Are you crazy?Madame, you are actually the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 128 Asgard Palace Master
"Why did the things in the young master's hands fall into the hands of this ordinary man in front of him?"

"It's indeed a little strange. No matter how you look at it, the person in front of you has no cultivation at all. Why does he hold the young master's things in his hand?"

"Could it be that the young master's death has something to do with him? I have sent a letter to the master and immediately notified the master. I believe the master will come soon!"

"We just need to follow him closely, maybe he will show his feet next, and it will prove that he is the murderer who killed the young master."

The two of them were wearing black veils, and they started to talk a lot. When they were free, they still didn't forget to follow Xiao Lingyun closely.

Just like this, they have been following Xiao Lingyun for dozens of miles, and Xiao Lingyun slowly brought them here, outside this remote village.

Unexpectedly, when they came here, the two black-clothed men were still holding on tightly and ran here.

Just when they were puzzled, suddenly, a golden light flashed in the eyes of one of them, and the killing intent swept from behind.

Just between breaths.

I saw a masked man in white robes landing here behind him, staring at him with very sharp eyes.

Clang~
Suddenly, he pulled out the long sword in his hand and took it out of its sheath.

A cold light passed first, fresh blood gushed out, and two heads fell to the ground.

The blood on the neck was still flowing, gradually flowing to the whole body, forming a pool of blood.

The two of them died for no apparent reason, their heads fell to the ground before they could even react.

Xiao Lingyun just snorted coldly, took back the long sword, and wanted to leave here.

But at this moment, I only felt an extremely majestic surging force sweeping in.

The innate spiritual power in Xiao Lingyun's body couldn't help but agitated, as if preparing for the upcoming surprise attack.

He used the idea in his mind to stabilize all his internal strength, and gradually dissipated the surging and majestic uneasy atmosphere.

A figure in front of him gradually descended from the void, facing right in front of Xiao Lingyun.

This person was tall and burly, with a handsome face, but Xiao Lingyun felt a little familiar, where had he seen it before?
He pondered for a while, and couldn't help thinking of the young master of Hualuo Xiangong who killed a few days ago. The two of them have 7 points of similar appearance.

It's just that the aura exuded by the young master Hualuoxiangong is very enchanting, like a male flirt, making people feel sick when they see it, but the person in front of them is quite different.

His aura is very majestic, with an incomparably thick aura covering Zhu's whole body, and there is also a misty colorful aura around him, he looks like a fairy who has descended to the world, with a fairy-like wind.

Now that he has noticed this, Xiao Lingyun has nothing to doubt in his heart. He has some similarities with the young master of Hualuo Immortal Palace, which is enough to show that this person came here just for this matter.

Maybe he guessed right, he is the Palace Master of Hualuo Xiangong.

According to rumors in the world, the master of the Flower Falling Immortal Palace has a small reputation because the skills he has practiced are extremely evil and can capture people's hearts. Everyone who has fought against him says that his skills can actually control people's emotions. Human emotions and desires can make people crazy.

And don't look at his appearance as a gentleman, sacred and inviolable.

But according to the rumors, it was said that he had to consume nearly ten women a day, if he didn't do this, the evil skills he practiced would fade away day by day.

For their own selfishness, all the good women and ordinary people died in their hands. They are really worse than animals.

The man glared at Xiao Lingyun angrily, his eyes filled with an extremely strong murderous intent, and his complexion was extremely cold.

"Boy, why do you have my son's things on you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Lingyun just snorted coldly, "Is there even a need to ask? I must have killed your stupid son."

As soon as he heard this, the man couldn't stop the overwhelming anger in his heart, he raised his hand and waved a palm.

In just an instant, the violent wind howled, and several violent hurricanes were blown in the void.

With this palm swung out, the incomparably majestic aura spread, and even the flowers, plants and trees around him were not spared, and they were uprooted by the ancient wind one after another.

But Xiao Lingyun was not afraid at all, he just pulled out the long sword lightly, and when he swung the long sword, he gestured a few more times, the mighty sword energy spread rapidly, and unexpectedly matched the sweeping slashing blows. collided together.

Don't!
Just when the sword energy and the palm strike collided with each other, the two erupted into a huge explosion composed of violent energy.

The entire battlefield was filled with dust, flying sand and rocks, strong winds howling, and dark clouds in the sky.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingyun couldn't help frowning, and said with emotion in his heart, the boss of Hualuo Xiangong still has some strength.

Seeing his cultivation base, it seems that at most he is only the ninth heaven in the realm of Tianyuan, so why can he take a blow from himself in the realm of vastness?
Moreover, his strength is comparable to that of the world sword fairy Yang Wuguo back then.

Even stronger than him, it seems that the person in front of him is not a waste.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Lingyun thought of the method in his mouth, using all his true energy to circulate.

Gather all the innate spiritual power in your hands, on this white sword.

But at this moment, I saw a very clear flute sound coming from a distance.

When the sound of the flute comes, it is rippling, high and low, which makes people feel refreshed.

The sound of the beautiful flute gradually became louder, but the dense dark clouds in the void spread a little, turning into a hazy mist.

After that, it began to rain gradually.

If you play the flute in the rain, you will definitely have murderous intentions.

This is a very sad and desolate dead atmosphere.

And if you take a closer look, you can find that the light rain that is falling is actually red like blood.

The rumored bloodbath?
Seeing this, Xiao Lingyun didn't care about falling into a sluggish state, so he hastily used his powerful innate spiritual power to cover himself under this protective mask, preventing any blood from falling on him.

L.

The continuous rain of blood hit Xiao Lingyun's protective mask bit by bit, but it didn't seem to have any effect on it.

However, a ball of steam suddenly rose from the man who had no innate vision.

Even the boss of the Whispering Immortal Palace also exerted its own powerful strength to resist the continuous rain of blood.

But when the blood rain hit him, he also reacted.

Could it be that the person who came here only shot at the man from the Whispering Immortal Palace?

Seeing this, Xiao Lingyun couldn't help being puzzled, very puzzled.

But if it was that man, he knew it well, his expression was taken aback, and he roared angrily, "The Raksha God Bagpipe!"

(End of this chapter)