The cold ice condensed by the cold qi of the Northern Darkness is converging into a human form at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a swordsman running with a sword in his hand, if you look at the general outline, it is already somewhat similar to the Northern Darkness Cultivator himself.

Holding a sword, after all, it is more suitable for a human form.

Now these cold ice are said to be simple cold ice, it is better to say that they are like Dongfang Xin's thunder clone, and they have become his ice clones.

Stripped of the shackles of the puppet iron, the ice clone no longer had any restraints, carrying out the control of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and rushed towards the direction of the Yin Spring, the Spring of Heavenly Veins.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator knew very well that the Heavenly Machine Lock could only trap the Thunder clone for a while, so he used all his spiritual power on the road, and had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to fight back, but when the cold ice human form began to take shape, there was already a sound from behind.

It was the sound of a thunder clone breaking free and attacking here.

The left shoulder of the ice clone was also stabbed by a green man, and the ice chips fell one after another, and one arm fell to the ground.

Thunder is not a physical object, and the thunder clone is not Dongfang Xin itself, as long as the connection between that part of the purple electricity and the clone is cut off, the Tianji lock will no longer be able to play any role.

Originally, using the core to attract Dongfang Xin's offensive, and then temporarily besieging it with the Heavenly Machine Lock, was one of the means by which he created an opportunity to get close to Yin Quan, but Dongfang Xin's reaction was extremely fast, and his ice clone was injured again before he could even run a distance of ten meters.

The left hand formed by the condensation of cold ice fell to the ground, but the footsteps of the Northern Meditation Cultivator did not stop, but several rays of lightning were intertwined, and he had to stop.

Dongfang Xin's reaction speed was much faster than he imagined.

The violent impact from the thunder caused the newborn ice clone to shatter to the ground.

The ice was all over the ground, and Dongfang Xin's indifferent voice echoed in the corridor.

"Being clever only makes you die faster. ”

"The only thing that can really decide everything is absolute power. ”

Bei Mingxiu's response was extremely fast: "I don't think it's clever. ”

Along with the response, there is also the sword blade of a thousand machines.

The ice clones had already been shattered by the thunder light, but those broken ice still held the thousand machines and attacked the thunder clones again.

The Northern Meditation is running in a sudden snowstorm.

The fourth form of this Cangshen True Sword has always been the most powerful of them, and under the howling wind and snow, it is extremely difficult for anyone to break its edge.

Dongfang Xin snorted coldly, flexed his fingers, and flicked his fingers again.

The two simple and fast actions directly scattered the whistling wind and snow, splashed the ice on the ground, and the thousand machines themselves were smashed to the ground, the sword blade was dim, and a lot of damaged parts of the mechanism fell, like a rooster without a cockscomb, how pitiful it looked.

The voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator still sounded in the corridor, and there was no intention of being discouraged, only firmness and self-confidence.

"You can break my ice many times, but you can't stop me from aiming my sword at you. ”

"Your life, today I have decided!"

Bei Ming Xiu rarely puts real cruel words, under normal circumstances, his cruel words are to arouse the anger of the other party, this time his purpose is just to simply declare, as for whether it will arouse Dongfang Xin's anger, he already knows the result, so he does not need to confirm it.

He wanted Dongfang Xin's life, and he had been thinking about it for twenty years.

Dongfang Xin didn't answer, and the expression of the thunder clone didn't change at all, as if the gods on top disdained the unrealistic fantasies of ants.

Except to break free

When the Heavenly Machine locked it, he cut off part of the purple lightning, and his thunder clone was not damaged too much, on the other hand, in terms of Northern Meditation Cultivation, the puppet that seemed to be an iron wall had become a useless pool of iron on the ground at this moment, and the ice clone condensed by the cold qi of the Northern Darkness was shattered all over the ground. Even though it was true that he could only smash the Ice Clone and couldn't stop it from putting it back together, it only took a small action for him to smash the Ice Clone, and it was effortless to complete.

The condensed ice gripped the Thousand Machines Sword Blade again, but it was shattered again by him with a flick of his fingers.

The cold ice is the embodiment of the will of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, even if it is broken into countless ice chips, as long as there is a trace left, the will of the Northern Meditation Cultivator will still exist in the Yongdao. Controlled by his body, he couldn't completely wipe out the Northern Meditation Cultivator himself, but it was easy to suppress the cold ice that he was still trying to resist.

Once the ice is reunited, he shatters it once, and when it is reunited a thousand times, he breaks it a thousand times.

Shattered until it could never be reunited.

This happened more than a dozen times.

In these more than ten counterattacks, the sword momentum condensed by Bei Ming Xiu was slightly different, but it was also broken by Dongfang Xin at will at the moment when the sword was released, and then it was shattered again.

Under the clear judgment, thousands of sword moves are useless, even if the Northern Meditation Cultivator himself is personally on the spot, he will not be able to escape the fate of being directly cut off by the sword path. From beginning to end of this battle, Dongfang Xin seemed to be invincible.

"Do you want to try it again?"

Dongfang Xin's voice sounded again: "No matter how many times you try, the situation will not change anything." ”

"What's inside that door doesn't belong to you, and you can never reach it. ”

Bei Ming Xiu quickly responded with a slight smile: "It also doesn't belong to you, a so-called immortal venerable who can dominate one side by usurping a power that doesn't belong to him, thinking that he can really dominate everything?"

