Chapter 154

Blood Emptied Palace, on the open-air square.

The air seemed to have frozen.

An austere and gloomy atmosphere suffused the entire area, causing everyone to feel suffocated.

Several Bone Devil Palace esoteric disciples, led by Mei Changqing, included Jiang Ping, Pang Tiancheng, the cold-faced man, and the armored man, Yuan Li, formed an encirclement.

All of these people were secret elites who were at the late stage of the Organs Refinement Realm or above!

A bone-chilling killing intent and formless might locked onto the dark-skinned youth, accompanied by the might of the Qi Transforming Realm.

If it was any other ordinary Viscera Refinement disciple, they would have had a nervous breakdown and lost their combat strength.

Even if an ordinary Qi Transformation Postcelestial Stage cultivator were to personally come here, they would face great pressure, and it would be difficult for them to escape unscathed.

Some of the injured Bone Devil Palace disciples in the periphery looked at Lu Zhuo like they were looking at a dead man.

Under such a hopeless situation.

The dark-skinned youth didn't seem to feel anything and didn't panic at all.

"Sigh, good people really don't get rewarded …"

Lu Zhuo was unhurried, putting away the little box that sealed the [Blood Glass Flame].

"This person …"

Mei Changqing's pupils constricted.

Courting death!

The eyes of the Fiend Clown, Jiang Ping, and the others flashed as they attacked.

Whoosh!

The Demon Clown swung the mace in its hand, creating a black shadow that was as big as a pillar. A cold and domineering aura pressed down on Lin Yun.

The power of that strike was extremely close to the Postcelestial Stage of the Qi Transformation realm.

Swoosh!

The red sand between Jiang Ping's eyebrows flashed. With a shake of her slender hand, another "Black Profound Thread" appeared. It transformed into a sharp crimson black thread and sliced toward Lu Zhuo.

Lu Zhuo's expression changed slightly when he saw the crimson and black threads reach him first.

At the same time.

The cold-faced man, the armored man, and the other late stage Organs Refinement cultivators and above attacked from all directions.

Pfft!

The sharp crimson black thread swept past Lu Zhuo's body, and the latter's body was suddenly destroyed.

Everyone's vision blurred, and they only saw a black shadow swaying.

"Be careful!"

Mei Changqing's expression changed.

Among everyone present, only he could see Lu Zhuo's movement technique clearly.

The moment the crimson and black threads closed in on him, he instantly moved away in an almost magical manner.

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, it changed in a flash.

Not only was this movement technique profound, it wasn't something that an ordinary person's physique could withstand.

Whoosh!

A black afterimage flashed and appeared beside the Evil Clown, engaging it in close combat!

The mace of the Demonic Clown was a heavy weapon. It was not good for him to get close to it.

"Courting death!"

The Demonic Clown decisively threw down its mace and swung its fist, blasting out a ball of condensed black gas the size of a water tank.

He was born with a strange strength, so he wasn't afraid of close combat.

A mocking look flashed in Lu Zhuo's eyes, and a layer of black iron-like patterns appeared on his arms, emitting the aura of an ancient bloodline.

"Dodge!"

Both Mei Changqing and Jiang Ping were rendered speechless.

However, their warnings were too late.

Lu Zhuo's sudden approach and speed advantage gave the Devil Clown no chance to dodge.

In fact …

The Evil Clown tossed away its heavy mace and fought with its fists. Most of the time, it was a wise choice.

Boom!

The iron-like fist crushed the Evil Clown's fist, arm, and shoulder into a pile of meat paste.

That scene was like a steel hammer crushing the baby's body.

"Ah …"

The Evil Clown screamed. Its remaining arm, including half of its shoulder, was crushed into meat paste.

"Bang!"

His crippled body was sent flying by the impact.

Before everyone could recover from the shock …

Boom!

The black air patterns on the Evil Clown's body flashed, and its body exploded again in midair, turning into a pile of flesh and blood that no longer resembled a human.

