Cheng Yong and Mu Man were both shocked.

They didn't expect that this person from the Royal Family of the Blood Moon Empire would dare to come over by himself.

The people of their three major immortal cultivation sects didn't go directly to them for trouble, they were already polite, and there was a reason to find them themselves?

Cheng Yong couldn't help but be angry, and he had the intention of going out and smashing the person outside.

Yang Ye was not surprised at all, stood up, and gently moved the door open.

I saw a thin second-layer cultivator of the condensation layer, looking at Yang Ye respectfully, "Please also invite the three of you to enter the palace with me, my master has been waiting for the three of them for a long time." ”

Yang Ye's eyes narrowed: "Your master is ......"

The thin monk still said respectfully: "My master is your majesty today. ”

After saying this, the thin monk said no more.

He turned around and left, regardless of whether Yang Ye and the three of them came with him or not.

After the thin monk left, Yang Ye and the three of them looked at each other, obviously preparing to discuss a countermeasure in the shortest possible time.

The royal family of the Blood Moon Empire has already blatantly displayed their cards.

Directly let a monk on the second floor of the condensation layer come and invite the three of them over.

But the problem that Yang Ye and the three of them faced at this time was......

To follow, or not to follow?

To go, or not to go?

If they go, I'm afraid that the royal family of the Blood Moon Empire has already set up a Hongmen banquet in the palace, just waiting for the three of them to take the bait!

If you don't leave, then I'm afraid you will be laughed at by the royal family of the Blood Moon Empire.

The three of you are from the three strongest immortal cultivation sects in the Blood Moon Empire, but you don't dare to step into the palace for half a step?

Cheng Yong was fearless, and moved his fists vigorously, "Fuck the Longtan Tiger's Den, a small palace, I even broke through the lair of the fierce beast!"

A chill flashed in Mu Man's eyes, "Mortals, if you dare to play tricks on our immortal cultivators, you should teach us a lesson!"

Although Yang Ye felt that this matter might be a little troublesome, he was never afraid of words in his character!

"In that case, then let's go together and see what is in the gourd of this so-called Blood Moon Empire!"

After Yang Ye and the three of them left the inn, they saw that the thin monk had not walked far away, and they could still see the back of the thin monk in the distance.

Silent, the three of them followed.

It's just that Yang Ye and the three of them are walking on the road, which is inevitably a little too eye-catching.

Cheng Yong of Tianyangmen was tall and dressed in tiger skin, like a burly hunter coming out of the deep mountains and old forests.

Mu Man of the Mountain Ghost Sect was dressed in black, but he couldn't hide his hot figure, and his charms spread out, which made many men who passed by her a little haunted.

Even Yang Ye, the most ordinary Spirit Beast Mountain monk, was also a breath of unapproachable people.

After all, there are too many mortals that Yang Ye has killed.

As long as the person approached, he could feel the involuntary bloody edge on Yang Ye's body!

The monk on the second floor of the thin condensation layer seemed to be sure that Yang Ye and the three of them would definitely come, so he didn't even look behind him when he walked, obviously extremely confident, and the three of them would definitely follow him.

The farther you follow the skinny friar, the fewer pedestrians there will be on the road.

Behind, there was no pedestrian to be seen on the road, only the back of the thin monk walking silently.

Because at this time, he had already entered the palace area of the Blood Moon Capital.

For civilians, it is a forbidden area, and no important things are allowed to enter!

It's just that the longer the three of them walk.

The atmosphere in the palace area suddenly became eerie and terrifying, and from time to time there would be gusts of gloomy wind, which were extremely biting.

"Why do I feel a yin qi? Is this a palace or a cemetery......" Cheng Yong looked around with some doubts.

"I think it's good, and the breath is out of my appetite. "Mu Man of the Mountain Ghost Sect is the opposite of Cheng Yong, and he seems to be extremely accustomed to the cold aura here.

Yang Ye felt all kinds of smells around him, which actually gave him a familiar feeling.

For a moment, he hadn't remembered where he had seen it before.

At this moment, the second-layer monk of the condensation layer, who had been only walking forward before, finally stopped.

It turned out that a huge and majestic palace had already come into view of the three of them.

The Royal Palace, arrived.

It's just that the extremely strange thing is that he has already arrived at the gate of the palace.

The thin friar, however, stopped completely, and did not take any further step.

The skinny friar stopped.

Yang Ye and the three of them naturally stopped together and watched the changes.

Under the gaze of Yang Ye and the others, the thin monk slowly turned around.

It's still the same respectful tone and face.

But the words that come out ......

But it's creepy!

"Three fellow Daoists from the three major sects, this is your graveyard...... Okay?"

Before Cheng Yong and Mu Man were surprised, Yang Ye was already ready to attack, and directly slashed with the sword qi in his right hand!

Almost as soon as the thin monk spoke, Yang Ye made a move!

The thin monk had just finished speaking, and before he could see the expressions of Yang Ye and the others, he directly felt a chill in his head, and he was directly penetrated by the sword qi!

Yang Ye had already discovered that the thin monk was wrong, and the sword qi technique between his fingers had been prepared for a long time!

The thin monk's head was pierced, and the whole person naturally fell to the sky and fell to the ground and died.

Looking at the cold corpse lying motionless on the ground.

The three of them looked together at the dark, somewhat frightening entrance to the palace.

Mu Manmei looked at the corpse of the thin monk, and a chill flashed: "Do these mortals really want to rebel? Do you really think that if our three sects turn a blind eye to the matter of their secret cultivation of monks, they will have no scruples?"

Cheng Yong was also in his huge body, and his strong aura was running, and he said angrily in his mouth: "Maybe the royal family of the Blood Moon Empire should be replaced and find another one...... More obedient lackeys!"

Yang Ye didn't say a word, but looked straight at the entrance of the gloomy palace with his slightly red eyes, as if he could see the scene inside......

There was also a sound of vicissitudes in the palace.

"If you come, you are a guest,

If it comes, it will be safe,

Don't go away as you come......

If you come, you are a guest,

If it comes, it will be safe,

Don't go in vain......"

Although the voice is vicissitudes, it has a certain quaint tone, giving people the feeling of an ancient ballad.

In the midst of this burst of chanting, at the entrance of the palace, a man in a yellow dragon robe walked out.

Dressed in a dragon robe, with a crown on his head, his face is majestic, and his eyes are far away.

He is domineering, his eyes are full of confidence, looking at the sunset on the horizon, as if he has infinite ambitions, and he wants to govern the world.

But in the end, this man in an imperial robe still looked at Yang Ye and the three of them.

"Why did you wait for the three grass people, but they didn't bow down when they saw me?"