Wan Changkong really didn't expect that the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit was hiding so deeply, and it turned out to be a martial arts twin spirit master, but all along, the top and bottom of the Northern Spirit Sect only knew that the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit was a martial spirit master, but they didn't know that he was still a martial spirit master.

Wan Changkong knew that the ethereal martial arts displayed by the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit were called "Void Dao Body".

In the land of the four directions, there are only nine ethereal martial arts that people can name, and the Void Dao Body is one of them.

The Void Dao Body, as a Saint King martial art, is known as the strongest ethereal martial art, and this is still from the mouth of the Dark Sky Holy Dragon.

"I'm no match for him anymore. ”

Wan Changkong sighed in his heart, since the Northern Spirit Holy Son controlled the Void Dao Body, then he, the sect master, would not be able to defeat this mysterious Holy Son.

In this way, even if Wan Changkong wanted to help Xia Yun, he was very powerless.

"Hopefully he can hold ......"

Wan Changkong knew that although Yao Fengtao was in retreat, he had a way to notice what was going on here, and he shouldn't let Xia Yun die so easily.

After this incident, Wan Changkong knew that the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit should exist in name only.

The hope of the Northern Spirit Sect can only fall on Xia Yun.

Suddenly, Wan Changkong understood why Yao Fengtao was so opposed to the Northern Spirit Holy Son in the first place.

Obviously, Wan Changkong and the others at that time couldn't see through it, but Yao Fengtao didn't say it.

As for why Yao Fengtao didn't say it, Wan Changkong guessed a little, probably because they didn't die until the Yellow River, and Yao Fengtao had the strength to control everything, so naturally he wouldn't care about this.

People, to a greater or lesser extent, have a certain obsession.

If it weren't for Yao Fengtao who said that the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit was not good, Wan Changkong and the others would definitely listen to it, and even rebel.

As soon as he thought of this, Wan Changkong once again realized that his sect master had really failed.

He also knew that he was not the material to be the sect master, but unfortunately there was no heir.

"Huh?"

When Wan Changkong was thoughtful, he found that Xia Yun didn't move, giving people the feeling of being a little big.

When the Great Elder and the Second Elder saw that they were motionless, they both thought that they were stupidly frightened by the Northern Spirit Holy Son, but in fact, they were also frightened.

The Great Elder and the others present did not expect that the Northern Spirit Holy Son would be so powerful.

They faced the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit, and there was only despair in their hearts.

However, they had different ideas from Wan Changkong, and they still hoped that the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit would lead the Northern Spirit Sect to glory again.

The stronger the Northern Spirit Holy Son is, the closer the day when the Northern Spirit Sect will regain its glory.

As for Xia Yun's life or death, they didn't care at all.

They only focus on the strong.

Although Chen Caixia and Hua Xian couldn't see the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit, they knew one thing in their hearts, Xia Yun would definitely die.

Xia Yun couldn't even see the people of the Northern Spirit Holy Son, how to defeat the other party, let alone kill the other party.

As long as you are not a fool, you know that this battle between the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit and Xia Yun can only survive one life.

Chen Caixia and Hua Xian naturally didn't want Xia Yun to survive.

For Chen Caixia, the current Beiling Holy Son is more useful.

Although Hua Xian is a person from the Northern Spirit Holy Son, but the two are actually a cooperative relationship, each takes what she needs, she naturally hopes that the Northern Spirit Holy Son will survive, and there is no doubt about it.

Is it true that Xia Yun can't see the Northern Spirit Holy Son?

Apparently impossible.

Xia Yun didn't move, but he smiled in his heart, if he didn't have the Void Lord Divine Stone, maybe he would fall into a bitter battle in the face of the Northern Spirit Holy Son who used the Void Dao Body.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

What's more, even if he didn't have the Empty Lord Divine Stone, he had the Blood Moon Divine Eyes, and he could still see the Northern Spirit Holy Son.

As long as it is a martial art, it needs to operate the aura, so naturally it can't escape the Blood Moon Divine Eyes, unless it is a very special hidden ability.

Xia Yun had learned about the Void Dao Body, and had even studied the relevant literature very seriously, after all, he also cultivated ethereal martial arts, but he had never been able to see it with his own eyes, let alone compete.

Now, he has that opportunity.

"Heavenly Tribulation, Cailei!"

In an instant, Xia Yun turned into a body of colorful thunder.

"Boom!"

With a thunderclap, Xia Yun broke through the air.

"Boom!"

A punch was swung out, and thunder flashed.

In the midst of the thunderstorm, a figure appeared.

It is the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit.

Soon, however, the Northern Spirit Son disappeared into the thunderstorm.

"Found it?!"

Wan Changkong definitely didn't expect this scene, Xia Yun really found the location of the Northern Spirit Holy Son at once.

"Luck?"

The Great Elder and the others opened their mouths, not knowing how to express the shock at this moment.

"It must be a coincidence!"

Chen Caixia and Hua Xian unanimously believe in this.

"What's going on?"

As the person concerned, the Holy Son of Beiling understood Xia Yun's horror even more, this was by no means luck and coincidence, it was Xia Yun who really saw him.

Ever since the Void Dao Body cultivation was successful, the Northern Spirit Holy Son had never been discovered, even Yao Fengtao was no exception.

However......

Xia Yun could actually see the Northern Spirit Holy Son at a glance, which made the Northern Spirit Holy Son a little unacceptable, but soon, he calmed down.

In this world, there are no wonders.

Xia Yun has survived until now, and it is by no means relying on luck.

Pity......

Xia Yun didn't give the Northern Spirit Holy Son any time to think.

With a flash of thunder, a fist came to his face, as if he were running thunder.

"Sure enough!"

This time, the Northern Spirit Holy Son was sure that Xia Yun could see him, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, he really met an opponent.

However, he didn't think much about it, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

As long as there is still the existence of ethereal aura in this space, he is omnipresent, which is the most powerful thing about the Void Dao Body.

Xia Yun stopped, knowing that if it went on like this, it would be just a waste of effort.

Why the Void Dao Body is known as the strongest ethereal martial art, Xia Yun knows, but he hasn't tried it before, and now he has a rare opportunity, so naturally he can't miss it.

After these two attacks, Xia Yun finally realized the true strength of the Void Dao Body.

Xia Yun is by no means a person who likes to defend.

"What is he going to do?"

Xia Yun had to think about such a question.

The Northern Spirit Holy Son has never made a move, this point, it really shouldn't be, logically speaking, the Northern Spirit Holy Son has the absolute power to attack first with the help of the power of the Void Dao Body.

"What does he seem to be waiting for?"

Xia Yun seriously recalled, especially the scene where the Northern Spirit Holy Son dodged his two punches.

If he was the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit, he would definitely attack while dodging his fists, but the Holy Son of the Northern Spirit did not do this, but he had no intention of attacking at all.

"What are you waiting for?".

Xia Yun knew that in a short period of time, he would not be able to defeat the Northern Spirit Holy Son, unless he used the Thunder Spirit Origin, but in this way, this power would be completely exposed.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, he couldn't tell.