As the breath in 6 Jiuque's sea of ​​consciousness slowly flows, a sense of fatigue sweeps over her heart. Ω Liewen『 Net

6 Jiuque gently closed her eyes, and the things around her quietly changed, gradually blurred, and gradually clear.

What was blurred was the shadow form of things, and what was clear was the breathing state of things.

For example, the sound of the disciples whispering, the sound of the wind passing by and the impact of the wings of the Swift Cloud Bird, and even the frequency of everyone's heartbeats, etc.

These complicated information constructed a strange yet familiar world, all poured into 6 Jiuque's mind, dragging her into an extremely mysterious situation, becoming more and more drowsy, like awake and drunk.

Di Shifang gently held 6 Jiuque in his arms, kissed her forehead, and said lovingly: "Sleep..."

6 Jiuque looked at him hazily as if she was bewitched, showing a sweet smile, and really relaxed herself, like a cat, curling up in his arms.

Di Shifang looked at her soft and delicate appearance, and loved her very much.

He held her hair together to hide her innocent face, and then said to the people who were looking at 6 Jiuque nervously, "She's asleep, hurry back to the sect with all your strength."

Asleep? !

The disciples looked at 6 Jiuque's little head resting on Di Shifang's chest, and felt a pang of bitterness and shock in their hearts.

Alas, it was all because of them that 6 Jiuque was so tired, so let her have a good rest, they will definitely send her back to the sect safely!

6 Jiuque slept very soundly along the way, and the disciples traveled at a speed as fast as a gust of wind.

No one stopped to complain about being tired, and they didn't dare to complain about being tired, wishing they could return to the sect in the next moment.

After just five days, they finally saw the mountain gate of Douhun Sect, which was half the time they had when they came, and everyone was almost exhausted.

In order to let 6 Jiuque return to the sect to rest as soon as possible, they really took out all their strength!

They kept pushing themselves forward, and when one person got tired, the second one would immediately take over, and that person would seize every opportunity to practice and replenish his star soul power.

This cycle repeated itself, making all the disciples busy like spinning tops, without even a moment to breathe.

Unexpectedly, they also had unexpected gains.

When the disciples rolled down from the back of the Swift Wind and Cloud Bird, in addition to the exhaustion that emanated from their bones, what was even more surprising was that their star soul power had been raised to a higher level!

"Oh my God! My star soul power has actually been raised!"

"Heaven and earth! Me too!"

"Hahaha! Me too, me too!"

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And the person who felt the strongest among them was none other than Han Chengyu!

After experiencing the moment of life and death, he had already touched the barrier of a third-level star soul master!

Since entering the Soul Fighting Sect, although he had good talent, he had been stuck at the peak of a second-level star soul master for three years.

Three years to reach the third-level star soul master is very short for ordinary practitioners, it is simply a monstrous time, but for a genius like Han Chengyu, it is even a shame.

He watched his fellow disciples break through one after another, and the cruel reality crushed his pride bit by bit.

When he was at the bottom of the valley, it was Yuan Qinglian who comforted him, so he was particularly attached to her.

Just when he thought he might have no hope of breaking through in his life, a miracle happened!