Hiss!

The wounded of the Bone Demon Palace who didn't participate in the battle gasped.

The faces of Mei Changqing and the others were filled with shock.

Bang! Ding!

The attacks of the cold-faced man, the armored man, and the others landed on Lu Zhuo.

No matter how strong Lu Zhuo was, he would definitely pause the moment he fought the Evil Clown, and it would be difficult for him to survive the siege.

However …

What made everyone's hearts go cold was that two saber lights landed on Lu Zhuo's body, as if they had struck a fine iron pillar.

Sparks flew everywhere!

The dark-skinned youth's hide armor and exposed black rock skin were unharmed.

"This defense …"

The armored man, Yuan Li, suddenly thought of someone in shock.

Chen Yu!

Such a strong physique had only been seen on Chen Yu of the Yunyue Gate.

Moreover.

Lu Zhuo's combat style was very similar to Chen Yu's. They were both good at close combat.

Including movement techniques.

Lu Zhuo and Chen Yu could increase their speed in an instant. The difference was that the former's speed secret technique was more profound and skilled.

Swoosh!

Lu Zhuo killed the Evil Clown, and after withstanding the attacks of two late stage Organs Refining experts, his figure swayed again.

"Where are you going!"

The pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm suddenly descended.

Whoosh!

A faint black gust of wind had already enveloped Lu Zhuo one step ahead of him.

"As expected of the number one genius of the Bone Demon Palace."

Lu Zhuo sneered. A layer of black iron-like patterns appeared on his black skin again, and it was even more intricate than before.

Buzz!

This time, his black iron-patterned arm expanded a bit, and a layer of black gas condensed.

The gas was similar to inner breath, but also like the fluctuation of Acquired True Qi.

Crack!

The black iron arm dragged the black gas, brazenly tearing apart the faint black air tornado.

That was not all.

Lu Zhuo's eyes revealed a trace of excitement. He was like a black iron wild boar. After breaking through the black air tornado, he leaped into the air and lunged at Mei Changqing.

In midair.

Mei Changqing's black hair danced. A layer of compressed black gas lingered on his palm, and its pressure was astonishing.

Lu Zhuo's swollen black arm stirred up a black gas, emitting an ancient and barbaric aura.

Boom!

The two Qi Transformation Realm powers collided head-on several times. The violent black air current surged fifty to sixty feet, pushing away the nearby Bone Demon Palace disciples.

"Ah!"

A mid stage Organs Refining disciple of the Bone Demon Palace was hit by the black air current. He screamed as his body shattered and died.

At the same time.

Swoosh! Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

More figures appeared in the open-air plaza.

They were the disciples of the three sects. There were twenty to thirty of them.

On the Yunyue Gate's side were Chen Yu, Huang Fulin, Chang Xuan, and other experts.

On the Iron Sword Sect's side were Fei Letian, the yellow-clothed girl, Gao Feng, and others.

On the Watermoon Sect's side were Li Bingyue, Senior Sister Yi, Chen Ying 'er, and other disciples.

"Who is that dark-skinned youth? He's actually fighting Mei Changqing as an equal!"

"Look! That looks like the corpse of a Devil Clown … "

The disciples of the three sects watched the scene unfold with shock.

At this moment.

A group of Bone Devil Palace disciples besieged a dark-skinned youth, but they looked helpless.

Boom!

Lu Zhuo and Mei Changqing clashed in midair once more.

Barf!

Mei Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood. His figure swayed, and he retreated twenty to thirty feet.

Ding, ding, bang!

During this time, the attacks of the Bone Demon Palace disciples landed on Lu Zhuo. Sparks flew everywhere. He basically ignored them.

Jiang Ping's attack alone made Lu Zhuo dodge slightly.

"Mei Changqing lost!"

"The number one genius of the Bone Demon Palace lost to a nobody."

