Chapter Twenty-Three: The Devil's Anger Is Monstrous

They were a group of thirteen people, all of them like streamers, and there were thirteen rays of light among outsiders. Fly to the land of the Purple Bamboo Forest Qin Pavilion of the Purple Maple.

At this moment, Zifeng is still playing this piano music, but it is different from "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". This qin song, the sound of the piano has this killing feeling, and it dyes this purple bamboo forest. In an instant, the purple bamboo forest, "the wind suddenly did."

Purple bamboo forest, salsa's and this purple maple piano resonate. In the entire purple bamboo forest, the killing intent that was dyed was everywhere. The murderous aura in the sky above condensed directly into a cloud of mist.

The entire mountain peak was completely filled with killing intent, and the people everywhere were all overwhelmed by this killing intent. The thirteen people who were flying to the Purple Bamboo Forest felt very bad when they saw this killing intent, and they didn't know what was happening.

One by one, they sped up and galloped towards the direction of the Purple Bamboo Forest, as if thirteen stars had fallen on the continent at great speed. After a dozen breaths, the crowd arrived.

A group of thirteen people looked at the black clouds condensed by the murderous aura in the sky above the purple bamboo forest. Feeling very bad, they glanced at each other one by one, and the senior brother habitually frowned. Then he notified the master, Meng Qingtian.

After everyone looked at each other, they entered the purple bamboo forest and went to the Qin Pavilion. The whole bamboo forest here is dark, blocking the sun. The purple bamboo forest reflects this black murderous cloud.

An unknown black mist floated in the forest, and everyone moved forward step by step, cautiously. Not daring to disperse, everyone looked at each other at this moment, with a solemn look in their eyes.

I hope that their master, Meng Qingtian, will come soon and find out what is going on here. Something happened to their little brother. Xue Xinyi looked in the direction of the Qin Pavilion with a worried look in her eyes. I thought to myself, Zifeng, don't let anything happen to you! If something happens, I'll be the first to get around you.

To be honest, Xue Xinyi was worried that something would happen to Zifeng. As I got closer and closer to the piano pavilion, the sound of the piano became stronger and stronger. Even the closed pentatonic could not resist the sound.

The sound of the piano was directly transmitted to the souls of everyone, and everyone was very uncomfortable at the moment, and they all turned pale. I did my best to resist the sound of Zi Feng's piano.

At this moment, Meng Qingtian, after receiving the message from everyone, came directly to the Purple Bamboo Forest non-stop. Looking at the purple bamboo forest, and the murderous aura above. At this moment, the purple bamboo forest is full of anger and murderous spirit.

Meng Qingtian frowned and looked at the purple bamboo forest, and a trace of piano sound reached his soul.

was directly shattered by him, and his face changed greatly when he felt the sound of the piano. Then he rushed directly into the purple bamboo forest to find his apprentice. Go and see what happened to this little apprentice of yours.

What made him care the most, his face was shocked, and what surprised him was that there was a demonic aura in this silk piano sound. The entire purple bamboo forest seems to be murderous and sinister, but it is actually camouflaging this demonic qi.

Meng Qingtian was the most furious, he didn't expect that there were people with demonic energy among his disciples. is still one of his favorite disciples. Today, he must find out what happened.

Let's see what happened, Zi Feng is still playing emotionally at this moment. A trace of demonic energy fluttered out of his body, and the momentum around him became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Zi Feng's demonic aura around him became stronger and stronger, and the piano playing became more and more excited. The entire Qin Pavilion was completely surrounded by demonic energy.

In a few breaths, Meng Qingtian caught up with the thirteen people under his door, looking at their pale looks, the cyan sleeves were lifted, and the earth-shattering momentum on his body was displayed, directly suppressing the sound of the piano that was eroding their souls, and then, a protective shield appeared in himself.

Everyone looked at Meng Qingtian in the protective shield, and then briefly said some information, and finally thanked him.

Meng Qingtian directly protected everyone, and then a group of people sped up and rushed towards the Qin Pavilion, and everyone was not far away from the Qin Pavilion in the first place!

Now that there is no trouble with the sound of the piano, the speed of everyone is even faster.

That is, in the time of more than a dozen breaths, everyone arrived at the Qin Pavilion, only to see the Qin Pavilion at this moment, and the slightest black demonic qi was wrapped around the surface of the Qin Pavilion. A huge magic cloud rose above the Qin Pavilion.

Zi Feng was surrounded by this demonic energy, and the purple lotus in the center of her eyebrows was even more enchanting and blooming. Zi Feng was completely immersed in his own world at the moment, and he didn't realize that there was such a big movement around him.

Meng Qingtian looked at Zi Feng's face with a heavy expression, and then let the disciples behind him step aside. Xue Xinyi looked at Zi Feng and felt inexplicably sour, not knowing what happened to him.

Meng Qingtian himself wanted to try to wake up Zi Feng, Meng Qingtian slapped Zi Feng with a palm, this palm was like a hundred thousand mountains, giving people a heavy feeling.

Zi Feng seemed to feel the danger, and the sound of the qin gathered into a sound blade to directly attack this palm. But it couldn't be broken, and that palm pushed everything forward like a bamboo.

Resist with all his might, seeing that he couldn't stop it, he took the qin, and at this moment, a sword stabbed in, the sword qi and the demonic qi roared, and the sword move came first.

But he couldn't resist it, that palm was directly pressed on Zi Feng's sword, and the huge force directly pressed Zi Feng to his knees to resist this palm. After a while, the two remained at a stalemate, and Zi Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Xue Xinyi shouted sadly, "Zi Feng", crying, begging her master to let Zi Feng go.

Seeing this, the group of people was a little unbearable, and then asked the master to respect Meng Qingtian and show mercy to his subordinates. Let the little junior brother go.

Seeing this, Meng Qingtian seemed to be a little unbearable, and transformed his palm to collect his strength. Hold your hand and habitually turn your back behind you.

At this moment, Zi Feng's body was injured because he had resisted for too long, and it was not obvious just now, but at this moment, Meng Qingtian would not be able to take advantage of his palm.

After Zi Feng spit out three mouthfuls of blood, he fainted directly to the ground, and the murderous aura and demonic aura in the sky and around him slowly dissipated.

Everyone directly stepped forward to hug Zi Feng and restored Zi Feng's injuries, Meng Qingtian looked at the unconscious Zi Feng and frowned. I don't know what I'm thinking, and then, I directly dispersed the demon clouds that were still slowly dissipating in the air, murderous and evil.

Then he turned around and held his sleeve and instructed everyone: "Zi Feng is awake and let Zi Feng go to see him." ”

The incarnate star stepped on the fairy sword and flew directly to his palace Qingtianju.

Everyone heard the promise of welcoming life, but Xue Xinyi did not speak, her eyes were red, and she snatched Zifeng from the senior brother.

Looking at Zi Feng in his arms, looking at Zi Feng who was still unconscious, he didn't know where he had run to.

Xue Xinyi, after taking out a bottle of elixir from the Qiankun Ring, fed it into Zi Feng's mouth. Treading Sword carried Zi Feng in his arms and went to his residence. Regardless of the reaction of the crowd.

The body was like lightning, flying to the fifth vein, everyone saw this, did not say anything, stepped on the sword and followed Xue Xinyi, heading to the fifth vein.

Xue Xinyi was extremely fast and used her own body technique. Speed to the extreme. Like a flash of lightning. The same is true for the twelve people in the back.