Eternal Heart

d Blood Temple, on the open air square.

The air seemed to stagnate.

A killing and cold atmosphere diffused the audience and made people breathless.

Several secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, headed by Mei Changqing, include Jiang Ping, Pang Tiancheng, Lengmen, Yuan Li, etc., forming a circle.

These people are all secret elites in the later stages of refining the dirty!

The chilling killing intention and intangible power will lock the dark-skinned boy, and it is accompanied by the coercion of the atmosphere.

In the meantime, the disciples in the dirty period are afraid of mental breakdown and loss of combat power.

Even if the general qi is in person the day after tomorrow, there will be a lot of pressure and it will be difficult to get out.

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

In this desperate situation.

The dark-skinned boy didn't feel ordinary, and didn't panic.

"Ah, good guys didn't report well ..."

Lu Zhuo was not panic-stricken, and put away the small box with the seal of Bloody Flames.

"This person……"

Mei Changqing's pupils condense.

court death!

The devil clown, Jiang Ping, and others flashed cold in their eyes and already shot.

Huh!

With a mace in the hand of the devil clown, a huge black front phantom was waved, and the cold and overbearing heavy force came to the fore.

The power of that blow was very close to the day after tomorrow.

Huh!

The red sand flashed at the heart of Jiang Ping's eyebrows, his hands shook, and a "black mysterious silk" appeared, turning into a sharp red-black silk thread, cutting to Luzhuo in one step.

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

The same moment.

Attacks from the cold-faced men and battle-armor men from the late stages of refining were culled from all sides.

Huh!

The sharp red-black silk thread passed by Lu Zhuo, whose body suddenly collapsed.

Everyone drew a flower in front of their eyes, and felt the shadows flicker.

"Be careful!"

Mei Changqing's complexion changed.

Among the crowd on the field, only he could see Lu Zhuo's body style clearly.

The opponent turned away in a magical way when he was close to the red-black silk line.

From extreme silence to extreme movement, the transition in one thought is like flash.

This sudden change of body style is not only mysterious, but also the physique of ordinary people can bear.

Huh!

The black afterimage flickered to the side of the devil clown, fighting close-up!

The mace of the devil clown is a heavy weapon, and it is not good to be bullied close.

"court death!"

The devil clown threw down the mace decisively, his fists waved violently, and a dark, concentrated air shadow of a large water tank exploded.

He was born with a weird power, and was really not afraid of melee fighting.

There was a hint of irony in Lu Zhuo's eyes, and a layer of black iron-like texture appeared on the arm of the black skin, exuding an ancient blood vein.

"Hurry away!"

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

But the reminders of the two were too late.

Lu Zhuo's sudden bullying, and even the speed advantage, gave the demon clown no chance to dodge.

In fact.

The devil clown throws away the heavy mace and fights with his fists next to him. In most cases, it is a wise choice.

Boom!

The black iron-like fist arm crushes the fist, arm, and shoulder of the devil clown into a ball of meat in an instant.

That scene, like a steel hammer, rolled over the baby.

"what……"

The devil clown screamed, and only one of his remaining arms, including his shoulders, was crushed into meat.

"Beep".

Zhenfei flew out of his torn body.

It is not yet waiting for everyone to recover from shock.

Boom!

The demon clown flickered with black air marks, his body was in the air, and burst again, turning into a pile of immature flesh and blood.

hiss!

There were no Bone Demon wounded men participating in the battle, and they all air-conditioned.

Including Mei Changqing and others, their faces were horrified.

Peng Dingding!

The attack from the cold-faced man, the armored man, and others fell on Lu Zhuo.

No matter how strong Lu Zhuo is, when he fights against the devil clown, there will be a pause, and it will be difficult to escape the siege.

however.

What chilled everyone was that two swords fell on Lu Zhuo's body, as if chopped on a fine iron pillar.

Mars is splashing!

Whether it is animal skin armor or exposed black rock skin, the black-skinned boy is intact.

"This defense ..."

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

Chen Yu!

A similarly strong physique was only seen on Chen Yu in Yunyuemen.

and.

This Luzhuo's combat style is very similar to Chen Yu's, and he is good at close combat.

Including physical fitness.

Lu Zhuo and Chen Yu can increase their speeds in an instant. The difference is that the former's speed secrets are more sophisticated.

Huh!

Lu Zhuo killed the devil clown, and resisted two blows in the later period, and his figure shook again.

"Where to go!"

A coercion of pressure suddenly came.

Huh!

A faint dark air wind has taken a step ahead, covering Lu Zhuo.

"It is indeed the first genius of the Bone Demon Palace."

Lu Zhuo grinned, and a layer of black iron-like texture appeared on the black skin again, more precise than before.

Buzz!

This time, his black iron-textured arm swelled a bit, and a layer of dark-skinned spirit appeared.

The spirit is similar to the internal interest, but it is like the fluctuation of the acquired innocence.

Punka!

The dark-smelling black man dragged by the black iron arm savagely ripped the faint dark-smelling volume.

Not only that.

Lu Zhuo's eyes showed a hint of excitement, like a brute black iron wild boar. After breaking through the black air coil, the volley jumped up and slaughtered Mei Changqing.

Mid-air.

