The Temple of the Bloody Sky, on the open-air square.

The air seemed to freeze.

A solemn and cold atmosphere dispersed the audience, making people breathe dullly.

Several secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, headed by Mei Changqing, including Jiang Ping, Pang Tiancheng, cold-faced man, and battle-armored man Yuan Li, formed an encirclement.

The above people are all secret elites above the late stage of refining!

The cold and bone-chilling killing intent, the invisible power, locked the dark-skinned boy, and it was accompanied by the coercion of the Qi Transformation Realm.

If you change to a disciple in the dirty period of idle refining, I am afraid that you will have a mental breakdown and lose your combat strength.

Even if it is an ordinary chemical qi in person, it will face a lot of pressure and it will be difficult to get out of it.

Some of the wounded disciples of the Bone Demon Palace on the periphery looked at Lu Zhuo with the eyes of the dead.

In this desperate situation.

The dark-skinned boy didn't seem to be aware of it, and he didn't panic at all.

"Hey, good people really haven't been rewarded......"

Lu Zhuo was not in a hurry, and put away the small box that sealed the [Blood Flame].

"This person ......"

Mei Changqing's pupils condensed.

Look for death!

The demon clown, Jiang Ping and the others, with a cold glint in their eyes, had already made a move.

Boom!

The mace in the demon clown's hand swung out a huge black blade phantom like a pillar, and the heavy energy of the cold and domineering came with a bang.

The power of that blow is extremely close to the day after tomorrow.

Whoa!

The red sand flashed at the center of Jiang Ping's eyebrows, and with a shake of his slender hand, another "black silk" appeared, turning into a sharp red and black silk thread, and cutting towards Lu Zhuo one step ahead.

Facing the red and black silk thread that came first, Lu Zhuo was slightly moved.

At the same moment.

Cold-faced men, battle-armored men, and other attacks above the late stage of refining came from all sides.

Wow!

The sharp red and black threads swept past Lu Zhuo's body, and the latter's figure suddenly collapsed.

Everyone saw a flower in front of them, and only felt a black shadow.

"Be careful!"

Mei Changqing's complexion changed.

Among the people on the field, he was the only one who could see Lu Zhuo's posture clearly.

The other party was actually close to the red and black silk thread at a moment. In an almost magical way, the figure moved away in an instant.

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, it transforms in a thought, like a flash.

This kind of sudden change and explosion of the body is not only mysterious, but also not ordinary people's physique can bear it.

Swish!

The black afterimage flashed, swept to the side of the demon clown, and fought in close combat!

The mace of the demon clown is a heavy weapon, and he is bullied at close quarters. It's not good.

"Look for death!"

The demon clown decisively threw down his mace, and his fist slammed out, blasting out a dark concentrated air shadow the size of a water tank.

He was born with a strange power, and he was really not afraid of hand-to-hand combat.

A hint of mockery flashed in Lu Zhuo's eyes, and a layer of black iron-like texture condensed on his black-skinned arm, exuding an ancient bloodline aura.

"Get out of the way!"

This scene made Mei Changqing and Jiang Ping lose their voices at the same time.

But the reminder of the two was too late.

Lu Zhuo's sudden deception. Even the advantage in speed gives the demon clown no chance to dodge.

In fact.

The demon clown throws away the bulky mace and fights with his fists, most of the time. It's a smart choice.

Boom!

The black iron-like fist arm instantly crushed the demon clown's fist, arms, and shoulders into a ball of flesh.

That scene was like a steel hammer. Crushed over the baby.

"Ah......h

The demon clown screamed, leaving only one arm, including half of his shoulder. They were all crushed into a pulp.

"Bang".

His mutilated body flew out with a shock.

Before everyone could recover from the shock.

Bang Bang!

The black streaks on the demon clown's body flashed, and his body exploded again in mid-air, turning into a pile of flesh and blood remains that were not humanoid.

Hiss!

There were no wounded in the Bone Demon Palace who participated in the battle on the periphery, and they gasped one by one.

