The three sects combined, but there were more than 90 people, which occupied an overwhelming number advantage.

Among the crowds of the Bone Demon Palace.

Chen Yu saw Shangguan Qi who was resentful and vicious, and the red sand girl he saw last time.

The red sand girl, named Jiang Ping, ranks in the top three among the secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, second only to the chief disciple Mei Changqing.

also.

He looked at the other two in the top three Bone Demon Palace: Mei Changqing and Pang Tiancheng.

Mei Changqing is a young man with long black hair and a handsome appearance. He has his hands on his back, his face is unscathed and his breath is profound and unpredictable.

On the surface, it seems to be a pretty boy with harmless humans and animals.

It is hard to imagine that he would be the chief disciple of the evil sect.

Chen Yu intuitively sensed that the threatening aura brought by this person was still above the Qi Transformation Realm that had attacked him before.

The first three secret legends of the Bone Demon Palace, and the last one is Pang Tiancheng.

Pang Tiancheng is a short and clown boy with a collapsed nose, crooked eyes, and even more incomplete ears.

The use of crooked melons and jujubes is not enough to describe this person, and it is completely inconsistent with his name.

But no one of the disciples of the three sects is afraid of him.

because.

Pang Tiancheng has another identity, killing the "Demon Clown" ranked first on the list.

The reward is higher than that of the Wujian Thieves!

It is said that Zong Tianchen, the chief disciple of Yunyue Sect, once took action personally and had helpers, but he could not do anything to the devil clown.

Until the Bone Demon Palace was born, the identity of the demon clown was revealed, and he was Pang Tiancheng, the top three secret legends in the palace.

"The Lord of the Palace, the three sects on the opposite side have nearly a hundred people dispatched, almost twice that of the noble palace."

A handsome young man in a blood robe stood beside the Lord of the Bone Demon Palace.

Behind him was a middle-skinned boy wearing animal leather armor, lazily looking at the disciples of the Three Sects and Bone Demon Palace, with a faint disdain in his eyes.

"Hmph! There is just a pile of loose sand between the three sects. In front of huge profits, brothers and sisters may fight, let alone three different sects."

The Lord of the Bone Demon Palace, wearing a dark gold robe, looked down on the disciples of the three sects, and had a little pity in his eyes.

"However, even if they really join forces, what's the fear?"

The tone of Fu Palace Master showed a sense of arrogance and strong confidence, and he was sure to win.

"Is this your recommended disciple? Only one?"

Suddenly, the Palace Master Fu looked at the black-skinned boy wearing animal leather armor behind the young man in blood robe.

"My younger generation, Lu Zhuo, have met the Fu Palace Master."

The dark-skinned boy immediately put away his previous laziness and saluted respectfully.

"Yes, he's the only one."

The handsome young man in the blood robe smiled: "According to the previous agreement, all his gains belong to me. In the Blood Burial Garden, your palace does not need to care about his life and death."

The Lord of Fu Palace showed an unexpected look and carefully looked at the dark-skinned boy.

The mysterious man from the Blood Moon Organization almost promoted the war behind the scenes, and blood sacrificed the Blood Burial Heaven Garden.

in the end.

He only recommended one person to go in?

The Palace Master Fu's spiritual consciousness scanned the black-skinned boy and found that the other party's cultivation level reached the peak of medicinal refining. Except for the pure and thick inner breath and the strong muscles, they had no other obvious characteristics.

This young man named Lu Zhuo is recommended by a man in a blood robe, and his strength is definitely good.

The problem is.

He alone seems too small in front of many genius disciples of the Three Sects and Bone Demon Palace.

"Master Fu Palace, the time is almost over. Can you go in?"

The middle-aged man in the Iron Sword Gate, the sound of a broken gong came.

The Fu Palace Lord looked at the blood curtain in the air, and the blood-colored mist lingering in the center of it exuded a unique aura of ancient space.

"Can."

The Lord Fu Palace nodded and waved.

Then.

The disciples of the Three Sects and the Bone Demon Palace, under the instructions of their elders, jumped into the void.

Whoosh!

A ghostly figure rushed into the blood-colored mist with the speed of overwhelming talents in a flash.

"Ghost Sword Lu Santong!"

Many of the disciples of the three sects present blurted out.

Swish!

After Lu Santong's body rushed into the bloody mist, it disappeared in a flash, as if it had entered another dimension.

Then.

Many disciples of the three sects, including members of the Bone Demon Palace, leaped into the mist in the middle of the blood-colored light curtain.

"Master."

Mei Changqing, with long black hair, greeted Fugongzhu.

The Fu Palace Master nodded slightly.

Wow!

Mei Changqing's clothes rolled up, and a layer of light and dark aura appeared on her body, like a layer of air curtain covering her whole body, making her outline appear blurry.

Instantly.

A wave of true energy from the Qi Transformation Realm emerged from Mei Changqing. With it as the center, a light black wind wave was stirred up around her body, which was terrifying.

"The Qi Transformation Realm!"

"How is this possible! When will this son be promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm?"

The elders and sect leaders of the three sects were shocked and looked at the handsome young man with long hair.

now.

The faint and dark aura lingered on Mei Changqing's body is even better than the ordinary acquired true energy, bringing suffocational oppression to many nearby disciples of the Icid Refining Stage.

"Plum Changqing! Qi Transformation Realm?"

Chen Yu and the disciples of the three sects were all breathing in the air.

"Master Fu Palace, I remember your disciple, who is only eighteen years old this year?"

The beautiful woman in the Shuiyue Sect looked shocked and suspicious.

Suddenly.
Chapter completed!