Chapter 1125

A song of Xiaoyin bought people's heads, and the Thunder Demon Sword died tragically in Tianxing Pavilion.

The picture of Lin Yun holding a flute in one hand and a cold and arrogant head in the other is too shocking. So much so that everyone woke up after a long time, and their jaws were about to fall in shock.

Ben Thunder Demon Sword actually died like this?

Still in the Heavenly Star Pavilion, in front of everyone, Lin Yun took the head away.

I can't imagine the shock in everyone's hearts, just like no one can imagine the anger in the hearts of middle-aged fat people.

As shocking as this scene was, he was as angry as he was.

"Kill him!!"

A roar suddenly exploded, and the thunder exploded directly in everyone's ears, and many people were directly blown out of the seven holes on the spot, and they completely fainted.

Bang! Bang!

Several spirit arrays, which were already crumbling, shattered one after another under this roar. Holes were blasted into the walls, and countless displays were shattered like glass.

The crowd looked pale, with a look of horror in their eyes, and looked up.

But it was the middle-aged fat man holding the silver holy soldier, his face was pale, he was angry, and his face was directly blackened.

His anger and murderous intent were felt by everyone.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, one figure after another broke through the air, knocking out one hole after another in the dome of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, and chased after the funeral dude.

Most of those figures are masters of the Astral Realm, and there is even no shortage of Venerables of the Divine Pill Realm.

Such a battle can be said to be terrifying, but I am afraid that the funeral dude will kill someone, and he may not be able to get out of this Cangxuan Demon Domain.

The Heavenly Star Pavilion masters who are dispatched in groups, this can be said to be extremely rare in the Demon Domain, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will cause a sensation in the entire Cangxuan Mansion.

"Except for the Dharma Protector, the rest of the people, come with me!"

The middle-aged fat man had a silver spear in his hand, leading the rest of the people, and he was about to chase after Lin Yun with the others.

"Pavilion Master stays!"

Just when the middle-aged fat man was about to leave, Chu Tianhao led the elders of the Hanging King Hall to appear, he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, long hair and a shawl, and an extraordinary bearing.

The fat man waved his hand to let the others take a step first, and then sneered quite unkindly: "Young Master Chu, do you have any advice?"

Chu Tianhao was also extremely unhappy when he saw his holy soldier firmly grasped by the other party's hand. He remained silent and said calmly: "Tianxing Pavilion is a place to do business, and you have to talk about the rules when you do business, Boss Zhou, are you right?"

The middle-aged fat man said with a smile: "That's right, in terms of rules, my Tianxing Pavilion is definitely the number one in the Cangxuan Demon Domain." After all, Tianxing Pavilion is just a place to do business, and the rules must be the first. ”

Chu Tianhao said unhurriedly: "I came here to bid, did I abide by the rules of the Heavenly Star Pavilion." ”

The middle-aged fat man smiled predictively: "Of course, Master Chu has an extraordinary bearing, and I admire him quite a lot." You have just made the highest bid for this holy soldier, and my Heavenly Star Pavilion will definitely deliver it to you according to the rules. ”

When Chu Tianhao heard this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, his eyelids raised and he smiled: "Boss Zhou said well...... But I have to tell you what the rules are. Since the Ben Thunder Demon Sword is dead, of course, your Heavenly Star Pavilion is not qualified to auction this holy weapon, and the things have to be returned to its original owner. ”

Everyone gasped, this Chu Tianhao is also a ruthless person, it turns out that his purpose is here.

He didn't want to produce a single Star God Pill, and directly asked the holy soldiers back.

There is some truth in his words, Leng Ao died proudly, and the auction naturally could not continue. After all, this holy soldier was not from the Heavenly Star Pavilion from beginning to end, and they couldn't make the decision alone.

Otherwise, people are dead but things are still being filmed, and in the future, no one will dare to do business with Tianxing Pavilion.

The middle-aged fat man's face instantly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Young Master Chu, don't you think that anyone can ride on my Tianxing Pavilion's face now?"

Chu Tianhao's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Don't dare, it's just that the rules are here." ”

The middle-aged fat man was furious and scolded directly: "Let your mother's fart, Lao Tzu tell you what the rules are, the rules are that the funeral playboy will die tonight! Whoever kills the funeral playboy is the holy soldier, this is the rule!"

Thinking about it, this fat man was really angry tonight, and it was just a matter of being made by Lin Yun, and this Chu Tianhao was also posing in front of him. The anger could not be suppressed at all.

But in an instant, the entire Heavenly Star Pavilion shook, and on all floors, the doors of the boxes were pushed open.

"Whoever killed the funeral dude, whose holy soldier is it?"

Someone's eyes were burning and he wasn't quite sure.

"That's right, whoever can kill the funeral dude, this holy soldier is his. ”

The middle-aged fat man glanced at Chu Tianhao lightly, and said coldly: "If you can't think of the Star God Pill, you can kill the funeral dude, and talk to me about the rules, you are still very tender!"

There was no doubt that his words had caused a sensation in this Heavenly Star Pavilion, and one after another figures swept away like lightning.

Looking at the figure of the fat man leaving, Chu Tianhao took a long time to suppress his anger, and his face was unprecedentedly cold.

"Tianhao, what now?" asked an elder beside him.

Chu Tianhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Go and see, no matter what, you can't let the funeral dude leave alive." Don't let him die in the hands of Tianxing Pavilion, try to die in our hands, this guy who pretends to be a ghost should have died a long time ago. ”

In the private room where the Floating Cloud Sword Sect was located, Ye Ziling went and returned, and the disciples hurriedly said, "Senior sister, the Ben Thunder Demon Sword is dead!"