The crowd was in an uproar.

The Bone Demon Palace disciples, in particular, were shocked, panic-stricken, and in disbelief.

"This Lu Zhuo actually fought against the esoteric disciples of the Bone Demon Palace alone. The Devil Clown has already died in his hands."

Chen Yu sucked in a breath of cold air.

Suddenly.

He recalled Liu Xin 'er's warning before they parted. Never provoke Lu Zhuo!

Could it be …

Liu Xin 'er and Lu Zhuo were on the same side?

"How is that possible … your cultivation hasn't advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm."

Mei Changqing wiped away the blood, looking incredulous.

The exchange just now was a complete head-on clash. There was no trickery at all.

In the end …

He, a genuine Qi Transformation Realm cultivator, had lost to a peak Viscera Refinement rookie, even though the other party had a bloodline.

"Hehe, I could have advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm half a year ago, but in order to successfully enter the Blood Burial Garden, I purposely didn't attempt it."

Lu Zhuo appeared slightly pale. A circle of dark, simple aura lingered around his body.

This aura was actually condensed with Acquired Qi at the Viscera Refinement realm. Its power was not inferior.

"This is like my Cloud Fiend Fist. There's a chance to condense Cloud Fiend Qi in advance?"

Chen Yu pondered.

"Why didn't you attempt it?" Mei Changqing's expression turned even uglier.

He would feel better if the other party had won with a Qi Transformation Realm cultivation.

"If I had advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm, your master, Palace Lord Fu, would not have let me enter the Blood Burial Garden so easily."

Lu Zhuo smiled mockingly.

Everything was within Lord Xue Feng's calculations.

If he had appeared with a Qi Transformation Realm cultivation, the Bone Demon Palace would not have let him enter the Blood Burial Garden so easily.

Even if he had forced his way in, he would have been targeted and schemed against.

"You don't need to find excuses for yourself. With just my ancient bloodline, even if I haven't condensed any true energy, I can still defeat you. "

The dark-skinned youth said proudly.

Lu Zhuo glanced at the disciples of the three sects and the Bone Demon Palace with a faint sense of superiority.

His gaze was like that of a city person looking at a country bumpkin.

"Senior Brother Mei, this Lu Zhuo's bloodline is more than a level higher than mine and the Shangguan family's."

Jiang Ping's expression was solemn as she transmitted her voice.

In the exchange just now, her bloodline power had been trembling uneasily, suppressed by the other party.

Swoosh!

The dark-skinned youth's figure flashed again, moving from extreme stillness to extreme movement almost without warning.

In a few flashes.

Lu Zhuo's figure arrived at the edge of the blood pool.

At this moment.

In the blood pool, the greatest threat, the Blood Glass Flame, had been sealed. Its threat had been reduced by more than half, but it was still not something an ordinary person could enter.

"A ten-thousand-year Bloodsoul Flower!"

Many disciples of the three sects stared at the magnificent blood-colored flower in the blood pool.

"Senior Brother Mei, are we going to give the Bloodsoul Flower to him so easily?"

Jiang Ping and the others had unwilling expressions.

Indeed.

The people of the Bone Demon Palace could not do anything to Lu Zhuo even if they joined forces.

But now, many experts had rushed over and could still stop him.

"When he enters the blood pool and plucks the Bloodsoul Flower, he will be attacked by the Bloodsoul Flower Spirit. That will be the best time to attack."

Mei Changqing's eyes flashed. He did not lose his cool.

Hearing this.

The people of the Bone Demon Palace nodded and held their breaths.

"I feel that Lu Zhuo's strength has not reached its limit. If we want to defeat him, our chances of success are very small. We need someone who can fight him in close combat, or at least restrain him. "

Mei Changqing said seriously.

"Is there really such a person who can fight Lu Zhuo in close combat?"

The people of the Bone Demon Palace shuddered at the thought of Lu Zhuo's terror in close combat.