Sun Hao's room.
"Well, drink some tea, and we'll play a song together later." Sun Hao said.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Huang Rumeng nodded with a happy expression.
She was about to sit down.
At this moment, his expression changed drastically.
"Damned evil race, how dare you wreak havoc in the city. You're courting death!"
Huang Rumeng was about to move.
She hurriedly withdrew her expression, and a trace of fear appeared on her face.
"No, not only the Evil Race, but also the Blood Demon Race!"
There's even an aura that's much stronger than mine. If I make a move rashly, I'm afraid I'll draw that person's attention!
"At that time, I will definitely not be a match for him! Young Master must make a move. If that's the case, Young Master's Dao Heart will definitely be damaged! "
"Absolutely not! Sigh, I can only protect the young master and not let anything happen to him! "
After some thought, Huang Rumeng made a decision.
She waved her right hand, and an invisible airwave enveloped the room, completely blocking out the sound of the outside world.
"Rumeng, I think I heard a scream just now. Did you hear it?" Sun Hao asked.
"Screams?"
Huang Rumeng pretended to be calm and listened attentively. Then, she shook her head. "Really? Young master! "
Sun Hao listened carefully for a while, and then smiled slightly, "It seems that I heard wrong. Come, drink tea. After drinking this cup, we will play the guqin!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
…
…
"It's over, it's over!"
Ning Mingzhi sat paralyzed on the ground, and his whole face was full of despair.
All around him, lantern-like eyes were staring at him.
The entire eighth floor was filled with endless screams. Very soon, it stopped abruptly.
The Young Master must have also died in the hands of the monster.
Now, he was the only one left.
"If I could cultivate, I wouldn't have fallen to such a state. I can't accept this!"
Ning Mingzhi held his head in his hands and curled up into a ball.
The next second.
He would be torn to pieces by these monsters.
Then, it would be divided and eaten by them, becoming a pile of dung for the monster.
"Howl …"
There was a roar.
All the monsters moved at the same time and pounced towards him.
"Ah …"
Ning Mingzhi let out a miserable scream.
The monster was about to pounce on Ning Mingzhi.
At this moment.
"Buzz …"
The sound of a zither could be heard.
The expressions of the monsters froze as the crimson glow in their eyes dimmed.
"Phew …"
The surrounding black mist evaporated.
"Howl …"
One of the monsters woke up and pounced in the direction of the sound.
The other monsters roared and followed.
"Buzz …"
The sound of the guqin continued.
The sound waves rushed toward the monster.
"Howl …"
The monster roared and struggled frantically, but it was unable to move an inch forward.
As the sound of the zither became more and more urgent.
The silhouette gradually quietened down.
They all fell to the ground.
Their bodies, like snow melting in boiling water, quickly melted into a pool of pus, flowing on the ground.
Ning Mingzhi's body trembled and screamed loudly.
He waited for a long time, but there was no pain of his body being torn apart.
He tried to open his eyes and was completely stunned by the scene before him.
"Dead? The monsters are all dead?"
"Could it be the zither music?"
Ning Mingzhi gathered his courage and walked around the Yuejun Inn.
He discovered that apart from the pus and stench on the ground, there were also corpses that had died tragically.
Finally, Ning Mingzhi stood outside Sun Hao's room, his eyes shining.
"This is the Young Master's room. It is intact. It seems that the Young Master is fine!"
"Using the sound of the zither to destroy the monsters and disperse the black mist, this strength is extremely powerful!"
"It seems that the Young Master is not a mortal at all, but a master of zither cultivation!"
"Not too early or too late, saving me at my most dangerous time. Mingzhi will never forget the Young Master's kindness!"
Ning Mingzhi muttered to himself, standing outside Sun Hao's room, wanting to knock on the door, but afraid of disturbing.
"Forget it, I will come and thank you next time!"
Ning Mingzhi walked back to his room and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He opened the window and looked into Jiangyang City, and his pupils shrank.
He saw that Jiangyang City had been completely shrouded in black mist.
There was an invisible air wave shrouding the Yuejun Inn where he was. Within two meters, the black mist could not get close.
"The Young Master is controlling the sound of the zither, and it did not spread out!"
"This strength, he must be a peerless master!"
"Why would a master like the Young Master give me a" Buddha Worship Painting "?"
Thinking like this, Ning Mingzhi opened the painting and began to look at it.
… …
… …
The competition venue.
Chen Dao Ming stared blankly at his right hand, and his whole person froze in place.
"Jie Jie …"
At this time, a strange laugh came.
A black shadow drifted erratically.
Finally, it turned into a man.
This man, half a skeleton face, half a human face, was ghastly and terrifying.
He was Xie Jun.
He took the jade bottle, opened the cap, and laughed after seeing what was inside.
"Haha …"
"It's really the Nine Revolutions Profound Spirit Pill, good stuff, good stuff!"
"This kind of thing should be enjoyed by me!"
After Xie Jun finished, he laughed again.
"Not good, he is from the puppet clan!"
"What? Puppet clan? Isn't he a member of the evil race? "
"Oh my God, the evil race is coming, run, help!"
After a moment of stupor, the cultivators in the audience were in chaos.
Many people, squeezing the crowd, ran out.
On the other side.
Liu Branch Leader looked at Xie Jun, his fat body trembling slightly.
On his face, there was a look of dread.
"Array!"
Liu Branch Leader plucked up his courage and shouted.
"Boom …"
Dozens of Jinjiawei around him moved together.
A golden light flew up from the Jinjiawei, forming a golden shield, covering Liu Branch Leader's body.
Subsequently, the Jinjiawei protected Liu Branch Leader and slowly retreated. There was no fighting intent at all.
For these, Xie Jun didn't care at all.
In his eyes, there was only the best Spirit Pill.
Chen Dao Ming looked at Xie Jun, and his joints cracked.
"The Young Master's things are not something you can rob, die!"
After speaking, Chen Dao Ming slowly pulled out his long knife.
"Buzz …"
The knife sounded.
The air shook.
The air waves shook out.
The whole space seemed to solidify.
The infinite knife intent, like a tsunami, followed Chen Dao Ming's movements and quickly rushed toward Xie Jun.
At this moment.
Xie Jun felt like a huge mountain was pressing down, and he couldn't breathe well.
He capped the jade bottle and looked at Chen Dao Ming. In his eyes, there was a hint of surprise, "Knife intent, a Nascent Soul Realm kid actually has knife intent?"
"Even the heavens are helping me. I want this body of yours!"
Xie Jun licked his lips, as if looking at a treasure.
"Buzz …"
At this moment, Chen Dao Ming pulled out the long knife in his hand.
An invisible big knife quickly condensed and took shape.
Aimed at Xie Jun, it was chopped over.
It was silent, but it contained infinite power.
"What? Knife intent manifestation! "
"He … he actually practiced to this level, what a monster! This is a bit troublesome! "
Xie Jun's face was full of solemnity.
All kinds of self-protection methods were quickly used.
"Hoo …"
The invisible big knife came in a hurry.
It cut Xie Jun at once.
Obviously, the sound was very light, but it shocked the cultivators around, their ears tingled, and their seven orifices bled.
Even the shield on Liu Branch Leader's body was constantly shaking, and it would break at any time.
"Boom …"
Xie Jun, like a broken kite, flew out upside down, sprinkling a rain of blood in the sky.
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