Losing Tuofu, Lin Dong's corpse fell from the sky and fell to the earth with everyone's sight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Dong is dead!

A dragon's groan came from the sky!

The dragon groan was abrupt, no one noticed it, except for Bai Wuji, no one could hear this dragon groan, so his already discolored face was even greener, and the temperature in his heart was almost frozen.

Qingfeng Longyin, I have seen Qingfeng, how can I not hear Longyin, even if Lin Dong's body has fallen and was caught by Li Muzhi's hands, however, Longyin still has to be there.

That was Lin Dong's last funeral sound, and similarly, that funeral sound also belonged to Bai Wuji.

Li Muzhi stared at the corpse he was holding in his hand with a complicated face, gently put Lin Dong on the ground, slowly closed the other party's eyes, and muttered: "Bai Wuji will die, go with peace of mind." ”

Until death, Lin Dong still thought that Lin Tangzhi died at the hands of Bai Wuji, and Li Muzhi would not tell the truth to a dead person, so it was meaningless.

On the horizon, black clouds suddenly accelerated and diffused, like a dye that infected the sky, starting from the small half of the sky, dyeing the blue sky into a pitch-black color.

The sky is overcast, and a storm is about to sweep through the entire Qingyun Sect.

"Lin Dong is dead? Leng Jiansheng won! ”

"Lin Dong is actually dead, this big match is Leng Jiansheng won, the prince of the sect...

"Lin Dong was killed in the end, I thought it would be Leng Jian's life and death? Is.... ”

"Hey, why is it cloudy, that cloud, it's so strange...

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The sound was mixed, and the last sentence was masked, and no one paid attention to it, until there was a rustling sound, like an insect vibrating its wings, and the resonant sound it made became louder and louder, gradually making people feel that their ears were full of this sound, and their scalp gradually became numb.

Bugs, boundless black bugs, seem to weave a cloud in the sky, and like a wriggling fungus blanket, undulating and facing forward, wave after wave.

Everyone was attracted to the attention of the past, muttering open mouths, looking at this shocking scene, the black almost covered all the space above their heads, like a curtain completely blocking the sky, day and night, just for a moment.

"Someone!"

"There's someone up there!"

The sharp-eyed guy screamed, and there were two figures on it, one black and one white, which looked a little blurry because of the distance, but it was clearly two figures.

"It's coming!"

Compared with the other crowds in a mess, the area of the Law Enforcement Hall was quiet and a little secretive, until Li Muzhi slowly opened his lips and said a sentence almost like a whisper: "Begin!" ”

Begin?

What starts?

Do what?

Some of the Qingyun Sect disciples who were close to them showed a look of surprise in their eyes, and they were still surprised, when they saw the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, one by one, as if they had received an order, they rose into the air almost at the same time, and the lightning shot out.

Hundreds of figures, one by one, exuding a solemn aura, nearly drew their swords, although there was no neat queue situation, it was the kind of dignified, silent quiet, but the people around suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and their bodies were cold, and they subconsciously retreated to the back.

Uncanny!

Compared with the chaotic crowd, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are like sculptures, standing in the air, a circle around the city, up and down, left and right, with Bai Wuji as the origin.

The long sword pointed directly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the sect master of the Qingyun Sect, Bai Wuji.

Their aura may not be so strong, their sword-wielding hands may not be so calm, and their gaze may not be so brave, on the contrary, holding swords and pointing at the sect master, this is a rebellious capital crime, it is impossible for them not to be nervous, however, as the black clouds in the sky are still, their breath and thoughts become more and more pure.

They have no way out, there is no other way but to fight to the death, either kill Bai Wuji, or die by themselves... Fear, the fear of death, overcame the fear of Bai Wuji, and as a result, the killing intent and thoughts in their bodies deepened and deepened.

"Traitor!"

"Rebellion, Sect Killing!"

"What are they doing here?"

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were in an uproar, looking up at the top of their heads in disbelief, Bai Wuji was in the center, surrounded by five elders, and in addition to the five elders, a circle of law enforcement hall disciples led by Li Muzhi and Xia Chuanjie, the two true disciples, all locked on Bai Wuji with killing intent.

"What happened?"

This is a question in almost everyone's mind, but their thoughts seem to be frozen, and the scene in front of them is obviously too unexpected for them, so that they don't know how to act for a while.

"Qingyun Sect Master, Bai Wuji designed to kill Elder Lin Tang and other elders, and persecuted the true disciples Lin Dong and Deng Xu, his crime should be punished!" Li Muzhi exhaled deeply, and his voice echoed between the sky and the ground with a slight trill.

"Be punished!" Old Ghost Xue and the other five elders responded together, and the sound of drawing their swords was loud.

"Punishment!" The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall shouted in unison, and the sound was like thunder.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect below all turned pale, their hands and feet were cold, and the word "dang punishment" echoed in their minds, and a storm broke off in their hearts, and finally they all turned into death-like silence.

"Law Enforcement Palace, elders, all of them will kill the sect master...

This must be the most incredible scene in the history of Qingyun Sect, the most incredible sect competition.

And Bai Wuji's face was clear, gloomy as water, but he was silent, and seemed to acquiesce in his crime... In fact, he didn't hear anything else in his ears at the moment, except for the louder and louder and more passionate dragon moans.

"Qin Hao!"

Leng Jiansheng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and smiled sadly, the aura on his body was a little sluggish, obviously shattering a sword shadow in his eyes, which hurt him a lot.

He let out a sigh of relief, his face condensed, his body straight, as he had begun, like a sword, and his eyes like swords, piercing into the black clouds above his head.

If that could be called a black cloud ... Then, a black giant hand poked down from the sky and slowly spread out, revealing two figures inside, presented in front of Leng Jiansheng, Bai Wuji, and also in front of everyone.

One pitch black, one forest white, black in the front, white in the back.

There was a gust of wind in the air, and the huge hand that was spread out squirmed, splitting it in half, one holding a black figure, aimed at Leng Jiansheng; The other figure holding a white figure is coldly and most quasi-white.

"You're here!" Leng Jiansheng's eyes burst out with a breathtaking killing intent, and the corners of his mouth were cold.

"Hehe, I'm here, are you ready for death?" The black figure spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Hmph, it's you who died... Qin Hao! Leng Jiansheng clenched the hilt of his sword, and his voice was like a cold wind floating out of the Nine Shadows, causing the air around him to freeze into ice ballast.

"Gollum!"

Someone swallowed a mouthful of spit.