A flash of red gradually appeared on the side of the ice road, and in an instant, it took away all the color of this piece.

Even if Bei Ming Cultivation was completely distracted before, he would have been attracted by this blood-like red, not to mention that he was now engrossed in waiting for the other party's arrival.

It was a woman who was dressed in red and wrapped her delicate body firmly, with a small red flower randomly inserted in her temples, but she was wearing a black mask to cover her face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

There are still water droplets on the small red flowers, and it is clear that it has not been long since they were plucked.

Red clothes are like blood, although they can add charm, they can also represent danger.

To be able to persist in the Heavenly Dao Society until now with such an attractive outfit, this woman must be extraordinary.

But what surprised Bei Ming Xiu the most was not her outfit that was out of place with her surroundings, but the aura that emanated from her body.

It was a bloody aura, as if Shura had stepped out of the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood step by step, and her bright red outfit added a bit of danger.

As a person who has come over, Bei Ming Xiu is very sure that this woman who found him for some reason must have been infinitely close to death.

Because he was the same back then, just one step away from death.

The dangerous smell of blood, though uncomfortable for him, was acceptable.

Because of this, he didn't say anything, just looked at the woman in red who was getting closer and closer to him, stopped pranayama, got up and said, "I don't know what the girl is looking for me?"

The woman in red paused in her footsteps, as if she was surprised by the calmness of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and seemed to be thinking about something.

She didn't answer Bei Mingxiu's question, she just walked towards Bei Mingxiu step by step, and stopped when she was about ten feet away from him.

Bei Mingxiu clearly felt the throbbing of the fallen yuan in the sea of consciousness, and his pupils shrank, and it was not easy to maintain his composure on the surface.

It's a kind of excitement to meet the old man in a foreign land.

The woman in red in front of her had an exceptionally powerful aura of the Death Demon Eye on her body, which was definitely much stronger than that on Yu Changsong's body.

There are only two possibilities for this to happen.

First, the woman in red was the first to be corrupted by the Eye of Death.

And the second is that this woman in red is the culprit who will spread the Death Demon Eye in the Heavenly Dao.

Judging from the dangerous aura of the woman in front of her, the possibility of the latter is far greater than that of the former.

It really didn't take much effort to get it, but unfortunately it wasn't too good at the time.

Bei Mingxiu himself wanted to laugh a little.

The woman in red had a hint of confusion in her eyes, observing Bei Mingxiu's face, and muttered in a low voice, "Is that you?"

Her voice was not good, and it was a little hoarse, but it could still clearly fall on the ears of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Now is the time for people to use the sword and I for the fish, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator will naturally not react, just let the woman in red observe.

The Heavenly Dao in his body was running slowly, steadily moving the spiritual power between heaven and earth into his body.

No matter what the other party's intentions are, with spiritual power, you can have confidence.

Soon, the woman in red looked away, her eyes were full of disappointment and resentment, staring at Bei Ming Xiu and asking, "Who are you?"

Bei Ming Cultivator said calmly: "It's just a casual cultivator with no name. ”

The woman in red snorted coldly and said, "Unknown casual cultivator?"

"The person who can break my Death Demon Eye and kill another five hundred years of cultivation as a bird demon will be a nameless casual cultivator?"

The conjecture in the heart of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was finally confirmed.

"It turns out that there is more than one person in the Holy Pavilion......" The cold gaze of the woman in red fell on Bei Mingxiu's body, and her tone was not as hot as her clothes, only a dead silence.

"Well, then, go die. ”

These three words had just penetrated into the ears of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and a sword light as bright red as the woman's blood-red clothes had filled the Northern Meditation Cultivator's field of vision.

The smell of blood couldn't help but penetrate into the nasal cavity of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

He didn't expect that this woman in red would actually mistake him for the person who had entered the world of the Holy Pavilion, and would attack him directly, and if she did, she would take his life.

With this knife, even if he returns to Zhongzhou City, he will definitely be divided into two sections, and he will be powerless to return to heaven.

What surprised him even more was that this bright red knife light not only seemed to have Ji Ming's shadow, but also had a feeling that made him feel extremely familiar.

That feeling seems to come from Shang Yunjian?

It was too late for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to think.

In the next second, the light of the spatula would cut him in two.

His expression became more and more solemn, and the cold sword on his back couldn't help but tremble, and it could be unsheathed at any time.

The Frost Sword attacked with all its might, and it could block this slash, but it would definitely not be able to defeat the woman in red.

Do you really want to use the fallen yuan?

Or...... Spell it out?

Bei Mingxiu's hand was in his pocket, and he could vaguely feel the outline of the demon pill.

But his struggle lasted only a moment.

There was no movement.

The demon pill was held in his hand and played.

And the Cold Immortal Sword flew out with an icy blue glow and landed in front of Bei Ying Xiu's body, covering most of the bright red.

......

A streak of blood appeared on the chest of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The wound was neither shallow nor deep, nor did it hurt the meridians.

Bei Ming Xiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and used the spiritual power he had just gathered to protect his already injured internal organs, revealing a smile.

Although the knife caused him great pain, it did not kill him after all.

The appearance of this result is not only because of the protection of the Cold Sword, but also because when the woman in red slashed out without warning, there were still people who attacked, so that the sword light lacked stamina.

The Fifth Light Marquis leaned against a large tree not far away, and his saber fell beside the woman in red, and the blade of the sword was dim.

His face was also a little embarrassed at this time, so much so that he couldn't say what he originally wanted to say to the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The leader of the young disciples of the Canglang Sect sneaked up on the enemy when he was distracted, but he was directly knocked down with his sword, and he would definitely be laughed to death if he said it.

Although this has to do with the fact that his injuries have not fully recovered, this result has already happened. It can no longer be changed.

The fifth light marquis is not an ordinary person after all, he stretched out his hand to recall the saber, and said, "I found the wrong person, I'm sorry." ”

After speaking, he stepped on the long sword without hesitation, and unleashed the sword technique of Canglang Gate, trying to escape.

Northern Meditation Cultivator didn't know how to say it.

The fifth light marquis appeared here, and he probably saw the shadow of the Canglang Sword in his swordsmanship, and wanted to hug his thigh, or ask for something, so he made a move and sold his favor to him first.

However, when he saw that the situation was wrong, he ran away so decisively, which was also powerful.

However, it didn't help.

The cultivation of the woman in red in front of him obviously can't be judged by the surface, if the previous slash is solid, even he needs to deal with it with all his might, and the fifth light marquis should only have a chance of winning in his heyday, not to mention that he is still injured, how can he leave in a grand manner?

A bright red sword light bloomed from the woman in red's hand.

The Fifth Light Hou, who had just taken off, suddenly fell like a kite with a broken string, and smashed to the ground in an extremely miserable manner, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Bei Mingxiu knew that this thing must not be dead, and maybe the injury was not too serious, otherwise he would definitely return to Zhongzhou City directly.

It's not enough, he really admires the adaptability of this thing.

However, what needs to be concerned most now is himself.

The woman in red turned around, although she still couldn't see her face clearly, but she had a moving charm.

The red knife in her hand was filled with blood and palpitations.

The fifth light marquis was just defeated by her, and what she really wanted to kill was only Bei Ming Xiu.