"To tell you the truth, in fact, I'm just an immortal realm, and I'm only at a mid-level level." Meng Yi shook his head, looked at Liu Hong meaningfully and said.

"What?" Not only Liu Hong, but even the other five people opened their eyes wide and almost couldn't believe it in their ears. The powerful Meng Yi turned out to be only an intermediate immortal realm, so how could he destroy a king-level powerhouse, such a theory completely surpassed everyone's understanding.

"Sect master, calm down, don't make fun of our disciples." Yang Ping touched his nose and asked with a little disbelief on his face.

"Do you think that the dignified Medicine King Hall Master would lie in front of your few little children?" Meng Yi was not angry, for everyone, such a shock was understandable.

"Sect Master, are you saying that an intermediate immortal can challenge a king-level powerhouse?" Liu Hong's voice trembled a little.

"If I were given a disciple, I would be able to let him completely defeat you, a powerhouse of the Fifteenth Heaven, when he was in the Tenth Heaven, do you believe it?" Meng Yi didn't answer, but asked in a different way.

"I believe it!" Liu Hong nodded firmly, he knew that Meng Yi didn't need to lie to him, but it was just difficult to accept it in his heart, and unconsciously, a trace of gloom flashed on his face.

Meng Yi looked at the expression on Liu Hong's face with satisfaction, he knew that at least to a certain extent, Liu Hong's pride was at least half dispelled, which was beneficial to him when he cultivated.

"Okay, that's all for that, from now on, if you don't upgrade to two levels in a hundred days, what awaits you will be the Expulsion Medicine King Palace." Meng Yi said, then threw out a bottle and said, "There are some pills for recovery, ten pills per person, and the final result is in your hands." “

Meng Yi left the huge room without looking back, leaving six teenagers who looked at each other sluggishly.

No training, no arrangement, no guidance, just a bottle of pills, in a hundred days, two levels.

Anyone in this situation would seem a little uneasy, and in the end, the slightly older Guang Hao said that he dispersed, and the six of them walked out of this huge retreat room in a little decadence.

Named disciple? In Meng Yi's heart, it is estimated that this is just a joke, this

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The six disciples were carefully selected by Meng Yi, even if they failed to reach Meng Yi's tone goal after a hundred days, Meng Yi would not really let them go, from these people, Meng Yi saw his shadow back then, tenacious, and unwilling to admit defeat, even if it was Yang Ping, Meng Yi also saw a trace of forbearance in his eyes.

Such a person is not admitting defeat, and it is also what Meng Yi needs, only in a desperate situation, these talented people can give full play to their strongest potential.

After Meng Yi went back, he said to some upper-level figures, no matter where the six named disciples went, they didn't need to be stopped, even if they went to see the training of the Spear of Hatred, don't take them away.

Nuo Hai naturally knew what Meng Yi meant in his heart, so when the six disciples were bored wandering around the back mountain forest on the second day, Nuo Hai tempted them over and asked him if he would like to train with them.

As soon as they heard that there was training, several children immediately nodded in agreement, they didn't know that the person who was talking to him was the boss of the Spear of Hatred, and it was the sharpest sword in Meng Yi's hand who was training with them.

All they know is that if they fail to reach the second level within 100 days, they will be expelled from the competition.

However, imagination is beautiful, but just after they are completely silent Dao training, they find that it is not the same thing as what they imagined, how can this be called training, it is completely devastating.

The pressure of the hundred-zhang waterfall smashed directly into the body, so as soon as the six disciples stood on the smooth stone, they were immediately smashed down by the torrent that rushed down to the sky.

However, no one gave up easily, after all, in such an extremely painful environment, they found a way to train, and from the powerhouses of the divine envoy level around them, they felt that tenacious will.

On the first day, none of the six had intact skin, but none of them were able to hold on to the stones for half a quarter of an hour.

The next day, except for Yang Ping, a few other people were able to stagger on the stones a little, although it was only a few breaths, but they also bought a big step forward.

Five days later, Yang Ping was finally able to stand on it, although only for a moment, but at least he was standing on it.

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Ten days later, Lu Yun and the others could have stood on it for half a quarter of an hour, and at Nuo Hai's suggestion, everyone finally took one of the ten pills that Meng Yi had given them.

Fifteen days later, all the people of the Spear of Hatred did not come to train, and Liu Hong and the others still strictly demanded themselves according to the amount of training they had in the past.

Of course, the Spear of Hatred was not because he was lazy, but he received an order from Meng Yi that there was an abnormal aura fluctuation in the territory of the Medicine King Palace, and another practice began.

Thousands of miles away, in a gloomy cave.

"My lord, it's been half a month, and it's impossible for them to go without a little movement for so long." Among them, a middle-aged man with a pale face said with a respectful expression to a figure in a dark corner.

"How's the situation on the other side of the Demon Realm?" The voice of the back is extremely flat, and it seems extremely ancient.

"It's already been dispatched, but it's just some demon immortals." The pale-faced middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Go ahead, send a few ghost fairies over, remember, the ghost king can't go any further." The back sighed helplessly and instructed.

"My lord means, because of them..."The middle-aged man didn't dare to say.

"Now that you already know, why do you need to ask again, it is indeed as you think, they have been destroyed by Meng Yi." The tone of the back was extremely helpless, but he couldn't mention the slightest arrogant attitude.

"Impossible, they only have one king-level powerhouse, even if Meng Yi can be worthy of one king-level, but there are only two, how can they be worthy of the combination of six king-level powerhouses!" A look of jealousy and shock flashed across the middle-aged man's face.

"But if that mysterious king-level powerhouse is at the same level as me, do you think they will be able to escape?" The back still didn't turn around, and asked.

The middle-aged man's body stiffened suddenly, and then he said with relief: "Hongyan understands. “

"Just get it, go ahead." The shadow of the back then vanished into nothingness, and then disappeared into the dark corners.

Sins in this eventful time. Even the two realms of demons and demons did not dare to launch an absolute attack on the Medicine King Palace, after all, their main target was not the Medicine King Palace, but the demon realm hidden in the capital of sin.

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