The disciples of the Medicine Master Alliance, each of them is a well-known pharmacist, and the elixirs they refine are very hot anywhere in the Holy Spirit Continent, and some cherished elixirs are even more difficult to find.

Because of the refining of medicine, the Medicine Master League has met many strong people, including many Ling Zun and even Spirit Saints, if the Medicine Master League issues a distress order, it will definitely be able to attract a large number of strong people.

After all, on this continent, no one dares to guarantee that they don't need elixir.

Three hours later, the group arrived at the Moon Lonely City.

The space passage is in the Lingyue Square in the north of the city, when everyone arrived, the sky was already dark, and the space passage had been closed.

Zhou Muchen chose a location and set it in the famous Falling Rain Building in Yuegu City.

When everyone arrived at the Falling Rain Building, the building was already overcrowded, and there were no less than 100 people gathered in the large hall, listening to what they were talking about, they were all waiting to pass through the passage of space.

"The space passage will only be opened tomorrow, so let's rest here today" Zhou Muchen stepped forward and asked Long Ziyue

Long Ziyue nodded, her eyes swept over the hall, and she sighed softly: "I didn't expect that so many strong people would gather in the lonely city this month, it seems that the space passage is really a fragrant bait."

Secretly chuckling, Long Ziyue walked towards the guest room.

Long Ziyue's footsteps moved, and the person in the seat beside him suddenly stood up, and the hand full of wine hit Long Ziyue's body impartially, and the strong wine spilled Long Ziyue's body.

Long Ziyue frowned slightly, and was about to raise his hand to wipe it, but the man who got up raised his eyes and smiled ruffianly, "Yo, it actually spilled on the beauty, come on, I'll wipe the beauty"

As the man spoke, he stretched out his hand and reached out towards Long Ziyue.

Before his hand touched Long Ziyue's body, the man wailed, holding his arm and retreating in embarrassment, the right hand that had hit Long Ziyue had been burned to black, and it was falling off from his arm little by little.

Seeing that the man was suffering, several people sitting in the same seat immediately stood up and glared at Long Ziyue angrily, "Don't you want to live, you actually dare to hurt the people of our Heavenly Demon Sect?" ”

Long Ziyue smiled coldly, and was about to speak, when Phantom Night suddenly raised her hand and shook it lightly at the man who spoke, but the man didn't have time to make a sound, and the sound turned into nothingness.

Seeing such a change, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

"This is the power of space, is this person a spirit saint?"

"To be able to use the power of space so easily, this person is at least a mid-level Spirit Saint"

"There is a Spirit Saint in Yuegu City, I'm afraid this matter will soon spread to the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord should send someone to come when he gets the news, I'm afraid the Heavenly Demon Sect is going to be unlucky."

“……”

In the midst of everyone's whispering, the remaining three people were stunned by the methods of the phantom night, and they were stiff and trembling, and their previous arrogance had long been replaced by fear.

And the man who spoke lightly Long Ziyue was even more frightened, his face turned pale with fright, and there was a faint oozing liquid between his legs, and he was actually frightened by the phantom night.

Phantom Night twisted his eyebrows, glanced at the man with disgust, withdrew his hand, and said coldly: "Get out"

The three of them ran out of the hall as if they had received an amnesty, not daring to stay for half a minute. Phantom Night took off his coat, carefully draped it on Long Ziyue's body, and walked upstairs with people in his arms.

With the shock of the phantom night, there was no one who didn't open their eyes to provoke, and the group returned to the room smoothly.

Long Ziyue changed into a clean coat and asked Zhou Muchen, "Brother Zhou, what kind of clan is the Heavenly Demon Sect and what is its strength?" ”

Zhou Muchen furrowed his eyebrows, and said with a gloomy expression: "The Heavenly Demon Sect itself is only a second-rate force, and its strength is not very strong, what it relies on is another force, that is, the Blood Demon Sect."

Hearing what Zhou Muchen said, Long Ziyue lowered her eyes, "It's the Blood Demon Sect again"