Including Mei Changqing and the others, their faces were full of horror.

Pong Ding Ding!

The attacks of the cold-faced man, the battle-armored man and others fell on Lu Zhuo's body.

No matter how strong Lu Zhuo's strength is, there will definitely be a pause in the moment of fighting with the demon clown, and it will be difficult to survive the siege.

However.

What chilled everyone's hearts was that two sword lights fell on Lu Zhuo's body, as if they were slashed on a fine iron pillar.

Mars splash!

The dark-skinned boy was undamaged in the slightest, whether it was the animal skin armor or the exposed black rock skin.

"This defense is ......"

Yuan Li, a man in battle armor, was shocked, and suddenly thought of a person.

Chen Yu!

A similar strong physique has only been seen in Chen Yu of Yunyue Gate.

Moreover.

This Lu Zhuo's combat style is very similar to Chen Yu, he is good at hand-to-hand combat.

Including in the body.

Both Lu Zhuo and Chen Yu can increase their speed in an instant, the difference is that the former's speed secret method is more skillful.

Rub it!

Lu Zhuo killed the demon clown, and after resisting the late blow of the two major refining organs, his body shook again.

"Where to go!"

A coercion of the Qi Transformation Realm suddenly descended.

Whew!

A faint and faint black wind swept away, and it had already taken a step ahead, enveloping Lu Zhuo.

"It's worthy of the first day of the Bone Demon Palace. ”

Lu Zhuo chuckled, and a layer of black iron-like texture appeared on his dark skin again, and it was more precise than before.

Buzz!

This time, his black iron textured arm swelled a little, and a layer of swarthy aura appeared.

That aura is similar to internal breath, but it is like the fluctuation of naïve qi.

Pongka!

The swarthy aura dragged by the black iron arm blatantly tore apart the pale black qi scroll.

And that's not all.

There was a hint of excitement in Lu Zhuo's eyes, like a brute force black iron boar, after breaking through the black qi roll, he jumped up in the air and killed Mei Changqing.

Midair.

Mei Changqing's black hair danced, and a layer of compressed dark air mass lingered on her palm, which was amazingly powerful.

Lu Zhuo's swollen black arm stirred a swarthy aura, exuding an aura of simplicity and savagery.

Bang Bang!

The two forces of the Transformation Qi Realm level, a few hard hits, and the violent air flow black wind rushed five or six zhang wide, pushing away the disciples of the nearby Bone Demon Palace......

"Ahh

A disciple in the middle stage of the Bone Demon Palace's refining was caught by the air wave black flow. In the scream, his body was shattered and died.

At the same moment.

Whoosh!

In the open-air square, another figure appeared.

It was the disciples of the three sect camps, there were twenty or thirty people.

On the side of Yunyuemen, there are strong players such as Chen Yu, Huangfulin, and Chang Xuan.

On the side of the Iron Sword Gate, there are Fei Letian, the girl in the yellow shirt, Gao Feng and others.

On the side of the Water Moon faction, there are disciples such as Li Bingyue, Senior Sister Yi, and Chen Yinger.

"That dark-skinned young man, what kind of person is it, he actually competes with Mei Changqing!"

"Look! It looks like the corpse of a demon clown......"

The disciples of the three sect camps were shocked. Looking at the scene in front of you.

Now.

The disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, besieging a dark-skinned boy, looked helpless.

Boom!

Lu Zhuo and Mei Changqing shook hard again in mid-air.

Wow!

Mei Changqing spit out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and he withdrew two or three feet.

Ding Ding Peng!

During this period, the attack of everyone in the Bone Demon Palace fell on Lu Zhuo, and sparks splashed everywhere. It's basically ignorance.

It was only Jiang Ping's offensive that allowed Lu Zhuo to dodge a little.

"Mei Changqing is defeated!"

"On the first day of the Bone Demon Palace, it was defeated at the hands of an unknown person. ”

The audience was in an uproar.

Especially the disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, they were shocked and panicked. Unbelievable.

