The world, Lingxiao Peak.

Beimingxiu's body shook suddenly, and a trace of anxiety appeared on his face.

Just now, he felt a violent tearing sensation in his mind, as if a hand that could not be refused was forcibly splitting his things in two, and then taking some of them away.

He had felt this situation more than once before, and as his cultivation gradually became stronger, the pressure he felt became stronger and stronger, at least this time, he could already fully feel the connection between the Spring Realm and him.

This is the fairyland left to him by his father, but he has not really mastered its strength yet.

Now he can clearly feel that most of the spiritual power of the Youquan Realm and its most prominent waterfall have disappeared, if it weren't for the origin of the Youquan Realm, the Youquan Realm would have already fallen apart at this moment, and even affected the state of the Lord of the Immortal Realm who had not yet skimmed the eight characters.

"Master, the Youquan Realm can be completely taken away. ”

Bei Ming Xiu silently said in his heart, he believed that Long Yao could feel his will from the fluctuations of the fairyland.

There is a characteristic of the Northern Meditation that is widely known in the Northern Underworld.

Stingy.

Most of the money he gave to everyone in the mansion was around the limit that the other party could accept, neither making them cry poor, nor making them feel that they had too much money in their hands, largely because of that order from His Excellency Qianji, but the will of the Northern Meditation Cultivator itself also played a role. It seems that Ye Xinglu, who spends a lot of money on weekdays, has suffered for a long time, but no matter how she tries to change the situation, Bei Mingxiu directly threw the pot to Zhu Neng, who immediately pulled out the dense account book, and went down with a nonsense, not being annoyed to death, in short, it is a sentence: the economy is tight, and there is nothing wrong with being diligent and thrifty.

Fortunately, most of the people in the Northern Hell Mansion have their own pursuits, although they have a demand for money, it has not reached the point where there is such a demand, this kind of financial slashing has no effect, Ye Xinglu made trouble a few times, and he had to accept this reality. To be precise, this is just a joke from everyone about the Northern Meditation Cultivator's stubborn defense of the financial gate.

And everyone knows that once they really have an urgent need, the Northern Meditation Cultivator will definitely give generously and will not hesitate.

In any case, his usual picks are recognized, and the generosity of family and friends in times of need has never been denied.

The Youquan Realm is indeed very important to him, but if Long Yao has a need, knowing that there is still a big battle above the top of the clouds, he will never allow Long Yao to leave him a Youquan Realm that can still be reunited, resulting in a lack of combat power above.

However, the connection with the Youquan Realm quickly calmed down, and the origin of the Youquan Realm also returned to calm, obviously, Long Yao selectively ignored his words.

Bei Mingxiu smiled helplessly, and the apprehension in his heart was fleeting.

Shi Niang didn't take away the entire Youquan Realm, it can be the care of his junior, or it can be a manifestation of full self-confidence, in addition to these two, there are other possibilities, no matter what, the battle outside the sky is not something he can influence, so he doesn't need to put his mind there.

is not in his position, he does not seek his politics, he just wants to interfere, and he does not have the ability.

What he has to do now is to completely remove Dongfang Xin, the sinner in the world, both in public and private.

Although the fluctuations of the Youquan Realm affected his control, a piece of cold ice was completely annihilated by the thunder, but as long as there was even a trace of cold ice left, he could continue to fight with Dongfang Xin with the immortal qi that was full of the mountain.

The ice marble was still in his hand, ready to be crushed at any moment, but he had to wait a moment because of this little episode now.

And now, again, he chose to wait for a moment.

Because there were three people who had already appeared in his perceptual range.

One body is light and illusory, exactly

A dream of Yutai who rushed back from Ye Xinglu's side. The other two rushed back from the other end of Ling Xiao Peak, with traces of snow on their bodies, they should have not had time to clean up after falling, it was Yu Changbai and Yi Ming who jumped off the cliff to escape after the raid on the three teams of Ling Xiao Peak's immortal body.

The speed of Yutai Yimeng far surpassed the first two, and she was the first to come to the side of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and the two cedar leaves also flicked with her fingers, falling to Feng Wuxuan and Hu Shengxiong on the side respectively.

Feng Wuxuan reacted very quickly, stretched out his hand and quickly probed, he had already sandwiched the cedar leaf into his hand, and at the same time subconsciously glanced at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, compared to Hu Shengxiong, who was originally lazy and lazy lying on the snow to pick up the snow, and did not react until the pine leaves fell in front of him, his performance can be described as extremely competent.

Bei Ming Xiu smiled at Feng Wuxuan and nodded, Ye Xinglu's strokes have all kinds of strange carriers, it is not a strange thing to come to two pine leaves now, looking at the face of Yutai Yimeng, these two at least have no contradictions now, it is already good.

It's just that when he found out the contents of the two cedar leaves, his smile froze for a moment, and then he sighed helplessly.

He knew that she would not be content to stay behind, and if she could really wait for the outcome of this earth-shattering battle, she would not have appeared in front of the capital back then.

As for the side that was closer to him, even if he asked to stop him from rashly entering the Lingxiao Peak Realm, Su Lan Pavilion himself was not willing to be a mere spectator in this big battle.

What Ye Xinglu thought of was not that he didn't think of it, he just wanted to give everything in advance before they arrived, and now it seems that his actions are still not fast enough.

"I'll leave it to you. ”

With this sentence of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Feng Wuxuan and Hu Shengxiong, who saw the information on the pine leaves clearly, both put away their original state, one was like a flying bird, stepping on the snow without a trace, and the other was transformed into a human, with the wind under their feet, and they were far away from here in an instant, rushing towards their respective goals.

