Chapter seven hundred and eighth invisible master
"I'm afraid no one dares to drink your Huang family's spiritual wine again!" Xiao Hua looked at the statue of Suzaku spit out flames again. The flames on the four walls of Suzaku Palace gradually faded, and finally exposed the hall door. Moreover, under Huang Tianle's intention, eight huge doors were revealed in the eight directions of the Suzaku Palace, all of which were open.
"Crack~" a sound of thunder sounded, and just as the gate of the Suzaku Palace was revealed, making the entire Suzaku Palace shine. Then the "crackling" sound of raindrops and banana leaves filled everyone's ears.
"It's raining~" Xiao Hua's divine thoughts slightly and understood: "And it's a thunderstorm of lightning and thunder!"
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Huang, I didn't do much today, but instead caused a lot of trouble to the Huang family. Now that everything has passed, I won't be here for a long time!" Seeing the opening of the Suzaku Palace, Su Mingyu, Xie Yugai and others all stood up and bowed, "Let me thank Fellow Daoist Xiao for the following banquet, let me say goodbye!"
Huang Tianle quickly stood up and said, "Do not worry, fellow Taoists, it's midnight, and it's lightning and thundering, so it's better to wait until tomorrow. I'll arrange for my disciples to prepare for the quiet room. Fellow Taoists have a little rest. It's not too late to leave tomorrow!"
"Haha, no need!" Su Mingyu and others escaped from death, because they were determined to retreat. How dare they stay for a while? Moreover, such a thunderstorm is really nothing to the foundation-building monks, and it is no different from the usual daytime.
"Well, I'm here to see you all!" Huang Tianle understood their thoughts and walked: "Today, my Huang family is not in good condition, and I'm in the future... Haha, I'll go to your door to apologize!"
"Hao, fellow Huang is in poor health, so let's stay. If you have any needs in the future, please send a message to me!" Su Mingyu's words were obviously a refusal. They would never come to Tianmen Mountain again.
After saying that, Su Mingyu and others looked at each other and flew out to the eight gates of the Suzaku Palace, which showed that they were really taboo in their hearts.
"Oh, it's true..." Huang Tianle turned around and looked at it. He didn't know which one to give, so he had to take two steps and smiled bitterly.
At this time, a group of qi-refining cultivators and other sects were also ready to move, all of whom stood up and wanted to say goodbye to Huang Tianle.
"Master, why are you..." Just as everyone stood up, but after hearing the "splash" landing, a scream came from the west of the Suzaku Palace, and the sound also came to an abrupt end and was not finished.
At the same time, such exclamations sounded on each side of the Suzaku Palace, and a series of "thumps" sounds appeared.
"What's going on?" Xiao Hua was shocked and swept his divine thoughts, but saw that Su Mingyu and other foundation-building cultivators who had flew out before had fallen to the gate of the Zhuque Palace. There were also a few disciples who were lying down next to them. I guess they discovered their abnormality and exclaimed a few people.
The rest of the others surrounded the gate of the Zhuque Palace, staring at the seemingly ordinary gate in extreme horror, and the rain curtains that were pouring outside the gate, trembling slightly, and they did not dare to fly a step further.
"Which senior is there? We are just here to Tianmen Mountain to help the Huang family, and we don't want to get involved in the grudges between the Huang family and the Lan family! And just now, Lan Jingming fell to death at the hands of a monk named Xiao Hua, and there is no war with us. Now we just want to go back from Tianmen Mountain. Moreover, I swear that I will never step within a hundred miles of Tianmen Mountain again!" Zhao Fanling, who was rushing the Zhao family, took a step and bowed respectfully and said.
Apart from the gate of the Suzaku Palace, there was nothing else except the overwhelming raindrops. Although the "rattle" sound did not block Zhao Fanling's voice, there was no echo!
"Since you are unwilling to speak, then I will just accept it as my senior!" Zhao Fanling couldn't say whether it was joy or sorrow on her face: "I am just a female, and I will never say a word about what happened today. Wan Wang Senior raised his hand and let me go!"
As he said that, Zhao Fanling slapped his hand, and she took out a magic weapon like a jade token from the storage bag. Under the urge of magic power, a layer of purple light emerged, covering Zhao Fanling. Zhao Fanling did not dare to fly, and slowly stepped out one foot. Seeing no movement, he stepped out another foot and moved half a foot. When he reached the gate of the palace near the Zhuque Palace, it was where Su Mingyu was lying down. Zhao Fanling hesitated for a moment and stepped out his toes slightly. Seeing no movement, he slowly, gently, small
He moved his legs out again with a ginger, and naturally there was no movement at this time. "Senior... I thank you for yourselves!" Zhao Fanling raised her head, shouted at the dark night sky, and daring to pass her whole body through the gate of the Suzaku Palace. But at this moment, the moment when Zhao Fanling passed through the gate of the Suzaku Palace, something strange happened! Zhao Fanling's whole body twitched slightly, as if she had been drained from her whole spirit. Her body became soft, and the light of the magic weapon in her hand suddenly disappeared, and she was lying next to Su Mingyu!!!
A group of monks with divine consciousness scanned slightly and realized that Zhao Fanling had lost her breath!
"Ah???" The entire Suzaku Palace screamed in shock, and there was no movement anymore, and it was dead silent.
"Boom~" At this moment, a sound of thunder seemed to be striking on the Vermillion Bird Hall, illuminating the surrounding scenery in an instant. At night, the rockery that looked very majestic and overflowing treetops looked strange at this time, as if it were the night owl, it was like a ghost!!!
Xiao Hua's heart thumped, and a trace of golden light appeared slightly from the Buddha's relics, and even the Phoenix Dharma Body was trembling slightly!
"This sky thunder... is probably not the thunder of ordinary thunderstorms..." Xiao Hua, who had experienced the thunder tribulation, smelled a different smell from the sky thunder and frowned slightly.
"Do you fellow Taoists, don't be anxious~" Huang Tianle shouted hurriedly, but although it was not anxious, he was also panicked on his face, and sweat was already seen on his forehead. This night... it was really weird! This man died inexplicably...
"Fellow Daoist Huang, what's going on?" Xiao Hua stared at Huang Tianle with a bright look. Although the entire Vermilion Bird Hall was extremely warm, Xiao Hua felt a chill oozing from his backbone...
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I really don't know!" Huang Tianle shook his head vigorously: "I have lost my due diligence tonight. All of this really has nothing to do with me! Let me go over and take a look!"
Then, he walked a few steps forward and said loudly: "Where are the disciples on duty outside the Suzaku Palace? Why didn't anyone come to report?"
Chapter completed!