"This Lu Zhuo actually used his own strength to fight against the secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, and the demon clown was already dead. ”

Chen Yu gasped.

Suddenly.

He remembered Liu Xin'er's warning before parting. Don't provoke Rudjo!

Could it be said.

Liu Xin'er and this Lu Zhuo are people from the same camp?

"How is that possible...... Your cultivation has not yet been promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm. ”

Mei Changqing wiped off the blood. Unbelievable look.

The confrontation just now was completely hard and hard, without the slightest trick.

Outcome.

He was a genuine Qi Transformation Realm, but he was defeated by a rookie at the peak of refining dirt, although the other party had blood.

"Hehe, half a year ago, Lu was able to be promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm, but in order to successfully enter the Blood Burial Garden, he deliberately did not have an impact. ”

Lu Zhuo looked slightly colored, and there was a dark and earthy aura lingering on his body.

This breath is actually cultivated during the refining period, condensing the ingredients of the innocence qi, and the power is not inferior.

"This is like my "Cloud Evil Fist", has a chance to condense the Cloud Evil True Qi in advance?"

Chen Yu thought thoughtfully.

"Why don't you impact?" Mei Changqing's face became even more ugly.

If the other party wins with Qi Transformation Realm cultivation, he will feel a little better in his heart.

"If Lu is promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm and respects the master of the palace, how can he easily let him enter the Blood Burial Garden. ”

Lu Zhuo sneered.

Everything is in the calculation of Lord Blood Feng.

If he appeared as a Qi Transformation Realm cultivator, the Bone Demon Palace would not easily let him enter the Blood Burial Garden.

Or even if you are reluctant to enter, you will be given all kinds of calculations and targets.

"You don't have to make excuses for yourself. With my ancient bloodline alone, even if I don't condense my true qi, I will still defeat you. ”

The dark-skinned boy said proudly.

Lu Zhuo's gaze glanced at the disciples of the Three Sects and the Bone Demon Palace, and there was a faint sense of superiority.

The look was like a city man glancing at a country man in a small place.

"Senior Brother Mei, this Lu Zhuo's bloodline inheritance is not a level higher than the bloodline of me and the Shangguan family. ”

Jiang Ping's face was solemn, and he said.

In the confrontation just now, the power of her bloodline has been trembling and restless, and she has been suppressed by the other party.

Swish!

The dark-skinned boy's figure flashed again, from extremely static to extremely moving, almost without warning.

A few flashes.

Lu Zhuo's figure reached the edge of the blood pool.

At this time.

In that blood pool, the most threatening [Blood Flame] was sealed, and the threat was sharply reduced by half, but it was still not something that ordinary people could attack.

"Ten Thousand Years Blood Soul Flower!"

The three sect camps, many disciples, stared at the magnificent and crystal blood-colored flower in the blood pool.

"Senior Brother Mei, let's easily give him the Blood Soul Flower?"

Jiang Ping and others were unwilling.

True.

Everyone on the side of the Bone Demon Palace, even if they join forces to besiege it, they can't help Lu Zhuo.

But now, there are many good players on the field, and they can still block it.

"When he enters the blood pool and picks the Blood Soul Flower, he will be attacked by the Blood Soul Flower Spirit, and then it will be the best time to make a move. ”

Mei Changqing's eyes flashed, and he did not lose his calm.

Hear the words.

Everyone in the Bone Demon Palace nodded their heads and held their breath.

"I feel that Lu Zhuo's strength should not be at the limit. If you want to defeat him, I am the main force alone, and the odds of victory are very small, and I need someone who can compete with him in close quarters, at least be able to contain him. ”

Mei Changqing said solemnly.

"Is there really such a person to compete with Lu Zhuo in close quarters?"

Everyone in the Bone Demon Palace shuddered when they thought of the horror of Na Lu Zhuo's hand-to-hand combat.

"If it's just close to it, it seems that there is really a person who can do it. ”

Yuan Li, the man in battle armor, seemed to think of something. (To be continued.) )