In his idle days, Feng Wuxuan seemed to be just an idle person who had nothing to do every day, and Hu Shengxiong was just an ugly fox who only basked in the sun on the eaves with the name of a Zhenguo divine beast with a funny connotation.

But before this battle between the Human Realm Demon Domain and the Holy Pavilion, not many people knew that Feng Wuxuan, as a scout who was exploring the front line, cooperated with the Heavenly Dao Alliance's gradually improving intelligence network, observed all the wind and grass in the Holy Domain, and reported it back to the main team of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, so that the Heavenly Dao Alliance could rest assured and boldly use the first team to meet Bai Wuxin, who was alone in the Holy Domain, without worrying too much about the side's defense.

And Hu Shengxiong, who was taken in Ye Xinglu's arms as a pet as soon as the large team arrived at the front line of Lingxiao Peak, never relaxed his tempering on the way here. As one of the few people in the world who dares to show his head in broad daylight, he has always been good at only one move, and with this move, he can play a lot of tricks, which is the result of his exposure to the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

In the darkness of the night, at least three explorers from the Sacred Pavilion had been silently harvested by his invisible wind blade before they were discovered by the guards of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Feng Wuxuan and Hu Shengxiong, as the "old men" who are qualified to call themselves elders in the Northern Underworld, they have never been weak, but they have their own good aspects and different ideas.

Although the Northern Hades Mansion is small, there are not many people who accept it, but no matter what race, where they come from, or what ideas they have, they can integrate into it, enjoy themselves, unite and be friendly with the rest of the people, and even if there are grievances, they can barely live in harmony.

When the sound of the sheng chime is in the house, the chickens and dogs do not disturb the outside of the house, becoming an impure pure land, friends come to entertain, enemies come to have a group of beatings, this is the North Hades Mansion under the control of the North Underworld Cultivator.

Now, the four families will jointly dispatch the "flying bird" and the "ugly fox", although not

It was earth-shattering, and it also had a significant impact, at least for the Northern Meditation Cultivator, the success or failure of the two of them had a great impact on him.

Bei Ming Xiu waved his hand at Yu Changbai and Yi Ming, signaling them to go in the direction of Ye Xinglu to support, so that after that, his gaze fell on Yutai Yimeng.

Yutai Yimeng looked at the ice bullet in his hand with interest: "Don't do it?"

Bei Mingxiu smiled faintly and said, "I want to hear your opinion on their dispatch this time. ”

"It can't be stopped, it can't be stopped anyway, so if you really want to put them out of danger, you should do it quickly instead of talking to me here. "As long as you're okay and your actions end perfectly, everything will be fine." ”

Bei Ming Xiu took a deep breath, his smile was a little helpless, he had long been accustomed to the change in his attitude towards him, but this kind of suppressed suppression in terms of seniority, he was a little difficult to accept after all.

He explained: "If it had been before, I would have ignored the existence of 'it', but Stardew deliberately reminded me at this time that it must be because the current stalemate situation can no longer stabilize them, and even so, I need absolute efficiency and 100% certainty." ”

"It's not a question of whether I can do it or not, it's whether 'it' is ready to do it. ”

Yutai Yimeng knew what kind of existence 'it' in Bei Ming Xiu's mouth was, so he frowned slightly and said, "I don't think he is trustworthy. ”

"Although I think so, but this time, if we want to fight for this 100 percent, we have to rely on forces that are not planned. Since he handed over the ten thousand scrolls to me, he should not sit idly by if he wants to come to the current 'it'. ”

"'It's' hatred for Dongfang Xin will definitely not be weaker than me. ”

The ice marble shattered at this moment, and the crisp sound drowned out the last syllable of the Northern Meditation.

In the belly of Lingxiao Peak, a broken book floated up from among the parts of the mechanism.

It was the Ten Thousand Scrolls Collection, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator had been hiding it inside the puppet.

Dongfang Xin noticed it, but didn't care.

The Ten Thousand Scrolls have long been broken by Shang Yunjian, and the master Sima Wuhua has passed away again, a broken fairyland, he doesn't need to pay attention to it at all.

With a casual blow from the thunder clone, the ten thousand scrolls that had just floated up were knocked away and fell into the rocks, adding a bit of dilapidation.

And the cold ice that had just been condensed was also shattered by the purple lightning again at this moment, as long as the thunder clone was still here, no matter how hard the Northern Meditation Cultivator tried, he would definitely not be able to touch the gate in front of the Heavenly Vein Spring.

Dongfang Xin is very confident, he has always had this confident confidence.

Even if he can't delay the Northern Meditation Cultivation, when his body is liberated, the overall situation will be determined by him, and there is no possibility of overturning.

However, at this moment, an old and serious voice fell into his ears.

It was a voice all too familiar to him, but he hadn't heard it in years.

And the last time he heard this voice was inside the belly of this mountain.

An inconspicuous boulder quietly shattered at this moment.

A hand like a dead wood picked up the ten thousand scrolls on the ground, there were no green tendons or blood on his hands, only the illusion of nothingness, and the ferocious aura that was almost gushing out.

The owner of this hand is no longer human, and his appearance is no longer human, and he can only vaguely see his limbs and a bloody face, even those powerful ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave who don't care about their appearance at all, compared to him now, they are also beautiful.

He was long dead, but before he died, he kept the final curse to himself.

The old murderous soul held up the crystallization of his wisdom in life, and his voice was low and terrifying, just like the strict master who shocked the countless disciples of the Holy Pavilion back then.

It 'looked' at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, as if nodding in praise.

"You kid, you've come this far. ”