Divine Child System

"This this……"

Hua Nishang and the elders were dumbfounded, staring at the embarrassed disciples in a daze.

Although Ye Meng is a ten-star genius, she is not so good, right? With just a few clicks, all dozens of Hundred Flower Sect disciples were knocked into the air?

You must know that although these disciples are not considered as Wangyue Pavilion elites, at least a few of their cultivation bases have reached the sixth level of Transcendence, which is not so easy to deal with.

Zhuo Yifan waited for the Ming Dianzong to go up and down, but also looked silly.

Judging from the voice just now, the people inside are no more than ten years old!

A ten-year-old kid who could defeat so many disciples of the Baihua Sect instantly made Zhuo Yifan and the others couldn't believe it.

The only person present who didn't make a fuss was Xue Ziqian waiting for the core disciples of Wangyue Pavilion!

But the look on their faces is not so pretty!

"This time, Junior Brother and Third Junior Sister were really in trouble. How should this be done?"

Xue Ziqian and others secretly became anxious.

Just as everyone was stunned, a small voice and shadow had already staggered out!

In his hand, he held a huge stone monument!

This stele is more than one foot long and is huge, weighing at least ten thousand catties.

Ye Meng, a small little bit, walked out swayingly holding a stone tablet, and everyone was caught by thunder when everyone saw it!

This is such a stone monument, several times larger than his body, how weird it looks!

Behind Ye Meng, Shiyan drooped her head and followed out!

"Ah..."

As he walked, Ye Meng raised his head and bit towards the stele!

Quack, quack!

The sound of chewing caused everyone present to hear their teeth sour, and goose bumps came out unconsciously all over the body!

"I'm going, why is this kid gnawing on the stele?"

"Why thundered me, even gnawing on the stone tablets, this kid is afraid that his brain is convulsed?"

"Huh? It smells so strong? Is he drunk?"

"No, it's not the smell of wine, it seems to be the smell of the fruit of the Baihuazong!"

Many disciples of Ming Dianzong took the lead in discussing.

There was a playful smile on Zhuo Yifan's face.

Looking at the child's clothing, it seemed that he was the core disciple of Baihuazong Wangyue Pavilion. He wanted to see how Baihuazong would deal with this core disciple.

Hua Nishang, the faces of the elders are extremely embarrassed!

Of course they were reluctant to punish Ye Meng for the baby bumps, but he made such a big basket again, which made Hua Nishang and the elders feel extremely embarrassed.

"I hope Wanguoyuan has only suffered a small loss!"

Now, Hua Nishang can only pray secretly, Wanguoyuan has not lost much, so she will turn a blind eye to Ye Meng's misfortune!

But just as Hua Nishang was still considering how to excuse Ye Meng, Li Rou suddenly exclaimed!

"Grandmaster's inscription, he is actually eating the master's inscription!"

After Li Rou's exclamation sounded, Hua Nishang and the elders suddenly discovered that Ye Meng was holding it in his hand, and it was the inscription left by the founding father!

"Gosh!"

Hua Nishang staggered and almost fell!

The elders were not much better, all of them turned dark, and almost sprayed out a mouthful of old blood!

"Hahaha, interesting, really interesting! Sect Master Hua, when did you accept such a wonderful disciple? Even the inscription left by the ancestor, dare to...eat it!"

Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly when he heard the words, slightly mocking.