At that time, not only did the sky gradually darken, like twilight, the wind also became more and more fierce, the bamboo forest in the wind seemed to stir the strings of the zither like a rustle, the air whirred, the sleeves were blowing and dancing with the wind.

South Temple.

The furnishings in the guest room are also quite simple, with a red sandalwood table and a purple sand Yundian pot. The beds on both sides are neatly lit with moon-white bedding. On the wall is a life-size portrait of a scroll, and there is no ink in the air.

Everyone chose a seat to sit down, Ning Xun'er called the pulse for me, and then took out the medicine box, and played with it, "Fortunately, the injury of the water is only on the surface of the skin, and the muscles and bones are not moved, only the herbs are applied, and it will be enough to recuperate for a while." ”

I nodded, and Song Zitang on one side suddenly said, "I'm a little hungry, aren't you hungry?" ”

Han Yuan sighed pitifully, "Why aren't you hungry, I really want to teach the game I prepared last time......"

Lin Hao poured tea for us, "I can't go out now, let's drink some water first." ”

Everyone was sluggish, and I sneered, "It's really useless together, look at me, did I say I'm hungry?" ”

Before the words fell, there was a silence, and the lower abdomen suddenly sang about the empty city plan.

Belch......

I twitched the corners of my mouth, everyone laughed, Lin Hao didn't look over, didn't say a word, I adjusted back to my emotions, and explained with a shameful face, "It told me that it was very full, so don't worry." ”

"Click!"

Everyone was laughing, and the sudden crisp sound intercepted the conversation, everyone was shocked, I listened for a moment, and said with relief, "It's okay, it's the bamboo forest that the wind blows down." ”

At that time, the wind was blowing outside the window, but the candle flame in the window was burning steadily.

Everyone gathered under the candle flame, with different expressions, and was silent for a long time, no one knew what to say, Lin Hao suddenly got up, "I'll go and have a look." ”

Han Kite followed closely, "I'll go too." ”

"You ...... Hey, don't ......" I couldn't stop persuading, so I had to get up and follow, and the five of us went out together.

At that time, it was completely impossible to distinguish between day and night outside the house, and the dark clouds covered the moon on the day of ink. Standing on the high platform of Xiwu, there is a whistling wind in all directions, and the surrounding bamboo forests are squirming non-stop, as if the guzheng has been quickly disrupted, playing a song and ambushing on all sides, and in an instant, the sand and stones have been flying under the feet.

I stretched out my hand, let the wind sweep by, and felt an inexplicable breath, indescribable, but I felt that the surroundings were volatile, as if something was brewing to break out.

Ning Xun'er carried a lantern, and the faint light was also roared by the wind, trembling and swaying.

My hair was raised and messed up in the air, and every now and then it was on my face, and the cold wind touched the bare parts of my skin, like a knife hurting.

There was a thick fog all around, and it was impossible to see the palace buildings in the distance.

"I said, we're ...... What's the matter......" Han Yuan was only wearing thin clothes, and at the moment she was attacked by the strong wind, wrapped very tightly, "Where are you going?" ”

I thought for a moment and said to everyone, "I don't know the situation at the moment, and it seems a little abrupt to leave the south hall in a daze, but ......"

Coax!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang that suddenly broke out, and everyone looked around in panic, but they saw that there was a fire in the far away west hall!

Before we could guess what was going on, the fire spread rapidly, and a large cluster of flames in the center rose into the sky, breaking through the sky!

This, this, this!?

Everyone was so frightened that they retreated, and Song Zitang reacted, and without saying a word, he was about to rush to the west hall.

I hurriedly grabbed her, my heart was complicated, panic and anxiety were corrected. The voice was broken in the wind, "Song Zitang! Master explained that we must not leave the South Hall, otherwise there will be danger! I know you're anxious, but you can't pass it plainly, it's in vain! ”

"Yes, it's not too late for us to wait for the head of the sect to come back before making a decision, I don't know what's going on at the moment, what's the use of going?" Ning Xun'er was about to turn around as she spoke, "Let's go back to the house......

Song Zitang's expression was flustered and anxious, "My master is in the West Hall, as a disciple and a relative, but he stands by and watches, I can't!" ”

Then I didn't allow everyone to react, I suddenly broke free of me, and flew down the steps, I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shouted, "Song Zitang, you wait, everyone go together, there must be a response!" ”

A group of five people hurried to the west hall.

I thought that I had been here for so long, and I was already very familiar with Penglai, but now under this strange sky, I was completely disoriented, and I could only follow Ning Xun'er and them all the way in a daze, stepping on the dead branches and leaves broken by the wind from time to time, and my cheeks were almost unconscious in the cold.

When he approached the righteous path of the West Hall, he saw countless disciples rushing out of the side door in a panic, pushing and shoving. All of them looked panicked, as if they were running for their lives, and when they saw that a few of us did not dodge or dodge, but met us, it was like a ghost.

Song Zitang grabbed a female disciple and asked, "What's going on now?" Master......"

"There's a demon, a demon! Come on! ”

The female disciple's face was pale, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a complete sentence, leaving only fragmented sentences, and the whole person crawled to the ground and fled with the group.

A few of us glanced at each other, drew our swords out of their sheaths, and rushed back and forth into the west hall with the main entrance wide open.

Rao had already foreseen it, and the bloody scene still shocked everyone.

