The flame dissipated, and the surrounding atmosphere was as silent as the starry sky outside.

The face of the ancestor of the Ke family was full of disbelief, and he didn't even care about the blood dripping from the back of his hand. He shot with every confidence, but lost in an instant. He didn't want to accept this result.

The other six pagoda masters looked at Bai Jinyi with serious eyes.

An eighth-rank pharmacist represents too many meanings.

The reason why the Bodhi Pagoda has gradually separated from the Valley of the Medicine King in the past hundred years is that the Bai family has not produced a genius for refining medicine in the past two or three hundred years.

Originally, the Bodhi Pagoda was completely subordinate to the Bai family and the Medicine King Valley thousands of years ago, but now the Bai family's influence among alchemists is getting weaker and weaker.

After thousands of years of precipitation, those Bodhi Pagoda families have gradually flourished. Under the ebb and flow, some families inevitably have careful thoughts.

However, now that Bai Jinyi's talent for refining medicine has risen like an evildoer, the inner confidence of the Bodhita family has begun to fade.

"Five years ago, he was only a fifth-grade pharmacist. In such a short period of time, what has he experienced..."

The patriarch of the Ling family thought to himself, but involuntarily looked at the quiet woman beside him.

Several other pagoda owners also have their own thoughts. Although Bodhi City has been closed, they are aware of the situation on the mainland.

Now that the Bai family has successfully turned the tables and become the number one family in the mainland, if another eighth-grade pharmacist under thirty years old emerges from the Bai family, it will be a devastating blow to other ambitious families!

This means that the Bai family cannot be shaken for at least three to five hundred years.

The worries of these old men were correct, but they made a wrong calculation. What the Bai family owned was not one eighth-rank pharmacist, but two!

"Master Shaogu, your talent is truly astonishing. With your support, the Bai family can prosper for thousands of years, but..."

Lord Situ's hoarse voice came out, and he stood up slowly.

The other five tower masters also stood up slowly at the same time. Except for the ancestor of the Ke family who showed resignation, the rest of the people's eyes were full of dignity.

"With Master Shaogu's own power, it's too early to subdue the Bodhi Tower." The spiritual power in Situ Tower's main body shook slightly, and the coercion of the Earth Spirit in the later stage was released, accompanied by His strange fire.

At first glance, Master Situta's strange fire seemed to be animal fire, orange-red, and when the flame burned, it was accompanied by a low-pitched lion's roar.

But Bai Jinyi and Ye Yuxi, who also possessed strange fires, knew that the flames used by Pagoda Master Situ were several grades higher than ordinary beast fires.

Boom boom boom, the other five people also burst into flames one after another, and everyone has a rare rare treasure here!

Three are strong and two are weak, plus the tower master Situ who spoke first, four of the seven tower masters of the Bodhi Pagoda have already entered the eighth rank.

"Master Shaogu, are you still determined to subdue the Bodhi Pagoda?" Master Situ Pagoda said with a faint threat in his voice.

The internal aura of several tower main bodies soared a few points at the same time, almost extinguishing the Xingkong Taixuyan under Bai Jinyi.

"And me!"

A clear drink sounded suddenly, and the flames shot up into the sky. Ye Yuxi released all the aura in her body in an instant. The coercion of the middle stage of the earth spirit and the aura of the eighth-rank alchemist instantly pushed back the coercion of the seven tower masters.

Floating to Bai Jinyi's side, the aura of the two became one.

Although the two are still at a disadvantage in the face of the six strong earth spirits, they can already protect themselves.

Patriarch Situ, who had a tyrannical tone just now, felt Ye Yuxi's aura, and his pupils shrank fiercely.

This feeling... eighth grade? !