If this were to be done normally, then they would all be rookies.

"Isn't the point that Ye Dashen actually chose not to bribe a hundred monks, but chose to challenge?!"

"That's right! Even if Ye Dashen was really strong, but in the face of a hundred cultivators of the same level, and most of them were at the peak of Jindan, how could she win?! ”

Xiaobao and Fat Rabbit also rushed to the Death Square at this time.

Seeing the battle in the light curtain, Xiaobao clenched his little fists, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the front.

My mother is so strong, really strong!

I am still a long way from my mother.

If he wants to protect his mother, he must work harder.

And seeing that in the light curtain, killing the Jindan monk was like chopping melons and vegetables, and the fat rabbit couldn't help but shrink his neck.

It's scary! A female devil is a female devil!

It must not be provoked in the future.

……

At this time, in the inheritance space, Mu Yan's battle with a hundred Jindan monks had been going on for half an hour.

On the ground, the corpses of Brother Jindan were lying there.

The last middle-aged man standing stared at the girl in front of him in disbelief, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Impossible...... Impossible! ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a hundred people who had been slashed and killed, and the middle-aged male cultivator was about to collapse.

Each of his 100 monks is above the seventh order of Jindan.

How could it be that someone killed them all in half an hour?

Is this the strength of Ye Liangchen, the Lord of the Six Stars?

Is this the invincible king Ye Dashen that all the young monks worship madly?

Flutter!

The sword qi pierced through his neck and slowly fell.

And Mu Yan lowered his hand, the sword in his hand dissolved, he gasped slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just now, with the power of thunder, she killed a hundred monks of the same rank.

It may seem like turning your hands into clouds and turning your hands into rain, however, in fact, it is not so easy.

Mu Yan didn't look at the Jindan monk who fell to the ground, but lowered his head to look at Lingzhi.

During the battle, the flower pot was held in her left hand all the time.

The blood of a hundred Jindan monks was splattered on it, making both the pots and the dirt appear bloody.

Mu Yan quickly took the rootless spiritual water on the side, watered it, and injected mellow spiritual power into the flower pot.

The next moment, I saw a tender green bud emerging from the soil.

Grows at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

This growth rate is obviously faster than Chu Tianyou's.

In less than a tea time, the spirit plant had grown to the height of an arm.

Nine buds also gradually form on the flower branches.

The calyx that wraps around the petals blooms slightly, allowing you to see the pink petals inside.

There was a shout in the Death Square.

"Nine flowers, the great god Ye actually produced nine flowers! It's much more powerful than floating dust! ”

"And how do I think that the flowers of Ye Dashen are darker than the color of floating dust."

"Hehe, nine flowers, what's the use of dark colors? Won't it wilt eventually? ”

As everyone guessed, after all nine buds were formed.

The first flower bloomed.

Second, third, fourth...... There is also a faint tendency to bloom.

However, black dots appeared on the first flower's sparkling pink petals.

This is a clear sign of withering.

There was a sudden scream in the Afterlife Square, and they knew that it was over, and Ye Liangchen was going to fail.

No one can get the Medicine King Inheritance anymore.

……

The army of Liangchen in the square was about to go crazy, but Mu Yan himself did not move.