Hearing the words of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, even if Bai Ye sneered at the words of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he still couldn't help but pay a little more attention in his ears.

In addition to Lu Yunlang's lifeless roar, the sound of the cold sword rubbing against the poisonous corpse's hard body, there was also a pleasant sound that was extremely difficult to capture.

The clear sound is ethereal, occasionally accompanied by a crisp jingle sound, as if the blue waves on the lake are slightly rippling, beautiful and not noticeable, when Bai Ye first noticed this clear sound, he only felt some irritability for no reason in his heart, but after listening to it for a long time, he felt that it sounded more and more dynamic, and it seemed that it was good to listen to it all the time.

But soon, Bai Ye came back to his senses, and let out a loud shout, and the majestic sound waves surged out from his throat, and when the Northern Meditation Cultivator was in a stalemate with Lu Yunlang, he couldn't help frowning, and his luck was against each other.

He finally determined that this former sect master of the Poison Sect, the current sect master of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, was about to be above the eighth order, and it was really the cultivation that the terrifying existence that tinkered with all kinds of poisons in the Poison Sect back then should have.

But now, no matter how high his cultivation is, as long as he is not high enough to crush everything, it will be useless.

The mind attack is Zhihai, and the spiritual power can only resist at most, not completely, like Bai Ye is now forcibly resisting with a whistling sound, it can only be half the effort.

This can also show that this former Poison Sect Sect Master did not know much about certain cultivation realms because he had been studying poison for many years.

In the roaring sound, the clear sound is still melodious.

Kashiwa Ye finally understood the source of this clear sound.

A dream!

He had never taken care of the woman beside Bei Ming Xiu and Lu Linxi, even if she was a famous Nian Sword in the world, as long as it was not a sword cultivator from a sect like Canglang Gate with swordsmanship, it would be impossible to affect the killing situation inside the inn, but now, he was still attacked by Tantai Yimeng.

It's no wonder that he, Tantai Yimeng rarely takes the initiative to shoot at people, this Phantom Sea sword sound is also her perception and fusion of swords and ideas over the years, plus some serendipitous accumulation, the first time it was performed was near Momei Villa, the only witness Guan Lu, who had died under the sword of Tantai Yimeng, even if the eight gates of the ghost domain collected intelligence, they could not collect the ethereal sword sound that only the parties heard.

Bai Ye suddenly felt that everything around him was becoming blurry, but when he looked closely, it was extremely clear, as if he was in the middle of the real and the illusory, and everything nearby could not be judged to be true or false, in this case, Bai Ye only felt that it was difficult to grasp anything other than the absolute control of Lu Yunlang's poisonous corpse, even the Northern Meditation Cultivator and Lu Yunlang in front of him, he couldn't judge whether it was real or an illusion.

When Bai Ye was upset, the voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator came again.

"As a big man in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, you seem to have looked down on us, but your biggest mistake is that you still haven't seen Lu Linxi clearly. ”

From Kashiwa's point of view, the sound seemed to come from all directions, flickering far and near, making him more and more irritable.

But he still scoffed at this sentence: "You said I didn't see anyone?"

For Lu Linxi, his impression couldn't be clearer: if he wants to leave or not, if he doesn't stay, and he doesn't have strong capital, he is a waste who relies on his father to rely on the eight gates of the ghost domain, if it weren't for Lu Ping on it, how would he communicate with this young waste.

"Don't forget, he's now the main owner of your Divine Machine Gate. ”

Bei Mingxiu's eyes gradually became cold, and he said, "You don't need too many dead people, you can die now." ”

After speaking, countless sounds suddenly came out of the inn, followed by countless Xiaoice grains.

The ice particles were originally caught in the cracks in the floor, in small holes in the walls...... Originally, it was a layer of protection left by the Northern Cultivator in the inn, but although this inn was a little dilapidated, there were not many areas that could completely hide these Xiaoice bullets, and the power of all these Xiaoice bullets together was extremely limited.

However, their role was not to attack in the first place, before Bai Ye came, they were the existence left by the Northern Meditation Cultivator to monitor the fluctuation of spiritual power, and after Bai Ye openly set up a killing game in the inn, they were a bunch of sharp knives stabbing at Bai Ye.

Their own power is very weak, and it is difficult to shake half of Kashiwa's body together, but they only need to flock to Kashiwaye.

Because they themselves are flags, and they give Kashiwa leaves the flags that really attack.

Bai Ye suddenly felt a lot colder on his body, but he couldn't see any ice particles and snow drops when he looked down, knowing that he was cultivating the cold qi of the Northern Darkness, he vibrated his body with spiritual power almost instantly, and drove away this cold and clean manner, but after that, he felt that something had fallen on his body.

