However, the other Blood and Bone Sect monks all ran away without a trace, but Qian Hu came to the Blood Alliance, intending to ask Xueyu to help his elder brother avenge him.

"A spiritual ship carries a group of strange Tribulation Realm monks. Although there are many in number, their strength is average."

Xueyu's eyes flashed and he rubbed a string of white bone bracelets in his hand.

There are a total of 108 white bones on it, which is full of evil spirits.

Each bone comes from a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm who was brutally killed by Xue Yu.

"Yes, I misread the information before and harmed my brother. I thought there was only one Tribulation Realm, but I didn't expect there were sixteen or seven. Our Blood and Bone Sect has a total of eight Tribulation Realms. We are no match at all." Qian Hu.

Extremely regretful.

"Hmph, just a dozen or so people who have transcended the tribulation realm are not difficult to handle. In the hands of our blood alliance, they can be destroyed with a snap of the finger." Xueyu snorted coldly.

After so many trials and tribulations, Qian Hu was still able to escape in the end. This guy must have been right. The opponent's fighting power was not high.

What Xueyu was most concerned about was that Qin Cheng was able to control the monster, causing Qian Biao's bone flute to fail. This was the biggest turning point in this battle.

"This son is proficient in the way of fire, has the method of running thunder, and has a high degree of body tempering. He should have practiced the art of fighting body and can subdue monsters, but he has not used monsters to attack the enemy, which means he cannot control monsters.

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From Qian Hu's stammering narrative, Xueyu had already roughly understood the characteristics of Qincheng.

To have such a large power in the endless ocean, Xueyu is very powerful.

"Except for this person, everyone else should be very weak, so as long as this person is controlled, the dozen or so Tribulation Realms are not a worry."

"Blood Alliance Leader, are you planning to take action for us?" Qian Hu couldn't help but get excited as he listened.

Just as Xueyu was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed slightly and his expression calmed down again.

"Qian Hu, you can't be anxious about this matter. Don't worry, since your eldest brother is a member of my blood alliance, I will definitely seek justice for you. When someone comes, send fellow Taoist Qian down to rest first."

However, Xueyu did not agree, and instead waved his hand to find someone to take Qian Hu away.

"Leader, do you really want to avenge Qian Biao?" said an old man beside Xueyu.

"Qian Biao is a member of the Blood Alliance after all, and he is usually obedient. I should express my opinion after he died. Even for his secret treasure of the bone flute, revenge is not out of the question." Xueyu stood up and sneered.

"But I just received a message and found traces of the Haoyue Sect woman. Compared with this matter, revenge for Qian Biao seems unimportant."

"Then Holy Girl Han has been found." The old man's eyes also lit up.

"Gather enough manpower and set off immediately. This is what the person told us to do. Catching this woman will be of greater benefit to our blood alliance."

Soon, Xueyu wore a blood-red cloak and left the White Bone Island in the blink of an eye with dozens of Tribulation-Transcending monks.

On the spiritual ship.

In the hall, everyone from the Righteous Alliance was sitting cross-legged, each one looking curious and whispering.

"Really or not, Mr. Qin can quickly help us increase our combat power?"

"Hey, back then I was busy studying the art of alchemy, and my cultivation level was just so-so. However, the actual fighting method was far behind. I'm afraid it would be difficult to improve."

"Yes, the three of us dealt with a Tribulation Realm Demon Cultivator before. Not only did the other party run away in the end, one of us was also injured. It's really embarrassing."

"When Mr. Zhang said that we would establish the Righteous Alliance, I was still full of confidence, but now I am a little hesitant. With our strength, can we really fight against those demonic cultivators who are not afraid of death?"

"It's not that I don't believe Mr. Qin, it's that we are too weak."

More than 300 monks were all in a low mood while communicating with each other.

After receiving a message from Zhang Chongli, they were all a little surprised to hear that Qin Cheng could help them quickly improve their strength.

But given my conditions, even if I were given a magical skill and Qin Cheng personally guided me, I might not be able to learn it every few years.

How to improve?

Everyone has been refining elixirs for half their lives, and their experience in spells is too poor. Such a foundation cannot be made up for in a short time.

So although everyone recognized Qin Cheng's ability, they were still filled with doubts.

Mr. Qin, is there any way to achieve this?


Chapter completed!