Chapter 1322 I asked where did the flowers start?

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A song of Xiaoyin buys a human head, and Ben Lei Demon Sword tragically dies in Tianxing Pavilion.

Lin Yun held the flute in one hand, and the image of Leng Aoran’s head in the other was too shocking. So that everyone was shocked for a long time before they woke up, and their jaws fell off in shock.

Ben Lei Demon Sword died like this?

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

I can’t imagine the shock in everyone’s hearts, just like the anger in the middle-aged fat man’s heart that no one can imagine.

How shocking this scene is, how angry he is.

“kill him!!”

A loud roar suddenly exploded, and the thunder thunder exploded directly in the ears of everyone for nine days. On the spot, many people were directly blown out of the seven holes and passed out completely.

boom! boom! boom!

Several spirit formations that were already crumbling, under this roar, shattered one after another. Holes in the walls exploded one after another, and countless displays shattered like glass.

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

But it was the middle-aged fat man holding the silver holy soldier, his face was blue, his anger was burning, and his face was abruptly blackened.

His anger and killing intent were felt by everyone.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Almost just as soon as his words fell, a group of figures burst into the sky, smashing the sky star pavilion’s dome one after another, and chasing towards the funeral boy.

Most of those figures are masters in the astral realm, and there are even venerables in the divine core realm.

Such a battle can be said to be terrifying, even if the funerer killed someone, he may not be able to get out of this Cangxuan Demon Realm.

The sky star pavilion masters dispatched in groups, this can be said to be extremely rare in the Demon Realm, I am afraid that it will be a sensation in the entire Cangxuan Palace soon.

“Except for the protector, the rest are waiting, come with me!”

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

“Pavilion Master stay!”

Just when the middle-aged fat man was about to leave, Chu Tianhao led the elders of the Xuanwang Palace to appear. He had sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome face, long hair and shawl, and he had an extraordinary bearing.

The fat man waved his hand to let the others take the first step, and immediately sneered rather unkindly: “Master Chu, what can I advise?”

Chu Tianhao saw his Saint Soldier and was firmly grasped by the opponent’s hand, also extremely unhappy. He calmly said, “The Tianxing Pavilion is a place for business. You have to follow the rules when you do business. Boss Zhou, are you right?”

The middle-aged fat man smiled and said: “That’s right, according to the rules, my Sky Star Pavilion is definitely ranked in the Cangxuan Demon Realm. After all, the Sky Star Pavilion is just a place for business, and the rules must be ranked first.”

Chu Tianhao said unhurriedly: “I’m here to bid, are there any rules for guarding the Tianxing Pavilion?”

The middle-aged fat man said with a dark smile: “Of course, Lord Chu is extraordinary, and I admire it. You just bid the highest price for this saint soldier, and my Tianxing Pavilion will definitely send it to you according to the rules.”

When Chu Tianhao heard the words, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyelids lifted and he smiled: “Boss Zhou said well…but I have to tell you what the rules are. Since Ben Lei Devil Sword is dead, of course you Tianxing Pavilion It is no longer eligible to auction this holy soldier, and the things must be returned to its original owner.”

Everyone took a deep breath. This Chu Tianhao was also a ruthless person. It turned out that his purpose was here.

He thought that without a single Star God Pill, he would directly call the Saint Soldier back.

There was some truth in what he said. Leng Aoran was dead, and naturally the auction couldn’t continue. After all, this holy soldier was not from the Tianxing Pavilion from beginning to end, and they still couldn’t decide alone.

Otherwise, people are still photographing things when they die, and no one dares to do business with Tianxing Pavilion in the future.

The middle-aged fat man’s expression turned gloomy in an instant, and he said coldly, “Master Chu, don’t you think anyone can ride on the face of my Tianxing Pavilion now?”

Chu Tianhao’s expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: “Don’t dare, it’s just the rules.”

The middle-aged fat man was furious and cursed directly: “Fuck your mother, I tell you what the rules are, the rules are that the funerer must die tonight! Whoever kills the funerer, whoever is the holy soldier, this is the rule! ”

Thinking of coming to this fat man tonight is really angry, it’s all about being tricked by Lin Yun, and this Chu Tianhao is also playing in front of him. The anger couldn’t be suppressed at all.

Immediately, the entire Tianxing Pavilion shook, and the doors of each box on each floor of the building were pushed open.

“Who killed the funeral boy, who owns the holy soldier?”

Someone’s eyes were burning, not sure.

“That’s right, as long as anyone can kill the Burial Boy, this holy soldier belongs to him.”

The middle-aged fat man glanced at Chu Tianhao faintly, and said coldly: “You can’t think of a star god pill. It will be done by killing the funeral boy. Tell me the rules, you are still very tender!”

Undoubtedly, his words caused a sensation in the Sky Star Pavilion, and the silhouettes fluttered across the sky like lightning.

Seeing the leaving figure of the fat man, it took Chu Tianhao a long time to suppress his anger, his expression colder than ever.

“Tianhao, what should I do now?” An elder asked by his side.

Chu Tianhao narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “Go and see, in any case, you can’t let the funeral boy go away 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 has long been Damn it.”

