If this was a normal operation, then they would all be noobs.

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

"That's right! Even if Master Ye is really strong, how can she win against a hundred monks of the same level, most of whom are at the peak of the Golden Core?!"

Xiaobao, Fat Rabbit and others also arrived at the Rebirth Square at this time.

Seeing the battle in the light curtain, Xiaobao clenched his fists and stared straight ahead with his bright eyes.

Mom is so strong, really strong!

I am still far away from my mother.

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

Seeing the golden elixir-killing monk in the light screen as if she was chopping melons and vegetables, Fat Rabbit couldn't help but shrink his neck.

So scary! The devil is the devil!

Never mess with it in the future.

…

In the inheritance space at this time, the battle between Muyan and a hundred Jindan monks had been going on for half an hour.

The ground was covered with the corpses of Jindan monks.

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

"Impossible...impossible!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a hundred people who had been hacked to death. The middle-aged male cultivator was about to collapse.

Each of his hundred monks has a cultivation level above the seventh level of the Golden Core.

How could it be possible that everyone was killed in half an hour?

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

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

Phew!

The sword energy penetrated his neck and he slowly fell down.

Muyan lowered her hand, and the sword in her hand melted away. She took a slight breath, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

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

It may seem like turning your hands to make clouds or rain, but in fact it is not that easy.

Muyan did not look at the Jindan monk who fell to the ground, but lowered her head to look at Lingzhi.

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

The blood donated by a hundred Golden Elixir monks was splashed on it, making the flowerpot and soil look stained with blood.

Muyan quickly took the rootless spiritual water from the side, watered it, and poured mellow spiritual power into the flower pot.

The next moment, a green bud emerged from the soil.

Grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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

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

Nine flower buds gradually formed on the flower branches.

The calyx wrapping the petals opens slightly, allowing people to see the pink petals inside.

Someone shouted in the Square of the Past.

"Nine flowers, Master Ye actually produced nine flowers! Much more powerful than the floating dust!"

"And why do I feel that Ye Dashen's flowers are darker than Fuchen's flowers."

"Haha, nine flowers, what's the use of being dark? Will they wither in the end?"

As everyone guessed, after all nine flower buds formed.

The first flower bloomed.

The second flower, the third flower, the fourth flower... also have a faint tendency to bloom.

However, what appeared faster was the appearance of black spots on the first flower's crystal pink petals.

This is obviously a sign of withering.

Suddenly there were screams in the Plaza of the Rebirth. They knew that it was over and Ye Liangchen was going to fail.

No one can get the Medicine King's inheritance anymore.

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Chapter completed!