The Yueyu Tower was already torn apart at this time, and the terrifying Yuan Force Storm was surging in this building like a fairyland on earth, and the remnants of the evil path made the surrounding cultivators tremble.

The monks of the entire Lonely Moon City had already set their eyes on the Moon Jade Tower, feeling the terrifying fluctuation of Yuan Force in it, and their complexions changed greatly.

In the center of the lonely night city, a golden mansion stands here, luxurious as a palace, atmospheric but not elegant.

Above the gate of the mansion, the three big characters of "City Lord's Mansion" are particularly eye-catching, as if they contain a trace of imperial charm, so that the passing crowd can take a look at it and be in awe of the owner of this mansion.

At this moment, on a platform in the City Lord's Mansion, a middle-aged man in a golden robe was sitting cross-legged, sitting opposite a young man and drinking, his face was very kind, as if he was flattering.

The temperament of this young man is as dreamy as the moon. He was covered in a long shirt with snow and long black hair hanging down his shoulders and tied with a hairpin of a white crescent moon.

Looking at the young man's face again, his skin was as white as snow, like a woman, and his delicate face showed a perfect side face in the moonlight.

The hands are even more slender and clean, the moonlight seems to be dancing in the palms, and the temperament of a scholar is revealed, which makes people feel good.

If this scene were seen by the monks outside, they would have been shocked.

The city lord of Lonely Moon City, Gu Hong, a powerful figure at the peak of the Triple Transformation Saint, actually wants to be courteous to a junior, which is too unreasonable.

"Bai Gongzi, the matter of Yueyulou, my City Lord's Mansion really doesn't know. Gu Hong's voice was low, and he got up and poured a glass of good wine for the young man in front of him.

"Hmm. The young man just passed by, his eyes did not stay in front of him, but looked at the towering Yueyu Tower from afar, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.

............

The battle in the Yueyu Tower was still going on, the big yellow cat was lying quietly on the side of the platform, watching Mu Bai and the others circulate, it had no intention of making a move, since Donghuang Daogu could hear something from the sound of the qin, it was best for him to find clues.

Murong Ming sat in the void, and the sound of the Zheng Zheng piano poured down like a raging storm, and the wisps of sound waves were incomparably strong, instantly invading the minds of Mu Bai and the others.

In an instant, Mu Bai's primordial spirit seemed to be out of his control, and became violent and disordered, but the four of them still stood quietly in place, each of them closed their eyes, chanting their own ancient scriptures, resisting the impact.

"You all deserve to die, give me death!" Murong Ming's face was hideous, his eyes were already full of hatred, and he was about to kill Mu Bai and the four of them to avenge his son.

Moreover, when he saw the leopard on the side being crushed, his heart trembled violently, and he even had the intention of leaving. The leopard who burned his life to reach the Ninefold Transformation Saint was just a palm, and he would inevitably only be even more embarrassed.

But the big yellow cat was lying on the spot so leisurely, and he didn't have any intention of making a move, and letting the four lowly juniors entangle with him was simply an insult to his red fruit, which made him even more angry in his heart!

"Since you dare to do this, this seat, let you regret it, and give it to my son to be buried!" Murong Ming was almost crazy, even Murong Zhifan on the side felt frightened, and he sensed the strong killing intent on his father's body, and the whole person was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

He was uneasy, because he knew very well how his father was a person, showing such a madness, that was to kill Mu Bai and the others, and at the same time, he was not spared!

When Murong Ming played the piano, there seemed to be a magic power on his body, which was natural, and the bright full moon above his head complemented each other, and they were all integrated into this moonlit night!

The sound of the piano permeates the heavens and the earth, as if playing the heavenly sound of the Great Dao, suppressing all the sounds, accompanied by the brilliance of the full moon, with an indescribable charm.

The sound of the piano echoed, violent and crazy, and instantly brought the four of Mu Bai into a wonderful artistic conception, which they couldn't resist, even Mu Bai, the strength of the Yuan Shen cultivation was incomparable, and he still couldn't compete.

There is no suspense in this kind of battle, and the reason why Mu Bai and the others are trying is just to let the Eastern Emperor Dao Gu feel the familiarity and find a clue.

The higher the realm of a cultivator's cultivation, the greater the gap between each small realm, the gap between the power of the fourfold transformation saint and the cultivation of blood in the realm of refining my own path, and even the perfection of his Tibetan Divine Dao realm, is like heaven and earth, how much time does it take to practice?

In the sound of the piano, there seems to be this crazy desire. Infiltrating into everyone's mind, it seems to bring them into another space, as if there is an invisible big hand clasping their body, feeling that the whole person, the whole space, is firmly imprisoned by that big hand.

There was an illusion in Mu Bai's mind, his body seemed to be locked by someone, and then he fell into a bottomless abyss, dark and cold, never ending the fall, so that his spirit was violently shaken, standing in place, he couldn't help but snort, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

Even Murong Zhifan was shrouded in this qin sound, as if he was swallowed by a netherworld, the whole person's soul trembled wildly, and almost fell directly, fortunately, the big yellow cat was rescued in the end, otherwise he would definitely be scattered in this qin sound.

Yueyulou, one after another cracks opened rapidly, and finally, in this stormy piano music, it collapsed, raising thousands of feet of smoke and dust.

The entire land of Lonely Moon City shook violently, and everyone felt this terrifying even, looking at the direction of the Moon Jade Tower, they could only see the sand and dust of the earth flying again.

"This ......" In the city lord's mansion, Gu Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Yueyu Tower collapsed, which shocked his heart.

Although the Moon Jade Tower is not under his jurisdiction, it is only the territory of the Murong family, but after all, it is a representative of the Lonely Moon City on the south side of the Borderland, and if it is destroyed at this time, it will inevitably affect the situation of the entire Lonely Moon City, which he does not want to see.

At the same time, the violent sound of the piano poured out, reaching the ears of every cultivator in the city, and everyone was like being struck by lightning, and their expressions turned pale.

Gu Hong naturally heard it, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. Murong Ming can play the piano, and there is such a strong piano music, he didn't even know this news at all!

"The song is a good song, but it's a pity that people's hearts are in turmoil, and the magic barrier was planted in the song early, waiting for him to be confused, so, defeated, and people died. The young man closed his eyes and shook his head, but his eyes were still looking over there.

(End of chapter)