Ye Ziling went and returned to the private room where the Floating Cloud Sword Sect was located. The disciples quickly said, “Senior Sister, Ben Lei Demon Sword is dead!”

“I know.”

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

Only human heads flew out of it, and she was stunned at the time, and she woke up when Lin Yun held the opponent’s head.

“Senior Sister, is this playboy buried in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect in the end? Now the entire Sky Star Pavilion is chasing him, should we help?” A disciple asked.

Ye Ziling groaned: “The Floating Cloud Sword Sect does not have this number, but if you can, you can help and go! Let’s go out too.”

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

“there!”

As soon as he left the Tianxing Pavilion, Ye Ziling saw the silver figure under the huge full moon. The figure is very eye-catching. He has a flute in one hand and the head of the Thunder Demon Sword in one hand, running wildly on the eaves of the trained line.

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

But the guards of the Tianxing Pavilion bite very tightly. From time to time, there are strong people from the Divine Pill Realm. Although the funeral of the playboy is wonderful, the distance is getting closer and closer.

Can’t leave!

Ye Ziling shook his head slightly, there are too many masters in the god pill realm, unless the funer is also a strong person in the god pill realm. Otherwise, there would be no way to leave, the Heaven Star Pavilion’s background in the Cangxuan Demon Realm was still too powerful.

No one dared to make trouble in the Tianxing Pavilion, because all the troublemakers died. This is indeed not empty talk.

Sudden.

The silver figure stopped on the eaves of the lofty attic with the head of the man carrying the Thunder Demon Sword.

Wow!

The figures chasing after each other, the look in their eyes was uncertain, and there was no rush to make a move. They scattered in mid-air, and quietly sealed all retreats.

rub! rub! rub!

Countless figures all took advantage of this opportunity to catch up, staring scorchingly on Lin Yun’s back.

“Get out of the way!”

The middle-aged fat man held a silver gun, pushed away the crowd with a sullen face, and said with a gloomy smile: “Why didn’t you run? Are you going to keep running? Can you walk out of the Tianxing Pavilion and the Cangxuan Demon Realm? ?”

“What is the pavilion master doing so angry?”

Lin Yun put away the head of the Lei Demon Sword, and laughed softly: “The sale is over.”

“A Xiaoyin replaces the head? It’s not enough…”

The middle-aged fat man cast a wink, and the guards of the stars of the Tianxing Pavilion scattered around immediately rushed towards Lin Yun.

They bloomed their own visions in mid-air, like a goddess scattered flowers, sealing all the roads, front, back, left, and right.

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

What’s more, this burial boy should not be the venerable, otherwise he would not hunt down the evil cultivators in the Star Monarch realm.

Is this man dying?

One after another, eyes fell on Lin Yun, with complex expressions, and some people were impatient. The fat man said that who killed the funeral burial boy and who was the master of the Saint Soldier, but his Tianxing Pavilion was surrounded by water, and other people couldn’t intervene at all.

The masters of the Divine Pill Realm did not move, seemingly ready to take a blow to kill the funeral of the dude.

But in fact, it is clear that they are deterring outsiders like them.

This is where the Sky Star Pavilion is standing up, and anyone who the Sky Star Pavilion wants to kill will undoubtedly die, and no one should want to intervene.

Thinking of the fat man’s anger in the Tianxing Pavilion, others really didn’t dare to mess around, for fear that he would beheaded and killed in public.

“Not enough? Let’s have another song!”

Lin Yun muttered to himself softly, placing the purple jade god bamboo flute on his lips.

The middle-aged fat man frowned slightly, and he felt a terrible silence in Lin Yun. It was Wan Lai’s dying, the silent silence of the world, as if all the sounds in the world were suppressed at this moment.

Feeling the terrible coming, as if waiting for the arrival of the prince, the son of heaven, falling into the mortal world.

“Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!”

The middle-aged fat man noticed something was wrong in an instant and spoke quickly, but it was too late.

In the full night, the flute sounded.

boom!

It’s just different from last time. When the Xiaoyin was blooming at this moment, the terrifying coercion on Lin Yun burst out, it was a coercion in the world.

When he spoke, it was the voice of the prince. The world is split into two halves, half, blooming under the sound of his flute.

Those star monarchs who rushed to the front suffered an unimaginable blow instantly, and Xiaoyin hit their hearts like a mountain.

boom! boom! boom!

Loud noises were heard continuously in the air, and there were huge holes in the chest.

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

Most of the remaining people are masters in the astral realm, although they have not made it to the stars. But the cultivation base is extremely profound, and within a lifetime, there is still a great opportunity to enter the Divine Core Realm.

Otherwise, it is impossible to be recruited into the Tianxing Pavilion.

But they felt the inexplicable fear for no reason, there was a terrible chill, which was filled with craziness under the full moon.

They looked up, the silver figure did not know when, and slowly closed his eyes.

I asked, where do the flowers start?

Before everyone could react, the sound of a natural flute sounded in their ears, as if someone was whispering in their ears.

But when I looked intently, there was no whispering, no eaves, and even the sound of the flute disappeared.

Only the flowers bloomed, one by one, one leaf after another, turning into a sea under the moonlight.

I asked, where do the flowers start?

Who dares to answer!