As he spoke, the ice clone condensed again, clenching the blade that had been detached from the hilt of the sword, and another sword slashed out, which was as powerful as a bamboo, but it still became a piece of broken ice with a flick of his fingers.

Although he was once again defeated, Bei Mingxiu's voice sounded again: "You have repeatedly spoken out to try to crush my self-confidence, it seems that you are afraid." ”

Without waiting for Dongfang Xin to react, the Northern Meditation Cultivator continued: "You are afraid that I will forcibly block the connection between the Heavenly Vein Spring and you, and let you leave with the power that you have enjoyed for decades......"

Before he could finish his words, a thunderbolt was already shaking out in the corridor.

Purple lightning and green mangs raged all around, destroying the broken ice on the ground. Ling Xiaofeng is cold all year round, and the chill of the fairy qi is emanating from the inside out, and the chill in the belly of the mountain is even more abundant, it is this chill that enables the Northern Meditation Cultivation to continuously gather cold ice with the Northern Darkness Cold Qi, even if Dongfang Xin has used the thunder method, he still can't completely eliminate the cold ice of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

Bei Mingxiu's voice appeared again: "You're really scared. ”

Dongfang Xin's thunder clone grinned at this time.

"That's right, I'm a little scared. ”

"If you grow up completely, this time I may really plant a big heel, and this heel is likely to bury my decades of accumulation. ”

Different from the cold ice condensed by the Northern Meditation Cultivation on the spot, his Thunder Clone is purely condensed by his own origin spiritual power, although the resistance of the Northern Meditation Cultivation can be easily suppressed through the Thunder Righteousness and Clarity, but if a trace of purple electricity is used, there will really be a trace of purple electricity missing.

I don't know if the Northern Meditation Cultivator saw this, or if he was simply trying to find an opportunity

Breaking through his obstacles, his ice was like a grassland, let the wildfire burn, and it seemed that all of them would turn into ashes, and the spring breeze would have the meaning of revival as soon as it blew.

He may be able to suppress the resistance of the Northern Meditation Cultivator all the time, but if the time drags on long enough, the first person to fall will definitely be his thunder clone.

Yin Quan's involvement was too significant, and when he realized that the Northern Meditation Cultivation might really threaten his plans, he felt a little more jealous of the Northern Meditation Cultivation in his heart.

"It's okay, you're not strong enough after all, and you don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of me. ”

Dongfang Xin's voice returned to indifference again, as if he was expounding a simple fact.

With his words, the thunder clone swept his right hand, and countless ice chips annihilated and dissipated, and there was no trace of him.

Bei Mingxiu's voice soon sounded again: "Maybe so, but you, too, are not strong enough to make the world look up to you. ”

Dongfang Xin sneered when he heard this.

He suddenly felt that it was a waste of time for him to talk nonsense about not having a match with the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

It's just that the connection between himself and the Spring of Heavenly Veins is temporarily cut off by the Great Lock Dragon Array, and he can't effectively erase the insignificant but untouched sand and dust of the Northern Meditation Cultivation, so he has to accompany him to waste time in this uninhabited path.

"How long do you think you can hold on, a minute, a quarter of an hour, a day?"

"No matter how long I can hold on, at least you won't be able to hold it first. ”

After saying this, Bei Mingxiu didn't say anything more.

He also thinks that his confrontation with Dongfang Xin is a waste of time, but at the same time, he is also adjusting his emotions.

Even if he was fully mentally prepared, Dongfang Xin's strength still exceeded his expectations, and under the clear judgment, all his swordsmanship seemed to have lost their effect, and he couldn't convince himself if he wanted to treat him again as a guy who simply relied on usurping the dominant side of the Heavenly Vein.

It was this thunder clone that made him almost helpless, if he met Dongfang Xin himself, even if he didn't have the Heavenly Vein Spring Protector, would he really be able to avenge his parents with his own hands?

Northern Meditation knew the answer, but didn't want to admit its correctness.

He will fight Dongfang Xin after all. It's not a long-range battle with other means such as clones, as it is now, but a real life-and-death fight.

But even in this deathmatch, which is not a death match, he has never thought of losing.

In order to create an opportunity to get close to the Yin Spring, almost everyone in the Northern Underworld Mansion fought everything, if he stopped here, how could he give everyone an explanation?

Dongfang Xin doesn't look down on the so-called cleverness, thinking that enough strength can crush everything, so he wants him to be carefully optimistic, how the insignificant cleverness in his mouth will completely break his expectations!

......

In the hand of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, a mellow ice bullet quietly appeared.

Ye Xinglu knocked all the ice bullets from his hands, and this one was newly condensed by him through the cold of the wind and snow.

Just as he was about to crush it, a loud bang echoed around Ling Xiao Peak, and along with it, there were countless shouts of joy.

The last of the four ancestors, the ancestor of the Gou family, finally failed to resist the onslaught of the immortal-level powerhouses of the demon realm in the human realm, and pierced the soul of Su Yi with a spirit rune, and thus fell.

So far, none of the ancestors of the Ling Xiao Peak Immortal Body Family have survived.

If it weren't for the fact that there was also a Dongfang Xin, such a victory would have been decided.