2023 Hundred Golden Pills Are Actually the Fertilizer for the Female Devil to Grow Flowers (2)

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She looked at the first flower that was gradually withering in front of her eyes, and then looked at the corpses of the hundred cultivators who were slowly disappearing, frowning slightly: "Isn't this blood energy enough?"

Almost as soon as her voice fell.

In the inheritance space, one hundred Jindan cultivators were resurrected.

The expressions of these hundred people are completely different from before.

Some were angry, some gritted their teeth, and some were terrified.

But for a while, no one dared to step forward.

At the moment when hundreds of people hesitated, the first flower withered completely, and the second flower slowly bloomed.

Mu Yan looked at the hundred people with a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth, holding the flower pot in her left hand, and her right hand once again transformed into sword energy.

Then he said casually: "One hundred strong people? Oh, with such a level, you are embarrassed to call yourself a strong person? Now, do you still want to benefit from me?"

This contemptuous tone of disregarding them completely angered a large number of Jindan cultivators.

"I'm afraid he's a ball, isn't it just a yellow-haired girl? Don't you realize that she has a lot less spiritual power around her, and her face is not good-looking, don't forget, she has just consumed a lot of spiritual power, and you didn't hear the announcement from Tianguang Market. Are there any rules? She can't use medicinal pills here, nor can she replenish her spiritual power!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the hundreds of Jindan cultivators immediately changed from fear to joy.

"Yes, and this time, we don't attack her, we attack that Lingzhi!"

"She can block the attacks of a hundred of us by herself. I don't believe that she can still protect the spiritual plant in her hands."

...

Such thoughts are not only in the minds of these hundred monks.

Even the people in the Square of Rebirth were sweating for Muyan.

After just killing a hundred people, Mu Yan's breath was uneven, and her pale face was still in front of her eyes.

God Ye is naturally powerful, and can kill a hundred monks of the same rank at will.

But no matter how strong it is, how long can it last without supplemental spiritual power?

This time, God Ye will definitely fail, right?

However, the fact once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

When Mu Yan turned the 100th Jindan cultivator into a corpse for the second time and fell on the ground covered in blood.

Inside and outside the inheritance space, there was silence.

The people in the Square of Rebirth were dumbfounded.

Another round of kills! !

Really killed another round! !

Is this fucking human?

"Invincible at the same level!" Someone suddenly screamed in the crowd, "Someone said that so-and-so is invincible at the same level, I definitely don't believe it. But at this time, I don't have the slightest doubt that Ye Dashen is absolutely invincible at the same level. !"

"More than the same level of invincibility?! You ask a Nascent Soul cultivator to kill a hundred high-level Jindan for two rounds, and they may not be able to do it."

"If you want me to say, under the third rank of Nascent Soul, Ye Dashen is absolutely invincible!"

The pot exploded on the square of rebirth.

Everyone was amazed at Ye Liangchen's terrifying, powerful, and invincible.

But soon there was an exclamation from the good time army.

"God Ye is so hurt!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone focused their attention on the light curtain again.

Looking at this, many Liangchen army only felt that the whole heart was tugged.

There were a lot of Jindan cultivators around just now, and Muyan didn't face them, so he didn't find it.

In the inheritance space, a girl standing alone in a pool of blood at this time.

His light-colored clothes were already stained red with blood.

Even her blood flowed down her arm into the flowerpot she was holding.

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