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Chapter 2029

Words:1101Update:22/07/01 11:04:35

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Muyan points the tip of her sword, suddenly releasing her Evil Qi.

At this moment, someone on the opposite side suddenly asked loudly.

"If … If we help you obtain the Medicine King's inheritance, will you allow us to join Liang Chen's army?"

As soon as he said that, the eyes of the hundred people lit up, filled with anticipation and excitement.

Liangchen's army!

Everyone knew that this was the wealthiest, most glorious, and most arrogant organization in the entire Tianguang Ruins.

Talismans, elixirs, vanity, he did not lack anything.

It was just that Liang Chen's army was very united and cohesive, and they were very strict with those who wanted to join.

Itinerant cultivators like them, who had no power or influence, and whose background was not clean, would definitely not stand a chance.

Originally, these ruthless cultivators, who were used to doing things their own way, did not want to join any organization.

However, Ye Liangchen was just too strong.

He was so strong that they were afraid and convinced.

Now, they felt that it was pretty good to follow such an awesome, powerful, and omnipotent boss.

The eyes of the Golden Core cultivators in the Inheritance Space lit up.

Outside, Sister Hua, Godfather Ma, and the others almost cursed out loud.

What the hell? How dare he threaten God Ye at this time and even want to join Liang Chen's army?

Hmph, this group of bastards, even if they really join in, I'll torture them until they wish they were dead.

However, the people inside and outside the Inheritance Space did not receive Mu Yan's reply.

A blood-colored figure had already soared into the sky, directly disappearing into the crowd.

"You've been chattering away for half a day, but you don't even dare to fight. You want to join Liang Chen's army with your pathetic looks? "

"If you want to join Liang Chen's army, you'll have to kill me first!!"



Drip! Drip!

Fresh blood drips from Muyan's bony hand, winding into a river of blood on the ground.

There was a fist-sized hole in her abdomen.

His left shoulder was almost sliced off.

There was not a single piece of flesh on his body that was unscathed.

Other than dripping onto the ground, the blood also flowed onto the stalk and leaf of the spiritual plant tied to her left hand.

At this moment, the dark green stems and leaves were faintly red.

And on the branch, there was a bright red flower that seemed like it could drip blood, blooming brilliantly.

This was the only one of the nine flowers left.

It was also the only one that was not contaminated by the black spots.

However, a flower was still a flower, not a fruit.

Mu Yan shook her head, and everything in front of her began to turn into a shadow.

Her body was ice-cold, heavy, and empty, as if she couldn't control it at all.

Her ears were ringing, and she couldn't hear anything.

The remaining dozen or so Golden Core cultivators gripped their weapons tightly in their hands, but they were unable to advance or move.

More than ten people's eyes were slightly red.

But it was not because of anger or fear.

Instead, it was an incomparable shock.

How many waves of people had this girl killed?

Was it the fourth wave or the fifth?

She exploded her primordial spirit and consciousness again and again. Did she really not want her life anymore?

How could someone be so cruel to themselves?

How could anyone be so strong?!

The killing intent of these slaughterers had already been obliterated.

But what about her? His body was covered in cuts and bruises, but his eyes were shockingly bright.

There was only an indomitable determination.

He did not have the slightest intention to retreat.

Mu Yan shook her head again and clenched the Sword Qi that was almost impossible to condense in her hand.

She would not retreat!

She wouldn't let go of any opportunity to become stronger!

She didn't want to become the same weakling from her previous life who could be trampled upon, who couldn't even protect her own son.

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