Eleven white-clothed disciples, including Xu Feng and Senior Brother, were surrounding a black-robed man and fighting, the magic weapons were ringing one after another, and the palace was burning behind him, while the remaining five were dealing with the disciples of the same sect, and the swords and swords were chaotic.

Looking closely at those fellow disciples, at the moment, their faces were pale, their scarlet tongues were long, and they thought they were unconscious, but their strength was amazing, although the disciples of the Gong Gong were the leaders of Penglai, but taking into account the feelings of the same disciples, it seemed that they never dared to kill them, and those puppets who were controlled did not feel pain, so that they had broken limbs, or they were still fighting, and the platform of the battle circle was full of corpses of broken limbs, and the blood flowed into a beach. The huge western hall was filled with thick blood, like hell.

The black-robed man in the center jumped up one by one, floating in the air, and then slashed down in the air, and the disciples did not dare to face it head-on, they dodged one after another, and after the loud and heavy sound, the ground cracked like a deep valley.

Lin Hao muttered, "So powerful...... Demons? ”

I was almost stunned in place. This trick is extremely simple, but its power is terrifying, and I inexplicably thought of Jing San in the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, and it seems that the power of that instant kill can be compared to it.

Who is this black-robed man?

"Array!" The senior brother shouted, summoned all the rest of the disciples, everyone quickly withdrew from the fighting circle, gathered in one place, strode into the shape of a goshawk, and then everyone pointed at one side of the sword, heard the senior brother shout an order, but saw the white-clothed sword dance, chanting a spell in his mouth, the sword qi suddenly burst out, intertwined in one place, condensed into a huge magic circle in the dark night, and the runes were overflowing.

The black-robed man did not dodge or dodge, and the laughter that suddenly rose up seemed to be extraterrestrial at this moment, "I remember that there are twelve disciples of Penglai Chuangong, why is there one missing, isn't it that you are dead in internal fighting?" ”

As soon as these words came out, I was secretly shocked in my heart, the original master had rushed to the east hall, because the disciple Liu Qingzhi was poisoned for no reason, and he hurt people in a violent way, and he was killed in desperation, but how could he be so clear about such an obscure thing?

It seems that somewhere, faintly wrong......

The man's laughter gradually stopped, and he raised his hand to make a strange symbol, and those disciples who had lost their divine sense screamed one after another, and then a stream of blood broke out of their bodies!

The countless pooled blood streams turned into a barrier in the air under the man's control, and they faced the magic circle formed by the eleven disciples of the senior brother and their eleven disciples with swordsmanship.

Rumble!

Two huge forces collided in the air, whether it was the magic circle or the sea of blood, they were all shattered in an instant, the ground of the entire east hall trembled slightly, and the blood mist in the sky covered the golden light of the magic circle that was gradually fading and dim, and when the blood fell, the sword array also returned to nothingness.

The disciples who had exhausted their essence fell one by one twisted, dead without blinking their eyes.

The senior brother's face was already pale, and he looked coldly at the man who was walking slowly, and squeezed out two words between his teeth, "Despicable." ”

The man's wide black robe flew in the air, stepping on the pool of blood step by step, walking slowly, his self-satisfied appearance did not seem to be fighting at all, proudly looking down at those stumps and broken remains, like a demon tempered by hell, and stroked his palms and said, "I am happy to watch the cannibalism of the same family." The older generation of Penglai is gone, let you half-grown chicks be sent to death. Qin Jian's words are here today, hand over the scene and do not leave, otherwise it will ......" He lightly gestured to kill.

No one dared to answer his words, it was obviously supposed to be a battle scene, but it maintained a strange dead silence, Han Kite on the right suddenly trembled, and whispered in his mouth, "...... Qin Jian?! ”

Lin Hao and I have been holding the sword tightly, ready to make a move from the black-robed man who cultivated to terror at any time, and when I heard her mention it, I couldn't help but wonder, "What, do you know him?" ”

Han Yuan kept staring at the stalemate in front of him, frowning solemnly, "How can you not recognize it, the head of the Sacred Domain Demon, the Blood Demon." ”

Bloodseeker?

I closed my eyes, and suddenly I thought of something, and a chill instantly spread through my body.

This Qin Jian, isn't it a character mentioned by Bao Le when he was in Taiping Town, sacrificing boys and girls just to make him born? Seeing that he made a move at the right time, he was really ruthless, and as his name suggested, he controlled everything......

"I want to be wild in my Penglai, but I'm afraid that Your Excellency has that heart and no ability!" The senior brother interrupted his snort, and as soon as his words fell, the rest of the disciples flew forward in an instant, and once again entangled with the blood demon Qin Jian.

"Shall we help?" I asked.

Such hesitation is not because of the tragic death of the disciples under the blood demon in the West Palace, but his cultivation is really terrifying, I am afraid that we will not be able to help the senior brother, and if we are not careful, we will teach Qin Jian to coerce him, and it will be even more chaotic at that time.

"Lin Hao, I order you to leave the West Hall immediately and go to the Great Altar!" Senior Brother shouted from afar in the center of the encirclement, and the young man beside me looked very wrong, frowning, "Disciple ......"

"Hurry!"

Senior Brother Xu Feng's voice was almost out of tune, extremely anxious, they were worried about the safety of a few of us, but how could we be different, such a stalemate, how should we be good?

It's that everyone has no hands and sisters