"Junior Brother Mei...it should be here."

A carefree voice came.

I saw more than a dozen figures approaching this way, all of whom were disciples of the Bone Demon Palace.

The person who spoke was an ugly and short boy.

It's the Demon Clown.

The leader was a young man with long black hair, and his body exuded a sense of pressure from the Qi-transforming realm.

"Plum Changqing!"

Lu Zhuo was slightly surprised and stopped.

The dozen people in the Bone Demon Palace are basically elite disciples of the palace, almost all secret disciples.

The lowest cultivation level is the middle stage of refining organs.

Among the crowd, more than half of them have the cultivation level in the later stage of the refining organs.

After entering the Blood Burial Garden, whether it is the Three Sects or the disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, there are some opportunities for many people to advance.

now.

Mei Changqing, Jiang Ping, the Demon Clown, and the first three secret legends of the Bone Demon Palace are all present.

"Hey! Black boy! You actually came here before us?"

The devil clown glared at her eyes.

Lu Zhuo touched his nose and waved his hand regretfully: "Since you are here, I will retreat for the time being."

After talking.

He left the blood pool and handed over the position to the Bone Demon Palace.

"Black boy, you are very cognizable."

The demon clown grinned.

“No need!”

Mei Changqing smiled indifferently and suggested: "Brother Lu might as well join forces with us to pick these ten thousand-year-old 'blood soul flower'. After success, it would be better to share a portion of you."

He looked at Lu Zhuo secretly.

Before entering the Blood Burial Garden, the Palace Master Fu warned that this person may be a big enemy of him and must not be underestimated.

"This... everyone has a lot of people, and Lu dares not have any thoughts."

The dark-skinned boy shook his neck and quickly shook his head.

"No ghast!"

The Demon Clown and others smiled disdainfully.

now.

There are many people in the Bone Demon Palace, and there are also Qi Transformation Realm like Mei Qing. In addition, secret elites such as Jiang Ping and Pang Tiancheng are indeed an almost invincible external force in the Blood Burial Garden.

"Design the formation!"

Mei Changqing shouted softly.

Rub! Swish swish swish swish...

With a command, six disciples from the Bone Demon Palace suddenly jumped out and each took out a black array plate and black chess piece.

Hum!

A dark fog floated up, and a violent dark wind danced inside, accompanied by the sound of electric shock, covering the radius of ten feet in front of the blood pool.

Lu Zhuo looked surprised.

The preparations of the Bone Demon Palace and the understanding of the Blood Burial Garden are more sufficient than expected.

These array plates and array flags are all high-end goods.

The value of a whole set is equivalent to more than a dozen medium-grade treasures. The power of the joint forces can surpass the acquired acquired Qi in general.

Unless it is the innate arrival of the transformation qi, it is extremely difficult to crack.

"This set of 'Senluo Black Wind Formation' is used to suppress the nearby blood trajectory power. Once we pick the blood soul flower, the power in the blood pool and the remaining restrictions nearby will definitely backfire."

Mei Changqing explained.

After talking.

Mei Changqing slowly approached the blood pool under the dark fog.

As the Qi Transformation Realm, he has a formation to protect him. It is much easier to resist the blood power around him than Lu Zhuo before.

Staring at the ten thousand-year-old blood soul flower in the blood pool, a trace of heat flashed in Mei Changqing's eyes.

He has heard of the extraordinary function and value of this flower.

Mei Changqing knew that he could not fully possess this flower, so he only hoped that he could take such a small tablet, but he could not bear it if he had too much.

"This flower can strengthen life potential, nurture souls, and make it a comprehensive breakthrough to the essence of life...!"

"Just taking a small tablet is a great fortune for me."

Mei Changqing's breathing was a little tight.

At the age of eighteen, he has a great hope of breaking through the Qi Transformation Realm and will be promoted to the Returning Realm in the future.

If you can take a small piece of Ten Thousand Years of Blood Soul Flower at this age, your potential will increase greatly, and you will have a little chance of winning the higher Aquarium Realm Supreme in the future.

Not long.

Mei Changqing arrived at the edge of the blood pool, and his body was still covered by the dark light and mist.

Beside it, Jiang Ping and the Demon Clown stood respectively.

"Senior Brother Mei, there is a fatal crisis brewing in this blood pool, which is definitely not comparable to outside the pool."

Jiang Ping reminded.

As she approached the blood pool, her bloodline power trembled and restless.

"I see."

Mei Changqing's spiritual senses also sensed a strong crisis.

The three of them exchanged their eyes.

Finally, Jiang Ping's index finger was wrapped around a dark thin silk and took a step forward.

"Junior Sister Jiang, your 'black silk' is tougher than the top-grade treasure, and it is long enough to pick this flower. We two will protect you."

Mei Changqing said politely.

The demon clown around him took out a heavy shield and protected Jiang Ping.

Mei Changqing held the dark green bamboo pole in his hand, guarding the blood pool in front of him from afar.

In this case, Jiang Ping, who is responsible for taking action, is the safest person.

"go!"

Jiang Ping no longer hesitated. With a "collapse", the black silk in his hand shook out and turned into a straight black line.

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!