Unlike the cold touch of the fine snow just now, this thing is not large, but it has a certain weight, and this time, he can see it clearly.

It was a small ball of metal, smooth on the surface, but there were limbs around it, and these four small thin arms were attached to his body at this time, like a small spider with a strange appearance.

A touch of disgust flashed on Bai Ye's face, even the Colorful Poisonous Spider King was the material in his hands, and he couldn't look down on this kind of fake spider, and he planned to mobilize spiritual power to shake it down at will, but unexpectedly, as soon as it was shocked, a roar sounded on him.

The machine spider exploded on Kashiwaha's body, and the blade sparks burst out, although the thing was small, but the power was not general.

Between the firelight, Kashiba Ye's eyes were full of anger.

It wasn't because of the pain caused by the explosion of the machine spiders, but because there were many machine spiders of the same structure crawling on his body, and the places where they were absorbed were the parts he had felt cold before.

Bai Ye is no stranger to this kind of Karakuri object, the Divine Machine Gate of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain specializes in the production of these strange things, even if he has always been immersed in his poison experiments, he has to admit that the things of the Divine Machine Gate are indeed of good use in assassination and other fields, but of course, what can really kill people invisibly is still the poison of their Cui Han Gate.

What Bai Ye has learned now is the mechanism technique from the Divine Machine Gate, to be precise, it comes from Lu Linxi.

In the next moment, his body was on fire, accompanied by a loud explosion, and the Cuihan Sect Master finally let out an unwilling howl.

......

Outside the inn, Yutai Yimeng flicked the sword blade, as if playing a music, even though the inside of the inn exploded again and again, the sound was very loud, Lu Linxi didn't dare to make a sound to disturb her, but there was still a smug look on her face, and by the way, she sprinkled another machine spider out of the Qiankun bag.

This spider is his own creation, after activation, the spirit stone core inside will follow the internal imprint forward, and automatically explode when attacked by spiritual power, and the imprint they are chasing is the Xiaoice bullets left by the Northern Underworld Cultivator, as for which one to follow, it is casual, anyway, all the Xiaoice bullets have already been hit by Kashiwa Ye, and will only hit him, and when he knew that Kashiwa Ye might come, he had already made the necessary measures to isolate the poison for these little spiders.

These little guys are the biggest gift he Lu Linxi gave to Bai Ye.

Originally, this was a secret weapon to be sacrificed when they met Kashiwa Ye, and he could make more when there was enough time, but when Kashiwa Ye arrived early, he could only throw them all at once.

In any case, it must be ensured that Kashiwa Ye dies here.

To make sure that there was no little spider left in the Qiankun bag, Lu Linxi moved his gaze to Yutai Yimeng.

No matter how noisy the neighborhood was, she just played the sword calmly, with an indifferent face.

Although he couldn't hear the sound of the Phantom Sea Sword, he also knew that it was with the help of Yutai Yimeng that the temporary layout between him and the Northern Meditation Cultivator could be so smooth.

The sword of the four swords of Fenghua is really worthy of its name.

Just when he was secretly admiring in his heart, there was another loud noise in the inn, this time it was not an explosion, but the sound of the wall being smashed and collapsed by a huge force, Lu Linxi looked intently, only to see a blurred flesh and blood, but the body and flesh were weird emerald green figure broke out of the wall, his hands kept waving forward, and began to flee forward at an unbelievable speed, and behind him, there were more than a dozen little spiders chasing frantically.

Yutai Yimeng put away his sword at this time and said, "He's lucky." ”

In the sound of the Phantom Sea Sword, Bai Ye couldn't recognize the surroundings at all, but just casually crashed into one direction and rushed out, after breaking the wall, he happened to come to the avenue, except for a few pedestrians, there was no other obstacle.

Lu Linxi didn't understand the current situation, and with a flick of his wrist, dozens of sharp small arrows broke through the wind and shot directly into the back of the fleeing Bai Ye, but these small arrows could only enter the flesh for a minute and then fell, bringing down a few drops of green blood.

Lu Linxi paused and said, "The old monster is really ruthless." ”

Being able to soak yourself in toxins is not something that ordinary ruthless people can do.

In fact, in the eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator inside, Bai Ye, who had just escaped, had already taken the form of a humanoid poisonous corpse.

Now he is still in a stalemate with Lu Yunlang, but the spiritual power of heaven and humanity is rapidly depleting, Lu Yunlang has lost the control of his master, and he has become more and more crazy for a while.

But what he was more concerned about was the white baya who had just escaped desperately.

"Chase!"