“Someone once said that a certain one was invincible at the same level, and I absolutely don't believe it. But at this time, I have no doubt whatsoever that Ye Dashen is absolutely invincible! ”

“Why is it invincible?! You let a Yuan Baby Brother kill two rounds of 100 Golden Danes, and they don't necessarily do it. ”

“Let me tell you, under the third order of Yuan Baby, Ye Dashen is invincible! ”

The pot was blown up in Raw Square.

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

But soon there will be a shout from the good Chen army.

“Ye Dashen is badly wounded! ”

As soon as this is said, people will focus their attention again on the light screen.

At this point, many good Chen Dajun just felt their whole hearts pulled.

Just surrounded by a bunch of Brother Golden Dan, plus Muang didn't face them, so I didn't notice.

In the inheritance space, at this time alone stands a young girl in a bloodbath.

Light clothes have long been stained red with blood.

Even her blood runs down her arm into the flower pot she holds.

Because there's so much blood, it spills.

On her drooping left arm, there was a nagging wound.

Flesh rolls up and you can see the underlying Sensen bone.

Not far away watching Bao suddenly squeezed his little hand, blue eyes filled with discomfort, worry and fear.

He wanted to rush over and help his mother.

But he knows no!

And a lot of girls in the Good Chen army have reddened their eyes.

Cover your mouth, tears pounding down.

Not only because the people they champion have been so badly wounded, but because they are suffering from unbearable human suffering.

And because, obviously, she worked so hard, but, in her hands, Spirit Plant.

But one by one it withers.

Just in the second round of battle with a hundred brothers, Muay spent an hour.

It's twice the first time.

Of the nine flowers in her hand, there were only three left at this time.

And the seventh blossoming flower, the petal also had a faint dark spot.

This means that the seventh flower is dying.

“How did this happen?” Zhuxiang cried very sadly, "Ye Da-Ming tried so hard, why did he still fail? ”

“Oh no, look, a hundred brothers are coming back to life! ”

“Ye Dashen has run out of spiritual power. He's wounded all over his body. How can he play the third round?" ”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ”

In the square, let's not say anger, heartache to cry good Chen army.

Those irrelevant people couldn't help but feel awkward.

It is obvious that there is still happiness and happiness. It is best not to have anyone inherited it from the Pharmaceutical King.

But at this moment, all of a sudden, I hope that Ye Dashen will get it.

That's just a 20-year-old girl!

She has paid so much, left her wounds all over her body and bled out.

Why hasn't it worked yet?

However, the people outside suddenly saw that the girl with a pale face and all the scales looked at the spiritual plants in her hand and suddenly a brilliant smile appeared, “Spirituality, blood, brazenness, three qis to nourish one plant, so that's how it really is! ”

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Had it not been for the empathy of Manchu, there would have been a certain degree of sensitivity to Spiritual Planting.

Never guessed, there are such delicate and weird spiritual plants in the world.