She looked at the first flower that was gradually withering in front of her, then looked at the corpse of the one hundred monks who slowly disappeared, and frowned slightly: "Is this little blood and energy really not enough?"

Almost the moment she finished speaking.

In the inheritance space, one hundred golden elixir monks were resurrected.

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

Some are furious, some are gritting their teeth, and some are frightened.

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

At the moment when a hundred people were hesitating, the first flower completely withered, and the second flower slowly bloomed.

Mu Yan looked at the hundred people, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He held the flower pot in his left hand, and his right hand transformed into a sword energy.

He said carelessly: "One hundred strong people? Haha, at this level, I am so embarrassed to call myself a strong person? Now, do you still want to benefit me?"

This tone of contempt that did not take them seriously completely angered a large number of Jindan monks.

"I'm afraid that he is just a yellow-haired girl? Haven't you noticed that her spiritual power is much less and her face is not good-looking. Don't forget that she has consumed a lot of spiritual power just now. Haven't you heard the rules announced by Tian Guangxu? She can't use pills here, nor can she replenish her spiritual power!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the hundreds of Jindan monks immediately changed from fear to joy.

"Yes, and this time, we won't attack her, we will attack that spiritual plant!"

"I don't believe that she can block the attacks of hundreds of us alone. She can also protect the spiritual plants in her hands."

...

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

Even the people in the square of rebirth were worried about Mu Yan.

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

The great god Ye is naturally powerful and can kill a hundred cultivators of the same level at will.

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

This time, Master Ye will definitely fail, right?

However, the facts once again unexpected to everyone.

When Mu Yan turned the 100th Jindan monk into a corpse for the second time and fell on the bloody ground.

Inside and outside the inheritance space, there is a silence.

The people in the square of rebirth were shocked.

Another round of killing!!

It's really another round of killing!!

Is this the hell human?

"Invincible at the same level!" Someone suddenly screamed in the crowd, "Someone said that XX was invincible at the same level, but I absolutely didn't believe it. But at this time, I didn't have any doubts. Master Ye was absolutely invincible at the same level!"

"It's not just invincible at the same level?! If you ask a Nascent Soul Cultivator to kill 100 high-level Golden Pills in two rounds, they may not be able to do it."

"I want me to tell you that under the third level of the Nascent Soul, Master Ye is invincible!"

The square of rebirth exploded.

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

But soon, the people from the army of good soldiers exclaimed.

"Da Shen Ye is so sad!"

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

Seeing this, many Liangchen army felt their whole hearts were thrust.

Just now, there were a large number of golden elixir monks surrounding him, and Mu Yan was not facing them head-on, so he didn't notice it.

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

The light-colored clothes on his body have long been stained with blood.
Chapter completed!