"I know. ”

Ye Ziling replied lightly, that guy almost died in front of her, and the entire private room was blown up by the sword intent.

Only the human head flew out of it, and she was stunned at the time, and only woke up when Lin Yun grabbed the other party's head.

"Senior sister, is this burial dude a member of our Floating Cloud Sword Sect?Now that the people of the entire Heavenly Star Pavilion are chasing and killing him, should we help?" a disciple asked.

Ye Ziling muttered: "The Floating Cloud Sword Sect doesn't have this person, but if you can, you can help, let's go!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the Tianxing Pavilion, which was still lively just now, became extremely deserted.

"There!"

As soon as he came out of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, Ye Ziling saw the silver figure, under the huge full moon. The figure was very eye-catching, he held a flute in one hand, and the head of the Thunder Demon Sword in the other, running wildly on the eaves of the training line.

His identity is very mysterious, and under the night, there are many afterimages.

But the guards of the Heavenly Star Pavilion also bit very tightly, and from time to time there were strong men in the Divine Pill Realm who made moves, although the burial of the playboy was wonderful, but the distance was getting closer and closer.

Can't leave!

Ye Ziling shook his head lightly, there are too many masters in the Divine Pill Realm, unless the burial dude is also a powerhouse in the Divine Pill Realm. Otherwise, there would be no way to leave at all, the foundation of the Heavenly Star Pavilion is still too strong in the Cangxuan Demon Domain.

No one dared to make trouble in the Heavenly Star Pavilion, because all the troublemakers were dead, and this was indeed not an empty sentence.

Suddenly.

The silver figure, on the eaves of the towering attic, stopped with the head of the Thunder Demon Sword.

Wow!

The chasing figures, with a look of surprise in their eyes, did not rush to make a move. They scattered in midair, silently, sealing all retreats.

Rub, rub, rub!

Countless figures took this opportunity to catch up, staring at Lin Yun's back with burning eyes.

"Get out of the way!"

The middle-aged fat man held the silver gun in his hand, pushed away the crowd with a gloomy face, and said with a gloomy smile: "Why don't you run? You continue to run? Can you walk out of the Heavenly Star Pavilion and out of the Cangxuan Demon Domain?"

"What is the Pavilion Master doing so angry?"

Lin Yun put away the head of the Ben Thunder Demon Sword and laughed softly: "The deal has already been done. ”

"A flute to change people's heads, that's not enough......"

The middle-aged fat man glanced at him, and the guards of the Star Monarch of the Heavenly Star Pavilion scattered around him immediately overwhelmed Lin Yun.

They each bloomed their visions in mid-air, like a goddess scattering flowers, blocking all the roads in front and behind, left and right.

With such a huge battle, even the Venerable of the Divine Pill Realm had to feel the terrifying pressure when he was in it.

What's more, this burial dude should not be Venerable, otherwise he would not have hunted the evil cultivators of the Star Monarch Realm.

Is this man going to die?

One after another, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, his expression was complicated, and some people were anxious. This fat man said that whoever killed the funeral dude was the master of the holy soldier, but his Tianxing Pavilion was surrounded by water, and others couldn't interfere at all.

Those masters of the Divine Pill Realm didn't move, and they seemed to be ready to kill the funeral dude with one blow.

But in fact, it is clearly to deter them as outsiders.

This is Tianxing Pavilion in Liwei, the person Tianxing Pavilion wants to kill will definitely die, and no one wants to interfere.

Thinking of the fat man's anger in the Heavenly Star Pavilion, the others really didn't dare to mess around, for fear of being killed by him in public to make an example.

"Not enough, let's do it again!"

Lin Yun muttered to himself softly and put the purple jade divine bamboo flute to his lips.

The middle-aged fat man frowned slightly, and he felt a terrible silence on Lin Yun's body, it was the silence of ten thousand voices, the silent death silence of heaven and earth, as if all the voices between heaven and earth were suppressed at this moment.

Feeling the horror of coming, it seems to be waiting for the prince to come, the son of heaven, to fall to the earth.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

The middle-aged fat man instantly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly spoke, but it was too late.

Under the round night, the sound of the flute is rising.

Rumble!

It's just that unlike last time, when Xiao Yin bloomed at this moment, the terrifying coercion on Lin Yun's body exploded, it was a coercion in the world.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the voice of a prince. The world was halved into two, and half of it bloomed under the sound of his flute.

Those Star Monarchs who rushed to the front suffered unimaginable blows in an instant, and Xiao Yin hit them like a mountain peak.

Bang! Bang!

The earth-shattering loud noise came in mid-air continuously, and one after another, huge holes appeared in the chests of human figures.

Like a kite with a broken string, it was caught off guard under the sound of the flute that fused with the sword intent.

Most of the rest of them are masters of the Astral Realm, although they have not made it to the Star Monarch List. But the cultivation background is extremely profound, and in his lifetime, he still has a great chance to enter the Divine Pill Realm.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to be recruited into the Heavenly Star Pavilion.

But they felt an inexplicable fear for no reason, a terrible chill, which spread wildly under this full moon.

They looked up, and the silver figure slowly closed its eyes at some point.

I asked, "Where do the flowers come from?"

Before everyone could react, a heavenly flute sounded in their ears, as if someone was whispering in their ears.

But when you look closely, there is no whisper, no eaves, and even the sound of the flute is hidden.

Only the flowers do not stop, one by one, leaf by leaf, under the moonlight, into a sea.

I asked, where do the flowers come from?

Who dares to answer!