Soaring Court

Because the mountains are extremely high and point to the sky, the full moon in the night sky is extraordinarily bright, and the stars are also unusually shining.

Even if the disciples of Ling Xiao Pavilion didn't light the lamp, they wouldn't be able to see the road clearly.

Of course, if you want to count the hairs on your face, you still have to look closer, or wait until the next day.

The night always evokes the desires of the day, which people hide in the light, and among them are the indescribable things.

Some are legitimate, others are unspeakable.

However, no one noticed that the stars in the sky were being stolen by the darkness, and the bright night sky was gradually becoming darker.

Until the bright moon disappeared, there was a thunderous roar above the Lingxiao Pavilion.

Boom!

A silver-white thunderbolt suddenly fell, slashing straight at the main hall of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Bang!

In just a moment, the main hall pushed the golden mountain, poured the jade pillar, collapsed violently, the stone tiles splashed, and the fire soared into the sky.

Whether it was Yuntian Palace, Baihua Valley, or the people of Lingxiao Pavilion, they were all shocked by this sudden explosion.

Wen Hua, who was originally about to rest, immediately rushed out of the guest house after hearing this thunder, raising his head and staring at the night sky.

The moon is clear tonight, and the sky is clear during the day, how can there be thunderous fury?

Even if there is thunder, why did it appear in Lingxiao Pavilion by coincidence?

Then there is only one explanation, this condensed thunder is the same as last time, it is controlled by someone and deliberately.

Last time, I wanted to save Mu Wanfeng, but what is it for this time?

Wen Hua wanted to fly up and see what the hell was sacred, but the thunder, as usual, kept falling, and he didn't dare to approach.

More and more people heard the movement and ran out of the room in panic, staring blankly at the lightning that was approaching.

There is a distance between the guest house and the main hall, so the people of Baihua Valley and Yuntian Palace were not affected by the thunder.

And there are quite a few people in Lingxiao Pavilion, whose cultivation realm is low, and they can't dodge in time, and they are annihilated in the thunder.

Unlike last time, the range of thunder is smaller, so the thunder is also unusually dense. Almost every ten zhang, there is a thunderbolt that strikes, which makes people overwhelmed.

First, ordinary disciples suffered, and then even a few elders didn't have time to dodge, and they died on the spot.

Obviously, the person behind him was coming for Ling Xiao Pavilion and was deliberately controlling the thunder potential.

Before figuring out the identity of the other party, Wen Hua chose Mingzhe to protect himself and told the people of Baihua Valley not to move casually.

This kind of means of turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain is not something he can fight.

As more and more people died, Lingxiao Pavilion was in chaos for a while, but Kong Ye, who was the pavilion master, was never seen.

When an elder saw Ruan Hongyu, he immediately grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and asked angrily, "Where is the pavilion master?"

Ruan Hongyu was a little stunned by the thunder, and replied blankly: "I don't know either." ”

The elder was angry, such a big thing had happened, and the pavilion master couldn't find anyone.

Click!

At this time, a thunderbolt happened to pass by, which frightened the two of them to stand on end, and they hurriedly stared at the sky on alert.

The elder gritted his teeth, let go of Ruan Hongyu, and went to dismiss the ordinary disciples.

Ruan Hongyu wiped the saliva from his face, seemed to think of something, and immediately ran towards the attic on the edge of the cliff.

in the attic

Xiang Xuelan closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, pursed her lips, felt the burning breath spraying on her face, and only wanted to gag.

She never thought that one day, just smelling someone would make her feel like life was worse than death.

Kong Ye smelled the fragrance of the room, his body was hot, and his breath was short.

The person who thinks about it for a long time, at this time, the face that can be broken by blowing is also within reach, and he almost didn't suppress the gun, and the future generations were trembling.

Just when his mouth was about to be pressed against Xiang Xuelan's lips, there was a sudden bang downstairs, and the door was kicked open.

Kong Ye's body froze, and he was almost a little bit done.

An awe-inspiring killing force suddenly burst out from his body.

Whoever disturbed his good deeds, he decided to cut it with a thousand knives.

"Master!

Kong Ye's hurried shout, trying his best to suppress the evil fire in his abdomen, and the anger in his heart, got up and glanced at Xiang Xuelan, and went downstairs.

He stared at Ruan Hongyu with cold eyes, and did not hide the killing intent in his heart.

Ruan Hongyu shuddered, it was obvious that if he didn't say that he was ugly, even if he was a personal disciple, it was estimated that he would not be able to escape death.

He hurriedly stubbornly said: "Master, something happened, there was a lot of thunder on the side of the main hall, and many people have died, and the casualties are still increasing. ”

"Thunder?"

It was a matter of the entire Lingxiao Pavilion, no matter what it was, it had to be put aside first, Kong Ye no longer cared about it, and asked, "What's going on?"

Ruan Hongyu said: "The disciple doesn't know, the main hall is suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder continues to fall......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed that there was no one in front of him.

As soon as Kong Ye came out of the attic, he heard a continuous roar, thunder fell in the direction of the main hall, and the scope of the fire continued to expand, bringing billowing smoke.

Like Wen Hua, he immediately thought of the scene in Qingfeng Gorge, so he no longer hesitated and went straight to the main hall.

But when he arrived, the thunder was nearing its end, and there were only sporadic lightning streams in the dark clouds.

He flew up to the sky, looked left and right, but did not see any figure, the mysterious man had already flown into the dark.

"Ahh

He was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared, but no one answered.

Next, Ling Xiao Pavilion went over and over again, conducting useless investigations.

Although after the rescue and guidance of the elders, there were not many dead and injured people, but everyone's hearts were shrouded in a layer of haze, and they were destined to be sleepless all night.

By the time the fire on the hill was extinguished, it was already late at night.

Kong Ye had a gloomy face, standing among the ruins, smelling the scorching smell in the air, and the green tendons on his forehead stood out.

There is one less Mu Wanfeng and one more mysterious person, and it seems that there are always people who are against themselves.

After such a fuss, he also lost the mood to spend the night together in the attic.

After the arrangement was perfected, he found Wen Hua and Lu Qingquan and asked if the two had found anything.

The answers of the two are similar, but the general meaning is very clear, I don't know.

Compared to the mysterious man, Wen Hua seemed to care more about Kong Ye, and from the time he appeared to the time he left, his eyes kept looking at him.

He was silent for a long time before he said, "I wonder if Lu Daoyou can see anything?"

Lu Qingquan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Didn't you just say that you didn't find anything?"

Wen Hua shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about a mysterious person, but Kong Ye." ”

Lu Qingquan thought for a while, frowned, and said, "What do you mean by this?"

Wen Hua squinted his eyes and said, "Although he tried his best to hide it, I still vaguely noticed that the aura on his body was different from the day before, it seemed to be ...... Broke through the ......"