Chapter 112: Will the Layout of the Master Be Wrong?(2500 Words Chapter, Ask for Subscription)
Qin Manyun's eyes lit up slightly, and he hurriedly said, "So you have found traces of this group of demons?"
The Great Elder nodded and said, "The target of this group of demons seems to be Lingyun Immortal Pavilion, I don't know why, they seem to have decided that the Falling Demon Sword is in Lingyun Immortal Pavilion. ”
"Lingyun Immortal Pavilion?" Luo Shiyu's eyebrows raised slightly, and he guessed: "Could it be that Lingyun Immortal Pavilion knew the intentions of these demons, so he deliberately lured the demons over, so as to share the worries of the masters, and then express himself." ”
The Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You say that, it makes sense!"
Qin Manyun also frowned slightly, "What you say is indeed reasonable!"
"Then what are you waiting for, we have to hurry, the opportunity for meritorious service is just around the corner!" The second elder was anxious and ready to set off at any time.
"That's right, don't hesitate, let's go immediately!" The other three elders hurried away at the same time, "I'll go!"
......
Lingyun Immortal Pavilion.
An aura of murder pervaded.
All the disciples had incomparably apprehensive on their faces, and they looked into the distance from time to time, their eyes full of horror.
Lin Mufeng stood on top of the main hall, looking at the sky in the distance, his eyes were deep, and his face was extremely complicated.
At this time, the sun was setting, and the sky was already a little overcast.
In the sky, there was also a thick layer of dark clouds, which seemed to be about to fall, making the sky darker, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped the audience.
At this time, a disciple flew over in a panic and said angrily: "Pavilion, Pavilion Master, Xuanyue Sect...... Destroyed!"
The faces of all the disciples changed in unison, and they became even more restless.
The Great Elder's face was heavy, and he said to Lin Mufeng, "Pavilion Master, are we really not going to ask the master for help?"
Lin Mufeng took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "The master can calculate everything, and all things are naturally under his control, if he wants to help us, he will naturally help, and if we ask for it, it will disturb his life, and I am afraid it will dislike him." ”
The Great Elder smiled bitterly and continued, "Those demons are clearly here for the Demon Sword, why should we do this?"
"Do you know what a chess piece is?" Lin Mufeng looked at the Great Elder and said in a deep voice: "As a chess piece, you must have the consciousness of a chess piece, this every step is not for me to choose, but to see how the master goes!"
The Great Elder opened his mouth, but was finally speechless.
He and the other two elders glanced at each other, then at Lin Qingyun, and the four of them shook their heads silently, their eyes full of helplessness.
Although they are also full of awe of the masters, they are not like Lin Mufeng, who has reached the point of being brainless.
How did the Pavilion Master become like this?
They couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
It seems that since the last time he visited the master, the pavilion master would go to play chess with the Tianyan Daoist who was also a little stupid from time to time, and since then, the most muttered in his mouth is the eight words heaven and earth for chess and I for chess pieces.
I'm stunned!
Pavilion master, this is a demon!
Trample!
Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden crisp sound, which seemed to be a heavy footstep, knocking heavily on everyone's hearts.
The sky suddenly plunged into even thicker darkness!
The faces of the three elders turned white at the same time, and their hearts were full of uneasiness, "It's over, it's over, they're here!"
Lin Qingyun sighed slightly, and prayed in his heart, "I hope the masters will not treat us as outcasts." ”
Stomp, stomp!
One figure after another appeared in the darkness, and in the silence of the night, in addition to the sound of footsteps, there was also a cruel chuckle.
In the darkness, a tall figure slowly walked out.
The figure was draped in a black robe, its eyes were scarlet, a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corners of its mouth, and its hands were crossed in front of it, so thick that each joint seemed to bulge outward.
A hoarse voice came out of his mouth, "Found it, the smell of the Falling Demon Sword." ”
Eight sects were wiped out along the way, and today I finally found the right master!
The black-robed man raised his head slightly, his eyes passed through the night, and fell sharply on Lin Mufeng's body.
Lin Mufeng was not afraid, stood in the main hall, and greeted the black-robed man with hot eyes.
"Oh, in the early days of distinguishing between gods, how did you have the confidence to dare to argue with me?"
An extremely cold voice came out of the black-robed man's mouth, and his body rose into the air, as if it had no weight, floating in the void with the wind, until it came to the sky above the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion.
Lin Mufeng said in a condensed voice: "Set up the formation!"
Suddenly, all the disciples of the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion, including the elders, all the spiritual power in their bodies poured out, and these spiritual powers were condensed on the ground of the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion, and in an instant, the brilliance was released, and a spiritual power light shield was formed in the void, guarding the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion in it.
"I can't help myself!" the black-robed man sneered, raised his hands slightly, and the endless black qi in the void gathered in his palm, and these black qi became thicker and thicker, and gradually began to make the sound of ghosts crying and howling.
In the end, the black-robed people seemed to have turned into a black ball as black as ink, and the depth of this black almost overshadowed the darkness of the night, making people frightened when they saw it.
With the finger of the black-robed man's one hand, those black qi suddenly turned into a long black line, which shot out from his finger and stabbed straight at the light mask.
"Po"
Like a needle and thread piercing a balloon, Lingyun Immortal Pavilion's formation collapsed in an instant, without the slightest power to resist.
All the disciples' faces turned dark, they spat out a mouthful of blood, their eyes suddenly withered, and their hearts were terrified to the extreme.
It's too strong, the strength of this black-robed man is beyond imagination!
The black-robed man raised his hand and waved, and those black qi immediately condensed into a black hand, lifted Lin Mufeng up, and said coldly: "Where is the Falling Demon Sword?"
Lin Mufeng said toughly: "You are not qualified to know!"
The black-robed man's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes became more and more cold, "Look for death!"
At this moment, in the distant darkness, there was a sudden sound of the piano!
These piano sounds seemed to turn into substance, causing the void to ripple one after another, winding towards the black-robed man!
Around the black-robed man, those black qi instantly faded and began to tremble.
"Bold Demon, don't you want to be caught?" the Great Elder's cold voice came, and a group of eight people appeared in everyone's field of vision with the light in control.
Like a savior who appeared in despair, the immortal aura was like dust, and the spiritual power was surging, exuding brilliance.
"I know, I know!" Lin Mufeng's face suddenly appeared with ecstasy, "The master has no omission, he has already laid out everything, stable, too stable!"
The five elders looked at the black-robed man, their faces were extremely solemn, and their hands kept stroking the qin, and the sound of the qin became even more urgent, breaking the silence of the night.
"Noise!"
The black-robed man's face was extremely gloomy, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, his whole body in the black robe agitated, his hands were raised suddenly, and in his palm, he held a string of small bells, which shook with the wind, and also made a soft sound.
"Jingle bell. ”
The demonic energy suddenly surged like a tide, I don't know if it was an illusion, this small bell sound actually overshadowed those piano sounds, making the people who heard it in a trance and feeling dizzy.
Endless demonic energy converged in the void into a huge black skull, with its mouth wide open, looking up to the sky and roaring!
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sun and moon were dark.
The black qi overflowed, and the five elders who were still playing the piano just now trembled all over, and they all fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.
The eight people came and fell quickly, and in just a few breaths before and after, they had already fallen to the ground, looking at the black-robed man with a frightened face.
The joy on Lin Mufeng's face had disappeared without a trace, and he was extremely stunned.
What's going on? The helpers of the master's layout this time are inevitably a little too different.
Isn't it the layout of the masters...... Will it go wrong too?
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