Mei Changqing's black hair was dancing, and a layer of compressed dark air mass lingered on the palm, which was amazing.

Lu Zhuo's swollen black arm stirred a dark scent, exuding a simple and savage atmosphere.

Boom!

Two strengths of qi level level, even a few hard, violent air currents and black winds, rushed to five or six feet, pushing a group of disciples nearby. .

"what!"

A middle-aged disciple of Bone Demon Palace was screamed and died in the scream of Qibo Heili.

The same moment.

rub! Huh!

There are statures in the open-air square.

It is the disciples of the three factions, with twenty or thirty.

On the side of Yunyue Gate, there are strong players such as Chen Yu, Huang Fulin, and Chang Xuan.

On the side of the iron sword gate, there are Lotte, a girl in a yellow shirt, and Gao Feng.

Shuiyue sent a party with disciples such as Li Bingyue, Yi Shi, and Chen Yinger.

"That black-skinned boy, who is so handsome, even resisted the court with Mei Changqing!"

"Look! That looks like the body of a demon clown ..."

Disciples of the three camps, shocked, looking at the scene at hand.

now.

The disciples of Bone Demon Palace, besieging a black-skinned boy, seemed helpless.

Bang!

Lu Zhuo and Mei Changqing once again shook the air.

Wow!

Mei Changqing spit out her blood, her figure fluttered, and she dropped out two or three feet.

Ding Ding Peng!

During this period, the attacks of the Bone Demon Palace fell on Lu Zhuo, and Mars splashed, basically ignoring it.

Only Jiang Ping's offensive let Lu Zhuo dodge a little.

"Mei Changqing lost!"

"The first genius of the Bone Demon Palace was defeated by an unknown person."

The audience was upset.

Especially the disciples of the Bone Demon Palace were shocked and panic-believing.

"This Luzhuo turned out to be against his secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace with his own strength.

Chen Yu took a breath of air.

Suddenly.

He remembered Liu Xin'er's warning before leaving, and he must not provoke Lu Zhuo!

Could it be that.

Liu Xin'er and this Lu Zhuo, are they from a camp?

"How is it possible ... Your cultivation is not promoted to the atmosphere."

Mei Changqing wiped the blood and looked unbelievable.

The confrontation just now was completely tough, without any chance.

result.

His authentic atmosphere has been defeated by a top rookie who refined the dirt, even though the opponent has a bloodline.

"Hey, six months ago, Lumou was able to be promoted to the state of gas, but in order to successfully enter the blood funeral garden, he deliberately did not have an impact."

Lu Zhuo slightly looked, his body lingering in a circle of simple blackness.

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

"It's like my" Yunshaquan ", there is a chance to condense Yunsha's anger in advance?"

Chen Yu face thoughtlessly.

"Why not shock?" Mei Changqing's face was even more ugly.

If the opponent wins with Qihuaxiu, he will feel better.

"If Lu Mou was promoted to the state of consciousness, how could the respected master and prince of the palace be easily allowed to enter the blood funeral garden."

Lu Zhuo smiled sarcastically.

Everything is in the calculation of Master Blood Maple.

If he appeared as a qi qixiu, bone demon palace will not let him easily enter the blood burial garden.

Or, even if it is reluctant to enter, it will give all kinds of plans and targets.

"You don't need to make excuses for yourself. My ancient blood alone, even if I haven't condensed the spirit, will still defeat you."

The dark-skinned boy proudly said.

Lu Zhuo's eyes glanced at the three disciples, the disciples of Bone Demon Palace, and there was a sense of superiority.

The look was as if the people in the city glanced at the small rural people.

"Brother Mei, the inheritance of this Luo Zhuo bloodline is no higher than the bloodline of me and the Shangguan family."

Jiang Ping's face was solemn, and his voice spread.

The confrontation just now, her blood power, has been trembling and disturbed by the opponent.

Huh!

The dark-skinned boy flashed again, from extremely silent to extremely moving, with almost no signs.

A few flashes.

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

at this time.

In that pool of blood, the most threatening Bloody Flame was sealed, and the threat was reduced by more than half, but still non-ordinary people can attack.

"Hundred years of blood soul flowers!"

Three camps, many disciples, stared at the magnificent blood-colored flower in the blood pool.

"Brother Mei, we can easily give him the Blood Soul Flower?"

Jiang Ping and others were unwilling.

Admittedly.

Everyone on the side of the Bone Demon Palace could not help Lu Zhuo even if they besieged together.

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

"When he enters the blood pool ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, picking the blood soul flower will be attacked by the blood soul flower spirit, and then it will be the best time to shoot."

Mei Changqing's eyes flickered and she did not lose her calmness.

Hear the words.

The bone demon palace nodded, holding their breath.

"I feel that Lu Zhuo's strength should not have reached the limit. To defeat him, my main force alone, the odds of winning are small, and I need someone who can compete closely with him, at least to restrain him."

Mei Changqing said rightly.

"Compared with Lu Zhuo, is there such a person?"

The bone demon palace everyone shuddered at the horrors of Lu Zhuo's close fight.

"If it's just to be held close to it, it seems there really is someone who can do it."

Yuan Li, the war armor man, seemed to think of something. c